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Chapter 143 West Sea God of War

Chapter 143 The God of War in the West Sea

Author: Nine Colored Cyborg

Chapter 143 The God of War in the West Sea

No moon tonight.

The night is as dark as ink.

The few people have good cultivation levels and can see things in the dark, but compared to Bian Lang, the other people see a little closer.

"Brother Bian, what's going on before?" Dugu Qiusheng asked nervously and excitedly.

Bian Lang smiled and said, "Rare guest."

Liu Yi shook her head, Bian Lang's ability to keep him in silence was really worthy of beating.

"If you are lucky, you can get another treasure gourd." Bian Lang added.

Liu Yi and Dugu Qiusheng instantly realized that the person blocking the way forward was from the Xihai Dragon Palace.

Unexpectedly, Song Feng had contact with the West Sea Dragon Palace.

However, the visitor from the West Sea may not necessarily be here to find Feng Xiao.

Perhaps the West Sea Dragon Palace has a way to track the treasure gourd.

A breeze suddenly blew in the night without wind.

The wind had a fishy smell, which made Feng Xiao feel nauseous.

But she is very familiar with the taste.

She immediately came to Bian Lang's face, clasped her fists forward and said, "I wonder why the prince blocked my way here?"

"Master of Fengku, I don't like killing, you should commit suicide." A cold voice came from the darkness ahead.

Feng Xiao smiled and asked, "His Prince Prince has also become Song Feng's dog?"

"Just fulfill each other." The man's voice did not stir.

If you still get excited by words after seeing too strong winds and waves, it would be a failure.

Bian Lang asked with a smile: "Do you know that guy?"

"Ao Cheng, the ninth prince of the Dragon Palace in the West Sea." Feng Xiao said.

Bian Lang teased: "Prince? Why isn't it the prince?"

"The prince must be the biological child of the Dragon King of the West Sea. It is already a great honor to be called a prince." What Feng Xiao said is the truth.

But this truth, to Ao Cheng, is the most vicious irony in this world.

If possible, he doesn't want the title of prince, he just wants to be a dragon general.

Bian Lang said: "No wonder, if it weren't for the waste from the West Sea, how could he be invited by a scum like Song Feng? The waste is very good at coping with a scum."

Feng Xiao was stunned. He didn't expect that Bian Lang would be so cruel if he didn't use dirty words.

Sure enough, Ao Cheng in the dark heard this and rushed over angrily.

He had a pair of small dragon horns on his forehead, his skin was as white as snow, and his silver hair was covered with his head of silver. He looked very handsome.

He held a long sword in his hand, his face full of murderous aura.

"Are you the corpse-driver who made the empress think about day and night?" Ao Cheng was not in a hurry to take action, and wanted to touch the enemy's background first.

Song Feng had already hired many people, but they all ended in failure.

The end of failure is death, so Ao Cheng needs to be more cautious.

Feng Xiao said angrily: "Ao Cheng, put your mouth clean."

"Your empress misses men, everyone knows, what are you embarrassed to admit?" Ao Cheng looked playful and looked very worthy of beating.

How big and powerful is the world on this side of the river? Liu Yi and Dugu Qiu's chances of winning are seen. Will the empress who can rule such a huge empire think of Bian Lang?

How is this possible?

Feng Xiao said angrily: "Today I will teach you a good lesson for Your Majesty."

While speaking, Feng Xiao slapped the storage bag around her waist and suddenly shot out several flying swords.

Ao Cheng stood still and stopped when the flying sword arrived in front of him.

"Does mortals dare to compete with God?" Ao Cheng's tone was full of contempt.

Bian Lang teased: "Does a big worm dare to claim to be a god?"

Ao Cheng tilted his mouth and waved his hand gently. The flying swords hanging in front of him quickly turned around and reflected towards Feng Xiao.

Feng Xiao's face was pale, knowing that she was too reckless.

Ao Cheng is known as the God of War in the West Sea, and is a leader among the many masters in the West Sea.

