Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

Bang!

In the dark void, a violent energy explosion sounded suddenly.

Immediately, a figure in armor vomited blood and flew, smashed into the void, and rolled several times before stopping.

"Hmph, the rebels of the three dragon islands, why don't you surrender? Where do you want to go?"

A big man in black leather jacket stepped out of the darkness, spitted, and shouted.

Looking at the familiar face of this big man, looking carefully, it was Hei Qing who had met twice before.

I saw him step in front of the seriously injured opponent, stepped on his chest, and shouted condescendingly: "If you don't surrender now, when will you surrender? Do you have to go under the Dragon Slaying Sword before you are willing?"

As he said, Hei Qing spit again, "A person like you can't even beat me, and you are not qualified to receive the Dragon Slaying Sword of His Majesty."

"I am willing to surrender." The man in armor coughed and lowered his head.

"Hmph, you know what's best for you. Since you are willing to surrender, then come back with me and wait for the emperor's decision." Hei Qing retracted his foot and kicked the other man's butt.

"Huh? Who is spying? Get out of here!" Hei Qing suddenly stopped, turned around, stared at a dark place, and shouted in a deep voice.

At the same time, the breath on his body surged, ready for battle.

The seriously injured armored man next to him frowned, his eyes flickered, and finally sighed, and stood beside Hei Qing.

"Haha, Hei Qing, long time no see."

In the darkness, the space fluctuated slightly, and then two figures stepped out from it, and a faint laugh also sounded slowly.

"Wei Yang?" Hei Qing looked at the two figures in astonishment, then he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "And Xiao Yan, it turns out that you two are here."

"Well, I heard that there was a civil war in your ancient dragon clan, so I came to see you. Not bad, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you are already a 9th-turn Dou Zun." Wei Yang glanced at Hei Qing and smiled.

"Hehe, His Majesty the Dragon Emperor values ​​you and gave you some resources." Speaking of this, Hei Qing was a little excited and grinned.

Thinking back to the past, when His Majesty the Dragon Emperor was still a little girl, when she just found her way back to Donglong Island, it was Hei Qing who was the first to greet her and lead the way. Later, he also followed her secretly all the way and protected His Majesty the Dragon Emperor as she wandered around Zhongzhou.

Therefore, although Hei Qing is not strong in the dragon clan, he is the real descendant of His Majesty the Dragon Emperor!

"Okay, you are so proud of someone who praised you casually. How is the war situation now, and how is your Majesty?" Xiao Yan asked.

Wei Yang also looked at Hei Qing, but his face was relaxed.

Seeing that Hei Qing has time to hang out here and capture prisoners, we know that Donglong Island should not have any problems.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Hei Qing's face flushed, and he danced with excitement. He also took the time to glance at the dejected man in armor beside him, raised his chin high, and said with great pride: "Battle situation? Of course, our Donglong Island won. His Majesty the Dragon Emperor is the orthodox bloodline. With the Dragon Slaying Sword in hand, no dragon can stop him? The so-called three dragon kings are just usurping rebels, and now they have all been executed!"

"Ah?" Hearing this, Wei Yang and Xiao Yan opened their mouths and said in surprise: "You said, the three dragon kings King, have they all been killed?"

"Yes." Hei Qing seemed very satisfied with the shocked expressions of Wei Yang and the others, and nodded: "You heard it right, the so-called three dragon kings were beheaded by the Dragon Emperor one by one, and they have all been killed. Now, our people from Donglong Island are in the void, catching those scattered captives everywhere."

As he said, he slapped the head of the armored man next to him and said, "If you don't believe me, ask him."

"." Wei Yang and Xiao Yan's face trembled.

It's a waste that the two of them rushed all the way to help, and it's over now?

Then, Wei Yang exhaled lightly and smiled: "It seems that Zi Yan is really different from the past."

Xiao Yan nodded silently.

It's not easy to kill the three dragon kings with one sword.

