Shura God Emperor

Xiao Yu had known for a long time that there would be such a trick, he snorted coldly, and stamped his foot on the ground.

The two rows were sitting leaning against each other, and Fu Bo was surrounded by civilian officials. Of course, these civilian officials were also frightened by Xiao Yu's aura.

I saw an afterimage rushing towards Fu Bo, and one claw was grabbing towards him.

"Later Pill Formation Stage? Marshal Xiao, you too value yourself."

Fu Bo snorted, didn't leave the seat, and even kicked it with his kick.

A powerful breath rushed out suddenly, blasting up like a meteor driving the moon.

"Boom!"

Xiao Yu's claw was shaken back a step, but he didn't care at all, and smiled: "So, you are not in the late stage of the pill formation stage, you are in the small perfect state, but if I want to throw you out, I will throw you. Get out."

Except for Zhao Hongli, Jin Xubai and Jin Xiangan who sat first, all the people standing back were standing back, and all those sitting in the seats stood up and backed up one after another for fear of affecting themselves.

But at this moment, the killing intent in Xiao Yu's eyes was like a falcon.

Does sending a shrimp soldier want to embarrass me?

Fu Bo let out a furious rage, and hid one foot on the ground, and stood up.

The aura on his body seemed as if a black cloud was pressing down on the city, and the shock of his whole body was shrouded towards Xiao Yu.

It's like the heavy killing intent when facing thousands of troops.

Fu Bo leads Xicheng on the battlefield, how can his strength be underestimated?

It was as clear as a mirror in everyone's hearts that Fu Bo was following the fifth prince Zhao Hongli, and today is here to target this young marshal, maybe he will be a killer.

Jin Xubai looked indifferent, sipped his tea, watching this scene intentionally or unintentionally.

This so-called young marshal, no matter how powerful, is just a kid in the late pill formation stage, no matter how great, what about Liang Bai who can kill the pill formation stage Xiaoyuan realm?

The same can't get into his eyes.

Today I asked Fu Bo to test, and of course they didn't intend to kill this kid, but they wanted to see Xiao Yu's strength with their own eyes.

Of course, if it is possible, the teenager was accidentally killed, and they also saved a lot of trouble.

"Intent to kill? Not bad, but it's useless to me."

Xiao Yu snorted coldly, shaking his whole body, and the heavy killing intent disappeared in smoke.

"It's true that I can kill Liang Bai twice, but even if Liang Bai is at the same level as me, he is not my opponent!" Fu Bo said coldly.

"same."

Xiao Yu's expression was weak, with one hand on his back, and the other directly leaning up. The astonishing heavenly famine divine power was contained in the claws, showing a blood red color.

"What a strong physical power!"

Someone exclaimed the long whip.

"By the side!"

Fu Bo flipped his hand, and a short-handled broad sword appeared. He turned his hands, the broad sword flashed sharply, and the golden iron horse burst into blood.

Seven products!

"I've killed thousands of people with this knife. If you don't see the red, you won't take the knife!" Fu Bo yelled, and the **** light flashed.

Fortunately, the hall of the Jin Family Mansion is definitely big enough. This kind of hostile killing intent, combined with the vast aura of exercises that is common in Xicheng, has moved many people.

Jin Xiangan said lightly: "Fu Bo's blood knife is blessed with killing intent, and it is difficult for ordinary people to follow."

Everyone nodded secretly, Fu Bo had been doing things for Zhao Hongli for a long time, and the capital went to kill the enemy outside the city. He had much more experience in methods and actual combat than Liang Bai.

"Give you two opportunities, if you don't cherish it, then I will do it myself!"

Xiao Yu sneered, and his hand directly reached up and collided with that Li Mang.

In the eyes of everyone, no matter how powerful the body is, it is limited, and fighting against weapons is simply a way of looking for death.

"Keng!"

But who knows, a metal collision sound suddenly sounded.

Xiao Yu's **** claws actually grabbed Fu Bo's blood knife sharp light!

"how is this possible?"