I'm the MC, Why Do I Suck at Cultivation

Chapter 390

"Only ten years before the war."

In the ancient city.

As Lu Changsheng's voice came out, the monks smacked their tongue and felt shocked.

The real Tianjiao of the protoss came to seek revenge, but unexpectedly, Lu Changsheng said such words.

Only ten before the war.

The meaning of these four words means that other people are not qualified to challenge him except the top ten?

If others said this, I was afraid it would be satirized by countless people, but when Lu Changsheng said this, no one dared to satirize. Even the protoss dared not satirize, so they could only hum coldly.

"Lu Changsheng! Are you afraid?"

In the ancient city, the voice of Wu Xiang killing heaven sounded again. He was very confident and shouted loudly. He thought Lu Changsheng was afraid.

"When the real strong man of our Protoss appeared, the so-called Lu Tiandi was already silent."

"What about the previous arrogance? What about the previous self-confidence? Why is it gone?"

"Only ten before the war? Hahaha, I'm afraid I can't even beat the first hundred?"

Many Protoss friars opened their mouths and sneered.

Just immediately attracted the voices of other Protoss.

There are some Protoss friars who have just come to the ancient city of Tianxing. They follow Wuxiang killing heaven to build momentum here. After hearing these voices, they are stunned.

"I said to you Protoss Taoist friends, why do you scold so insidiously?"

"Yes, why do you suddenly speak so politely? Just open up and scold."

"A loser who dare not even fight, are you hiding and scolding? Or are you not my Protoss disciple?"

The new Protoss doesn't know the situation, so they are a little ignorant. They feel too gentle and have no attitude before the Protoss.

Especially a Protoss man. He was arrogant. He humiliated Lu Changsheng as waste one mouthful and stood there talking.

When other Protoss friars heard this sound, they hurried to one side to avoid, not to mention Protoss. Many human friars quickly slipped away.

"Why are you running? As for you? You just scolded him? Could you scold him and be struck by thunder?"

This Protoss friar is a little depressed. As a Protoss friar, isn't he respected anywhere? Who do you want to scold, who do you want to beat, how come they all become like this?

Reformed? No, it's not easy to lift the ban. You can be arrogant for a while. Now let me be a good man?

Boom!

Before he could think more, in an instant, a thunder fell from the sky. Fortunately, it was the protoss friar who only humiliated two words of waste, but did not humiliate Lu Changsheng further. Otherwise, I was afraid he would die.

When the thunder fell, the protoss friar finally knew why everyone had to avoid himself.

He was stunned and couldn't believe it. He scolded that Lu Changsheng would be hit by thunder? What evil is this? Do you want to exaggerate?

"Lu Changsheng! Don't play tricks. Dare you come out to fight? I can give you a hand."

Wu Xiang killed Tian and continued to speak. At this moment, in his eyes, there was not only self-confidence, but also some anger. He thought that Lu Changsheng had delayed to fight, which meant humiliating him.

In particular, Lu Changsheng said that only ten years before the war, he hit him in the face.

In Zuixian square.

Prince Jinwu directly put down his wine glass and said coldly, "it's really noisy. I'll fight!"

Prince Jinwu is extremely confident. In the past two years, he has long wanted to fight. If he had not been suppressed by the elders of Jinwu family, he would have done it.

"Brother Jinwu, can you? No, I'll go."

The peacock king spoke, and he was ready to act.

"A cup of tea is enough."

Prince Jinwu was so confident that he left zuixianfang directly.

Soon, a pair of eyes stared at Prince Jinwu.

Wearing a golden black robe, he stood with his hands down. He looked handsome and dusty. He was surrounded by golden flames, stronger than before. He looked at Wu Xiang killing heaven with calm eyes.

"Jinwu clan?"

Wu Xiang killed Tian and frowned slightly. He looked at crown prince Jinwu and spoke slowly.

But soon, Wu Xiang killed Tian and continued to speak.

"You Jinwu clan have a very good relationship with our Protoss. Several elders of your clan are still the mounts of some strong people of our Protoss. They have some friendship fate. Let Lu Chang be born, and I won't humiliate you."

Wu Xiangsha Tian was very confident. He looked at the crown prince of Jinwu and stood with his hands down. At the same time, he mentioned that the relationship between Jinwu family and Protoss was excellent. Several elders were still the mounts of protoss strongmen. These words were clearly humiliating the crown prince of Jinwu.

