Chapter 251 Everyone fights

Saren Agu smiled and said:

Before your master left with Emperor Gaozu of Dafeng, he often played chess with me. We used heaven and earth as chess and sentient beings as our pupils. Sometimes, it took more than ten years to achieve results.

He gently whipped the sheep-driving whip, and the formation on the surface of the Bagua Platform was shattered.

Then we have to have a good walk in this game of chess.This chess piece is called Wei Yuan.

The supervisor took a sip of wine and fell down. Saren Agu's body twisted like a brain wave, and it took him a while to return to its original state.

In the distant Jingshan City, this rebuilt city suddenly swayed, like an earthquake, the newly built hall collapsed, and the ground cracked through a large crack of dozens of feet deep.

Coincidentally, my chess piece is also called Wei Yuan.

Saren Agu shook the sheep whip, rolled up a piece, and landed it on the board.

Above the Star Gazing Tower, in the densely packed clouds, a lightning bolt as thick as a bucket suddenly slashed, but it fell on the supervisor and disappeared halfway, as if it had slashed into another dimension of space.

It was a hasty thing to make trouble for me in Dafeng's territory.

The supervisor nodded slightly, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and did not rush to make another move, and said with a smile:

However, the style of playing chess is very similar to that of the teacher. It turns out that he learned it from you.I just don’t know if the pedantic and acted like a person, and he inherited it from you... Confucian saint!

As the son, called Confucian Saint, streams of bright red blood oozed out from the wizard's robe on Saren Agu's body, and disappeared in an instant.

The distant Kang State set off a huge tsunami.

Saren Agu's face seemed a little pale and said lightly:

In my opinion, even if he acts voluntarily, even if he betrays the Witch God Sect, it would be better than you, the evil deed of killing your master.During his time in charge of the Great Conquest, he never fought with the Witch God Sect... the Witch God!

The sheep-driven whip rolled up a chess piece and landed on the chessboard.

The supervisor did not change at all, but instead poured out the wine in the glass, shaking off the dark clouds above his head.

In Dafeng's territory, as long as Dafeng does not perish, he will be an invincible existence under the super level.

The supervisor narrowed his eyes and said: The uprising of Emperor Wuzong back then was the general trend. Five hundred years ago, the treacherous ministers favored him and wanted to enjoy themselves, which led to corrupt officials rampant and the people were in poverty.The teacher believes that giving time to Dafeng can always clear up the slightest and restore the administration to the clear and clear light.

But I felt that if you don’t destroy it, you won’t be established. Dafeng needs to go through a fire and then I won.These five hundred years of peace and prosperity are the best rewards I have taught him.

Saren Agu slowly walked to the edge of Bagua Platform, overlooking the capital, and said: Today's Dafeng is very similar to five hundred years ago.

The supervisory way: No one can break or establish.

After five hundred years, I am still the same supervisor as before, without any change.

……

Saren Agu?

Xu Qian suddenly realized and revealed the name of the great wizard of the Witch God Cult.

Only one grade can deal with first grade.

The Witch God Cult plans to build the Dragon Vein of the Great Feng, hoping to incorporate the Central Plains into the territory and turn the Great Feng into a vassal state of the Witch God Cult.

So, how could Saren Agu miss today's grand event?

No wonder Joan of Arc was fearless.

Not stupid either!

Emperor Joan of Arc split his mouth, his expression was proud and rampant.

He seems to have a hard time controlling his emotions?

No, it’s not that it’s difficult to control, but that I never thought about controlling it. A Taoist master who has been possessed must be ostentatious, calm and restrained, but strange... Xu Qi'an’s thoughts were changing, thinking that maybe he could use the fact that Emperor Joan of Arc could be involved in the devil?

Hey, when I killed Zhenbei Wang that day, I was so happy.Oh, forget that's you, you are just my defeated general. When I was in Chuzhou, I could beat you and beg for mercy, and today I will definitely beat your dog head.

