The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth raised, and his figure stopped in mid-air.
This Zhou Huang’s setting is worthy of being a villain mini-boss just like himself.
Originally, even if he had not appeared, I am afraid that this Zhou Emperor would still be the ninth prince of the Xia clan, Xia Chuan, or Xia Feng, a stepping stone for the unification of Western Xinjiang.
As for the last two Daxia princes, who can dominate the world...
Gan.
I, Ling Xiao, the son of destiny, am just a plaything.
What?
There are so many Sons of Destiny in this world, and each of them is easy to kill?
In a world of great strife, monsters emerge in large numbers.
If there is only one Son of Destiny in a world, I think some people should be confused again. After killing a Son of Destiny for so long, can you think of other plots?
As for why it is easy to kill, we are all young people. If it is not easy to kill, wouldn’t it mean that I, Ling Xiao, am not awesome enough?
Then why are there no children of destiny who have grown up?
Gan.
Those who grow up either ascend to the upper world or die.
Why died?
you guess.
"Buzz."
A roaring roar shook the sky, and a faint dragon's aura covered the sky.
I saw a golden figure walking slowly from Yunfang City, and in just a moment, it was in front of everyone.
The person who came was wearing a golden robe and looked old.
A pair of eyes filled with bright golden light, and a divine power spread out between opening and closing them.
Beside him, there were two handsome young men standing with golden crowns on their heads and cold and arrogant expressions. They were already full of imperial aura at such a young age.
It was the two princes of Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Yan and Zhou Shen.
"Um?"
Seeing the person coming, Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly, but there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.
Especially the aura of the old man in gold robe made the corner of his mouth unconsciously raise a smile.
No wonder.
We are both from the same dynasty, but the strongest combat power in Great Xia is only the sixth-grade God Emperor. Why does your Great Zhou have such a reclusive powerhouse?
Is this reasonable?
Besides, if you had such a trump card, wouldn't you have unified the Western Xinjiang long ago and achieved eternal success?
It turns out...hehe...
As for the two young men beside the old man, their cultivation levels were both at the level of divine generals, but they had no luck at all.
Obviously, the setting of this Great Zhou Dynasty was designed to allow people to destroy the dynasty.
There was only one God of War who was destined to be a god of war, and he was framed and framed by Emperor Zhou.
If you don’t perish, who will perish?
"Ning Tiance, are you determined to become my enemy, Da Zhou?"
The old man's eyes were filled with golden light, but there was no trace of panic on his face.
Although he cannot leave the Yunfang Emperor City, he is invincible in this city.
"If you are not an enemy of Zhou Dynasty, your Zhou clan will be destroyed today."
Ling Xiao stood in front of Ning Tiance and spoke calmly.
"Huh? Who are you?"
The golden-robed old man frowned slightly. Especially at this time, the respect on the faces of Ning Tiance and others made him feel inexplicably shocked.
These people are actually led by this sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy?
"The Holy Ancestor of Great Xia, the Emperor of Great Qin, the Terminator of Great Zhou, Ling Xiao."
Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression was indifferent, there was a fairy glow surrounding his body, and his Taoist charm was natural.
Upon hearing this series of names, not only everyone in Dazhou, but also Ning Tiance and Qin Wushuang's expressions froze slightly.
Why is he... the Emperor of Qin?
Especially Qin Wushuang, whose beautiful eyes were filled with surprise.
Ling Xiao?
Could it be that my cousin used an alias to hide from his enemies?
"Huh? It sounds...sounds a bit awesome."
The golden-robed old man's face trembled slightly, but just for a moment, his expression turned completely gloomy, "Boy, do you dare to play tricks on me?"
What's going on in this world?
Are you not even allowed to tell the truth?
"Young man, no matter who you are, since you are so powerful, why don't we make a bet?"
Pfft.
bet?
Isn't this an opportunity for you to take the initiative to slap me in the face?
A promise of three moves?
A slap in the face?
Suddenly, Ling Xiao felt like he was being treated like a son of destiny.
"Since you are the commander-in-chief, I will not bully you. Let me, my grandson, compete with you. Neither of you can use spiritual weapons. If you win, our two dynasties will have a fair fight. If you lose,
Well, how about we withdraw our troops and not be allowed to set foot on the Great Zhou Dynasty again for a hundred years?"
The golden-robed old man's voice was majestic and unquestionable.
But when these words fell into Ling Xiao's ears, he felt helpless for no reason.
I thought I was shameless enough, but I didn't expect you, old man, to be even more shameless than me.
If you win a fair fight, if you lose, just retreat?
It seems that regardless of victory or defeat, your Zhou Dynasty did not suffer much loss?
"Let's do this, let the two of them go together. If I lose, I will retreat. If I win, please give up your arm."
"you…"
Inexplicably, looking at the indifference on Ling Xiao's face, the Great Zhou Ancestor suddenly felt a little regretful.
But at this time, in front of all the troops, he really didn't know how to refuse.
Otherwise, wouldn’t it look like you are courageous?
Besides, Zhou Yan and Zhou Shen have been practicing with him since they were young, and have been tempered by the dragon energy of the emperor's veins.
Now that both of them are forty years old, and their cultivation has reached the level of the eighth-grade divine general, will they lose if they join forces to deal with a teenage boy?
Besides...even if I lose...if I don't lose an arm, what can you do?
No big deal, just do it.
What's wrong with being a villain and being shameless? Anyway, I'm not the protagonist of the universe.
"Okay, you two, go and test this young master's skills. Remember, don't underestimate the enemy. Directly... use your strongest attack."
At this time, Grand Ancestor Zhou was still a little panicked in his heart. It was Ling Xiao who acted...too calm and indifferent.
Is it possible that this kid is really destined to be his destiny and is hiding his strength?
"Yes! Ancestor!"
Zhou Yan and Zhou Shen looked at each other and walked towards Ling Xiao.
Outside the two people, golden light began to flow out, faintly transforming into two dragon shadows, exuding the power of an emperor.
But facing the two of them, a flash of sarcasm flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and his white robe bloomed with starlight, elegant and dazzling.
"boom!"
Zhou Yan and Zhou Shen didn't say anything nonsense at all. Their figures swept out and were above Ling Xiao's head in an instant, and all their spiritual energy was concentrated in one punch.
The void shook instantly, and the strong wind was as suppressed as a ghost crying.
I saw two phantoms of golden dragons coming out with the fists, heading straight for Ling Xiao's chest.
Can…
Facing the most powerful blows from the two eighth-level divine generals, Ling Xiao's face showed no trace of panic, and not even a trace of breath escaped from his body.
The moment the two Zhou princes appeared in front of him, Ling Xiao suddenly stretched out his hands and gently shook them towards the two incomparably domineering fist figures.
The world suddenly became quiet.
The next moment, everyone's faces were filled with shock.
I saw the figures of the two Zhou princes, who were so powerful just now, suddenly stagnating in mid-air.
Beneath the two of them, Ling Xiao clasped his hands tightly, his smile getting thicker.
"Click."
A crisp sound of broken bones resounded loudly, and then, Ling Xiao's palm gently pulled Zhou Yan and Zhou Yan in front of him, and punched out two fists at the same time.
"Puch."
Even though they were wearing divine armor, even though their bodies had been tempered by dragon energy for decades, under Ling Xiao's punch, their bodies were still instantly... pierced.