Chapter 374 People Have No Way, God Punishes Them

The man who appeared suddenly seemed to have been lurking in Chuzhou City for a long time, waiting for this moment to snatch the Zhen Guojian.

He was wearing a blue robe, and his long black hair was tied up with a rough hosta.

Although he has an unremarkable face, when he holds the Zhen Guojian and faces the six top experts alone, his calm and calm posture and wild and unrestrained eyes make everyone who is watching him naturally recognized his strength.

This is a character who can compete with six top players.

Damn it, the king of Zhenbei not only wanted to refine the blood pill, but also arranged so many backhands to call such a number of top experts to ambush me and the leader of Zhujiu Qingyan's tribe. out palm.

A whirlwind rose from the palm of his hand, and on the distant city wall, a handful of broken or intact weapons, like a school of swimming fish, gathered towards Auspicious Zhigu.

The school of steel fish formed by Chi Chi's weapons melted into bright red molten iron the moment it touched the cyclone.

The molten iron is continuously condensed, impurities are removed, and it is re-condensed into a giant sword the size of a door panel that cannot be used by ordinary people.

"There is still a high-ranking martial artist in the Dafeng royal family? He was promoted after the Battle of Shanhaiguan? Impossible, there is no such person in the Dafeng royal family. But if you are not a member of the royal family, how can you use the Zhenguo sword?"

The giant python Zhujiu swam its snake's body, knocking down houses one after another, propped itself up on the edge of the city wall, and watched the man in Tsing Yi apprehensively.

Zhu Jiu asked everyone what they wanted, and they turned their attention to the young man in Tsing Yi.

But they were answered by silence.

The wizard, who was full of blood and with an illusory battle spirit floating above his head, did a divination on the spot, and then he found King Zhenbei, Ji Li Zhigu, Zhu Jiu, and the capital of Dizong Dao looking at him.

Wizard Gaopin opened his mouth, and said slowly: "Divination can't be done, he has a magic weapon to shield the secrets of heaven."

A magic weapon that shields the heavenly secrets?

The powerful men looked at the man in Tsing Yi, full of fear, and became more and more curious about his identity.

He has the smell of fragments of the Book of the Earth. He is the owner of the fragments of the Book of the Earth. In the center of the black lotus, the black human figure with thick pus suddenly sensed a familiar breath. The oil-like liquid pushed him away from the lotus, standing high in the sky, Staring at Xu Qi'an with malicious eyes, he roared:

"Who are you, who are you"

All the masters present were stunned for a moment, and a little stunned by the attitude of the Daoist sect leader. Hearing what he said, it seemed that he didn't know this person, but he did.

Wizard Gaopin frowned and said, "You know him? Who is this man?"

The pitch-black figure ignored Xu Qi'an with depraved and malicious eyes, condescendingly, and roared: "Where is the golden lotus, where is the golden lotus."

Golden lotus? !

Isn't he just Jinlian? The high-grade wizard Jinlian frowned after being enchanted.

This person not only picked up the Zhenguo sword, but also seemed to have a great relationship with Dizong. Judging from the attitude of the head of Dizong, it seemed that Ji Li Zhigu and Zhujiu didn't understand the secrets of Dizong, and only felt the identity of this unexpected guest It's getting more and more mysterious.

The woman in the white skirt stared at him intently and became interested in this matter. She didn't know what Xu Qi'an had to do with the Daoist chief of the land sect.

At this time, Xu Qi'an said slowly: "Jin Lian once begged me to help him clean up the door and become the leader of the Demon Dao. I did not refuse, but said that I would help him when I have free time in the future. Jin Lian readily agreed."

"!"

The pitch-black figure retreated tens of feet fiercely, staring at him viciously, like a beast that chooses to eat people, but is afraid of the strength of the hunter.

Hei Lian is the head of the Dizong Dao, a second-rank peak powerhouse, this person puts the words "cleaning up the door" so lightly in his mouth, Zhujiu and Ji Li Zhigu's heart sank, as powerful as them, they dare not have the slightest lax.

Not only because the other party held the sword of Zhen Guo, but also because of his own mystery and strength, which made the two northern powerhouses feel troublesome.

