Peerless War God in City

Hooker, it's OK.

Can hear the sound and distinguish the position.

Can judge a person's position by his true Qi information.

However, Haotian can scan with divine sense, so he can feel each other ten minutes ago!

What's more, his divinity also explored.

Although the opponent is a little weaker than hooker, the quality of his true Qi is several times that of Hooke. Moreover, there is a decisive momentum in his body.

This is what hooker never had.

If the two of them are against each other, Haotian, it is estimated that huckcong will be defeated, and it will still be a complete defeat!

Three minutes later.

The wailing and fighting outside the door gradually weakened. After more than ten seconds, the sound disappeared completely.

In the air, there was a bloody voice.

The atmosphere was quiet.

Now.

Not only Yao Zhenghao, but even hooker could not help wrinkling from his brow. There was a flash of dignified color on his face.

Yao Zhenghao arranged the people outside.

Huck has never seen, are first-class good hands, and the number is not low, their combined combat effectiveness, very strong.

However, the other side, in a few minutes, can solve all these people, visible strength.

Don't underestimate it!

This man is... A little strong!

Among the crowd.

Haotian is the only one who looks calm.

He still closed his eyes, like a stone statue, sitting upright in his seat, calm.

"Step on..."

a few seconds later.

The sound of footsteps rose.

Outside the door, a burst of crisp, pleasant footstep sound, step by step, very rhythmic, indicating that the visitors are not slow.

The sound was as beautiful as music.

However, at this moment, it seems a little gloomy and strange, just like the lament in purgatory, one after another, like the evening drum and morning bell, striking in the hearts of people, as if to swallow them all.

In the middle of the hall.

At the moment, Yao Zhenghao, who had been the speaker of the parliament for many years, was shaking uncontrollably.

A feeling called timidity grew in his heart.

"Master Yao, don't panic. No one dares to move you with me!"

Huck was proud to speak again. His attitude was very arrogant and confident. However, his eyebrows were not able to help but wrinkle.

To think of it, his heart, or some small worry, at least, not as confident as he appears.

The sound of footsteps is getting louder and louder.

Finally.

A minute later.

"Boom

A loud noise, such as rough waves, wind howling.

Thunderclap through the whole hall!

Then.

People can see that big iron gate is directly opened by people, but like a Wei thin leaf, it is kicked from the outside, rolled back, and finally inlaid into the stone wall next to it.

Surprise!

Then.

The dust fell.

And in this fog, a man, stepping on a leisurely pace, step by step, slowly walked in.

His steps were light but steady. Every step on the ground made a crisp sound, and a wisp of white hair on his forehead floated like a willow in the air, which seemed a bit unruly.

The visitor is a man. It seems that he is about fifty years old, not young!

The face is very ordinary, belong to lost in the crowd, can not be found.

However, his face is very rough, and the flesh on his face is very rough, as if he often dallies with something.