"This, how is this possible? This is the Ningguang Divine Sword in my hand, which is the holy martial arts of the God Realm. Why can't it pierce the armor of a low-level object?" The middle-aged man found that Wu Song had not dodged or dodged and carried his attack so much. He had no choice but to believe that a low-level object in a low-level plane was so powerful. This guy turned Wu Song and the long sword in his hand, as if he still didn't believe that Wu Song could take the attack. The guy blinked hard, and then used all his strength to continue pushing the long sword in his hand forward. But the tragedy was that he couldn't let the long sword push forward even if it was about a century. When this guy was at a loss, Wu Song shook his head and smiled strangely.

"Divine Sword? Hehe, what kind of magic sword is this broken copper iron in your hand? This is so funny. I have never heard of something more interesting than this. Hehe, when did you guys in the God Realm learn to brag and use a broken rag as a magic sword. I don't know what you should do. Should you laugh at you for ignorance or fearlessness? This is really a difficult choice. If that's the case, let me make this magic sword in your hand so powerful."

Wu Song glanced at the middle-aged man strangely. When he was talking, he reached out and grabbed the sword that the middle-aged man stabbed over. The middle-aged man was stunned by Wu Song's actions. He tried to pull the sword out of Wu Song's hand, but found that the sword was as if it had become one with the other party. No matter how hard he used, he could not shake it at all. Just when the middle-aged man was shocked, a dazzling golden flame suddenly released from the other party's hand. The middle-aged man exclaimed and waited for him to think about something. The sword in his hand was

Half of it was burned by the golden flame, and the golden flame continued to shine and continued to spread towards him. The middle-aged man was startled and quickly threw the sword in his hand to the ground. Then he turned his head and ran away from Wu Song without hesitation. But after running for less than two steps, he directly collided with something. The middle-aged man felt like he was hitting a mountain, and his body suddenly stopped. When he looked up, he found that Wu Song had arrived in front of him at some point.

"Hehe, my gods' leg, don't you think you can come and go here? Humph, if you want to leave, you have to ask me if I agree or not. I'm going to make my life today, I'll wait for death here obediently." Wu Song sneered, and the breath of his whole body locked the target. The middle-aged man exclaimed again when he saw that the situation was not good, and then he went back with all his might. But at this time, Wu Song had already locked him tightly, so how could he give him a chance to escape? This guy quickly reached out and directly pushed the middle-aged man directly.

The man grabbed, then threw the middle-aged man into the air with force. The middle-aged man exclaimed, and just planned to escape at the god level, but found that Wu Song had rushed to him at some point and waved his sword to slash his head. The middle-aged man had nowhere to hide, so he could only choose to fight Wu Song, and directly protected the not-so-large round shield in his hand to the position above his head. The next second, the middle-aged man felt his scalp chills. The next second, Wu Song was split into two pieces of the person and the shield.

"Hmph, waste is waste. No matter where he goes, he can't change the quality of waste." Wu Song curled his lips disdainfully, then sneered and looked at Xia Ning, who was completely numb next to him, and said, "Sir, what did you do just now? You want to choose the emperor today. Hehe, you continue and continue. I will not participate in the affairs of your Fengtian Empire."

Wu Song looked for a chair and sat behind Wang Mingjun. He sat down and rested like he was fine, but the Speaker Xia Ning, who named him, felt like fifteen buckets were hanging in his heart at this time. He was so up and down. This guy couldn't figure out what Wu Song was thinking. However, after the two helpers of the Heavenly God Temple were solved, the Speaker Xia Ning was completely out of confidence. After being named by Wu Song, Xia Ning shivered unconsciously. After confirming that Wu Song did not seem to have the intention to attack him for the time being, Xia Ning said tremblingly, ", Since that's the case, let's continue the topic just now. Now, I declare the candidates for the throne as Princess Wang Mingjun and Prince Wang Yu. Agree, if you agree that Prince Wang Yu succeeds to the throne, please raise your right hand and cast a solemn vote."

In fact, Xia Ning had already used many big families and representatives of the Fengtian Empire's vassal states before this. Through threats, inducements and other means, Xia Ning had contacted more than 60% of the representatives. Xia Ning believed that as long as he showed his strength at the right time, most of the other representatives would vote for Wang Yu. He felt that it was inevitable that Wang Yu would be elected as the emperor in this election. Therefore, when Richard jumped out to sing the opposite tune, Xia Ning was actually very happy.

In fact, the people in the Heavenly Temple did not disappoint him. Richard was quickly destroyed, but what Xia Ning could never imagine was that before he could be happy, misfortune came upon him immediately. Wu Song, a guy like a monster, easily solved the two Heavenly Temple people. Not only that, this guy was full of threats to himself in his words. If possible, Xia Ning really hoped to escape now and stay away from the council hall that he was familiar with and scared him. But Xia Ning knew that he could not do this.

If this farce is not continued, the fate waiting for him will be the same as those two guys in the Heavenly Temple, or more miserable than those two guys. Bornkaru and others are just descending bodies. Even if they have a certain impact on the body after death, it will not be too great. But Xia Ning is different. He has no distinction between body and body of descending bodies. Once killed by his opponent, Xia Ninggen will not find a second way out except to go to hell. Xia Ning doesn't want to die. The request for the ** makes Xia Ning have to continue the council.

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