Vol 2 Chapter 144: the Avengers

　　 As the saying goes, the battlefield changes rapidly.
　　 This sentence happens to be here.
　　 No one had expected that the barbarians and Zhenbei King who had been fighting for life and death just now suddenly formed an alliance and aimed their spearhead at the mysterious powerhouse holding the Zhenguo sword.
　　 At the same look at the five top masters, Xu Qi'an licked his lips, revealing a ferocious, bloodthirsty smile.
　　 "You seem to be very excited? Really think that if you have the Zhen Guojian, you can fight one against five?" Zhenbei Wang narrowed his eyes and sneered:
　　 "Look at your breath, it is also a third-rank, because the effect of the blood pill is not enough, then use your life essence to make up."
　　The life essence of the third-rank master is no worse than the blood pill. More accurately, the Zhenbei King refined the blood pill for the huge life energy to push him to the second-rank level.
　　 The essence is "huge life energy". The blood pellets refined by 300,000 people are life energy, and the essence and blood of the third-rank masters is also life energy.
　　 It’s just that it’s too difficult and too difficult to kill a third-rank one, far not as easy as slaughtering a city.
　　 Hearing Zhenbei Wang’s words, Zhu Jiu and Ji Li Zhigu licked their lips, revealing their salivation.
　　 besieged and killed a third-rank martial artist, usually there is no such good opportunity. The barbarians and the monsters are allies, two third-ranks, and although there is only one third-ranked king in the north, he has the home court advantage, with a city guard array and heavy damage weapons.
　　 is hard bones in itself, and secondly, the king of Zhenbei will definitely not defend Yunzhou City. He and Zhu Jiu couldn't stop a third grade who just wanted to escape.
　　 If you can't kill the Zhenbei King, it will only attract Dafeng's backlash. They are afraid that Wei Yuan will march north again.
　　 So there are occasional conflicts between the two sides, but there is no such large-scale battle.
　　 Now it is different. It is now five pinnacle masters who besieged and killed a third rank. Even if the opponent has the sword of the country, at most it is a needle in the barbecue. It is difficult to eat, but only difficult.
　　Under everyone's attention, Xu Qi'an inserted the Zhen Guo sword into the ground, raised his hands, held his face, raised his head, and let out a hoarse laugh:
　　 "After depressing for so long, I can finally release my power to my heart's content. Five third-grade yellow-haired boys barely enough for this seat."
　　 Then, he raised a finger and announced: "The first stage."
　　 Zhenbei Wang and the others raised their eyebrows. They only felt that the other party was not bluffing, but because of the power brought by the blood pills, they had lost their self-knowledge.
　　 Hey, Master, you are too drifting. Although you may have been very strong before you were alive, you are now only with a broken arm and a remnant soul... Xu Qi'an also felt that the state of the gods was a bit wrong.
　　 Every time an immortal body appears, the gods will become weird, and their temperament will change drastically, as if they have changed individuals.
　　 "Bluffing!"
　　 The wizard snorted coldly, spread his palms, and pointed at Xu Qi'an: "What a good..."
　　 What he wanted to say was "death", and used a curse to inflict a severe injury on this suddenly insane strong man.
　　 But halfway through the word "death", "Xu Qi'an" suddenly put his index finger on his lips, and said in a low voice in a flamboyant tone: "Hush, keep your mouth shut."
　　In an instant, the wizard only felt that his mouth was sealed by invisible power. He didn't dare to open his mouth so hard that he couldn't make a sound.
　　 Xu Qi'an then disappeared, close combat output.
　　 A round of dazzling light groups erupted, and outsiders couldn't see the details of the battle at all. They could only comprehend the fierceness of the battle through the constant explosion, thunder-like noise.
　　 Then a figure fell and flew out. After stimulating the blood, the body of the wizard of the Sorcerer Sect swelled and was originally taller than the blue giant Gili Zhigu.
　　 But now he was beaten back to his original shape, with a sunken chest, a transparent sword hole in his abdomen, his left hand was broken shoulder-to-shoulder, and the fracture was flush, it was cut by a sword.
　　 The high-grade wizard quickly retreated, energizing blood in the process, using the ninth-grade blood spirit to repair his wounds and reshape his broken arm.
　　 "Be careful, he has no weakness, I can't find his weakness." The wizard said solemnly.
