God Emperor of Sword Domain

Chapter 502
"Fang Qiangxiao, tomorrow I will order someone to draw up an order to promote you to the captain of the Yubayashi Imperial Guard Zuoying, go back." The Emperor suppressed his displeasure, and waved Fang Qiangxiao down.

From Chaohua Wei Xicheng Captain to Habayashi Imperial Guard Zuoying Captain, he has been promoted three times in a row. Under normal circumstances, unless he has made great contributions, it is impossible to have such a fast promotion. This is obviously compensation. Compensation for Fang Qiang Xiao's legs.

Fang Qiangxiao didn't think about it at all, and replied directly: "Both legs are crippled, and I am unable to take up the post of Habayashi Imperial Guard. I don't want to eat a vegetarian meal in the corpse, but I just want to be dismissed. The seal of the captain has been handed over to the Minister of Xiangfu. Today is to say goodbye. Don't disturb Your Majesty's pleasure."

After Fang Qiangxiao finished speaking, he pushed the wheelchair himself, turned around and walked outside the hall.

Not even wanting to be promoted, Renhuang's complexion became more and more unhappy, but he couldn't get angry, very depressed.

at this time.

The little demon king Fayi suddenly stood up, walked towards Fang Qiangxiao, and said leisurely: "It sounds like you are here to trouble me. Yes, I beat you into a cripple, don't you agree?"

Fang Qiangxiao sat on the wooden wheelchair without turning his head, and said with a light smile, "Fang has killed not ten thousand sky demons in his life, but eight thousand. Even if he is disabled, it's not a loss!"

When the Little Demon King Fayi heard this, killing intent loomed in his eyes.

In fact, as early as outside the gate of Chaohua City, he knew that Fang Qiangxiao had killed a lot of sky demons, because the red light gathered by the blood curse on Fang Qiangxiao's body could almost blind the sky demon's eyes, even if it passed It hasn't disappeared for more than ten years.

The little demon king Fayi snorted coldly and said: "Those low-level sky monsters, kill them if you kill them. Those who are as noble as me are the sky monsters. Those low-level goods are no different from livestock, and they are only inferior to you lowly ants. It's just a class higher."

"There are distinct classes within the ethnic group, and the same ethnic group is regarded as livestock. Such a race will not be unjustly defeated." Fang Qiangxiao said with a light smile.

Anger once again flashed in the eyes of the little demon king Fayi, he turned to look at the emperor, and said loudly: "The emperor, I heard that the human race respects martial arts and praised the ancient god emperor as unparalleled in the world. If this is the case, do you dare to let me Experience the so-called martial arts of the human race?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in Longhua Hall suddenly became tense.

"How does the little demon king want to know?"

The little demon king Fayi raised his head and said proudly: "I, Fayi, is a descendant of the ancient heavenly demon general Fayou, and I will surely step on the pinnacle of the divine way in this life. Just ask the martial arts masters of the same generation of the human race, dare to fight me?"

As he spoke, he suddenly looked at Fang Qiangxiao again, and sneered contemptuously: "Or is your human race's martial arts at this level? Move your fingers and you will become disabled!"

These words are already bare/naked/naked ridicule.

Fang Gunxiao was furious in his heart, but in the Longyuan Army, he was a wise general, and after countless bloody battles, he was able to keep calm in any situation long ago, so he didn't lose his composure because of this ridicule.

Mo Wuming, who was helping Fang Qiangxiao push the wheelchair, couldn't help it anymore. He clenched his fist and slammed his chest, making a sound like a drum beating, and shouted, "Come on, miscellaneous! I'll fight you!"

The little demon king Fayi glanced at Mo Wuming, and said contemptuously: "Is a minion worthy of challenging me?"

"Scrap, hit me if you have the guts! If you don't dare, shut your dog's mouth!" Mo Wuming roared angrily.

The Little Demon King Fayi's eyes turned cold, and he snorted, "Okay! Then I'll let you die. However, I don't need to do anything, my guards are enough to crush you!"