Are you really talking big? Well, judging by Hei Lian's attitude, it seems that Jin Lian is not completely enchanted. Although I don't know what exactly happened, but since the Jin Lian in Hei Lian's mouth pleaded with this mysterious strong man, it means that he really has such strength to think here, Wizard Gaopin felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

Every wizard who is good at divination loses his sense of security when he finds that things are going beyond what the divination indicates.

The fierce fighting stopped, and the movement here attracted the attention of the surviving people in the city and the soldiers defending the city.

As the main city of a continent, Chuzhou City has seen countless people from all walks of life pour into it in the past month. Although a large number of people died in the battle just now, a small number of people still survived.

Chuzhou City is vast, and they couldn't see the battle scene, but the terrible shock wave suddenly stopped and returned to calm, which attracted many survivors' speculation.

"Fight, is it over? Who won, the barbarians or King Zhenbei?"

"It must be King Zhenbei, definitely King Zhenbei. If King Zhenbei loses, none of us will survive."

"Go and have a look?"

"Aren't you going to kill yourself? By the way, what is going on with these people in Chuzhou City?"

The barbarian cavalry and the monster army entangled Dafeng's army, but the battle was not fierce, because the city wall had been broken, and their respective leaders and princes fought fiercely in the city.

It is no longer necessary for them to face each other life and death, but more to restrain each other.

Even a veteran of many battles or a fierce barbarian cherishes life and does not make fearless sacrifices.

Therefore, the soldiers of all parties can take time to watch the movement in the city.

Standing on the city wall, Que Yongxiu looked at the man in Tsing Yi who appeared out of the blue with some anxiety. He couldn't tell whether it was the man in Wei Yuan's very similar style of clothing that made him instinctively afraid.

It is also because of the intervention of a high-quality strong person, which will bring many unstable factors.

Probably both.

"Chuzhou City must be turned into ruins, and the surviving people in the city must die, including the mission. Only in this way can I cover up the truth about the massacre of the city. As long as there is no evidence, the King of Zhenbei will protect me, and I am dignified Even Wei Yuan and Wang Zhenwen can't do anything to me for the title of duke, the heir of the founding general, and the contribution to guarding the northern border these years.

"I hope everything will go according to the established plan. Who is this person, why can he pick up the Zhenguo sword, and there is such an expert in the royal family? I don't know his attitude. Well, Duke Huai is the Prince of Dafeng. The second grade is more important than anything else. Since this person can hold the Zhenguo sword, it means that he belongs to the Dafeng camp.

"I'm sure he will also be delighted with King Zhenbei's breakthrough and give us support."

Que Yongxiu's thoughts flickered, constantly analyzing the pros and cons.

On the other side, Yang Yan jumped onto the roof and looked at the battlefield far away.

With his eyesight, he could clearly see the changes in the field even at a distance. He saw the unknown man in Tsing Yi holding the Zhen Guo Sword.

Yang Yan looked at that figure with obvious trance in his eyes.

"Yang Jinluo, what happened? Why did the fighting stop? What did you see?"

Under the ridge of the roof, Dali Sicheng shouted at the top of his voice.

The guards and soldiers in the mission were vigilant in all directions to prevent monsters, barbarians, and even the soldiers of Zhenbei King from killing them.

Yang Yan withdrew his gaze, and said lightly: "A mysterious master appeared, and he held the Zhen Guo sword."

"What?"

The two censors, the prime minister of Dali Temple, were taken aback.

When did Zhen Guojian appear in Chuzhou? Hasn't it been suppressing luck in the Shanhe Temple in Yongzhen?

Also, the mysterious master held Zhen Guojian?

How can it be.

Back then, Emperor Yuan Jing personally handed the Zhen Guojian to the King of Zhenbei. Apart from the fact that he was already a powerful man with unparalleled combat power, there was another reason. People who were not members of the royal family could not obtain the approval of the Zhen Guo Sword.

The Zhen Guo Sword is the saber of the founding emperor of Dafeng, and he will fight in all directions with him, condensing the luck of Dafeng little by little.

Excalibur is alive.

"Then, who is that person?" Dali Si Cheng trembled.