　　The third grade wizard is called "Linghui", who can see through the enemy's weaknesses and flaws in his moves, so as to plan an effective attack or counterattack plan for himself.
　　 Linghui’s biggest feature is that it is easy to do, like a superior powerhouse, no matter how you attack madly, he will never resolve it in a hurry.
　　 "Are you a Buddhist man?"
　　 Zhujiu screamed, instinctively jealous, and his eyes burst out with hatred.
　　 Five hundred years ago, the southern demon who was exterminated in Yijiazi, or the northern demon tribe with withered talents, have all suffered from Buddhism and been educated by Buddhism.
　　 In Kyushu two hundred years ago, only Dafeng Confucianism could compete with Buddhism.
　　 Now that Confucianism has fallen, Buddhism can be regarded as the largest force in Kyushu.
　　 "What is Buddhism? When I reunited in the flesh, it will be the time when Buddhism is destroyed." Xu Qi'an laughed wildly, like a lawless lunatic.
　　 A golden light brushed abruptly, hitting Shenshu directly, but hitting the afterimage.
　　 The next moment, Zhu Jiu, who made a sneak attack, stunned in his heart, turned his head fiercely, and his eyes burst into golden light.
　　 As soon as a figure appeared there, it was torn apart by golden light. It turned out to be just a phantom.
　　噗!
　　 "Xu Qi'an" surrounded by magic flames landed on the back of the scarlet python. He pierced the bronze sword into the back of the python, dragged it, and ran wildly on the scarlet road.
　　 Zhen Guojian cut through the flesh and blood of the giant python, cutting off a section of cervical vertebrae.
　　 Clusters of blood-colored flowers bloomed behind him.
　　 Zhujiu roared bitterly, the huge snake body turned over in the city, ramming wildly. In the eyes of the soldiers at the top of the city, it was like a crazy snake rushing into the sand table.
　　 At this time, the blue giant auspiciously knew the ancients, silently appeared behind Xu Qi'an, and the giant sword suddenly slashed.
　　 Xu Qi'an seemed to have eyes behind him, turning around to lift up Zhen Guojian.
　　Dangdangdang...
The 　　 door-like fine iron epee looked like a toy in the hands of the cyan giant. The two of them fought for more than 20 knives in an instant, the epee shortened inch by inch, and pieces of iron fragments broke out.
　　 Xu Qian made a sound, pressed the cyan giant's head, swam behind him like a fish, and with a click, the cyan giant's face appeared on his back.
　　 The copper sword flashed, cut the armor outside the skin, cut the throat, and cut the carotid artery.
　　 The red and blue blood is like a fountain, spraying several meters high under strong pressure.
　　 Zhenbei King suddenly numbs his scalp. Out of the warrior's instinct for danger, he prances forward sharply and splits the sword that slashed his head.
　　 At the moment he stood firm, the gods followed like a shadow and had already been killed behind him, the Zhen Guo Sword burst out with a brilliant golden light, as if to smash the void.
　　 Zhenbei Wang's eyes only left the bright sword light, his hairs were erected, and every nerve in his body was transmitting danger signals to him, telling him: Danger and danger, don't avoid meeting to die!
　　 Since the Shanhaiguan battle, it has not suffered a fatal threat for many years.
　　 At this moment, his heart calmed down instead, and his thoughts were unprecedentedly clear. Some people, the more dangerous they are, the more potential they can burst.
　　 The extremely talented Zhenbei King happened to be the latter.
　　 His expression is calm, his eyes are as calm as a mirror, he clenched his fist and punched it slowly, but it was almost to the extreme.
　　 A domineering and unparalleled fist intent rushed out, causing the world to change, and the high-altitude clouds revolved in a whirlpool shape. The earth rumbling and trembling, it seemed that it could not bear such a domineering spirit.
　　 As everyone knows, Wufu is vulgar, rare in ancient and modern times, no dazzling special effects, no fancy skills.
　　 Therefore, Zhenbei Wang's punch completely used his own energy to provoke the vision of heaven and earth, which was extremely terrifying.
when!
　　 The fist and the blade collided, and there was a Hong Zhong Da Lu between the sky and the earth, which directly stunned the soldiers and barbarian cavalry in the distance.
　　 The violent energy turned into a pure shock wave. The two people were the center, and the ground within a radius of several miles sank suddenly.
　　 Geely Zhigu, High Grade Wizard and others also had to avoid their sharp edges for the time being to avoid this terrible shock wave.
