"The Qin family of Siam in the Northern Territory, half-saint, Qin Duan!"

Yes, if this was a private personal battle, Qin Duan would never give Xu Xiaoshou ten breaths of time.

Being able to cultivate to a semi-saint level, Qin Duan would dare to use any of his shamelessness, deception, abduction, sneak attacks and assassinations, as long as he could succeed.

But not now!

Xu Xiaoshou occupied the time.

He is drunk in the wind and holds the missionary mirror. He can control the direction of public opinion in mainland China by himself.

The next battle is destined to go down in history and be praised by the five regions.

He, Qin Duan, can be shameless and shameless, but the Qin family of Siam cannot, at least not in front of the world.

What is the purpose of fighting Xu Xiaoshou?

Of course it’s the name of the picture, it’s about making profits, it’s about being a teacher of justice and being upright and upright!

If you attack while he is speaking, even if you have something to say first, the image will be broadcast by the preaching mirror, and the Qin family will be victorious and will be despised by the world.

But if everyone reports their names, surnames, and family members, if they go to the Holy Temple...no, they will definitely win. He, Qin Duan, will be the number one hero, and the Qin family will have the merit of following the dragon.

After receiving all kinds of rewards, are you still afraid that the clan will not be able to cultivate the third half-saint after Qin Duan and Qin Guan?

It's hard to say, but it's very possible to directly join the ten-member discussion group!

"Qin... Duan..."

Xu Xiaoshou murmured to himself, scanning the entire audience with a nonchalant gaze, and laughed dumbly.

very funny!

It’s really cool!

He just gave it a try and never expected the results to be outstanding.

Having mastered the mirror of preaching to control all the good-looking people in the world, Xu Xiaoshou has no need to guide or make calculations.

A person drunk in the wind can be as strong as 30 million divine lions in the sky, and the power of intimidation is unlimited!

What kind of bastard half-sage is Qin Duan? Xu Xiaoshou is not interested in learning more. What he is interested in is the passive value of his library that skyrockets when the opponent counts.

And since he was not the real owner, his eyes quickly skipped that Qin Moumou and turned to Ai Cangsheng in the wheelchair.

Without unnecessary movement, Xu Xiaoshou glanced at the crowd of semi-saints in the square and dared to speak like this:

"Love dogs, is this your trump card?"

…

Wow!

The five realms immediately boiled.

Preaching mirrors from all over the country were almost shattered by the loud shouts.

What did Mr. Shou say? Did he really dare to call the Emperor of the World...who loves dogs?

"What a wonderful nickname!"

"I unilaterally declare that from today onwards, the world's number one madman will no longer be that bullshit eight-fingered cripple, and I will be the only one to enjoy it!"

"Hahaha, you're making me laugh. The dignified ancestor of the Qin family in Siam was ignored by Master Shou. Isn't he really afraid of the braised lion's head halberd? It's an ancient relic monument artifact!"

"Look, look, look, the dog hasn't spoken yet, Qin Duan... uh, Mr. Qin's face is dark. He really wants to go and watch the battle. Can we not start a fight?"

presumptuous!

So unbridled!

Qin Duan's beard almost broke due to him.

Xu Xiaoshou's naked disregard really aroused the anger in his heart.

A kid in his twenties, who is not even a fraction of my age, dares to be so disrespectful and humble. Who gave you the courage?

"Die to me, this saint!"

The red lion-headed halberd was turned over in the palm, and the head of the halberd shone brightly.

Qin Duan was filled with evil energy, red light erupted around his body, his knees bent, his elbows sank, his tiger eyes stared, and then a lion roared that shocked the sky.

"Blood punishment and killing halberd!"

Bloody light shot into the sky, and murderous intent even dyed half of the sky red.

The red lion-headed halberd came in a flash and pointed directly at Xu Xiaoshou's forehead. It was so powerful and heavy that it would have broken his head with one blow.

"What a fierce momentum!"

Everyone in front of the preaching mirror held their breath.

Everyone wanted to see if the world-famous young man could catch the half-saint-level old ashes in the first battle.

Shouye, look sideways.

He, the first swordsman, has never used a sword.

He had never done anything to tear Qilin apart.

The picture shown by the preaching mirror was that of the arrogant boy whose nose even touched the halberd. He was still calm and unhurried. He only raised the corners of his lips and spoke like beads:

"Old dog, get out!"

…

Boom!

At this moment, regardless of whether it was the battle scene up and down the Holy Mountain or the people of the five realms in front of the preaching mirror, their hearts sank.

Time seems to be frozen...

Space seems to be a mistake...

No!

Time just stopped!

The space is also fixed!

Feng Zhongzui, who was carrying the preaching mirror, could see the situation clearly than anyone else.

He saw it with his own eyes. At that moment, Master Shou's eyes changed. In the entire Holy Mountain Square, even the drifting osmanthus flowers stopped in mid-air.

Everyone stopped moving and breathing.

Half-Saint Qin Duan's action of holding a halberd and smashing his head was directly fixed in front of Master Shou, but Master Shou remained sneer, his eyes flashing coldly...

This is the final scene!

Feng Zhongzui just resisted the mirror and slowly circled around the two of them.

The world doesn't move and only I move. This feeling is so wonderful, as if I am the destined protagonist!

After Feng Zhongzui slowly spun around in a circle, he quickly woke up with a shock - he was pulled in by the space sphere again, and was forced to give Master Shou a close-up of his eyes...

…

"Boom!"

The strange and brilliant road map of meaning flashed away.

The bright silver sword thought suddenly burst out from the bottom of Master Shou's eyes.

In an instant, a heavy momentum, like a giant pressing down on his head, blasted out from his eyes and spread in all directions.

The terrifying aura cut off the freeze of time and space, drove him back drunk in the wind, forced the preaching mirror to pull a panoramic lens, and included Qin Duan in the mirror...

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

"Tsk!"

After the protective spiritual weapon burst into pieces, there was another crisp sound, and Qin Duan's clothes were directly torn into strips.

There was no time for fear to appear in the old man's eyes.

The skin of the hand holding the halberd had criss-crossing cracks, and blood suddenly burst out.

Immediately, his entire naked body was dented by the infinite aura contained in this glance, which hit his chest as hard as a heavy hammer and shot to the back.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

The scene of elderly nudity that is not suitable for children only lasts for a blink of an eye in the Five Realms Missionary Mirror, but it taints the hearts of the audience.

Qin Duan, whose bones were broken all over, could not even scream or repent. He had blasted through the Holy Palace from the front mountain square, blasted through the cave sky of the back mountain, and hit the guard of the Guizhe Holy Mountain with a bang.

Above the mountain spirit formation.

"my God……"

It was so fast that Feng Jingzui had no time to let out a complete exclamation.

Suddenly, the space sphere that trapped him rose again, pulling him to fly high again.
To be continued...