Chapter: 2022

Jiang Huai and Li Xueyin looked at each other in horror.

Su Lingfeng took a deep breath, and with a smile on his face, he cast a glance at Fang Qinyang and others who were ashen-faced, and said, "The victory of this battle has been decided."

Hearing the words, more than a dozen holy kings had ugly faces, and no one spoke out, but seeing that the breath of life of the horse god was getting weaker and weaker, before Ning Qi punched him, he could fight back, but now he doesn't even have the strength to fight back Already, a sage king suggested: "Is this the end of the competition?"

This sentence made everyone react instantly and nodded.

"Well, it can be over."

"Ma Shengwang, let these two stop."

"Ma Shengwang? Why are you still hesitating?"

Fang Qinyang frowned.

The horse god is obviously about to die in the opponent's hands, but as the grandfather of the horse god, Ma Yuansheng is hesitant at this moment? What exactly is going on?

"The battle is not over yet. As soon as the Qing Emperor's stele is released, there will be no end to death."

Ma Yuansheng hesitated for a while, finally sighed, and said.

"Ma Shengwang's heart, I can't wait."

Su Lingfeng didn't know that he was threatened by Xiaoliu, a look of surprise and shock appeared on his face, then he cupped his hands and said with a smile.

Now that he said that, Fang Qinyang and the others immediately shut their mouths, and could only watch Ning Qi violently torturing the horse god with a livid face.

The three majestic sons, who can break through to Emperor Dou's Ma Shenji immediately, are unable to fight back in the opponent's hands today. At this moment, there are millions of monks on the field, and there are hundreds of thousands of them, all of whom are coming out to watch the show , This time the Holy Land of the Qing Emperor is a bit embarrassing. In less than half a month, what happened today will spread throughout the entire Lingwu Continent!

Thinking of this, Fang Qinyang and others can't wait to take action immediately and kill Ning Qi on the spot!

"Horse God is probably about to fall today! Qingdi Holy Land can't afford to lose this man, and there may be a big battle in a short time."

A certain saint in Hansong Holy Land suddenly spoke.

"What war?"

"Do you think there will be no backers behind this person? If he is really not a human race, I am afraid that his background is enough to threaten our three holy places."

"hiss……"

All the saintesses gasped, with worried expressions on their faces.

Like them, the holy sons of Bodhi Holy Land are even more worried. Bodhi Holy Land has always regarded itself as the only holy place in the world. Even Qingdi Holy Land had a quarrel with Hange Holy Land because of a misunderstanding before, and they sent elders to persuade them to make peace. Therefore, they did not I hope to see an uncontrollable existence appear in Lingwu Continent.

In front of them, this group of terrifying existences thousands of feet tall seemed to be the last thing they wanted to see!

"Please die."

Ning Qi looked at his bruised nose and swollen face, and his clothes were all torn, like a beggar's horse god, and smiled slightly.

Ma Shenji resisted the severe pain and opened his fist-like eyelids, barely seeing a wicked smile on Ning Qi's devil-like face, and his heart was filled with despair.

"You, you can't kill me. I am the Holy Son, one of the three Holy Sons. My grandfather is the Holy King Horse. If you kill me, you will not be able to leave the Holy Land of the Qing Emperor!"

Ma Shenji shouted out this sentence with the last bit of strength, and millions of people heard it, and immediately looked at Ma Yuansheng in silence.

"This is my business. You are dead, so don't mind my business."