　　 Under high pressure, Zhenbei Wang blasted the pinnacle punch of his life.
　　 His fist has turned into blood mud, and blood is constantly flowing from his broken wrist.
　　 Domineering is the martial art he insists on, and it is also his condensed intention.
　　 "Interesting and interesting, it is rare to see someone practising domineering."
　　"Xu Qi'an" held a sword in one hand and covered his face in the other, laughing nervously, which made Zhenbei Wang's back chill.
　　 "Huh, huh..."
　　 The king of Zhenbei, who was retreating slowly, heard a gasp from his side. He glanced left and right, and found that Geely Zhigu and the High Grade Wizard were slowly approaching him.
　　 seems to meet.
　　 And the Dao Sect in the distance also slowly shifted its direction, moving to the back of the three strong melee combatants.
　　 They dare not disperse.
　　 "He has no weaknesses, and close combat is invincible," said the wizard.
　　 "His physical body is very weird, and I can't compare it." The cyan giant also gave his intuitive feelings.
　　 "But he doesn't seem to have "meaning"." Zhenbei Wang Chuanyin said.
　　 His hands haven't recovered yet, his flesh and blood squirmed slowly, eliminating the pale golden flames.
　　 Buddhism middleman, double cultivation of Zen and martial arts, the flesh is evil and terrible..........Too strong, when did Buddhism come out of such a strong person, who is he?
　　 At this point, the five strong people no longer have the confidence they were just now.
　　.........
　　 On the roof of the house close to the city wall, Cheng Dali and two yushis stood on the roof, squinting, looking at the battlefield in the distance.
　　 They are just mortals, and they can't see the details of the battle at all. The most is the fierceness of the battle from the sound of rumbling explosions and the fluctuations of the air that turned into violent winds when they were blown near.
　　 But fortunately, there is a golden gong like Yang Yan beside him. He is a dignified 4th grade, and he is usually very deterrent.
　　 Nowadays, being a "telescope" is also a good candidate.
　　 Liu Yushi asked, "Yang Jinluo, how's the battle going?"
　　 Dali Temple Cheng then asked: "How can that mysterious master fight five people, is he okay?"
　　 Yang Yan's heart surged: "...too strong, that mysterious master is too strong. Facing the siege of five third-ranks, he suppressed them all by himself."
　　 "Good, good!"
　　 Dali Temple Cheng trembled with excitement.
　　 Taking advantage of the cessation of the war between the big servants and the barbarians, the surviving warriors slid up the city wall one after another, and each picked a wall to overlook.
　　 is too strong, this is the battle of the pinnacle master.
　　 Yunzhou City is a big city with a population of more than 300,000. Ordinary people have to walk across the city for a whole day.
　　 It takes two hours to ride a horse.
　　 Now they looked down from the top of the city and only saw large tracts of ruins. Only the houses near the city wall remained intact.
　　 This is because the strong in the city do not aim at destruction, otherwise, I am afraid that even the four walls have been demolished.
　　 "Fuck it, kill the king of Zhenbei, the barbarian, and the snake monster, and avenge the people of Chuzhou City."
　　 a young quack scolded.
try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 "Presumptuous! The king of Zhenbei is the prince, you have committed a crime of disrespect."
　　 In the distance, a black robe secret detective was furious.
　　 "I said something wrong?"
　　The young Jianghu man has the fiery temper of a northerner, with his eyes hanging, he cursed with the spy without fear:
　　 "The King of Zhenbei slaughtered the city of Chuzhou for his own sake. The prince of shit, even Zhen Guojian hated him."
　　 "Yes, kill them. If I can save the dog's life this time, I must publicize what Zhenbei Wang did."
　　 The people in the surrounding arena are the same haters, shouting and holding the hilt of the knife. The people of the rivers and lakes are untamed, and the endless anger is suffocated in my heart.
　　 They are not shocked by the handle of the knife, but they will really kill with the knife.
　　 The secret agent saw that the opponent was numerous and powerful, and none of them were weak, so he sneered: "You think that the demon-man coalition forces are attacking the city, internal and external troubles. In a very period of time, they can be lawless and slander the prince?
　　 "I will let you know now that this Chuzhou is still the Chuzhou of Zhenbei King."
　　 After that, he waved his hand and ordered the hundreds of soldiers who reached out: "Take these people down for me. If there is resistance, kill them!"