However, this is also a fact. In the early years, the Jinwu family did bow down to the Protoss and even willingly become the mount of the Protoss. Because of this, they were shamed by many divine beasts. Even in the fairy world, many forces inexplicably disliked the Jinwu family.

So it's right for Wu Xiang to kill heaven.

However, Prince Jinwu quietly looked at Xiang Wuxiang killing heaven, and then said calmly: "a war outside the city is divided into high and low, life and death!"

When the voice sounded, millions of friars were surprised. Unexpectedly, crown prince Jinwu was so confident and dared to say such words.

"OK! Today I'll let you know what rules are."

Wu Xiang killed heaven angrily. He was really angry. He had been here for a long time. Lu Changsheng didn't answer. Instead, he said, only ten years before the war.

How can he not be angry? Now Prince Jinwu takes the initiative to challenge, and his anger erupts like a volcano in his chest.

Boom! Boom!

Two beams of light rose into the sky and directly crossed 8000 miles away. They did not choose to fight in the ancient city. This is the rule of the high-level Protoss. Either wait until the real dragon conference is opened or fight outside. In a word, private wars are not allowed in the ancient city.

Eight thousand miles away.

The crown prince of Jinwu just fell. He didn't have any nonsense. A fairy sword filled with Jinwu real fire appeared in his palm. As soon as the Jinwu fairy sword came out, the temperature within a thousand miles rose sharply.

Qiang!

Without any hesitation, Prince Jinwu cut off hundreds of mountains with his sword.

Wu Xiang kills Tian is also extremely terrible. He has no magic weapon. He fights with his flesh. A pair of blue fists seem to contain the power of the road. The power of a fist smashes the void and brings the sound of dragon chanting.

The war between Prince Jinwu and Wu Xiang killing heaven is extremely terrible.

They are the peerless Tianjiao themselves, and their realm is in the immortal holy land. In the early years, they had challenged the crown prince of Jinwu, but at that time, the crown prince of Jinwu did not challenge.

Therefore, Wu Xiang killed Tian and hated the crown prince of Jinwu. After all, for him, he blocked the opportunity of the rise of the real dragon list and naturally remembered the crown prince of Jinwu.

When the war broke out, crown prince Jinwu didn't stay behind at all.

On the tenth day, a vision appeared in the sky and burned the heavens. Eight thousand miles away, the flame drowned everything. The crown prince of Jinwu was like a god of fire.

Wu Xiang killed Tian and showed great anger. Behind him, there was a hundred Zhang Fa Xiang, with three heads and six arms, surrounded by cyan light, shaking the void, and stars shaking. One or two people themselves had planned to fight to death. Naturally, they would not show mercy.

In this deadly battle, the two killed too fiercely. Under the horizontal push, mountain peaks were destroyed and spiritual veins were broken.

The war between the two has become white hot, killing the real fire.

"Da Luo Zhentian!"

Wu Xiang killed the sky with a roar. He was surrounded by the power of laws. Then the immortal power gathered and turned into an ancient seal, cracked the sky, tore everything up, and bombarded the crown prince Jinwu at a high speed.

Poof!

Prince Jinwu's left shoulder was directly shattered, his white bones stained with blood and spilled into the sky. He fought too fiercely and killed the world's spirit. Unfortunately, Wu Xiang killed heaven and smashed his left shoulder.

However, the crown prince of Jinwu was also extremely fierce. When his left shoulder was smashed, he directly shot and turned his right hand into Jinwu claw. It was extremely sharp. He forcibly grabbed a piece of meat that killed heaven. The white bones were visible and looked shocking.

"You're dead!"

Wu Xiang killed heaven and roared angrily. Firstly, it was too painful and secondly, it was a kind of humiliation. He was a high Protoss. Now he was injured like this. Naturally, he felt ashamed.

In an instant, Wu Xiang kills Tian again. His fist technique is like an invincible body. He goes forward bravely and has unparalleled courage.

Prince Jinwu was not afraid at all. On the contrary, he walked away with his fist. His flesh was bright and he was repairing his injury. However, it seemed that Wuxiang killing heaven didn't give him a chance to breathe at all.

The two men fought again, killing fiercely. Millions of friars saw it shocking. Eight thousand miles away, I don't know how many mountains and rivers were destroyed or how many miles of void collapsed.