Xu Qi'an tried his best to make his expression look arrogant and arrogant.

Sure enough, Emperor Joan of Arc's face twitched slightly, and his eyes were filled with anger, but the next moment, he restrained his emotions and said lightly:

Can you anger me with a few words?

A scattered dog, I will tear you into pieces sooner or later... The little soul in Emperor Joan of Arc's body is roaring.

It has no effect. It seems that being possessed by devils does not mean that IQ is not good... Xu Qi'an was a little disappointed. If the anger of Joan of Arc just continued for even a second, he would raise his middle finger and shout at the other party:

Come here~

So when you were forced to issue a self-criticism, you were furious in the hall and were also acting?Xu Qi'an asked.

Emperor Joan of Arc sneered: Guess.

Xu Qi'an glanced at the direction of the capital without any trace and said without any expression:

I guess you took the opportunity to release the anger of the murder of King Zhenbei, or the anger at that time had exceeded your limit and you could not control yourself.

Emperor Joan of Arc did not answer, I don’t know if he was disdainful or agreed.

He turned his head and looked at the direction of the capital, and said in a leisurely tone: You are waiting for Luo Yuheng.

Xu Qi'an's face changed slightly.

Seeing this, Emperor Joan of Arc's smile widened, with a little joking and mocking, and said:

Luo Yuheng was unwilling to practice both with me, and was even dissatisfied with me in practicing Taoism, because my practice made the country weaken the strength of Dafeng, and she lacked enough luck to survive the tribulation.If she could seize the opportunity to kill me and support the new king, she might have a chance to do so.

He only heard that Joan of Arc had a weird smile and said, "I have found an interesting opponent for her."

……

Far away from the suburbs of Beijing in Nanyuan.

Luo Yuheng frowned and looked at the black shadow opposite him. He stepped on the blooming black lotus, with dark pus flowing on his body, and deep malice flowing on his eyes.

The black lotus is located at the center, within a few miles of radius, the plants withered, the animals' eyes are red, they lose their minds, they only know how to mate or fight with each other.

In the subtleties, even the insects are fighting each other.

Good niece!

Hei Lian licked her lips and made a slap sound, her tone was both evil and obscene, and she said:

Come to Uncle Master, Uncle Master will take you to practice dual cultivation and let you taste the taste of being a woman, hehehe~

Luo Yuheng's mouth twitched, and he slashed out the rusty iron sword in his hand, and angrily scolded: Get out!

The dazzling sword energy is better than the scorching sun, and the mating animals and insects died instantly, which was only affected by the sword intent contained in this sword.

The blooming black lotus gushed out the dark and viscous liquid like a spring. They rushed to wrap the sword energy, and the hissing sound soon wiped out the sword that Luo Yuheng struggled out.

How many swords can you block?

Luo Yuheng sneered, held the sword and spiraled into the sky. As he rotated, sharp sword energy shot sharply.

The sword intent fills the world.

Hissing... The Black Lotus Dao Shou was pierced by these heavy rain-like sword energy, but his body seemed to be composed of sludge from a stinky ditch, and the dark liquid flowed, repairing the pierced wound.

On the contrary, the surrounding ground exploded one sword pit after another, as if it had just been baptized by a cannonball.

The liquid flowing outside Taoist Master Black Lotus seemed to be dimmed a little.

Under the swordsmanship of the Renzong, who is not weak in attacking and killing, I think I was still a little injured.

Master Hei Lian took a deep breath, his abdomen bulged, and the ball slowly moved upwards. When it reached his throat, it squirted out violently.

Taoist Master Hei Lian spit out a long dark river, wrapping Luo Yuheng, as if he wanted to take her to fall with him.

Good niece, uncle has been greedy for you for a long time, Ah hahahahaha...

Master Hei Lian laughed wildly like a nervous person, both evil and crazy.

laugh!