　　 No one moved.
　　The black robe spy suddenly turned around, and his eyes under the mask stared at the soldiers fiercely: "Do you want to disobey the military order!"
　　 The soldiers lowered their heads, still not moving.
　　 "Although Lao Tzu is a husband, he also knows that scholars often say: "A good way will help but a little helpless. The king of Zhenbei is frantic and has already lost his heart."
　　 "You running dog of the northern king of town, dare to bark here."
　　 More than a dozen people from the rivers and lakes, really took out their weapons, swarmed up, and hacked the spies to death.
　　 The soldier not far away still hung his head, saw nothing, and remained silent.
　　 After hacking people, the people in the world continue to pay attention to the battlefield and overlook the distance.
　　 In fact, they can completely escape from Chuzhou City and stay away from the land of right and wrong. But there is no one to go, not to watch the excitement, but to see a result.
　　 For this, even if I pay my life, I will not hesitate.
　　 The husband violated the prohibition with force, but the blood in his chest was not quenched.
　　..........
　　 At this time, the voice of the Dao Sect Leader: "If we don't take away the Zhen Guo Jian, it will be difficult for us to defeat him. After devouring the blood pill, this person's strength has improved by leaps and bounds."
　　 The words of the head of the black lotus drew unanimous approval from Zhu Jiu, Ji Li Zhi Gu and others.
　　 The five people maintained a stance of standing ready, and communicated secretly.
　　 Zhenbei Wang’s wrist squirmed slowly and recovered, and the voice transmission responded: "What can you do?"
　　 Hei Lian Taoist leader said: "I can use the formation to erode the Zhen Guo Jian, so that it loses its spirituality for a short time and lasts for a quarter of an hour. The price is that this clone dissipates."
　　 Zhenbeiwang and others were not surprised and rejoiced, but Wufu had only violence and brutality, and it was easy to be suppressed when he encountered a powerful person in the same system who was stronger than himself.
　　 But other systems are different, with tricky and changeable methods.
　　 A clone of the black lotus head, in exchange for the opponent to lose the Zhen Guojian for a quarter of an hour, this is an extremely cost-effective business.
　　 The giant python Zhujiu in the distance said in a voice transmission: "No, with the horror of his physical body, even without the Zhen Guojian, we can't kill him in a quarter of an hour, or hit him badly."
　　 Without the Zhen Guojian, they are confident to defeat each other, but they cannot kill it in a quarter of an hour.
　　 The high-grade martial artist is too difficult to kill.
　　 Zhenbei Wang groaned slightly, and said, "Perhaps, as long as our overall strength can reach the second-rank temporarily, well, I simply mean the second-rank power."
The promotion of 　　 from the third rank to the second rank, of course, is not only the improvement of Qi, but also the transformation of "intention".
　　 The blue giant sneered and said: "The power of the second grade, do you say it has it?"
　　 Zhenbei Wang said indifferently: "I have an array picture, a work of Jianzheng's early years. This array is called Wushuang Faxiang. He can combine the power of everyone into one and condense into one dharma. There is no two, hence the name Wushuang."
　　 The formation map was obtained from the supervisor many years ago, because once the northern monsters and savage tribes join forces, he will be alone and needs strong self-protection methods.
　　 Jianzheng also felt that what he said was reasonable, so he gave a plan and cleared the inventory by the way.
　　 At present, the five people quickly reached a consensus.
　　 The blue giant Geely Zhigu took the lead in action, but the target was not "Xu Qi'an", but aimed at a certain section of the city wall and snapped a shot.
　　 "buzz..."
　　 The soldiers and the barbarian cavalry on the wall suddenly let go of their weapons and flew into the air automatically.
　　Huh...Heavy weapons such as steel cannon mounts also flew up, converging in a high place.
　　 These ironware melted into molten iron in the air, continuously expelling impurities, and condensed into a red molten iron ball.
　　 "Xu Qi'an" held the Zhen Guo Sword, with his mouth cocked, watching this scene eagerly.
　　Master, they are holding back their big moves, don't beep, them.........Xu Qi'an was stunned and communicated with the monk Shenshu in his mind.
　　 The monk Shenshu turned a deaf ear, maintaining a posture standing with a sword, as if the signal was unstable and suddenly dropped.
The in this state is too arrogant and arrogant, and I can't control him at all...Uh, what makes me feel that I can control him... .Xu Qi'an sighed inwardly.