Yang Yan shook his head and said in a low voice, "He reminds me of Duke Wei back then, the Duke Wei during the Battle of Shanhaiguan."

After speaking, he fell into silence without further explanation.

"Is that mysterious expert an enemy or a friend?" Liu Yushi asked.

"I don't know." Yang Yan shook his head, and then added:

"But since he can afford the Zhen Guo Sword, maybe, maybe he is one of the King Zhenbei's successors."

Dali Sicheng's eyes darkened.

Liu Yushi gritted his teeth and said: "So, the massacre of the city was planned a long time ago, just to push King Huai and let him be promoted to the second rank. For this reason, the Zhen Guo Sword can be used, and 380,000 people can be sacrificed.

"Three hundred and eighty thousand people, there are old and young, and they are wives, husbands, children, and old people. They just died like this. They are all dead.

"How can this be so, how can this be so, this official is unwilling."

Seeing the blood sacrifice of the people in the city with my own eyes is far more powerful than seeing official documents.

Almost all became Liu Yushi's demon.

King Zhenbei squinted his eyes, turned his eyes, and said with a smile:

"You came at the right time and broke our stalemate. The two tribes in the north have repeatedly invaded our Dafeng border, burning, killing and looting. Now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Kill them, and Dafeng's northern border will be peaceful forever."

He doesn't care who the other party is, but since he can get Zhen Guojian's approval, it is impossible for him to be a member of the monster and barbarian race.

Pulling the hatred, he persuaded the mysterious master with the old grievances between Dafeng and Yaoman, and joined hands with him to kill Ji Lizhigu and Zhujiu first.

As for the matter of massacring the city, let's wait until he finds a way to retrieve the Zhen Guojian.

Hearing King Zhenbei's words, Ji Li Zhigu and Zhu Jiu seemed to be facing an enemy, and turned most of their minds to Xu Qi'an's side, to prevent him from killing him with the Zhenguo sword.

"I'm here to kill you!"

What the man in Tsing Yi said next stunned the peak experts present, showing astonished expressions.

The smile on King Zhenbei's face slowly faded, and he stared at him sharply: "What did you say?"

Xu Qi'an ignored him, and slowly floated in the air, condensing on the height, and then, a dark, flame-like rune appeared between his brows.

His body began to swell, tearing his clothes, and the exposed skin was an inhuman black color, like black iron forging, full of explosive power.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an was more evil than the Daoist head of the Dizong, his whole body was ignited with black magic flames, like a god and a demon.

"Here, where is this sacred?"

The high-pin wizard's face was full of shock.

When did Kyushu produce such a peak warrior?

On the city wall and in the city, the surviving Jianghu people, the barbarians fighting, the northern soldiers, and the demon clan all felt this evil and powerful force at the same time.

This made them almost unable to hold their weapons, and the thought of running away surged in their hearts.

"King of Zhenbei, you should die!"

In the air, surrounded by black flames, Xu Qi'an, who looked like a god and a demon, his voice rolled like thunder, like an order issued by a god.

"King of Zhenbei, in order to be promoted to the second rank, you killed 380,000 people in Chuzhou City for your own selfishness, and every single life is dying because of you."

"The people in the northern border respect and love you, and regard you as a god, thinking that you guard the border and protect the people from the barbarians' iron heels. But how did you treat them?"

"You colluded with the Witch God Cult and turned them into walking corpses. It took a month to purify their blood with the Witch God Cult's secret method. Such atrocities are heinous."

"King Zhenbei, are you worthy of the Dafeng people who love and love you, are you worthy of the founding emperor who had a hard time starting a business, are you worthy of the heroic spirits of the ancestors in the past, and are you worthy of those 300,000 innocent souls.

"You bastard."

A voice shouted and asked, resounding through the sky.

When Xu Qi'an said these words, people who fell to the ground with arrows flashed in his mind, and they cried and begged for mercy, but were pierced through the heart by a sharp knife.

The bloody scholar shouted loudly, and after being brutally murdered, he still stared at the butcher.

Those eyes were full of despair and grief.

The young mother's desperate and painful eyes flashed past when she was protecting the child under her body but was unable to protect him, and when the child and herself were pierced together.