The rusty iron sword broke through the turbid current, and a flash of light drove Master Black Lotus through his heart.

Luo Yuheng's figure appeared out of thin air, held the iron sword, shook his hands, and shook off the little black liquid from the blade.

She cannot be contaminated with the other party's power to symbolize depravity. Even if it is just a little contaminated, it will also induce the karma fire in her body.

But this sword is OK. This iron sword is a magic weapon passed down by the ancestors of the Human Sect and embodies the sword intent of the ancestors of the past dynasties.

Therefore, Luo Yuheng's sword was integrated into the iron sword, and the sword broke through the viscous liquid.

Ah, it hurts so much!!

Taoist Master Hei Lian covered his heart and screamed.

He was angry and suddenly felt that his beautiful and charming niece was not adorable. She was full of maliciousness and screamed:

I want to kill you, I want to kill you... I want to capture you back to practice dual cultivation, I want to capture you back to practice dual cultivation... Should I kill you or dual cultivation?Very annoying...

In a nervous roar, his body suddenly collapsed and turned into a black human face as big as a small building, composed of a dark liquid that was as sticky as syrup.

The human face opened its mouth wide and rushed towards Luo Yuheng, trying to swallow her in one bite.

The national master flipped the rust-covered iron sword and gently handed out a sword.

boom!

The human face burst into pieces and the sky was covered with dark rain.

The sword light flew out a few miles away, cut off a mountain, flew away, and disappeared from the end of sight.

Luo Yuheng stood with a sword, with a faint expression: That's it?

I decided that I would kill you.

The body of the Black Lotus Taoist Shou reunited, and his breath became a little dimmed a little.

This annoying niece, please kill it.

Jinlian asked me to help and join forces to deal with you. I don’t want to help him. I just don’t want to take risks and it’s all about myself.However, there is someone else who asked me to take action this time.

Since he spoke, I might as well show some real skills.

Luo Yuheng gently bit his fingertips, wiped the rusty iron sword and said softly:

Black Lotus, you can run away.

Confident and domineering.

……

Emperor Joan of Arc laughed wildly, and Xu Qi'an's slightly discolored appearance directly touched his heart. As a demon who exaggerated his emotions, he enjoyed such a crushing feeling of IQ.

Let this self-conceived savior understand how ridiculous and humble he is.

It is really hard to kill a warrior at the top of the third grade, but it doesn’t matter, you will soon taste the ultimate fear.

Emperor Joan of Arc looked at him jokingly, looking forward to seeing vigilance and confusion in Xu Qi'an's eyes, as well as a hint of panic.

But what he was waiting for was Xu Qi'an's laughter:

You are saying so much nonsense to me, you are waiting for King Huai.

This time, it was Jeon Arc's turn to change his face slightly and he narrowed his eyes.

He stared at Xu Qi'an with some vigilance and confusion, and shouted:

Your mind doesn't seem to be a decoration, but so what do you know? Can anyone else stop an immortal warrior?

Xu Qi turned a deaf ear to the body of Emperor Yuan Jing in the distance. The person who controls the secret technique of One Qi Transformation of Three Clears will be able to re-cultivate two clones as long as one clone is not dead and given enough time.

Of course, the beheaded body cannot be resurrected, and the body of Emperor Yuan Jing is already dead.But King Huai is different. King Huai is a third-rank martial artist.

After entering the third level, Xu Qi'an knew very well that as long as he could pass through enough qi and blood power.

I can't find a third-grade martial artist, but who said that the one who blocks the third-grade must be the third-grade?Xu Qian asked with a smile.

Emperor Joan of Arc's face darkened.

He looked at Xu Qi'an with a cold look, and his tone was stern:

Do you know how King Huai was resurrected?This is my third purpose of killing Wei Yuan.

Come to Ah, hurt each other.

Xu Qi'an's smile slowly converged, and he squeezed out three words from his teeth: You are looking for death

The war broke out instantly.

