They couldn't guess the origins of the blond man, but it was normal, but because of the power of the blond man, they never even heard it. It’s not that they are ignorant, but the origin of the blond man is too mysterious.

"I am a little yelling at you. If you haven't guessed it wrong, you are like me, is it the Seventh Temple Holy King?"

Chu Linyue tentatively asked, as to whether the blond man is the Seventh Temple, he is not sure. The only thing that can be certain is that the blond man has no less than seven temples. In other words, the blond man may be the seven kings of the seven kings, or may be the eight kings.

The blond man smiled uncontrollably, and Chu Linyue was obviously a group with them. Since they are coming to kill the road, then it is his enemy. Of course he did not tell the enemy that he has several temples.

"I just yelled at you, and what I want to show is my true strength!"

After all, Chu Linyue is the sacred king of the Black Emperor Palace. Even if he knows that the blond man may be the Eight Kings, he also has the confidence to compete with the blond man.

After all, he cultivated the emperor of the Black Emperor Palace, and it was not an ordinary emperor. In terms of exercises, he is dominant. The practice of Huang Yigong’s embers can only be better than him and will not be stronger than him.

There is nothing wrong with his thoughts. The problem is that the blond man is not the ember of the Yellow Emperor. The practice of the blond man’s cultivation does not know how much stronger than the practice of Chu Linyue’s cultivation.

Because the practice of the blond man's cultivation, like the big demon god, is called the unnamed classic, a superb skill that can compete with the wild and sacred!

"Desperate Huang Quan!"

Chu Linyue has not continued to test the meaning, but to display the holy knife of the Black Emperor Palace. The desperate Huang Quanzhen is the knife that Huang Quandao created in the holy kingdom, a knife, a knife, and a yellow knife.

The owner of Huangquan Road has a great reputation in the Black Emperor Palace, and even in the three thousand territories, there is no small name. From small to large, Huang Quandao did not know how many battles had been experienced, but he never lost.

Unexpectedly, the talent of Tianzhu, the owner of Huangquan Island failed in the time of the testimony. At that time, many of the strongest people in the Black Emperor Palace thought that the emperor of Huangquan Road was a stable thing. After all, the strength of the Huangquan Taoist did not know how much the military of the same realm was strong.

Chu Linyue’s such killings, of course, are not to be discussed with blond men, but for the fat man’s life. The desperate Huangquan sickle knife killed the life, and recruited to death, there is no room for a little bit of change.

"蚍蜉撼树!"

The blond man still did not use any martial arts meaning, but raised the golden long stick, from top to bottom, and slammed to Chu Linyue. The power of terror, like the ability to tear the void, the tremors of the sky.

Chu Linyue, who has seven temples, is in the heart of a blond man, but Err. If Chu Linyue wants to kill him, he can even play with Chu Linyue.

"Boom!"

The violent collision caused the dense cracks in the earth to be as dense as a spider web. After the golden long stick broke the desperate Huang Quan, he squatted on Huanglong and squatted on Chu Linyue.

Chu Linyue’s reaction was not unpleasant, as if it were a juggling act, and the sword was placed on his chest. Interestingly, such a defense not only did not block the attack of the blond man, but the attack of a blond man became more and more dangerous.

"Hey!"

The power transmitted by the golden long stick was so great that Chu Linyue could not resist it. The sword that originally resisted the golden long stick was reversed to Chu Linyue’s own body. Fortunately, Chu Linyue used his knife to face his own, and replaced it with a blade. This knife is afraid to open Chu Linyue’s chest.

Even so, Chu Linyue’s injury is extremely heavy, and the chest can see obvious depressions. Although the blond man is not the strongest of the idols, the strength of the blond man is far more than that of Chu Linyue.

"how is this possible?"

The boss of Xuan’s mouthless mouth, I did not expect that Chu Linyue, who has seven temples, is not an opponent of a blond man. Originally, he also expected Chu Linyue to save him, and even avenge him.

It seems now that Chu Linyue can save his life, it is a problem, let alone save him. Not only Chu Linyue underestimated the strength of the blond man, Xuan has also underestimated the strength of the blond man.

"Does he have several temples in the end? How can the seven kings of the Black Emperor Palace be in front of him, can this level be weak?"

"Thinking about what the Seven Kings of the Black Emperor Palace had just said, I felt so funny. He couldn't even beat each other. Why should he yell at the other party?"

The number of gods in the distance has not only not decreased, but more and more. Whether it is Lingdao, Wei Wudi, Yu Tianyuan and Xuanwu, their battles, or the battle between the blond man and Chu Linyue, their inspiration is great.

Wei Wudi and Yu Tianyuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. When Chu Linyue appeared, their hearts were raised. The power of the seven kings, they certainly know. They are themselves, they are not afraid. However, Lingdao is also present, they are worried that they can't save the ridge.

The result of the current battle, they are very satisfied, since the blond man shouted Lingdao brother, it must be help. As for why the blond man is the brother of Lingdao, although they are curious, they do not mean to ask questions.

"Chu brother, what should I do?"

After Xuan had no time to help Chu Linyue, he whispered in the ear of Chu Linyue. Playing, at present, they must be unable to beat, only to escape, they have hope of living.

By himself, escape is equal to finding death, but there is Chu Linyue, everything is different. Judging from the battle ahead, Chu Linyue is indeed not the opponent of the blond man, but Chu Linyue escapes with one heart, and may not have the possibility of fleeing.

"Nothing, they will die today!"

Chu Linyue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said evilly. Since the high-level palace of the Black Emperor Palace has guessed that the embers of the Yellow Emperor Palace may appear, it is impossible to have no means to cope.

He didn't come alone, but came with a killer. The strength of the blond man is tyrannical, but in front of his killer, he is as small as an ant, and can be killed in a blink of an eye.

"This is what you forced me! You are all dying!"

Chu Linyue’s face is distorted, and the hatred in her eyes is like a river of water. Without killing a blond man, it is really difficult to eliminate his hatred. It is really difficult to explain to the high-level officials of the Black Emperor Palace without killing the butterfly dance.

"Cong, please, emperor, soldier!"

Just listening to Chu Linyue’s words, Lingdao’s face changed abruptly, and Wei’s invincible, blond man and Yu Tianyuan’s face also became extremely ugly.