The face of Zheng Buzheng's second son crying in pain before his death flashed past Zheng Xinghuai's crying face.

All the innocent souls were screaming, roaring, and weeping.

Xu Qi'an's Three Views were crumbling in the wailing of resentful souls. If he didn't kill the King of Zhenbei today, it would be difficult to settle down.

Tens of thousands of soldiers from the northern border rioted, suspecting that they had heard wrong.

"He said that King Zhenbei slaughtered the city? He said that the people in Chuzhou City were made by King Zhenbei colluding with the Witch God?"

"This is impossible. The people in Chuzhou City were alive and well before, but they died when the barbarians and the monsters attacked the city. It is clear that they used insidious spells to kill all the people in the city."

Discussions sounded and echoed among the soldiers.

Some people cursed, some were puzzled, some excitedly explained for King Zhenbei, unable to accept such a fact.

Limited by their identities and knowledge, the soldiers at the bottom didn't know King Zhenbei's plan at all, let alone the secret of refining blood pills. Even though they witnessed the strange phenomenon in the city just now, they didn't have the insight to understand the scene before them.

The soldiers who slaughtered the city that day were originally corpse soldiers under the hands of the high-pin wizard.

The Witch God Sect can manipulate corpses and souls, and can stimulate blood, so naturally it also controls the means of refining blood. But the premise is that those people must be dead, and the living cannot be controlled by wizards.

Purifying the essence and blood with the method of controlling the corpse is both concealed and safe, so it has not been discovered by the barbarians and monsters. Even the warlocks have been deceived.

Because the wizard has the ability to interfere with the secrets and fortune.

Including those who have died, their souls are sealed in their bodies, and they don't know that they are dead until the blood pill is refined.

How can low-level soldiers understand the mystery.

Except for these soldiers, the surviving Jianghu people were stunned when they heard the shouts and questions.

Then strong doubts arose, thinking that the fierce and strong man was slandering King Zhenbei.

The king of Zhenbei guarded the border for more than ten years, resisting the barbarians and defending the territory. He is the strongest in Dafeng martial arts. His achievements are seen by people all over the world.

Suddenly a mysterious master popped up and accused King Zhenbei of massacring the city, no one would believe it.

"It's full of nonsense, I really hope that King Zhenbei can kill him."

"If the situation is not good, as a white man, I will also do my part for Chuzhou. People in Chuzhou are not afraid of death."

"However, that person is holding the Zhen Guojian. I heard that only members of the royal family can be recognized by the Zhen Guojian. What he said can't be true, right?"

"It's good to scold, to speak from the heart of this old man. So what about the prince, such atrocities are no different from animals." Liu Yushi trembled excitedly, spit spattering:

"This person must be a master hidden by my great imperial family. He has come to act for the heavens and attack King Zhenbei."

"Let's be honest, if you sacrifice the common people in exchange for a second rank, then I deserve to perish. King Zhenbei is wrong, he is very wrong." Dali Temple Chancellor said indignantly.

The civil officials did not expect that a strong man would stand up and denounce King Zhenbei, expose his crimes, and threaten to kill him.

Although they haven't been good people for many years, but at this moment, when this mysterious strong man reprimanded King Zhenbei, they felt the joy of "the evil can't overcome the good".

"People can die in wars, at the hands of barbarians and monsters. At worst, they will be killed. Today he slaughtered me for a whole city, and tomorrow I will kill his entire city. This is the enemy's vengeance, and he will never die."

Chen Butou clenched his fists and gritted his teeth:

"But the people shouldn't die in the hands of the king of Zhenbei. When they die, they think that the king of Zhenbei is the pillar of the great worship and the hero who protects them. But this hero swung the butcher knife at them and took their blood, just for himself. Promoted to the second rank. How sad!

"How could King Zhenbei do it? He is a dog thief, a cold-blooded and ruthless beast."

Wu Fu has his own blood, and Chen Butou has completely disregarded the identity of the other party's prince, and only feels that the death of King Zhenbei is not enough.

As for the death of King Zhenbei, what will happen to the northern border.