……

A figure flew in the air, wearing heavy armor, with handsome facial features, somewhat similar to Emperor Jing of Yuan, with a pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes looking down on the coldness.

King of Zhenbei.

He rushed from the direction of the imperial tomb. After the body was transported back to the capital from Chuzhou that day, Emperor Jing of Yuan was annoyed all civil and military officials and fought with him because of Emperor Jing of Yuan's attempt to cover up the case of the Huai King's massacre.

The Dukes led all the ministers to surround the Meridian Gate, and there was constant cursing and a lot of controversy.

Under such a premise, no one paid attention to the corpse of King Huai. After all, competing with a corpse is not very meaningful, and fighting with the emperor is the top priority.

Including Xu Qi'an and Zheng Xinghuai, they only focused on the situation in the court at that time and ignored the body of King Huai.

Little did they know that this was what Emperor Joan of Arc deliberately did.

The body of King Huai has been hidden in the imperial tomb and he has just recovered recently.

Xiū!

The flying sword broke through the air and took the head of Xiang Shang, the king of Zhenbei.

The King of Zhenbei waved his slap lightly, and a sharp ting sound, the flying sword flew backwards.

He paused his feet in the void and looked to a high place where two flying swords were hanging, each flying sword stomping on two people.

They are swordsmen with green shirts, monks with simple monks, young girls with wheat-colored skin, and beautiful women in Taoist robes.

I said who it is? It turns out it is you!

The King of Huai sneered and shook his head repeatedly: Just because of you a few native chickens and dogs, can you dare to block my way?

He thought Xu Qi'an had any trump card.

That's it?

Chu Yuanzhen, Li Miaozhen and Lina, either turned around or turned their heads, looking at Master Hengyuan who was suffering and deeply hated.

Amitabha.

Hengyuan folded his hands together and said in a deep voice: The donor slaughtered 380,000 people in Chuzhou. I am so heartbroken, but I didn’t have the opportunity to teach you how to be a human being…

Chu Yuanzhen interrupted with a smile: Master, don’t bet, just do it.Our mission is not only delayed for a quarter of an hour, but also tried to destroy his combat power.

Hengyuan pondered: It’s reasonable!

There is indeed no need to worry about people who are extremely guilty and evil. They should make them surrender with the angrily posture of Vajra.

A relics floated above Hengyuan's head, blooming with clear and soft golden light.

Then, he took out a page of paper from his arms and ignited his hands.

Congratulations on the core ability of the sacrifice!

In the dark void, a figure wearing a cassock and kind-eyed figure descended. After being merged with the relics, this inreal phantom condensed instantly.

This is an Arhat, a second-level Buddhist, an Arhat!

Of course, even if the heroic souls summoned are bonuses, they cannot be equivalent to a true Arhat.

But with Hengyuan as the main force and Li Miaozhen and others assisted, they could barely hold up a third-grade peak warrior.

Seeing this, King Huai raised his eyebrows: It takes no more than a quarter of an hour to deal with you.

He looked contemptuous on the surface, but he was alert on the inside.

Master Hengyuan folded his hands together and lowered his head to recite the scriptures. One by one, the golden Buddhist scriptures that looked like substance floated out of his mouth, gathered into a golden river, and rushed towards the King of Zhenbei.

King Zhenbei staggered, his head was so painful that he had a strong idea of ​​suicide. He could no longer stand in the air and fell downwards.

The seventh-grade mage is best at salvation!

If the dead soul is liberated in the reliance of the world, it will return to heaven and earth.

If you are a living person, you will have a strong idea of ​​suicide and want to turn yourself into a dead soul. If you don’t want to die, the Buddhist sect will say: No, you want to die.

Lina was the first to jump off the flying sword. The little black skin in southern Xinjiang was always the first in the fight. She was like closing her hands and feet, shooting towards the earth like an arrow. When she approached King Zhenbei, she suddenly spread her limbs and walked around behind King Zhenbei.