　　 The wizard raised his hand, pointed his palm at Xu Qi'an, and shouted, "Death!"
　　 Shenshu subconsciously used Buddhism spells to interrupt his curse, but at this time Zhenbei King was killed, this Dafeng first master was like a rainbow, and his fist was unparalleled.
　　"Xu Qi'an" cast was interrupted, lifted the sword and stabbed out.
boom!
　　 His chest suddenly dented, and the cursive killing technique produced a huge killing effect and interrupted his sword power. Zhenbei Wang took advantage of the situation and slammed Xu Qi'an into the chest.
　　 With a boom, the fist came out of the back and exploded into a waterfall-like air machine.
　　 At this time, the molten iron in the sky was cast into a big bright red bell, and it cooled quickly, and the body of the bell was pitch black.
　　 The giant bell slammed down towards Xu Qi'an. In the process, the first sect turned into a black turbid current to engulf the giant clock, and the surface of the bell appeared to be twisted and full of evil and depraved runes.
　　 In an instant, this huge clock refined on-site, fused with the head of the Dao, turned into a magical artifact emitting evil black mist.
　　 It symbolizes the fall and corrupts everything in the world.
　　 Zhujiujiu's forehead and eyes lit up, and a black light burst out suddenly, hitting Xu Qi'an straight, his thinking was confused and his body was stiff.
　　 The giant clock came under the cover.
　　 The dust settled.
　　 Upon seeing this, Zhenbei Wang and others smiled as victory was in sight. The clock fell, laying the foundation for their victory.
"when......."
　　 Suddenly, a palm and a bulging palm print appeared on the surface of the giant clock.
　　 "Dangdangdang..."
　　 More and more palm prints are raised, this symbol of depravity is distorted and on the verge of breaking.
　　 Everyone's complexion changed, Zhenbei Wang no longer hesitated, and rose into the sky, shouting: "Follow me!"
　　 He stood high in the air, his muscles swelled, and the white runes were highlighted, covering every corner of his body.
　　 The formation map is inside him.
　　 The cyan giant, Zhu Jiu, and the sorcerers all soared into the air and crashed into the King of Zhenbei.
　　 The shimmering incantation spread fiercely, covering them simultaneously, and then the light group that almost illuminates the entire Chuzhou city was born, like a small sun.
　　 A few seconds later, the little sun slowly dissipated, and an unimaginable breath was born.
　　 This breath is like a descending, with the coercion of high-level creatures, like a abyss like a prison.
　　 A ten-foot-tall giant is floating in the air. His skin is blue and red, his chest, joints and other vitals cover the armor, the proportions of his hands and feet are perfect, and his muscle lines are strong.
　　 A perfect body, a perfect body for fighting.
　　His face is the King of the North, and there is an imaginary black shadow floating behind his head. It is the soul of war summoned by the wizard, with a bonus of combat power.
　　 At the head of the city, the big soldiers, the barbarians of the blue face, and the army of the demon race, one by one, trembled, their legs trembling constantly, and their heads were lowered, not daring to look directly at the terrible "god".
　　 On the other side, on the ridge near the city wall, Dali Temple Cheng and two Yushi slumped on the ground, their faces pale and trembling.
　　 Yang Yan looked at them with an unprecedented dignified voice: "Get ready to leave the city, leave here quickly, otherwise, we will be silenced."
　　 Everyone in the mission sank. Yang Yan's meaning was very clear. The master who threatened to punish the Zhenbei King was about to lose.
"How is this going?"
　　 The sudden change made it impossible for several civil servants to understand.
　　 Yang Yan shook his head: "I don't know what methods they used, but this force is much stronger than that mysterious master, and he has no chance of winning.
　　 "Go, go quickly."
　　 He led three civil servants down the roof, Chen Catching Head and Centurion Chen Xiao moved quickly and cleared the road ahead.
　　 Seeing these Wufu faces nervous and anxiously running for their lives, Liu Yushi and others had no luck. Knowing that the situation was in a bad situation, Chuzhou City should not stay too much.
　　.........
boom!
　　 The giant clock was torn to pieces by violent and unmatched power, and the clone of the Dao Sect leader was annihilated. Xu Qi'an, who was surrounded by magic flames, escaped smoothly, and the bronze sword in his hand was stained with a layer of jet black ink.