Tianjiao battle is really wonderful.

"You say who will win this war?"

Someone made a noise and couldn't help asking.

"We also need to think that naturally, no phase killing the sky can win. After all, no phase killing the sky is the pride of the Protoss. It appeared two years ago. It has fought 72 games, but there is no 71 win and one draw. The crown prince of Jinwu is powerful, but it is slightly worse than the Protoss."

"Yes, Wu Xiang killing heaven is really powerful. Practicing Da Luo Gong is invincible and comparable to the real dragon. I think Wu Xiang killing heaven is a little better."

"Naturally, our Protoss Tianjiao is victorious, no phase adult, but the peerless Tianjiao of the 22nd heaven is also the best among our Protoss. Although the Jinwu family is powerful and born a divine beast, it can only be reduced to a mount in our Protoss."

Everyone spoke out. The protoss friars naturally support the protoss, but many human friars also favor the Protoss. After all, the protoss has been very powerful in the past two years.

"No, I think Prince Jinwu will win."

Some people say that crown prince Jinwu can win.

"Why?"

"How can you tell?"

Many people are curious. Most of them think that Wu Xiang can kill heaven. Crown prince Jinwu is really at a disadvantage. People with a clear eye can see it.

"Do you still need to ask? Prince Jinwu is a friend of Lu Tiandi. You know, luck is sometimes a kind of strength!"

The man replied, arguing, saying so.

For a moment, many friars were stunned. Some friars wanted to say something, but finally they were silent and shut up, because what this man said... Is really reasonable.

That's it. Time goes by.

The time for a cup of tea has long passed.

Thirteen thousand miles away, the two fought and pushed five thousand miles to the West. At this moment, the two were covered with blood. The prince of Jinwu was the most seriously injured, and it was no better to kill heaven without phase.

To tell the truth, Prince Jinwu did underestimate the strength of Wu Xiang's killing heaven. He suffered a great loss, not because he despised, but because he didn't expect the other party to be so powerful.

The flesh is terrible. It is comparable to a real dragon. One fist and one palm can shatter a star.

Prince Jinwu was covered with blood, and his bones were broken three or four times. If he hadn't been a divine beast, he had Jinwu blood and healed quickly, I'm afraid he would have been defeated.

However, there are also several terrorist scratches on Wu Xiang's chest. The bones are deeply visible, bloody, and the skin and flesh turn out, which makes people frown.

"It's over!"

After fighting here, Wu Xiang killed Tian and took a deep breath. His voice rang through thousands of miles and made countless monks frown. I don't know what he meant.

At the next moment, Wu Xiang killer Tian slowly stretched out his hand. Among his wrists, there was a silver dragon bracelet.

Buzzing, buzzing!

The avenue Rune diffused from the bracelet, and then the rune was branded on his flesh.

For a moment, the strength of Wu Xiang killing heaven soared wildly. His body was poured like divine iron and surrounded the divine light. Space vibrated between every move. The strength of Wu Xiang killing heaven has been greatly improved.

"Roar!"

The terrible dragon's chant sounded, and a silver dragon's virtual shadow wrapped around him. Although he was also in the early stage of Xiansheng, at this moment, his strength increased greatly, abruptly improved to a small level, and reached the middle stage of Xiansheng.

At their Tianjiao level, their combat power will be far better than the current level, so he is not in the suppression level. Reaching the middle stage of Xiansheng is equivalent to soaring nearly a hundred times his strength in an instant.

Buzzing, buzzing!

Hundreds of millions of stars trembled. At this moment, thirteen thousand miles away, the sun and moon were shining, and the night was like annihilation.

"Terror! It's said that all the great heavenly pride of the protoss will suppress their own realm and pursue the ultimate World War I. I didn't think it was true. He suppressed it in the early days of the immortal holy land with the supreme holy ware and sealed the realm. In the real world war I, he untied the prohibition. It's worthy of being the heavenly pride of the Protoss."

"Prince Jinwu will lose."

"I hope not to go too far. If you kill crown prince Jinwu, I'm afraid it will bring great trouble."

"There is hardly any chance of winning."

"Lost!"

People talked and watched the war in the distance. Now Wu Xiang killed heaven and lifted the ban, showing real strength. Destroying heaven and earth made people despair. Countless monks subconsciously thought that Prince Jinwu would lose.

