Chapter 2656： 9 Dragon Ancient Gods (1/2)

Thin golden lines, unparalleled power.

The epoch of the ancient **** blood sword was cut, and under the thin line of deterrence, it became extremely difficult before it could be cut.

Warriors eyes were shocked, and there was a trace of panic.

His hands were shaking.

That was not that his hands were shaking, but that the ancient blood sword was shaking constantly.

Seeing the thin line coming in, Zhan Wushuang roared and forcibly cheered: ”I am the destiny emperor and I will not lose!”

call out--

However, the cruel reality is.

The golden silk thread relentlessly penetrated the ancient **** blood sword.

Just listening to the bang, the ancient blood sword was smashed and shattered on the spot.

The strong explosion shattered Zhan Wushuang's imperial robes into cloth strips, and his flesh was blurred.

Although not life-threatening, it is extremely embarrassing.

Su Yu said lightly: ”Tell me again, what emperor are you? Emperor who wants to eat!”

War-free eyes were split: ”Su Yu!”

Humph--

Su Yu snorted heavily, holding in her hand a large scythe cover.

Zhan Wushuang's heart shuddered, and he forcibly resisted.

But his dragon soul was gone, the ancient blood sword was completely gone, and only that point was left for repair.

How is Su Yu's opponent?

One fight, Su Yu pinched his neck.

”This is the Destiny Emperor?” Su Yu said coldly.

Speaking, he slaps his head and draws it out fiercely.

Snapped--

The clear applause rang through the heavens.

The court leader and others watched from a distance, pushing each other, but no one dared to come forward to rescue.

Su Yu, it's terrible!

Who dares to come forward?

They could only watch it with all eyes, Zhan Wushuang was brutally beaten in the hands of Su Yu like a beast!

Zhan Wushuang from the initial anger to the subsequent numbness to the moment of sorrow.

After all, he is not as good as Su Yu.

Even with the help of that adult, it is still not as good as Su Yu.

With ten slaps, Su Yu woke Zhan Wushuang completely and let him retrieve it again, the shadow dominated by Su Yu.

”It's over, Warriors!” Su Yu was too lazy to fight again.

Wancai Scythe arrived around his neck and said indifferently, ”Go down and repent to Xuan Xuan!”

He was about to use the Scythe of Magnificence and ended up with his life.

suddenly.

A soft sigh seemed to explode in Su Yu's ear.

That voice caused his seven major fields to become disordered one after another, even the blood that dominated it quickly.

Losing the support of the dominating bloodline, Wancai Scythe immediately recovered.

Su Yu's heart trembled.

Who can get behind you, but can hardly notice half points?

He turned his head and found that it was an old man in a Kowloon robe.

The hair is combed neatly and meticulously.

Full of facial features, eyes slightly sunken.

In his eyes, there was an extraordinary vicissitudes.

It seems to be coming from countless floods.

Su Yu stared at this person. There was an inexplicable tremor in her guilty conscience, and even the voice of her speech could not help but tremble: ”Are you ... the ancient **** of Kowloon?”

He has never seen the true body of the ancient **** of Kowloon.

However, for many years, he has been able to establish a touch of the ancient gods in Kowloon.

The old man who appeared suddenly was the ancient **** of Kowloon!

It is Su Jiu, who has long been eager to see, but has never been able to see it!

At this moment, Su Yu has a lot of questions that she wants to know and wants to ask him.

For example, why did the Jiulong ancient **** choose him to be a heir.

Why never show up for years.

In these years, he disappeared from Daoyuan. What happened?