　　 There is no more spirituality.
　　 "It is temporarily unavailable."
　　 "Xu Qi'an" discarded the bronze sword casually, without paying any attention. Then, he raised his head and looked at the ten-zhang giant in the sky, grinning: "What do you do to become so big."
　　 The giant lowered his head, staring at Xu Qi'an, and said sternly: "I can't wait to swallow your blood, it must be delicious."
　　 "Zhenbei King, you have slaughtered the entire Chuzhou City, have you ever thought that one day you will be condemned by God?"
　　 This time, it was Xu Qi'an's voice.
　　 Zhenbei Wang sneered without answering, but the next moment, he spoke, and the sound of auspicious knowledge of ancient times sounded:
　　 "Zhenbei King, you are a dignified third-rank martial artist. If you dare to do it, you must dare to be, why, you still want to throw the crime of massacre on our monsters?"
　　 Then there was Zhu Jiu’s weird laugh: "The city is slaughtered. I dare not admit it, what a big thing. It is just some humble ants. In the era when our ancestors ruled the nine states, the status of the human race was not much higher than that of livestock.
"Kill if you want to kill or eat if you want to eat. It can become our blood food and provide us with the essence of life. It is the blessing of these ants. King Zhenbei, don't you think so too. Otherwise, you have done something to kill the city. ?"
　　'S voice turned to auspiciousness and knowledge of the ancients, haha ​​said with a smile: "Zhenbei King, in fact, we have no difference, but we are more naked, and your strong human races are used to putting themselves under a veil called "hypocrisy".
　　 "After today's war, your crimes of massacre will spread all over the world, so think about how to deal with the aftermath."
　　 The giant spoke again, and the voice of Zhenbei King resounded, with an indifferent tone: "Kill all the soldiers."
　　 He is lonely and arrogant, he is domineering and ruthless, he is a martial and civil hero, such a person does not bother to fight for words.
try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Zhuijiu is right, and the city is slaughtered. He doesn't care about the lives of mortals.
　　Today’s matter was originally set up to hunt and kill Geely Zhigu and Zhujiu, but now because of the appearance of a mysterious master of Buddhism, he was disturbed, and his crime was even made public.
　　Because of Zhen Guojian's disgust, these soldiers in the north have already doubted him. A clever person, combined with the performance of the demons and savage races, the appearance of high-grade wizards of the Witch God Sect, and other details, have long determined that he refines alchemy and slaughter the city.
　　 Therefore, in the eyes of Zhenbei Wang, these soldiers in Chuzhou City have been sentenced to death in advance.
　　 "Zhenbei King, really slaughtered the city..."
　　 Above the city, a centurion muttered in pain.
　　 "Hahaha, all humans are fools."
　　 A barbarian laughed and leaned forward and backward with laughter: "As early as a month ago, my barbarian spy had infiltrated Chuzhou, looking for the land of the massacre. You also don't want to think about why our demons and savages are attacking the city today?
　　"The city of Chuzhou has crossbow artillery and a defensive formation, but my barbarians have always had a limited population, so I cherish it very much. It's not that there is a reason, why do we attack the city?
　　 "Because we know that Zhenbei King slaughtered a large number of lives in Chuzhou, refined the blood pill, and tried to be promoted to the second rank. Hey, this is a disaster for our demons and savages."
　　 The wild ridicule of the barbarians contrasted sharply with the pale faces of the soldiers.
　　 In fact, these soldiers who defended the city are the same as the survivors. They can escape, but they don’t. Why?
　　 want to wait for a result.
　　 is not waiting for the defeat of Zhenbei King, but waiting for a truth.
　　 Zhenbei King is a god-like existence in the hearts of the soldiers on the border, the belief of the army, and the object of worship by the soldiers.
　　He guards the border, he cultivates the world, and he guards the stability of the north.
　　 All the time, when soldiers talked about King Zhenbei, they would hold their fists and raise them to the top of their heads.
　　 Respect as a god.
　　 Therefore, when Xu Qi'an scolded Zhenbeiwang Tucheng, no one believed it. Until Zhen Guojian disgusted him, the soldiers were shocked, confused, painful, and unbelief...
　　 But as long as Zhenbei Wang doesn't admit it, they are willing to keep a trace of expectation in their hearts.
　　 But now, the last fluke is also shattered.
　　............
