With this great god sitting in charge, the situation is stable today.

At this time, Zhou Heng, who was opposite, looked at Xuanyuan Mang and said coldly: "Xuanyuan Mang, you actually hurt my person. Are you determined to do the right thing with me?"

Xuanyuan Mang looked at Zhou Heng, chuckled and said, "Yes, so what?"

"You..." Zhou Heng's face suddenly darkened.

But the next moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Xuanyuan Mang. He raised his right palm and pressed it towards Xuanyuan Mang's heart.

There was a muffled sound, and everyone around saw Xuanyuan Mang flying away with a palm and hitting the ground hard. His mouth opened and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Everyone's eyes almost popped out of their heads. Xuanyuan Mang, the patron saint of Daxia, a top master who already had the sixth level of Emperor Wu's cultivation, was actually destroyed by someone with just one move? Who is this person, so powerful?

Everyone turned to look at the black figure.

I saw that the man was wearing a black cloak, his head was also wrapped tightly, and a piece of black gauze covered his face. Only two cold eyes were exposed. He stared at Xuanyuan Mang and said with a cold snort: "If you dare to disobey me, you will be destroyed."

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At this time, Xuanyuan Mang struggled to get up from the ground, looked at the person coming, and said with a solemn expression: "Your Excellency, who are you?"

The man in the black cloak spoke solemnly: "He is a subordinate of King Yama of the Tenth Hall of Yama Temple, and has cultivated to the seventh level of Martial Emperor. He is a handsome man with a bull head."

"You, you are from the Yama Temple." He was as calm as Xuanyuan Mang, but he couldn't help but scream. The next moment, he reacted immediately. He stared at Zhou Heng and said coldly: "Zhou Heng, I didn't expect that.

You actually colluded with people from the Yama Temple. If the Emperor finds out about this, do you think the Emperor will spare you?"

"Haha..." Before Xuanyuan Mang could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhou Heng's sneer: "You meddle in too many other things, but you can't control this matter, because you will soon

Gonna die."

After saying that, he looked at the black cloak and said coldly: "Sir, take action and kill him."

The black cloak said coldly: "Okay, as you wish."

After saying that, he pressed towards Xuanyuan Mang.

Later, Hong Qing's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. This man could hurt Xuanyuan Mang with one move. Who among the people present could resist him.

If Xuanyuan Mang was killed, who of the people present would be able to escape his slaughter? Will everyone present today die on the spot?

...

While the battle here was in full swing, the battle was also going on in a room in the Dragon King Pavilion.

After a long time, there was a phoenix, and everything fell into silence.

Chen Yang, who was dressed in a handsome man's attire, finally dissipated from his drunkenness and slowly regained his consciousness. He stretched out his hand to pull the beauty next to him into his arms, and then said softly: "Sister Ruanruan, it's so nice...

..."

But soon, he realized something was wrong. Qin Ruoruan's body was plump, but the beauty in his arms was obviously quite thin.

He turned his head and took a look in confusion, and the next moment he screamed in fright, sat up suddenly, and his expression suddenly changed.

The one in his arms was Qin Ruanruan, and that was clearly Meng Jiaxin.

Chen Yang suddenly felt like the world was spinning. Oh my god, he actually gave his senior sister to that person. Oh my god, my earth, what should I do?

He looked at Meng Jiaxin and said incoherently: "Senior Sister, actually I, that, this, that this, this that..."

Chen Yang talked for a long time, but he didn't say a single word.
Chapter completed!