At this time, King Huai was still in a state of dimness and the world was in a state of gloomy. Lina hooked her legs against the third-rank warrior's tiger waist, hugged his arms with both hands, scolded her, and pulled his arms back with force.

As worthy of being a genius girl from the Power Gu tribe, she fought with the Huai King for a stalemate for a few seconds.

Xiū!

Chu Yuanzhen pulled out the ordinary iron sword from his waist and shot away.

Li Miaozhen raised his right hand and looked at the King of Zhenbei.

Gralala... His armor, clothes, belts, shoes, etc. were all betrayed, either tightening his waist or tightening his collar, which made King Huai inconvenient to move and helped Lina in disguise.

Chu Yuanzhen's iron sword arrived immediately, stabbed in the middle of Huai King's eyebrows, without exploding a powerful aura, because this sword was the Heart Sword.

The heart cuts the soul.

The people of the Tiandihui took action tacitly and fought for a wave of control, controlling this third-grade peak warrior for more than five seconds.

As the main force, Hengyuan naturally would not miss this good opportunity. While reciting, he would not kill animals, but raised his fist as a big iron pot, and the attack like a storm fell on the King of Zhenbei.

The precepts of the Arhat fruit position are enough to force the Huai King to control for a long time.

Dangdangdang!

The fist hit the body of the third-grade martial artist, and the waves that could kill the martial artist under the bronze and iron bone realm at will, and Lina, who clamped the arm of King Huai, kept bleeding.

The aura of Huai King was difficult to stabilize.

boom!The armor on the King of Zhenbei exploded, Lina threw it away like a kite, and the martial artist's domineering aura destroyed everything around him, including Master Hengyuan.

Lina's arms were twisted and bent, her bones pierced with flesh and blood, and she lost her fighting power on the spot.

From the very beginning, the mission of the Tiandihui people was not to snipe the Huai King, which was not realistic.

First of all, Hengyuan invited the heroic soul of the Arhat back then, and his strength was definitely not as strong as the true body. Even if the Arhat came in person, it would be difficult to kill a third-grade peak warrior.

Secondly, this heroic soul can only last for a quarter of an hour, and want to kill a stinky and hard high-quality warrior?

Finally, the third and fourth grades are different. The strength gap is too big. The opponent can make mistakes countless times, and the one-side makes mistakes, perhaps it is a team-destroyment.

King Huai is a cruel and ruthless person. He is well aware of the principle of taking advantage of others' illness and killing others. He does not show mercy because the other party is a woman. He is about to kill the barbarian woman in the southern border with one punch.

Master Hengyuan put his hands together: Do not commit murderous precepts.

Huai Wang's fist was paused, and it was difficult to punch again.

Li Miaozhen seized the opportunity, aimed her palm at Lina, and swung her hard, throwing her far away.

She was not worried about Lina's injuries. The defense of the masters of the Streng Gu Division was not as perverted as the martial artists, but they had extremely strong recovery. Normally, as long as they did not die, their injuries could be recovered. The repair time depends on the severity of the injury.

Lina was severely injured by a ghost in the underground palace and was fatally injured. After sleeping for a night, she was as good as before.

There are four missing one in the world, and only three people are left.

Chu Yuanzhen and Li Miaozhen are worthy of being the mainstay of the Heaven and Earth Association. One man uses the Mind Method of the Human Sect to control hundreds of flying swords, and the other man throws out magic weapons such as soul-summoning banners and soul-capturing bells, trapping King Huai in the formation.

With Hengyuan as the main force, the two sides are fighting in full swing.

During the fierce battle, hundreds of flying swords were exhausted, either broken into iron blocks or melted into iron, and the magic weapons brought by Li Miaozhen from the sect were finally completely exhausted.

The aura of King Huai has been significantly reduced, but for warriors at this level, the loss that can be recovered by just half a quarter of an hour of breathing is irrelevant.

