Vol 2 Chapter 250: One husband 1 anger (eight thousand)

Time went on, about two quarters of an hour ago, the change was made.
Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhqian, dressed in tsingyi, stepped on the stairs and slowly went downstairs, surrounded by a group of complicated officials.
Haoqi Building is essentially Wei Yuan’s office location. There are many staff and think tanks who pass on news and analyze information.
Yuan Xiong's new official took office with three fires, but there was only time to burn the guards. The officials in the Haoqi Building were temporarily not affected. If Yuan Xiong were not dead, the fire would sooner or later burn them.
Because they are both Wei Yuan's confidant team.
It was just unexpected that Yuan Xiong had just taken over as Wei Gong yesterday and entered the Haoqi Building, and died today by Xu Qi'an.
The clerks stood at the corners of the corridors on each floor, silently watching him, watching this attire walking downstairs slowly.
In a pair of eyes, there is reverence, sadness, moving, and tears.
The changes in the political situation these days, and what happened to the gangmen's yamen yesterday, they saw it clearly in their eyes.
If you didn't speak on the face, there must be resentment in your heart. .
Of course, those who can hold a pen in their hand cannot hold a knife. Those who can hold a knife can't hold that fleeting courage.
Wei Gong has been in the middle of fighting for twenty-one years, and the beneficiaries abound. Now that he is dead, his cronies have fallen apart, and all parties have watched indifferently.
In the end, it was this young man who had been hired for less than a year and became angry with him.
The officials looked at him, grief brewing in their silence.
Xu Qi'an left the Haoqi Building, came to Yuan Xiong's corpse, drew out the knife, cut off his head, and held it in his hand.
You want to ruin Wei Gong, I won't agree!
The officials rushed out of the Haoqi Building and crowded outside.
When Xu Qi'an turned and left? A choking sound came from behind: "Xu Yinluo? You can run away......"
Is it in front of the Haoqi Building? That little guard on duty.
"Xu Yinluo, let's go, let's go."
"Xu Yinluo? Lost his head? Go away."
"I beg you........."
They seemed to foresee something and each made their own voices.
The sound is noisy, but every word is from the heart.
Xu Qi'an stopped for a moment? He left straight.
He silently walked outside the yamen? Along the way? The eyes of the people were focused on it? No one spoke? No one dared to stop.
Eyes stopped behind him? Then turned to the head that was being carried.
Everyone changed color.
Na Xi Tsing Yi soon left Dagengren's Yamen and headed towards the palace along the long street.
In the silence, a silver gong trembled: "It can't be like this."
He broke into the Yamen to kill, and did not retreat immediately after the incident, but went out with his head in his hands? To the imperial city.........
Someone suddenly screamed: "He is going to the palace to make trouble!"
"That can't work? Weigong is gone? No one can protect him like last time? He killed Yuan Xiong. This is a crime of ransacking the house and destroying the door. You can't make trouble anymore? I have to run away."
"Who can stop him, can't stop him."
It was too impulsive. Last time he was able to kill the Duke of the country because there was Duke Wei and the other sages admonished him to death. This group of civil and military officials were under pressure in front of them, so that he could retreat.
This time the situation was different. He dared to make trouble, and he would definitely invite suppression by the army and masters.
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao took the knife and chased them out first.
The rest of the beaters looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
"I'll wait. I have wives and children, so I can't be impulsive."
"Yes, just go and see, just have a look."
"Anyway, you can't do nothing."
As for how to deal with it, they didn't think about it.
After finding a reason for himself, someone stepped forward and rushed out of the yamen.
Then, one or two......... swarmed out.
..............
At that moment, the autumn frost was heavy, and most of the people hadn't gotten up in the morning.
In front of the morning food stall on the street, a stall owner holding hot soy milk in both hands, walked to the diners at the table.
At a certain moment, he looked towards the street, his eyes widened, the sea bowl in his hand fell to the ground and the hot soy milk splashed all over the floor.
The diners followed his gaze. In the dim morning light, they walked in Tsing Yi with a knife, holding a head in their left hand.
Behind him, followed by nearly a hundred beaters.
The stall owner slowly retracted his gaze and looked at the diners: "Is that Xu Yinluo?"
"Ah, he is Xu Yinluo?"