She is a monk in the Killing Dan realm, so naturally she cannot compare with her.

Bian Lang pulled Feng Xiao behind him and said with a smile: "As an employer, when there is danger, hide behind."

"Be careful, this guy..." Feng Xiao was just speaking, but he saw the flying swords that had been shot suddenly turning around and stabbing Ao Cheng, which was very strange.

Even Ao Cheng's face changed drastically.

clang clang clang.

The flying sword had already hit Ao Cheng's body.

But Ao Cheng has dragon scales to protect his body, which is very hard and is definitely not something of this level of magic weapon that can penetrate.

"This guy is simply invulnerable." Dugu Qiusheng widened his eyes.

Liu Yi didn't say anything, but felt that as long as Bian Lang showed his Pangu axe, he could split Ao Cheng in half.

Even the dragon scales on the body of the Dragon King of the West Sea can be easily split by Pangu Axe.

If Ao Cheng knew that Bian Lang had Pangu axe on hand and could swing it, he would have escaped long ago.

Ao Cheng looked vicious, and his right arm swung hissing with a long sword.

A white light soared into the sky, reflecting the night sky, alarming the surrounding birds flapping their wings and waves.

Bian Lang didn't take Ao Cheng seriously at all and asked with a smile: "Brother Dugu, do you want Longjiao?"

"That's good." Dugu Qiusheng knew that Longjiao was a very precious treasure.

Anyway, in that piece of prison land, this is something that I can't even imagine.

"Die me." Ao Cheng was also furious and swung his sword quickly.

He was obviously so angry, but those people were very relaxed, making it look like he was a juggling in a circus.

A sword fell, and the sword light was like a dragon, wrapped in lightning, and the sound shook the sky.

Feng Xiao's delicate body trembled slightly, and she didn't know where to hide.

"It's safe to stand behind Bian Lang." Liu Yi whispered.

Feng Xiao knew that Bian Lang was very powerful, but the one who appeared in front of them at this moment was not a mortal, but the God of War in the West Sea.

Although there are many sons of the Dragon King in the West Sea, none of them are useful. Instead, the adopted Ao Cheng is particularly successful.

It can be said that the stability of the West Sea is entirely supported by Ao Cheng.

When the sword light arrived, Bian Lang took a sudden step, and the golden lights around him shot, completely dissolving Ao Cheng's sword light.

Ao Cheng was shocked and kept swinging his sword.

Even if he condensed his lifelong cultivation, he could not break through Bian Lang's protective golden light.

"I'll take this pair of dragon horns." Bian Lang turned his body and appeared beside Ao Cheng.

Before Ao Cheng could react, he felt a tingling pain coming from his forehead, and a pair of dragon horns were broken.

But Ao Cheng endured the pain and had a sword on his backhand.

It has become a fact that the dragon horn was cut off. If he could stab Bian Lang to death with one sword, he would have regained some of his face.

Unexpectedly, the long sword stabbed in front of Bian Lang, and it seemed that it was only a little short, but it could no longer stab the first half.

Bian Lang smiled and said, "Ao Cheng, this is still the God of War in the West Sea? Could it be that your mother gave you?"

"Noisy." Ao Cheng was so angry that his forehead bulged.

However, just relying on anger, I still cannot stab Bianlang.

Ao Cheng reacted very quickly, immediately gave up his weapon, turned into a black dragon, and soared into the air.

The mountains and rivers trembled, and the birds and beasts were shocked.

Bian Lang threw the dragon horn to Dugu Qiusheng and asked with a smile: "Have you ever seen a dragon without horns?"

"It's better to see the living dragon again." Liu Yi said.

Dugu Qiusheng corrected: "I have never seen the dead dragon."

"You haven't seen it before." Liu Yi felt a sense of superiority inexplicably.

Feng Xiao's face looked ugly and he said with a rattle: "Bianlang, be careful of the dragon flame."
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