Heh, a prince who can sacrifice one city for selfish desires, if he doesn't die, should he wait to be promoted to a rank in the future and sacrifice ten cities?

Although the barbarians burned, killed and plundered, they did not kill as many people as King Zhenbei.

After the Battle of Shanhaiguan, the barbarians recuperated for more than ten years, and then repeatedly invaded the border, but only small-scale looting. There was no major war.

And what about King Zhenbei?

380,000 people, if you say kill, you will kill, and if you say massacre the city, massacre the city.

What should he do if he wants to be promoted to the first rank in the future?

Others also understood this truth, so the magistrate of Dali Temple grieved and said fiercely: I hope the barbarians win this battle.

The king of Zhenbei did not change his face, and said loudly: "Who are you, and why are you spitting blood and slandering this king?"

Que Yongxiu's face changed, and he suddenly clenched the hilt of his sword. This person is an enemy rather than a friend, and he came here to kill Duke Huai.

"Damn it, damn it, he's damned, what kind of bastard is it, why did you ruin my important business and Duke Huai's important business." Que Yongxiu was furious.

Hearing King Zhenbei's words, Que Yongxiu's heart moved, he stepped on the female wall, and shouted: "Soldiers, everything today is a conspiracy between the monsters and barbarians. They want to kill our King Zhenbei."

Hearing this, the soldiers in the northern border suddenly realized and were filled with righteous indignation.

"The demon clan and the barbarian clan not only want to kill King Zhenbei, but also want to tarnish his reputation. It's hateful. I wish I could kill all these rats."

"King Zhenbei guards the border and has not returned to Beijing for many years. He is a hero in our hearts. Don't be fooled by that person."

"The king of Zhenbei can't die, he is the God of the Dafeng Army, Dafeng needs him, and the people need him."

"We swear to protect King Zhenbei to the death."

The soldiers in the northern border had aroused their blood, and at worst they would die, and they would use their corpses to pave the way for the King of Zhenbei to escape.

At this time, high in the sky, Xu Qi'an threw the Zhen Guo Sword in his hand, letting it stab into the ground with a "clang".

"King Zhenbei, the Zhenguo sword has a spirit. It can distinguish between loyal and evil, and understand people's hearts. If you have a clear conscience, then ask it whether it will choose you."

Xu Qi'an faintly heard Jianming, and seemed to be wronged and complained, accusing him of abandoning himself.

At this moment, the curses in the distance suddenly stopped.

The soldiers standing on the city wall were condescending, staring at King Zhenbei in the distance, staring at Zhen Guojian, not daring to blink.

The soldiers below the city couldn't see them, and they were so anxious that they could not wait to put on their wings and fly to the city wall.

At this time, except for a few scattered battles that continued, most people stopped fighting. The barbarians, the Yaozu, and the Dafeng soldiers were wary of each other and kept their distance, while distracting their attention.

Zhen Guojian only recognizes luck, not people. As the Prince of Dafeng, my reputation is still there, so luck is still there. How could I not be able to use the Zhen Guojian? The sword stretched out his hand.

The air mechanism pulls the hilt, and it is necessary to pull it out.

Seeing this scene, the faces of Zhu Jiu, Ji Li Zhigu, and the woman in white skirt changed slightly, and they instinctively wanted to stop them, but they retreated again and again, the distance was too far.

At this time, if you want to stop it, it will be too late.

"buzz"

Suddenly, the bronze sword burst into light golden brilliance, which shook Duke Huai's air traction and prevented him from touching it.

Zhen Guojian rejected King Huai

Ji Lizhigu and Zhujiu looked at each other, and transmitted voice through the air:

"The identity of this person is unknown, but his background is beyond imagination. Don't be negligent. Even if he targets King Zhenbei, he will probably not let us go."

"The King of Zhenbei doesn't care whether he lives or dies, the competition for blood pills is the purpose of our trip."

In the center of the lotus, a pitch-black figure stared at Xu Qi'an suspiciously. It is true that this person has deep fortune, but he is not a person of great luck. How could Zhen Guojian abandon King Huai like a shoestring.

