The other side.

The barrier formed by the soul-sealing talisman was also shattered in an instant. Tsar Xiaotian, who was inside, suffered a worse fate than Meng Fei. The giant sword evil soldier in his hand was shattered by the silver-white lightsaber almost at the moment of contact.

The lower half of the body turned into nothingness, and flew out like a broken sandbag, breaking countless huge stone pillars with threads!

What a terrifying power.

Even the emperor can't resist it?

"Eh? How come there is a sibling?" A clear voice came, and a figure in white clothes appeared in front of Meng Fei in a flash of white light. His eyes were like lightning, staring at Meng Fei as if he was judging him.

Meng Fei took a sip, spat out the blood clots in his mouth, stood up unsteadily while holding on to the black sword.

The blow just now was so terrifying that Meng Fei felt that all the bones in his body were about to be shattered, and his internal organs were probably shaken out of place. If his body hadn't been tempered and tempered to the extreme, it would have been any different from Meng Fei.

An extreme venerable at the same level would have been killed instantly.

Obviously, the person who took action had a cold-blooded sword energy with the intention of killing.

Meng Fei raised his head and was a little surprised. Standing in front of him was a human race about twenty years old. He had silver hair and a silver pattern on his forehead. He was obviously of extraordinary origin and not an ordinary person.

He was dressed in spotless snow-white clothes, and his whole body was as elegant as the dust.

"Are you really a human?" A cold and arrogant voice sounded in Meng Fei's ears. The man in white looked at Meng Fei, and a fierce aura completely locked Meng Fei. His tone was completely questioning and judging: "Tell me, why do you do this?"

Here? Are you colluding with the Sha tribe and plotting something evil?"

Meng Fei was not happy with this guy's tone.

However, the opponent's strength was obviously much stronger than his own. Meng Fei didn't want to get into trouble with this guy who was more terrifying than the Tsar. He frowned and asked: "If I'm not wrong, you come to the Great Xia Dynasty of the human race."

Bar?"

The white robe worn by the man in white is exactly the same as the white robe worn by Savella, the emperor's son who was killed by Tsar Xiaotian.

"Bold." The big-headed young man in white swung his arm, and a majestic force trapped Meng Fei, and said angrily: "I am asking you something, when will it be your turn to ask me? Do you want to die?

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A surge of anger erupted from Meng Fei's chest.

Meng Fei raised his hand to resist the opponent's white energy, raised his head, stared into the opponent's eyes, and said slowly word by word: "Don't pretend to be cool with me, I don't care what kind of onion you are, if you give priority to me

If you keep grinding and chirping here, the King of the Sand Clan will run away!"

"How dare you refute me..." The man in white had his eyes filled with light, and he had murderous intent.

Meng Fei clearly noticed that when the other party looked at the black sword in his hand, there was a flash of unabashed greed.

Obviously, the white sword energy just now was blocked by the black sword without any damage, making the other party notice this treasure, recognize its magic, and become greedy at the same time.

"Fuck, it seems that this guy is not a good guy." Meng Fei made a judgment in his heart. He originally thought that the other party was just a bad temper, so he misunderstood him for a while, but now it seems that it is not the case at all. This strong man suddenly appeared.

, in fact, he is greedy. It is not as simple as it seems. Meng Fei is about to take action...

At this time, unexpected changes occurred again.

There was a rumble in the distance, and the boulders on the ground suddenly jumped up and shot towards the back of the man in white.

Emperor Xiaotian re-condensed the giant sword and evil soldiers, and attacked and killed them like furious beasts.

"Hahaha, a little king of the Sand Clan dares to take action in front of me. Since you are dead, I will help you. Haha, Emperor's Sword! Go!" The young man in white laughed arrogantly and disappeared.

He turned around and pointed with his backhand.

White sword energy burst out from his fingers, piercing the sky, arriving first and last.

The sword energy once again shattered the huge evil sword burning with bright gray flames in Emperor Xiaotian's hand, pierced his chest, and immediately shattered most of his body, flew out diagonally, and fell to the ground.

He had lost his human form, and wisps of bright gray violent divine aura rushed out of his body crazily, trying to repair his seriously injured body, but he couldn't completely repair it for a while...

