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Chapter 852 You know nothing about power

In fact, the Ba Xuan Demon Lord really has no intention of dealing with Jiao Ting, because he had no conflict with Xia Dynasty. Moreover, after he woke up, he learned that the Xia Dynasty seemed to be very strong, and even when he was in his prime, he might not be able to deal with it.

Let’s take a look first. Who made this kid say the big talk? If he goes back on his word, he will probably lose all his face.

The Demon Lord Ba Xuan shook his head slowly and left the Wang family. All the servants along the way would respectfully volunteer when they saw him.

Through the teleportation array, you will soon arrive at Doulong City.

"Here, Wang Nie Dao is here." Everyone in the audience made a noise and made way for one road. Someone who had seen Wang Nie Dao shouted loudly.

“Where do it.”

"Get out of the way, let me see." The living Wang Nie said that they had never seen him before.

Someone poked his head and looked over on tiptoe.

I saw a young man in black who was seven feet tall, pale and thin, slowly walking.

Is this the king's evil way?

Many people were a little disappointed and felt that they looked different from what they expected. In their imagination, even if they were not Feng Shen, they should at least be as handsome as a Guan Yu.

The image in reality has caused a psychological gap.

"So it looks like this, so disappointing." Someone muttered.

"So it's just that."

Wang Nie said, that is, the Lord of Domineering Demons frowns and sweeps at the few people muttering in the crowd at will, and a faint light emits from the corners of his hazy eyes.

The people in the crowd only felt a powerful and domineering spiritual sense penetrated their minds, and their spiritual souls were tangled into mud, and they turned into vegetatives and fell to the ground with a thud.

There is no concealment or unnecessary words, just like walking alone on the street and being entangled by a few nasty little bugs, then pinched to death.

I won't even pay attention to this matter afterwards.

It's that simple.

He was called the Demon Lord, so he was naturally not a good person back then. Killing people and destroying families was common for him.

The onlookers who were discussing were silent, and all the people who wanted to speak, those who were ready to speak, those who were talking, all the people who were talking were shut up.

This genius's temper doesn't seem to be very good.

"Wang Family, Wang Nie Dao." The boy in black stepped onto the ring in the air and said lightly.

"No face, Jiao Ting." Jiao Ting bowed with both hands, gentle and kind.

"I have no interest in you when someone asks me to deal with you, but what they have brought out forces me to take action." Wang Nidao said to himself. Although he is not afraid of the Xia Dynasty, he is not willing to inexplicably attack a great enemy.

After saying that, Wang Niedao took a step forward and pointed out his fingers. The dark demonic energy wrapped around his fingertips. A strange phenomenon appeared behind him. A white bone demon stood behind Wang Niedao and stretched out his finger at the same time. The pale finger bones overlapped with Wang Niedao's index finger and merged into one. This finger was swift and domineering, and in the blink of an eye, it reached Jiao Ting's chest.

Jiao Tingfeng Danyun stretched out his right hand and patted casually, just on the side of this finger. Thousands of forces continued to stack, like storm! After each force was superimposed, it became even more violent!

Boom boom boom boom!

In the blink of an eye, countless forces gathered together.

This finger was interrupted directly. Wang Niedao retreated suddenly, looking at Jiao Ting with a serious expression, and his right arm that was vertically downward trembled slightly, which was extremely strange, and he had a strange palm technique.

The attack just now seemed as if he was hitting himself with his own strength, just like a vortex, his own strength was dispersed, and then he clashed with each other, and finally he was injured by his own strength.

Jiao Ting narrowed his eyes and smiled, pressed forward, and slapped his right hand with a palm!

The air around the surroundings turned into mud! A Dharma image with a hated face appeared. The Dharma image was three feet tall, and it was snow-white all over, like a big dumpling, without a face, and its face was a smooth and clean white mask.

The terrifying gravitational entanglement was like tentacles entangling around him frantically, making it difficult for him to move. Moreover, the gravitational energies became increasingly greater and greater. Even if the cultivation level was not enough, it would be squeezed to death directly!

Wang Nidao frowned slightly. The cultivation of this body is still too low. Many methods are difficult to use at the current level. If forced to use them, it may cause serious consequences.

The air on the ring was twisted, and the radius of a hundred meters turned into a twisted world.

"Ba Xuan Demon Spear!" Wang Nie shouted angrily, the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and his right arm turned into a big gun and stabbed him suddenly.

The shot was fast and fast, like an angry dragon coming out of a cave, causing a shocking wave.

The twisted space was paused, as if the fragile paper was torn apart, and the black magic gun stormed out violently, tearing everything apart.

"You know nothing about strength." Jiao Ting glanced at him lightly, pressed his hands inward, and held the shot with his bare hands in a posture of holding the blade with bare hands. It was like five white radish's fingers turned, and the sound of slashing the muscles and bones broke into pieces.

With a muffled groan, a faint light flashed in Wang Nidao's eyes, and the terrifying mental power condensed into a black needle-like shape and pierced into Jiao Ting's mind, the mysterious demon destroying magic needle!

Wang Niedao stared at Jiao Ting, and he could feel the mysterious demon killer piercing in.

"Bang!" A slap fell from the sky and slapped over Wang Nie Dao's head. Wang Nie Dao staggered, Jiao Ting smiled and said, "What are you looking at?"

Wang Nidao's face turned red. When did he suffer such humiliation? But he was unable to move his right arm because Jiao Ting was pinched and he could not move.

"Is this the first genius?" Jiao Ting sighed, his face full of sincere disappointment. "It's just that. In my Daxia, it's just a tooth general."

The audience in the audience was stunned and did not expect that Wang Nidao would actually end up against Jiao Ting.

After Yu Guang carefully observed for a while, Wang Nie Dao finally confirmed that his mysterious demonic destruction god was really ineffective against Wang Nie Dao. Wang Nie Dao's face turned blue and white, and then a smile suddenly squeezed out of his face, "I admit defeat, please show mercy to your superiors."

He admits defeat very simply. Wang Nie said that he is very bachelor at this moment. Since he can't beat him, he admits defeat. What's the shame of this? Only by living can you be dignified. Dead people are not qualified to talk about these things.

Jiao Ting and Wang Nie Dao have no grudges, so he naturally would not be entangled. He threw Wang Nie Dao off the ring with a slight swing, carried his hands behind him indifferently, looked up at the distance, his eyes were empty and lonely. Although his white and fat figure affected his temperament, he still showed a little pretentiousness in general.

Wang Niedao did not show any resentment. He looked at Jiao Ting standing on the ring, and then turned around and left without hesitation.

As for revenge, it is not within the scope of Wang Nie Dao's thinking. Xia Dynasty is in great power, so it is better to go to other worlds to find opportunities while it is still early.

......

In Douxing Pavilion, Guo Yi took the information transferred from the people below, and glanced at him at a glance, and his face instantly became solemn.

The information recorded on this is exactly all the information about Jiao Ting. From the first time he followed the Great Xia to the north and the battle of the north and was almost killed by Xia Bei later, and finally disappeared in seclusion. It has not appeared again in the eyes of the world today.

None of these are important information. What's more important is that in the information, Jiao Ting is just a small fourth-grade general in Daxia. He is a downstream existence among the countless powerful people in Daxia.
Chapter completed!
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