"King Zhenbei, who the hell is he? Your royal family still hides such a master? Is it some ancestor of your Dafeng royal family?" Gaopin wizard was startled.

I haven't had a chill down my spine for many years.

King Zhenbei's face was ashen, and he said in a deep voice: "From Emperor Gaozu to Emperor Wuzong, which peak martial artist can live forever? He is not a member of my royal family."

While speaking, his figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Zhen Guojian, stretching out his hand to pull it out.

"Buzz!"

The pale golden light exploded in an instant, and a wave of air rose like a sea tide, pushing King Zhenbei out. A stream of sword energy spurted on the body of the third-rank martial artist, splashing dense sparks.

The Zhenguo Sword is a magical weapon that suppresses the luck of Dafeng. This magic weapon once participated in the Battle of Shanhaiguan with the King of Zhenbei and killed countless enemy chiefs.

Unexpectedly, because of King Zhenbei's approach, there was such an overreaction.

There was an uproar on the distant city wall.

At this moment, there were tens of thousands of soldiers on the city wall. They saw this scene from a distance, and saw that Zhen Guojian despised King Zhenbei and resisted his touch.

It was as if something had collapsed in the hearts of the soldiers.

"What did I see? I must have been under an illusion. I saw Zhen Guojian resisting King Zhenbei."

"Did King Zhenbei really slaughter the city?"

"It's not true, it's not true."

The weapon fell with a "bang", and many soldiers hugged their heads in pain, muttering to themselves. Some people don't believe what they see, and they question the comrades around them fiercely, hoping that the other party will give a different answer.

Unexpectedly, the comrade-in-arms has collapsed.

Faith collapsed.

The Zhenguo Sword is a weapon handed down from the founding emperor, and it holds an extremely high status in the eyes of soldiers.

During the Battle of Shanhaiguan that year, His Majesty the Emperor held a grand ceremony to worship the ancestors, personally took out the Zhen Guo Sword, and bestowed it on the King of Zhen Bei.

This period of history is still circulated in the army, and it is talked about with great interest, and it has become part of the many auras of King Zhenbei.

Just like this, the scene of Zhen Guojian rejecting the King of Zhenbei gave the soldiers an unbearable impact.

The soldiers under the city wall couldn't see that far, and the moment there was an uproar above their heads, countless people looked up, and then, what they heard was not cheers, but the roar of collapse.

What I saw was not the smiling faces of my colleagues, but broken faces.

this

The fact is easy to guess, Zhen Guojian made a choice, and this choice was a huge blow to them.

This means that what the mysterious strong man in the sky said is true, Zhen Guojian despised King Zhenbei because he committed an unforgivable crime.

He massacred the people of Dafeng, and he was at odds with Zhen Guojian.

"People have no way, and heaven punishes them. King Zhenbei, today is your death day."

Xu Qi'an swooped down, engulfed in boundless and endless anger, dragging the monstrous magic flame.

call out

Zhen Guojian flew up automatically, and put himself in Xu Qi'an's hands. He is domineering and arrogant, he is majestic, he is like a god, but the real situation is that he is just a voice actor.

Zhen Guojian burst out with a dazzling golden light, blatantly slashing at King Zhenbei.

The No. 1 martial artist of Dafeng had a gloomy face, and he was not afraid of the sharpness of Zhen Guojian, and the long knife in his hand was turned back.

"boom!"

It was as if hundreds of cannons exploded, and the terrible shock wave swept through everything, destroying everything, and blowing away the ruins of the surrounding houses.

The soldiers overlooking from the city wall could clearly see a circular air wave spreading out in ripples. Everything touched will be turned into dust.

This scene can only be described as a natural disaster.

The long knife in King Zhenbei's hand turned into powder. This is the ultimate magic weapon refined by Si Tianjian. It cuts iron like mud and is extremely tough. Even in a third-level battle, it can emit sharp characteristics and cut the enemy.

But under the sword of Zhen Guo, it is extremely fragile.

The scarlet python seized the opportunity, turned its forehead vertically, and shot out a black light, faster than lightning, faster than thought, and hit King Zhenbei with a swish.

King Zhenbei's body inevitably stiffened, his joints were jerky, and he watched the bronze sword fall.

