Chapter 2450 Martial God Wushen!

Although Wu Shen is the adopted son of the backer king of the Nantian Dynasty, in terms of seniority, he should be called uncle during this twilight.

However, from the beginning to the end, the little prince never called him that! In his opinion, this Wu Shen is a subordinate of his grandfather!

Sometimes, he even secretly said that he was the running dog of his grandfather's patronage of the King of the Mountain!

Duan Mu has always been disrespectful to Wu Shen, and Wu Shen, because of this little prince, has the blood of the backer king flowing in his body after all, so he has never cared about him.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, there was only a sound coming from the sky.

After hearing that sound, all the warriors present raised their heads and looked up at the sky.

I saw a mighty and peerless figure moving wildly in the sky. The sound just now was the sound of friction between the body and the air under the rapid movement.

The speed at which the figure passed left a long dark gap.

It was his speed of breaking through the void that was too fast and fierce, constantly shattering the void, leaving this long space crack.

"Wu Shen! This one must be Wu Shen, the great grand bao of the Southern Heaven Dynasty, known as the God of War!"

"He! It must be him!"

"Wu Shen! The existence of the god-king triple heavenly realm! It is rumored that his combat power has reached the invincible realm of the god-king triple heavenly realm!"

"It was once said that Wu Shen is the number one person in the God-King Third Heaven Realm!"

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Looking at the peerless figure in the sky, one after another startled cries sounded.

"This pretense!" But Duan Mu, looking at the figure in the void, said with disdain.

Then, I saw that peerless figure move violently again, looking down towards the square below, but it arrived in the next moment, and landed on the square not far from the crowd.

"boom!"

A burst of violent sound echoed immediately, and everyone could only feel that the ground under their feet trembled at this moment.

Wushen, the Great Taibao of the Southern Heaven Dynasty, was tall and burly, with a square face and a resolute face. He had short hair that was only one inch long and wore a golden battle armor, as if a golden armored god descended from the sky!

At this moment, although he stands proudly alone on this battlefield, with his arrival, a person gathers towards the area where he is located in an instant.

At this moment, he seemed to be the focus of this world.

"This, pretending to be a fake!" Seeing a person walking towards that direction, Duan Mu said these three words coldly again.

Then, he also walked in that direction.

Wu Shen had a solemn face, his resolute face was calm, without the slightest expression, just like that, he stood there quietly.

When the breeze blew, the golden battle dragon cloak behind him fluttered with the wind, majestic and majestic.

"If there are living beings ten feet above this seat, they will be wiped out!" Seeing each of them approaching, Wu Shen spit out slowly.

Upon hearing his words, the walking steps of both pairs stopped suddenly,

Quite a few people have even started to step back, staying ten feet away from him.

Such an iron-blooded person must do what he says.

Seeing everyone retreating, Wu Shen raised his head and looked at the sky. At this moment, it was almost noon!

And the time when he sent someone to challenge the Son of Desolation that day was exactly at noon!

But after Wu Shen glanced at it, he lowered his head, still standing there quietly and proudly, motionless, as if he had become one with the heaven and the earth.

"Why hasn't the Holy Son of Heaven come? Could it be that he is really afraid?"

"It shouldn't be! If Tianhuang Shengzi was really afraid, then he wouldn't agree to today's battle yesterday!"

"However, it's almost noon, but the figure of the desolate holy son is still not seen! Let alone the desolate holy son, even a person from the desolate holy land has not seen him!"

"Perhaps, at that time, Huang Shengzi didn't know Wu Shen's name at all! Later, when he really found out, he was timid!"

"I still think that the Holy Son of Tianhuang should appear! Since we have already agreed, if he doesn't come, from now on, he still has the face to be the Holy Son of Tianhuang Holy Land?"

"really!"

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As time continued to pass, people still didn't see the figure of the desolate holy son that day.

It was that Wu Shen who raised his head again and looked at the scorching sun hanging high in the sky!

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On the magic pendant temple in the distance of this square, at some point, two figures appeared.

One of them, wearing a Tai Chi golden robe, was the elder of the Heavenly Desolation Holy Land, Hao Li.

The other person is like a transparent mist, if you don't look carefully, you can't find that there is such a person beside Hao Li.

At this time, Hao Li spoke slowly, and asked the person beside him, "Old man Jiang, what do you think of this battle?"

Suddenly, there was only an unusually low, yet ethereal, unreal, old voice sounding from another space beside Hao Li:

"That Wu Shen, since he has suppressed the realm, it's really difficult to say this battle."

"Oh?" Upon hearing the voice's words, Hao Li's complexion changed immediately, and he said, "You are so optimistic about the Son of Heaven?"

Wu Shen has fought all his life, and his combat awareness and combat power are not comparable to ordinary people.

For Hao Li, the old man in Najiang actually said that this battle was hard to say, because he looked up to the Son of Desolation that day.

"That kid, when I saw him for the first time, I thought he was a bit weird!" The old man from Xinjiang replied to Hao Li.

"Weird? Why is it weird? Is it because he can't see through his realm?" Hao Li asked.

After that, Hao Li said: "With the background of Tianhuang Holy Land, it's not surprising that we can't see through his real realm!"

Hao Li, on the other hand, looked disapproving.

"Not this!" The old man from Xinjiang said again, and then he said again: "That day, he seemed to have discovered me hiding in that residence!"

When he heard the old man Jiang's words, Hao Li was shocked again, his old face changed suddenly, and he asked quickly: "He found you? At that time, did you hide your breath?"

"Well, that's right!" The old man in Xinjiang replied.

"How is this possible!" Hao Li said in shock.

Having known him for so many years, Hao Li is very clear about the old man Jiang's concealment.

If this old guy is hidden, even he himself will not be able to sense his existence at all.

Not to mention, a kid in the first level of heaven, a god king, and only in his twenties.

"My feeling at the time was not wrong. That kid did catch his breath at that moment! I don't know how he did it, but he did."

The old man from Xinjiang said again.

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"It's already noon, the Holy Son of Desolation, will he come or not?"

"In my opinion, the Holy Son of Desolation really didn't dare to come that day!"

"Yes! It's already noon!"

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It was noon, but at this time, everyone still hadn't seen the figure of the "Holy Son of Heaven", and they all became impatient.

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