According to the information from the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, among the three dragon kings, the two dragon kings in the west and south are both in the middle and late stages of three stars, while the strongest dragon king in the north has already stepped into the four-star realm.

With these three dragon kings joining forces, even Wei Yang now has to deal with them very cautiously.     Moreover, the three great commanders under the three dragon kings are also two-star middle and late stage Dou Shengs, which shows the strength of the three dragon islands. Any single island can easily defeat the Nine Netherworld Python Clan.

Of course, as an orthodox royalist, the strength of the East Dragon Island will not be bad.

Wei Yang and the others looked at each other, and their mood was completely relaxed at this moment.

Although it seemed that they had made a wasted trip, they were really happy for Zi Yan.

Since the three dragon kings are dead, there will be no obstacles for her to unify the dragon clan.

"This girl has completely grown up now, and her strength is stronger than ours." Xiao Yan couldn't help but sigh.

"Why do I suddenly feel a sense of inexplicable melancholy that my sister has grown up and my brother is no longer useful?" Wei Yang blinked lightly.

Immediately, the two laughed.

"Let's go and see how powerful our Dragon Emperor is now?" Wei Yang waved his hand.

"Yes." Xiao Yan smiled and nodded.

"Haha, let's go, I will take you to see His Majesty." Hei Qing grinned and patted his chest, "I guarantee that if you see His Majesty now, you will be surprised."

"Oh? Then we'll see." Wei Yang and Xiao Yan smiled.

"Hei Qing, how could you bring two outsiders to see His Majesty the Dragon King?" At this time, the armored man frowned.

"Fart!" Hei Qing kicked him away and shouted: "What outsider? You are the outsider! You haven't even gotten rid of the sin of rebellion on your body, but you have begun to worry about His Majesty the Dragon Emperor? What the hell? "

He put one hand on his hips and pointed at Wei Yang and the other, and said: "Let me tell you, these two are close friends of His Majesty the Dragon Emperor. They have a close relationship with His Majesty. They have been very kind to my entire Dragon Clan." If you don’t know how to speak, please speak less.”

Hei Qing angrily scolded the other party, but suddenly, he was stunned, his eyes scanned Wei Yang and Wei Yang, and he put his head with his big hand, wondering: "Hey, that's not right, why can't I feel it?" What are your current auras?"

"Your news is a bit behind. Don't you Dragon Clan care about Zhongzhou news at all?" Xiao Yan asked in a funny tone.

"What's the news in Zhongzhou?" Hei Qing was stunned, "We, the Dragon Clan, don't care much about the affairs of Zhongzhou."

Immediately, he shook his head, "No, what state are you two in now? Why can't I feel it at all?"

"What state was I in when you met me at the Ye Family Ancient Altar in Danyu?" Wei Yang asked rhetorically.

"Uh, he seems to be a semi-saint." Hei Qing said.

"So?" Wei Yang spread his hands.

Hiss~

Hei Qing took a breath of air, "So, could it be that you are now an intermediate half-saint?"

He stared at Wei Yang dumbfounded, unable to recover.

At first, he was fighting hand to hand with Wei Yang, but in just a few years, he became an intermediate half-saint, so fast!

"Also, Xiao Yan, could it be that you have also become a semi-saint? Damn it, do you want anyone else to live?" Hei Qing muttered with dull eyes.

After practicing for so many years, he has only managed to reach the peak level of the Nine-Rank Douzun. He is still far away from being a Half-Saint.

As a result, Xiao Yan, who was much weaker than him at the beginning, actually became a semi-saint?

"." Xiao Yan was speechless.

"Half Saint? Is your brain full of muscles? Can't you be a little more courageous?" Looking at Hei Qing's stupid look, Wei Yang shook his head speechlessly, and then kicked his ass. "Forget it, just think about it slowly by yourself, and hurry up and lead the way."

"Be more courageous. Could it be a high-level half-saint?" Hei Qing picked up the armored man with a dull expression, and then silently walked in front to lead the way.