　　"Xu Qi'an" raised his head, stared at the giant in the sky, and slowly said, "The second stage."
　　 Have you finally awakened your power? Master, your skill lead time is really long, or the stronger the warrior, the slower the recovery process...Xu Qi'an was relieved.
　　 A violent breath rose to the sky, rising steadily.
　　 is not from King Zhenbei, but Xu Qi'an, who is surrounded by magic flames. His body begins to swell, two feet, five feet, seven feet, ten feet...
　　 In the process, his shoulder blades swelled up a bunch of meat bags, suddenly pierced the skin and stretched out. Those are twelve dark arms.
　　 At the same time, a circle appeared behind her head, burning a circle of dark magic flames.
　　 This giant body is pitch black, his muscles are knotted, like a cast of black iron, with twelve arms on his back, and a ring of pitch black flame behind his head.
　　It's like, like...the enchanted Buddhist image.
　　 The giant is full of breath, like a of war.
　　The magical phase of the magical flame is overwhelming, like a demon god.
　　 "Are you also a second-grade?"
　　 Zhenbei Wang stared at the pitch-dark face seriously, and he finally knew what the "first stage" meant just now.
　　 The second stage in front of him is the peak power of this mysterious powerhouse, not just now.
　　 "Second product?"
　　 The pitch black technique sneered: "The poor monk back then could not lift his head with one hand, regardless of any system."
　　 Zhenbei Wang snorted coldly in his mouth, the lingering sound was still in the air, and the person had appeared and flashed behind the pitch-dark face, and hit the back of the head with a punch.
　　 This punch made a terrible sight like the sky collapsed.
　　 The demon flame halo behind the pitch-black Faxiang's head shattered directly, staggering forward like a body made of black iron.
"this one?"
The magic flame aura recondensed, and the corners of the pitch-black face picked up, "I haven't known what the pain is for many years, and you are almost too. King Zhenbei, if you slaughtered 38 million living creatures in Chuzhou, I will punch you 38 million punches. "
　　 "Just come!" Zhenbei Wang said proudly.
　　..........
　　 "Go, go, go fast..."
　　 Chen catches his head and roars.
　　 The majestic and terrifying aura permeated the heavens and the earth, and he felt suffocated, as if his heart would burst in the next second. How can mortals be able to watch the war of "gods".
　　 Dali Temple Cheng, Liu Yushi and others were already unable to walk, but Yang Yan held them in his hands, and the delegation ran towards the nearest city gate.
　　 As they approached the city gate, they found that the soldiers, the barbarians and the monster clan fled to the city wall. They were surprisingly harmonious and did not fight each other in the process.
　　 Yang Yan knew that it was fear that filled their hearts.
　　 "Go to the East City Gate, the East City Gate is the nearest, and the battle will not be spread." Yang Yan made a decision and took the delegation to the head of the East City.
　　 There is far enough to provide them with a safe place to look out.
　　Fang Fu, the envoys, ascended to the top of the city, suddenly heard a "boom" in the distance, and quickly turned to look, only to see the king of Zhenbei staggered back after being beaten by a punch, crashing the wall behind him.
　　 The dust lifted up instantly, and the boulders rolled.
　　 Takeo’s battle is unpretentious, but violent enough.
　　 "We are watching a fight between the gods, this is disrespectful..." a barbarian said tremblingly.
　　 The pitch-black Faxiang rode on Zhenbei Wang, and his twelve pairs of fists fell like a torrential rain.
　　"Lao Tzu, whether you are the Prince Dafeng or the emperor, if you dare to slaughter the city, I will kill you!"
　　 Dense fists hit Zhenbei Wang’s chest, face, and armor, venting the most primitive violence.
　　 "No one can kill wantonly by force. If you think you can, then I will treat him as a person today."
　　 The armor shattered, and scarlet blood ran all over the place, staining half of the city wall.
　　 Of course Xu Qi'an is talking.
　　 Snap...Two dark arms were broken, Zhenbei Wang hit the dark face with a head hammer, and slowly got up:
　　 "How ridiculous, you fought me life and death just for the whole city of ants? It seems that you don't know what the strong heart is."
　　 Despite the embarrassment, Zhenbei Wang’s voice is still domineering, unruly and confident.
　　 He vomited slowly, and the white clouds in the sky were drawn by him and gathered, showing a whirlpool shape.
　　 As Zhenbei Wang breathed, the broken keratin was repaired and the wound healed.