No, this won’t work... Chu Yuanzhen murmured in his heart.

The task of the four of them was to hold King Huai for a quarter of an hour and to destroy his combat power. With the relics of the Arhat, it would not be difficult to delay for a quarter of an hour, but it would be difficult to severely damage King Huai for a quarter of an hour.

If King Huai is allowed to support Joan of Arc in his peak state, the two will be one, and Xu Qi'an will undoubtedly lose.

The fusion of a third-grade peak and a second-grade master will undergo a qualitative change.

King Huai stared at the swordsman in blue with cold eyes, sneering:

Chu Yuanzhen, if you are not good at the top scorer, what kind of sword to practice?After practicing for so many years, I have developed a bunch of embroidery needles that are not painful or itchy.I have experienced two dynasties and have overlooked the court for nearly a hundred years. I have seen too many people like you who think you are a scholar.

The scholar's enthusiasm is the most useless thing. Resigning from office and practicing swordsmanship seems to be free and easy, but in fact it is stupid.What have you learned over the years?What can you do if you are not satisfied with my practice of Taoism?The three-foot green peak in your hand can hurt me at all?

This man was very talented and had a top scorer in high school back then. He was so proud that he was very angry. Unfortunately, because of a small matter, he had resentment towards him, the king of a country, and he resigned from his post to practice swordsmanship.

Now it's all gone.

Extremely ridiculous.

King Huai stared at him with a cold gaze while talking, his eyes faintly, and he chose someone to eat.

What does it feel like to be locked by a third-grade master on one side?

Chu Yuanzhen realized it.

He stood there blankly, his shoulders as if he had carried two mountains, his hair was standing up, and his hands and feet were shaking slightly.

King Huai sneered, the fourth and third grades were like the difference between immortals and mortals. He did not take this top scholar who abandoned books and practiced swords seriously.

Amitabha!

Master Hengyuan stepped forward, and the Buddhist lion roared: Kill the thief!

Kill the thief’s fruit position!

The arhat that was melting into his body emerged, and he became the angrily eyed Dharma image in the sky. The dazzling light constructed a mysterious pattern on the surface of the Dharma image.

The most powerful and fierce breath fills the world.

The Dharma Image's eyes suddenly emitted golden light, covering the King of Huai into it.

The King Huai, who had already had a premonition of the crisis, could not avoid it, as if he had been hit by a destiny curse. The next moment, his eyes erupted, and two bloody black holes appeared on his face.

Blood was oozing from his nostrils, mouth and ears at the same time.

Bleeding in seven orifices.

King Huai was knocked on his forehead with a stick, and he stumbled back and fell back.

After this blow, Sarizi fell back into his body, and Hengyuan's entire energy and spirit fell rapidly. It was obvious that his remaining energy was exhausted and he had no power to fight.

King Huai let out an unbearable roar of pain, and the blow caused great trauma to him. He covered his face and bent his spine.

Li Miaozhen lowered the flying sword and swooped towards Hengyuan, trying to take him away.

But after losing the restraint of the Arhat relics, she realized how terrible the third-rank martial artist was, and she couldn't move.

The five fingers of King Huai are holding the empty fingers, which makes Li Miaozhen unable to move for a moment. I think if the five fingers are holding the solid fingers, this saint of Tianzong will be crushed to pieces.

Chu Yuanzhen opened his eyes wide and looked at this scene. The Qingfeng sword on his back, which had never been unsheathed since he traveled through the world, suddenly trembled.

King Huai was about to kill Li Miaozhen, as if he had some sense of consciousness, turned his head suddenly and looked behind him.

The Qingfeng Sword trembled extremely violently.

oh?You Chu Yuanzhen still wants to draw a sword?

King Huai asked with a sneer: "Ant, do you dare to draw a sword against me?"

The fourth grade is no different from an ants.