So damn powerful.

Meng Fei couldn't help but be surprised.

This mysterious and powerful man who suddenly appeared really has the ability to be arrogant.

His strength is simply astonishing, and he is definitely the strongest person Meng Fei has ever encountered in his life.

This is a peerless strong man who can rival the King of Heaven. Although Tsar Xiaotian, known as the King of the Sand Clan, has not fully recovered his strength, looking at this, Meng Fei begins to doubt that even Tsar Xiaotian in his heyday can't.

Not necessarily this person's opponent.

Could it be that this guy is also a generational king?

Meng Fei was really shocked.

Similar to how Yi Qingwu felt when she saw the man in white for the first time, Meng Fei also felt a sense of frustration at this moment, as if he was sitting in a well and looking at the sky. He originally thought that he had advanced to the realm of extreme masters in such a short time and could be regarded as one of the few strong men in the world.

From now on, the world is so big that there is nowhere to go.

Who knows, but Yelang is so arrogant that he is far from enough in front of the person in front of him.

"This person's strength should be beyond the realm of the Ultimate Venerable. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to have such a strong strength..." Meng Fei shook his head, with a wry smile on his lips.

At this moment, in a trance, he realized that the road to martial arts is indeed endless, and arrogance will always lead to failure.

However, this time is obviously not the time to think about these issues in detail.

"Hahaha, disappointed, really disappointed! The so-called King of the Sand Clan is nothing more than that, haha, I'm really disappointed!" The man in white turned around and looked at the broken body of Emperor Xiaotian who was lying on the ground struggling like a dog.

, there was a playful look in his eyes.

He laughed maniacally, and from beginning to end, he never asked a question about Savella, as if the emperor's son, whose body was possessed by the tsar, was of no importance.

"The emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty is still such a pitiful arrogant man..." At this time, the emperor of the Sand Clan, with only half of his body above the shoulders, floated up under a burst of gray mist.

His demeanor was much calmer, but the teasing and disdain in his eyes was stronger than that of his opponent. Looking at the expression of the man in white, he looked like he was looking at a pitiful clown, and said with a smile:

"Poor little guy, you can only rely on this small achievement to amuse yourself. If you hadn't killed another emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty before, you have consumed your source, and now your strength has not been fully restored.

I'm afraid you would have run away like a dog!"

The smile of the man in white was frozen on his face.

"Tsk..." He laughed suddenly and said arrogantly: "It seems that you are not convinced even if I kill you like this, hahaha, whatever, I will release your body today and then kill you completely."

You, let you understand that in front of me, Tang Simo, those so-called bullshit czars have long become a rotten past tense!"

Tang Simo!

Meng Fei remembered the name. It turned out that this stinky guy was called Tang Simo.

Phew! Phew! Phew!!!

Four or five rays of terrifying silver-white sword energy shot out from Tang Simo's fingertips, even the space was cut into dark cracks, and the target of the sword energy was actually the ten thousand year seal not far away.

Meng Fei's face changed drastically, and he had no time to stop it. He only heard a series of deafening explosion sounds, and the small altar made of white divine material exploded. The golden energy quickly dissipated, and a flower

A black lead cloud rose into the sky from the center of the explosion and radiated in all directions.

A bottomless hole more than three meters wide appeared under the broken altar.

"Hahaha, hahaha, stupid human being, you will understand what a serious mistake you have made. Bear the anger of this emperor, hahahaha!" A huge roar seemed to have traveled through the ages.

, came out impatiently from this dark cave.

At the same time, there was also an aura of demonic, violent and killing power that changed the color of the world.

A hand covered with oily black scales, with sharp brown-yellow nails, and a huge palm like the claws of a monster, slowly stretched out from the pitch-black cave.

"Holy shit, this pretentious bastard is indeed powerful, but his brain is probably burned out and his IQ is not good enough. He's almost pretending to be a fool." Meng Fei was too late to stop him and cursed angrily.

Tang Simo, that bastard, is all his big head filled with hydrocephalus?

He actually released a real emperor from the ten-thousand-year seal. No matter how confident he was, what if the Xiaotian Tsar escaped as soon as he came out?
Chapter completed!