"die!"

The wizard in the distance suddenly stretched out his hand, and gave Xu Qi'an a firm grip.

Curse to kill.

The indestructible body surrounded by the magic flame suffered a certain amount of damage as if it had been hit, and the slashing movement was also interrupted.

King Zhenbei took the opportunity to make a move and punched hundreds of punches in an instant, and the shadows of the punches were dense. Because the speed was too fast, there was only one voice for the hundreds of punches: bang!

Xu Qi'an flew out like a fired shell, his chest was slightly sunken, and returned to its original state in an instant.

The nine fox tails were like a barrier covering the sky and the sun, spreading out in the sky behind Xu Qi'an, blocking him from falling.

Just as he stopped in the air, the wind roared below, and a jet of black mucus rushed up like an oil fountain, splashing towards Xu Qi'an with an attitude of corroding and polluting everything.

The cyan giant ran wildly, jumped up suddenly, and rushed towards the black lotus in the posture of a goshawk fighting a rabbit.

The giant sword in his hand turned into a scorching sun, and he slashed down with all his strength.

The black lotus collapsed in Peimonengyu's sword gang, turned into black smoke, and reunited far away.

Under this sword, the ground of Chuzhou City cracked into bottomless cracks that stretched for miles.

"I hate when people punch me."

This time it was Shenshu's own voice.

Behind the black demon body, there are twelve unrealistic black arms with knotted muscles, and each arm clenched into a fist.

Twelve fists fell at the same time, and the fists were as fast as afterimages.

Every punch will create a fist print with a radius of several feet on the ground.

King Zhenbei was as fast as lightning, sometimes charging, sometimes turning, relying on the warrior's instinct to avoid each fist.

The two sides started a fierce chaos in the city. Because of the imbalance in the number of people, it was no longer a one-on-one fight, and they paid more attention to cooperation with each other.

The spells of the various systems are crisscrossed, you come and go, and the entire Chuzhou City can hardly be found intact.

Houses were turned into ruins, ruins turned into pits, rivers were diverted, ponds were filled.

Since the Battle of Shanhaiguan, Kyushu has been in peace for 20 years, and this is the first time a melee of this level has occurred.

For these masters who are almost at the top, the human city will be razed to the ground after a battle.

At this time, Ji Li Zhigu took advantage of the three "own" to hold back the opponent, leaped to the front of the blood pill, and picked up the pill containing a huge amount of life essence from the ruins.

"I offer the blood pill condensed by the life essence of the common people. You, a barbarian, are worthy of it?"

Xu Qi'an was the first to kill, and he slashed at the arm of the cyan giant with a sword, cutting out thick bones, and the slashed cyan giant roared in pain.

The red and blue blood is like a fountain, which is shocking.

This sword almost cut off the arm of a third rank martial artist, its power is amazing.

It's a pity that the carving knife of the Confucian sage is far away in the capital, and it has been sealed by the academy, otherwise I would be able to beat ten Xu Qi'an and feel sorry.

The blood pill flew up into the sky, and nine fox tails rolled over. The giant python pounced on its crimson body, covering the sky and the sun, as if it wanted to swallow the blood pill in one gulp.

The king of Zhenbei, the avatar of the emperor's head, and the wizard successively fought for the blood pill.

"click"

Under the multi-party competition, the blood pill collapsed on the spot and was evenly divided into seven small fragments.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhu Jiu and Ji Li Zhigu swallowed the blood pill, and all the injuries on their bodies were repaired, their aura rose steadily, and their physique and aura unexpectedly improved.

The matter has come to this point, the wizard can only swallow his blood to maintain his own state and deal with the follow-up battle.

King Zhenbei's face was gloomy, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he was furious.

This was originally his chance, everything he planned so hard, but in the end everyone got a share of it.

This time, not only lost the princess, but also lost the blood pill.

Really lost his wife and lost his army.

King Zhenbei threw the blood pill into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it, his chewing muscles bulged, as if what he was eating was not the blood pill, but Xu Qi'an.

"Master, these are the blood essence of my people." Xu Qi'an communicated with the spirit in his heart, and had an instinctive resistance to swallowing the blood pill.