Chu Yuanzhen's hands and feet trembled, his pupils were scattered, and the past was like smoke, and today they were surging in his heart.

Chu Yuanzhen was an orphan since childhood and was adopted by a childless couple. After the couple died of illness, he studied under a great scholar.

His ideals and knowledge all come from the great scholar who died in the Golden Palace. His teacher was first-class in knowledge, but unfortunately he could not become an official. His bad temper made him difficult for him in the court.

When I teach Chu Yuanzhen, the most common thing I say is, don’t learn from me.

In the 27th year of Yuanjing, Chu Yuanzhen was the top scorer in high school. His teacher cried with joy and patted his shoulder. The first thing he said was, "Don't learn from me."

All the top students in the past are those with great prospects.Just need to be a little smoother, remember to be with the light, and are you still afraid that it will be difficult to show your ambitions in the future?

Chu Yuanzhen has learned from his teacher's past, and he is not pedantic and has a hot heart.

In the same year, Yongzhou suffered a severe drought, and the people had no harvest. The court was unfavorable for disaster relief, which led to starvation everywhere.

It was at this time that Emperor Jing of Yuan opened the furnace to refine alchemy, and one large pill per season, which consumed tens of thousands of silver.

The scholar who was scorned by his colleagues for being a merciless scholar denounced Emperor Jing of Yuan in the Golden Palace. Every word was like a knife, and then he hit his head against the pillar and died.

The emperor said: I am so happy to be loyal to you for your righteousness.

No one dares to save.

Before his death, the teacher of the teaching master grabbed Chu Yuanzhen's hand tightly, and the last words were still the same: Don't learn from me...

But Chu Yuanzhen still left, left the court, and since then he walked around the world with a sword.

Because I can't calm down.

After all, I can't calm down!

Chu Yuanzhen shouted: Unshelf!

With a clang, the three-foot blue peak behind it soared into the sky.

The sword was finally unsheathed.

Today I will show you, who has any unfair things?

boom!

The ground was raised, and soil, yellow sand and gravel soared into the sky, following the Qingfeng Sword.

In just a moment, a hundred feet long earth dragon appeared behind Chu Yuanzhen, and rushed straight into the sky, with the dragon head being the Qingfeng Sword.

When you start a sword, you are already so brave.

go!

Chu Yuanzhen pointed at the King of Huai with his fingers like a sword.

The earth dragon, which was soaring upwards, lowered its head and fell back to its owner's side, wandered three times, and then whistled out with Chu Yuanzhen's sword finger.

King Huai had already realized the power of this sword. When Chu Yuanzhen handed out his sword finger, he retreated quickly, his body moving left and right, as fast as a ghost.

At this time, this swordsman who was unusual and based on martial arts as the foundation, and he and his own secret to nourish the mind showed an extremely unreasonable side.

The Qingfeng Sword broke away from the dragon's body, flashed away, and appeared again and again. In the distance, the King of Huai who tried his best to avoid stopped and stared at the big hole in his chest.

A sword pierces the heart.

Ten years of scholarly enthusiasm has been exhausted today.

The King of Zhenbei screamed shrillly and his face was distorted, as if he was suffering extreme, terrible pain.

It is hard to imagine that a third-rank martial artist would scream out in pain.

The big hole in the chest cannot heal for a long time.

The breath of King Huai finally fell from the peak of the third grade.

He returned to the world with confidence, trying to kill all directions and kill his enemies, but unexpectedly he was beaten by several fourth-grade ants and his strength fell.

And those ants...

King Zhenbei endured the pain and turned his head to look at the horizon. There were only a few figures left with black dots.

The ant ran away excitedly.

Although these injuries can recover within half an hour, he can't wait that long.

He has to rush to support himself.

……

Stargazing Tower.

The supervisor smiled and said: You might as well make a bet, how long will it take for Xu Qi'an to kill Joan of Arc?

Saren Agu's face was gloomy: Are you so confident in him?