As soon as this word came out, Jian Wushuang quickly backed away.

The killing intent was too strong, he instinctively retreated, but the crisis had already arrived at the last moment.

A column of blood spurted out, blood like a fountain.

thump.

Jian Wushuang leaned back and fell heavily to the ground.

Mingwei could be too small to hold it, but with just that look, he was directly injured seriously.

But this is exactly what he wants. If Xia Mang doesn't beat or scold him, I'm afraid he will really be dragged out and slaughtered.

The face of the strong is the most important.

How could it be possible to have a good talk about killing someone else’s junior.

"This is just a small punishment for your crime!"

Xia Mang said, taking a sip of tea.

Killing Jian Wushuang was a lot of trouble for him, but he couldn't easily let it go.

Disguised and went inside the Daxia royal family.

At the very least, he had to figure out what Jian Wushuang was going to do.

However, he didn't tell anyone about Jian Wushuang's identity, only he knew it.

But the powerhouses under his command were not all the Emperor Daxia.

Nowadays, some people have been checking what Xia Mang Guanyu has done in recent years in Daxia Imperial City.

The air gradually condenses.

A figure in black clothes and a mask appeared behind Xia Mang, then took out a piece of jade slip and disappeared into the air again.

Grasping the jade slip, Xia Mang didn't care about Jian Wushuang who fell to the ground, and said to himself: "You should have been recruiting private troops, expanding your armaments, and using the name of the Xia Mang family on the major silver horns. You have pledged a lot of sacred stones, and your approach is not like an inheritor at all!"

Although the inheritors are mysterious, there are already several in the realm of Daxia.

And the relationship with the royal family is very good!

Therefore, Jian Wushuang's identity is not so scary to him. Although he saw that person shot that day, he could also see the attitude towards Huiqing and the immeasurable attitude later on.

Inheritors also have distinctions between high and low.

Just now he and someone went to visit Huiqing, and he will let Huiqing come to recognize people.

If Jian Wushuang's status is very high, then let Huiqing take it away, which is regarded as a face for Huiqing.

If the status is average, and Huiqing is not familiar with it, it won't be that simple.

Jian Wushuang's strength and potential are astonishing.

Keeping it is also a scourge.

After a long delay, Jian Wushuang finally got up.

Just now, he didn't hurt him seriously. The reason why he got up so late was because people arrived and he didn't need to pretend to be.

"Haha, don't pretend, it's a showdown!" Jian Wushuang touched the blood donation at the corner of his mouth.

Xia Mang leaked a puzzled expression!

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Great Summer Imperial City.

In Dongcheng, somewhere inconspicuously secluded in a small courtyard.

Huiqing had just sent away a few emperors who came to discuss the Taoism, with a deep smile on her face.

"good!"

Black monk!

Just about to turn around, a person appeared behind him, the shadow powerhouse of the ancestor Xia Mang.

"His Royal Highness Huiqing, I'm bothering you!" The shadow revealed its true appearance, but the whole body did not reveal a trace of breath or face.

Huiqing was a little surprised, but didn't panic.

Although the opponent is Tier 5, he can be treated calmly.

"This senior, I don't know what to do with me!"

Shadow took out a portrait with Jian Wushuang's appearance on top, and then whispered: "I wonder if your Royal Highness knows this inheritor named Jian Wushuang!"

After seeing this painting, Huiqing's face was shocked!

Jian Wushuang!

once!

When he was in the world of Tongtian Buddhism, his relatives were several masters, and Dao Guo was the Great Siyu of Duhua. Now that the master fell, Dao Guo was crushed by the Immeasurable Buddha himself.

Fortunately, he restored the ultimate way, Zen Ji!

The black robe represents his avenue.

The head of the monk represents the past!

The future and the past!

He lives now!

Combine the two.

All this is because of Jian Wushuang's appearance!

It is also because of Jian Wushuang's philosophy.

Thousands of years ago, he had never believed the news of Jian Wushuang's fall. Now that he heard the news of Jian Wushuang again, no one was happier than him.

"I know!"

Jian Wushuang once took him to kill the army of corpses, and even when he was about to fall, let him do it in one step.

In today's Qishen Temple.

If you say that you have the best relationship with the people in the world of Tongtian Buddhism, Jian Wushuang is probably the only one left.

The life-saving grace has never been forgotten.

Young girl Jiang Shang stood aside, and she was a little moved when she saw Master Huiqing's face.

He heard the master talk about Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang is also a teacher and a friend for Huiqing.

Without Jian Wushuang, he had fallen a long time ago, and without Jian Wushuang, he wouldn't be able to gain Dao. Maybe he would continue to reincarnate.

The two entered the Temple of Qishen together and fought side by side.

Life and death friendship!

"This senior, where did you get this painting?"

Jian Wushuang in the painting is exactly what it looks like in Xia Mang's courtyard.

Huiqing was a little moved and asked quickly.

The shadow powerhouse, seeing Huiqing's excitement, had an answer.

If Huiqing's performance is mediocre, I'm afraid he won't mention it again, but if Huiqing is like this, he will have to bring Huiqing there.

The shadow powerhouse clasped his fists and said, "His Royal Highness, come with me! He is within the imperial city."

"Great!"

The two figures flashed, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com left the courtyard directly, leaving only Jiang Shang.

When it reappeared, the space change had already reached another space in the Imperial City of Great Xia.

The ancestral temple of the Xia Mang clan is not in the same space as the imperial city.

It belongs to a movable Dongtian mansion.

Swish! !

After the shadow powerhouse arrived in the cave, his eyes suddenly changed, and he calmed down just as he was about to speak.

Although Hui Qing is strong, she can't capture the every move of the fifth-order emperor.

"What about people?" Huiqing scanned the surroundings and found that the scenery in that portrait was the same as here.

Obviously it just came out!

But now, there is no shadow of Jian Wushuang, only the ancestor Xia Mang sitting there drinking tea.

"People were killed by me, let you come just to tell you!" The ancestor Xia Mang changed his normal, his eyes were very cold, his aura was much more hostile than before.

killed?

Huiqing's complexion changed, and then he was furious. This was the first time he became angry, and said in anger, "Do you dare to kill the inheritor?"

"Hmph, why don't I dare, he is just a Taoist monarch, killing my offspring, sneaking into the imperial city, stealing treasures, he is damned!" The last three words of the ancestor Xia Mang gritted his teeth.

But Huiqing's breath suddenly soared, and it was almost impossible to start.

This made Xia Mang a little surprised. He immediately stood up and said angrily: "Don't talk speculatively, see off the guests!"

"By the way, take his body away!"

"Leaving him to the corpse is also for your face."

After leaving this sentence, the ancestor Xia Mang left the thatched cottage.

However, Jian Wushuang's body appeared out of thin air on the ground, without a trace of vitality, the divine body collapsed, and the source was exhausted.

This is very similar to being in the Great Wilderness back then!

Huiqing's eyes were red, her hands slowly folded, and she said silently, "Good!"