　　 On the other side, the two severed arms of the "Pink Black Faxiang" flew over and connected them to the fracture. He said quietly, "Ten thousand punches."
　　 Zhenbei Wang's face was gloomy, his breath dropped slightly, he raised his hand and said, "Dead!"
　　 His palm was stained with blood, the blood of the dark magical form. This spell killing technique should have caused the darkened magical image to suffer severe damage.
　　 But nothing happened.
　　Because of the magic flame halo behind the dark magic phase, it is intended to transform into a dark relic, blooming with a gentle and rich black light.
　　 Buddhism relics are the same as Daomen Jindan, they have the effect of not invading evil.
　　 The pitch black Faxiang launched a charge, and the sound of his steps was like an earthquake.
　　 Zhenbei Wang lowered his waist slightly, and slowly clenched his fist. As his fingers closed, the air made a dull explosion, and he caught the air. The strength can be imagined.
　　 Domineering fist intent appeared again, and the swirling clouds suddenly collapsed in the sky.
　　 The twelve pairs of arms suddenly merged into "Xu Qi'an"'s right arm, and they also punched out, for tat.
　　 Two fists banged together, the aura did not spread in ripples, but swept across Chuzhou City in an instant.
　　 Like a typhoon, it blows away the ruins and everything on the flat ground. The radius is cleared, and even the ruins are not there.
　　 Zhenbei Wang’s fist cracked inch by inch, exploding pieces of flesh and blood.
　　 He roared in pain, staggering back.
　　 The pitch black magic phase followed up, and the twelve pairs of fists continued to strike, hitting Zhenbei Wang's chest and face, and he kept falling back.
　　 "Boom boom boom!"
　　The fists are so dense that ordinary people can’t catch it with the naked eye. They lay down pieces of armor, repaired and broken, repaired and broken.
　　 "Is it ridiculous, is it ridiculous to fight for mortals?"
　　 bang bang bang...
　　 "There are no people, what prince do you do, whose prince are you."
　　 bang bang bang...
50,000 punches, 100,000 punches, 200,000 punches, 300,000 punches... The Zhenbei King’s body cracked again and again, and repaired again and again. At first, he was able to fight back, and his injuries continued to increase. Many, gradually lost the power to fight.
　　 380,000 punches!
　　 After completing the fist, Xu Qi'an stretched out his twelve pairs of arms, grabbed Zhenbei Wang's head, arms, waist, abdomen, and legs, and raised them high.
　　 At this moment, Xu Qian's eyes swept across the silent city, swept across the devastated city, scenes from the massacre appeared again, and it seemed as if there were 38,000 crying injustices in his ears.
　　What is the strong?
　　 See mortals like ants?
　　 He seemed to have returned to Yunlu Academy, returned to the Yasheng Temple, and saw that he was holding a pen and writing four crooked words on the stone tablet:
　　 Set up the heart for the heaven and the earth~EbookFREE.me~ For the life and the people, for the saintly inheritance, to open the balance for all ages.
"kill him!"
　　 Suddenly, there was a roar from the top of the city. A young quack stood on the raised female wall, roaring with all his strength, his face grim.
"kill him!"
　　 A soldier couldn't help but shouted, and was immediately cast a murderous look at the black robe spy next to him.
　　 The soldier lowered his head in horror.
　　The black robe spy was about to threaten, and the next second, another soldier shouted, "Kill him."
　　 This time, it seemed as if sparks fell on the grassland, setting off a prairie fire.
　　 More and more soldiers responded.
"kill him!"
"kill him!"
　　 "........"
　　 In a daze, Xu Qi'an seemed to have seen 380,000 wrong souls appearing on the city’s head, appearing in the sky and on the ground. They silently looked at themselves, and all their hearts converged into three words:
kill him!
　　 Twelve pairs of arms exerted force at the same time, and they tore fiercely.
　　 He tore Zhenbei Wang to pieces.
　　 The rain of blood poured down.
　　The darkness of Faxiang was covered in blood, like an avenger returning from hell.
　　............
　　PS: I will write the Hundred Meng Thank You Chapter later, um, or tomorrow, because I don't want to perfuse the Hundred Meng Thank You Chapter, I will definitely spend a lot of time writing it.
　　 This will delay my next chapter, so the thank you chapter may be written tomorrow, maybe after the second chapter is over, I will stay up late to write.