"I have a secret technique that can burn the indestructible body and make the strength reach its peak for a short time, but it needs a huge amount of blood as fuel. It will help you end this battle early."

Xu Qi'an's heart moved: "Is it the peak of your life?"

Shenshu was silent for a moment: "No, but it is enough to deal with them and I am not dead."

Xu Qi'an stared at the blood pill in his hand, and a sentence flashed in his mind: The boy who slays the dragon will eventually become a demon.

Seeing that he was silent, God didn't hesitate anymore, and swallowed the broken pieces of the blood pill.

"It's such a powerful force, it's worthy of the sacrifice of 380,000 blood pills, tsk tsk, King Zhenbei, why don't you tell me the secret technique of refining blood pills. How about we slaughter the city together and advance to the second rank together? "

Geely Zhigu stretched his body, feeling the huge energy dissipating in his body, and his joy reached its peak.

"indeed!"

Zhu Jiu spit out words, and teased: "We don't know how to refine this kind of blood pill, and devour the living beings indiscriminately. At most, it is nourishing, but it has no such effect. And you King of Zhenbei, you can sneakily slaughter a city by yourself. I'm going to be slaughtered by the supervisor. Why don't the three of us work together to refine the second and third blood pills, how about it."

As it spoke, it twisted its snake body, as if its body was itching unbearably, and it was about to shed its skin.

Wizard Gaopin sneered and said, "I don't know who will die."

The woman in the white skirt glanced at Xu Qi'an, giggled and said, "My lord will play with you again."

The Daoist chief of the Dizong didn't bother to say anything, the blood pill was of little use to him, so he didn't swallow it and hid it. It is simply a clone, he has obtained what he wants in advance:

The evil that slaughtered the city!

No matter what, I made money, and I don't mind playing with them again.

After swallowing the blood pill, the atmosphere of all parties rose sharply, and they were all full of confidence.

I have surpassed the peak, and even my fear of Zhen Guojian has been reduced a lot.

King Zhenbei tore off his armor, revealing his bronze-colored physique, and said lightly:

"This king has also broken through to the peak so far in this life. Since the blood pills are divided equally, your goal has also been achieved. Zhujiu, Ji Li Zhigu, why not join hands and kill this guy first."

Ji Li Zhigu and Zhu Jiu immediately looked at Xu Qi'an, with deep fear flowing in their three eyes.

The king of Zhenbei is bringing disaster to the east and sharing the pressure with them.

But this is a conspiracy.

This person has a mysterious origin and can drive the Zhenguo sword. In the battle just now, he was also hostile to them. If King Zhenbei died under the Zhenguo sword, it is conceivable that this person's next target must be them.

And the existence of the Zhen Guojian has substantial lethality to them and poses a huge threat.

On the other hand, Zhenbei King, he has been disgusted by Zhen Guojian, and his strength is not stronger than them, so he is not a big threat.

Zhu Jiu and Ji Li Zhigu looked at each other, and said with a grinning smile, "Okay."

King Zhenbei twitched his mouth and smiled brightly: "The alliance has been formed."

After killing this person and taking back the Zhenguo sword, I will join hands with King Zhenbei to kill Zhujiu. If this hidden danger is not eliminated, King Zhenbei will most likely die. out of compromise.

In an instant, King Zhenbei, Wizard, Hei Lian, Zhu Jiu, and Ji Li Zhigu all set their sights on Xu Qi'an.

The five masters formed a tacit agreement and killed this person together.

The changes on the field caught the soldiers, spies, and military masters who were watching on the city wall off guard.

The soldiers looked at the mysterious man standing alone holding the sword of Zhen Guo with complicated eyes.

The woman in the white skirt didn't intervene, she raised her figure and looked like she was standing by.

She stared at Xu Qi'an with full eyes, seeming to be happy, but also sad.

Shenshu, show the tip of the iceberg of your true combat power.

PS: The last chapter was originally 6,000 words. Later, I refined it and filled in the details. The number of words reached 7,500 words, but the charge is still the standard of 6,000 words.

I will open a single chapter later to thank the Silver League. It feels insincere to stay at the end of the chapter.