After he finished speaking, he turned to the Human Sovereign, and said loudly: "Human Sovereign, since all the ants of your human race want to provoke this Demon King, then don't blame me for being cruel! Where is the competition stage?! Get out!"

As he said that, he soared into the sky, flew out of Longhua Hall, and came to the Zun Tiantai outside Longhua Hall.

Zun Tiantai was not used for martial arts competition, but Human Sovereign did not stop it.

Now that the two sides have decided to fight, even if they don't fight at Zuntiantai, they will fight at other places.

Renhuang simply set Zuntiantai as a martial arts competition platform for the two sides to compete.

All the princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty who had been watching the singing and dancing in the Longhua Hall came out, and the waiters moved out the cushions and coffee tables, and sat on the hundred steps in front of the Longhua Hall, looking down at the Zun Tiantai in front of them.

Every building in the palace is extremely magnificent, and Longhua Hall and Zuntiantai are among the most magnificent buildings.

None of the princes present thought that one day they would be able to see a contest between the human race and the sky demon in front of the Longhua Palace.

After Mo Wuming's giant spirit body awakened, his temper was very irritable, and he immediately jumped onto the rooftop and yelled at the little demon king Fayi: "Sky demon bastard, get out of here! I'll crush you to death!"

The little demon king Fayi looked at Mo Wuming for a few times, and saw that the strength of the true essence in Mo Wuming's body was at the fifth level of the Martial Ancestor Realm at most, and his face was full of disdain. He turned back to a seventh-rank Heavenly Demon Zhanzong behind him, and said arrogantly: "Go! Kill him directly, you don't need to show any face to the emperor of the clan."

The seventh-level Heavenly Demon Zhanzong took the order, spread his wings and jumped onto the rooftop.

When Mo Wuming saw the sky demon coming up, he didn't care whether the opponent was the little demon king or the sky demon war sect, he rushed forward with a roar, like a crazy giant ape.

The seventh-level Heavenly Demon Zhanzong was as strong as Mo Wuming in terms of body size. With a cold snort, he went up to him, raised his hands, and fought hand-to-hand with Mo Wuming.

Bang!
One person and one monster collided together, and the four thick arms grabbed each other and began to wrestle.

The strong arms beat each other, banging and punching to the flesh.

In front of Longhua Hall.

All the princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the envoys of the Heavenly Monster Clan watched the battle intently.

Ju Taiping, the chief official of the foreign envoy Taiwan, was in charge of receiving foreign envoys, so he sat next to Mu Gu, and Xiao Yifeng, the young master of the Holy Marquis Wufu, was also seated at the same seat.

Mu Gu looked at Ju Taiping, and said arrogantly: "I don't understand, where did you have the courage to agree to the little demon king's martial arts competition, you are looking for death!"

Ju Taiping looked a little unhappy, and said: "Elder Mu Gu, don't be too happy, whoever wins may lose."

Mu Gu smiled contemptuously and said, "Only relying on the slave of the Sky Demon Race above? The master teaches the slave a lesson, whoever you say wins?"

The slaves of the Sky Monster clan he was talking about were naturally Mo Wuming.

Not long ago, when he was in the Colosseum of the God of War, Mo Wuming fought the sky demon.

At that time, Xiao Yifeng lost a large sum of spirit stones because of this matter, and he still couldn't appease Mu Gu, which caused many twists and turns in the trade of ten thousand races.

Not only that, at that time Xiao Yifeng was also cleaned up by Ye Xuan, and when he thought of this, he became angry.

"I know this Mo Wuming. When he was in the God of War Colosseum, he was pressed to the ground by the sky demon!" Xiao Yifeng said disdainfully.

Ju Taiping glanced at Xiao Yifeng, and said with a cold snort: "Young Master, pay attention to your identity!"

The Holy Mighty Marquis Xiao Shanxiong glanced at Xiao Yifeng, motioned him to shut up, then looked at Ju Taiping, and said coldly: "Master Ju, let's discuss the matter as it stands. Too serious will really cause trouble!"

(End of this chapter)