Chapter 891 Emperor Lei's clone?
Chen Xuan himself never thought that the result would be like this.
The situation seems to be in a difficult situation. If there is any misunderstanding, there may not be any good things. Chen Xuan will change his statement. The only hope is that the commander and Miss Murong should not have a good relationship.
If it was a one-time relationship or something, Chen Xuan had nothing to worry about, and it would be hard to say if he met several times.
"There is no need to explain, I will ask in person!"
Yang Jian said lightly, and grabbed with one hand, and his powerful aura directly enveloped Chen Xuan.
Murong Qianxun, who was originally beside Yang Jian, appeared next second, and looked dull, as if he was missing something.
Chen Xuan and the guards next to them all had bad thoughts in their hearts. The two saints of the ancestors couldn't stop them. The aura that just now burst out made them feel irresistible.
"open!"
Of course Yang Jian won't listen to them
Murong Qianxun is here, as long as he speaks, everything is fine.
A huge force enveloped Murong Qianxun, breaking the restrictions that were blessed on Murong Qianxun one by one. At the same time, an unexpected look flashed in his eyes, and this look flashed by.
Murong Qianxun, who had lost his expression, suddenly recovered. After a slight accident, he saw Yang Jian in front of him and showed a surprise look, "How come you are here!"
"Oops!"
Chen Xuan said intimately that something was wrong.
I was prepared just now, but the only thing I didn't expect was that this commander was so powerful that he instantly removed all the seals and untie the opponent's strength.
"Walk!"
Hear the first sentence.
Chen Xuan understood that Murong Qianxun knew the commander, so the commander was also from outside.
This is not a good sign.
Therefore, Chen Xuan was quite panicked. If he told him about imprisonment for ten years, the fate would definitely not be better. The trap he set up back then was also his hands.
After so many years, Murong Qianxun must have known it clearly. If he doesn’t leave now, he will have no chance. If he leaves this God of War Palace, he has the chance to leave.
The four generals did not take action, but their eyes were very cold, as if they were looking at a dead person.
"My territory. No one can leave, especially before I get my permission!"
Yang Jian said lightly.
"Big Grabbing!"
The violent power instantly filled the Palace of War Gods, and a big palm appeared above their heads and grabbed them fiercely.
Chen Xuan and the Saint Ancestor Guards suddenly felt that a force that could not be low-end fell on them, blocking the entire space. No matter how they took action, they seemed to be unable to escape.
In fifty years, Yang Jian used the move in the sleeve. Whenever he made a move, his own space belonged to him, and his space belonged to him.
"Don't kill me, I'm the prince of Lei State!"
With one move, Chen Xuan was suppressed directly, and no attack could block the universe in his sleeve.
The Holy Ancestor seems very fragile at this time.
If Chen Xuan didn't meet Yang Jian, it would be very easy for him to leave. After all, there are very few people as perverted as Yang Jian, and it is difficult to meet one in his life.
Chen Xuan was lucky and encountered such a big pervert. He was directly suppressed by Yang Jian, and he didn't even have the chance to resist.
...
"Miss Murong. How is this gift?"
Yang Jian waved his hand again, Chen Xuan and the Saint Ancestor Guard appeared directly on the ground, but his strength was suppressed, and he was like a mortal at this time.
"You have become stronger after fifty years."
Murong Qianxun said to Yang Jian.
Murong Qianxun was indeed very surprised by Yang Jian's appearance. When he heard this name, he even felt familiar, but he didn't agree with it.
He just took action to capture the two saints, and even Murong Qianxun felt terrible with his powerful strength.
What is Yang Jian’s origin? Fifty years ago, he was very strong, but he was far from the feeling of palpitations at the moment. Murong Qianxun almost thought he had met another person.
Murong Qianxun has never heard of this star field. His strength can improve by leaps and bounds in fifty years and reach an incredible level.
Even the huge families in the star field cannot reach this level.
Yang Jian in front of him was so terrifying.
Chen Xuan of the Holy Ancestor said he would take it as soon as he could, and they even had no time to resist and were captured.
Yang Jian smiled, "If it is not strong, Miss Murong may not be able to recover her freedom now."
Murong Qianxun was amused by this sentence, "It's really surprising to see you here. I like this gift from you very much."
Knock.
Chen Xuan on the ground had a cold sweat on his forehead.
Chen Xuan had a good understanding of such a calculating woman and then took Murong Qianxun. Now that the other party has no good results.
"Grand Commander, I am the third prince of Lei Kingdom. As long as you let me go, I can convince my father to hand over the outside waters to the Kingdom of War God!"
Chen Xuan was panicked.
At this time, you can't be nervous.
Chen Xuan knew very well who this woman was. He could be indifferent for ten years, but who knows what would happen in his heart?
"Haha, Chen Xuan, you respect your Lei Kingdom so much. In the eyes of our master, your Lei Kingdom is just like that. If our master wants to destroy it, it will be destroyed!"
Yang Yi jumped out and said with disdain.
"I think you'll have your heart to die!" Yang Er shook his head and said sarcastically.
Chen Xuan skipped a beat again and suddenly made a decision in his heart.
"Grand Commander, your strength is indeed very strong, but if you hand me over to Murong Qianxun, then I don't mind letting my father seek justice!"
At this time, Yang Yidao, "Master, the princes of their Lei Kingdom have a treasure on them. They can be inspired by their hearts at will, communicate with their father and lower their clones!"
Yang Jian looked at Chen Xuan, "If this is your confidence, you might as well let your father lower his clone. I'm very interested in seeing who is the most powerful!"
Chen Xuan was shocked again, his face turned pale. Unexpectedly, all this secret news was found by them, and the only trump card was useless.
But there is nothing we can do now. I will calm myself down. "Since the commander said that, I will just give you my best!"
"Yang Jian, the emperor of Lei State is already of a high-level saint's strength, you must be mentally prepared!"
Murong Qianxun reminded.
Yang Jian sat down and shook his head, "It's okay, it's just a clone. I want to kill him, every minute and every second!"
During the past ten years, Murong Qianxun had a deep understanding of Lei State and had some understanding of the emperor's strength. In the past ten years, did the emperor upgrade his strength from a high-level saint ancestor to a peak saint ancestor.
That's unknown.
When a clone descends, a big battle will inevitably occur, especially this clone of strength.
Chapter completed!