"Now, do you still dare to say that Prince Jinwu will win?"

A Protoss friar sneered and looked at the friar who thought Prince Jinwu would win.

"I still believe Prince Jinwu will win!"

The latter is very serious and says so, but what he gets is all kinds of ridicule.

"Da Luo dragon boxing."

Boom!

Thirteen thousand miles away, Wu Xiang killed heaven and created a unique skill. Da Luo dragon boxing shocked the world in an instant. It was even louder than Tianlei. A ten thousand Zhang dragon shadow killed the crown prince of Jinwu at top speed.

Bang!

There was almost no suspense. The crown prince of Jinwu was blown thousands of miles away with a fist. His body cracked, and the yuan God was almost crushed. The golden blood spilled into the sky. It was terrible.

"Brother Jinwu!"

"Jinwu Daoyou!"

In Zuixian square, everyone saw this behind the scenes and their faces changed greatly. They stood up one after another and worried about crown prince Jinwu.

"Elder martial brother Changsheng, look at this posture. It's estimated that Wu Xiang killed heaven. You should help quickly."

The Supreme Master opened his mouth and begged Lu Changsheng for help.

"Yes, elder martial brother Changsheng, brother Jinwu is in danger."

The peacock king also spoke. He wanted his father to do it, but he knew that his father could never do it. It was not that he didn't help, but that his father said before he came that the fairy king didn't move, and he didn't move. Once he did, the next war would be the battle of the fairy king.

"Don't worry, brother Jinwu will win."

However, Lu Changsheng was not in a hurry, but spoke calmly.

As soon as he said this, the peacock king was stunned one after another in the drunken immortal square.

Don't talk about them. Many Protoss friars also heard what Lu Changsheng said.

After all, when the crown prince of Jinwu leaves, there is no Jinwu divine clock to suppress, so the voice will naturally be heard by other monks.

Which of the monks in the ancient city is not a strong man? As long as they want, all the voices in the city can be heard, and some really powerful monks can intercept each other's divine sense.

Naturally, what Lu Changsheng said was basically heard by all monks.

"Ridiculous! How dare you say you can win? What can you win?"

"It's really ridiculous. This Jinwu can't break through the realm in a short time when it breaks through the initial stage of Xiansheng. The real strength is the middle stage of Xiansheng. It itself is peerless Tianjiao. The gap in a small realm is a hundred times. How can Jinwu family win?"

"Lu Changsheng, you are really strong, but as far as the real pride of our Protoss is concerned, it is still not enough to see. The most important thing is that you are blindly confident. It's pathetic!"

"Yes, although you are strong, it's a pity that you are too confident. I really don't know who gave you confidence."

"The skill practiced by Lord Wuxiang is the determination of the real dragon. Although it is not the ancient method of the real dragon in the legend, it is the supreme magic power closest to the ancient method of the real dragon. The Jinwu family is beyond their power."

"I'm going to laugh to death. Return Lu Tiandi? You deserve the name... It's quite worthy, but it's too blind and confident."

The protoss friars spoke one after another. They almost realized that as long as they didn't abuse Lu Changsheng and the people behind him, they would have no problem talking.

However, a Protoss friar just wanted to humiliate Lu Changsheng, but immediately realized Lu Changsheng's strangeness and changed his mouth for fear of being hit by thunder.

However, Lu Changsheng in Zuixian square looked calmly at the war thousands of miles away.

He looked back and glanced at the protoss friars in other restaurants. His face was calm, but he spoke slowly.

"Have you ever heard of... Do what you say?"

Lu Changsheng's voice sounded, and all the monks were stunned.

They want to say something, but they don't know why, they just can't say it!

Boom!

At this time, thousands of miles away, the crown prince of Jinwu was no longer human. His bones were broken, and the yuan God was a lot dimmer.

Almost dying.

It's hard to imagine how Prince Jinwu could win this fierce battle.

At this moment, Wu Xiang's killing heaven seemed to turn into a silver dragon. In his eyes, the killing opportunity was revealed.

In his eyes, Prince Jinwu is already a dead man.

"Die!"

Wu Xiang kills heaven and turns into a real dragon. He wants to kill Prince Jinwu completely.

But at this moment.

The voice of Prince Jinwu sounded slowly.

"Elder martial brother Changsheng... I understand."