Some people have never seen Xu Yinluo's true capacity.
"No, that's right, it's him, it's Xu Yinluo, what is he going to do."
"Holding his head in his hand, hiss, is Xu Yinluo going to kill corrupt officials again."
"There are so many beaters behind me..."
The street vendors, the shopkeepers who entered the city early, and some people who went out to rush to work were lucky enough to see this scene.
When Xu Yinluo was found walking along the main road towards the imperial city, the people who witnessed it could not help interacting with each other.
"Who is the head of Xu Yinluo's hand?"
"Who knows, it's definitely not a good person, otherwise Xu Yinluo would not kill him. In such a mammoth situation, I remember the last time Caishikou killed two national princes, but unfortunately I didn't witness it with my own eyes... ..."
The voice suddenly stopped.
A few seconds later, someone screamed: "Come up, follow up and take a look."
The people who were originally only surprised suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter. Immediately call friends and accompany him, and fall behind the guards.
Along the way, passers-by pointed and asked each other.
"It's like making trouble."
"What do you do with this group."
The people in the team said, "The leader is Xu Yinluo. Didn't you recognize it? You are blind."
"Don't talk nonsense, we don't know, just follow the excitement, don't forget, the last time Xu Yinluo was so inspiring, it was the Chuzhou Massacre case."
The unidentified people were shocked, so they joined the team.
.........
Imperial City, on the wall.
Yu Linwei, who guarded the south gate, saw the spacious main road from a distance.
First, Tsing Yi, then a hundred watchmen, and finally the loose people.
With a team of nearly 1,000 people, the capital is prosperous and wealthy. The people are generally lazy and get up late, especially with the deepening of autumn and the colder weather. It is not a family forced to make ends meet. At this time, they are still sleeping, with warm blankets. Lingering.
Therefore, being able to draw up a large team of nearly a thousand people is already extremely rare at this time.
The Habayashi guards quickly ignored the people, lingered on the hundreds of guards for a while, and locked on the leader of the suit.
Xu Qi'an on the front silver gong, with a human head hanging from his waist.
The leader of Yulin Weinancheng, with a serious expression on his face, said: "Preheat the artillery, prepare the crossbow arrows, and listen to my orders..."
In the face of this big evil star, no amount of attention can be overstated, especially the recent tense situation. The court is trying to punish Wei Yuan's sin. At this moment, Xu Qi'an is the one who is not good and the one who is not good will not come.
The leader of Yu Linwei stood at the head of the city and shouted: "The imperial city is heavy, idlers stop."
As he spoke, he raised his hand, and Habayashi at the head of the city might adjust the muzzle to make a demonstration aim.
Or raise the crossbow and pull a hard bow.
Just wait for the commander to issue an attack.
The dressing in Tsing Yi really stopped.
Upon seeing this, the leader of Yu Linwei breathed a sigh of relief. Once Wei Gong died, this unruly young man also had to curb his lawless temper.
At this moment, he saw Xu Qi'an taking the head from his waist, holding it up high, and shouting:
"Twenty-one years ago, Wei Yuan led his army to Shanhaiguan and fought against the monsters, Nanbans, and the witch gods in Shanhaiguan, and returned with a victory. If there is no Wei Yuan in this battle, there will be no great merit. However, the meritorious deeds are the emperor It was impossible to tolerate it, and he was forced to abolish his cultivation base, take away his military power, and stay in the court."
The beggars behind him looked unhappy and made grievances for Wei Gong.
Among the people, the young people don't have much feelings, but the older ones know that Xu Yinluo is telling the truth.
Commander Habayashi squinted his eyes, his hand still raised.
"Twenty-one years later, Wei Yuan led his army to the Witch God Sect. The king was afraid of its triumph and it would be difficult to suppress. He linked up with treacherous officials and cut a hundred thousand army. He joined forces with the Witch God Sect in Jingshan City to kill Wei Yuan and destroy the army.
"Later, he conspired with Yuan Xiong, a traitorous official, to slander his reputation, destroy his reputation, and trample on the victory of a hundred thousand army in exchange for fate."
The voice was high-pitched and loud, and it came into the ears of the people.
They were in an uproar and commotion.
The army who went to the Witch God Sect suffered heavy casualties. This is a conversation that has been rumored throughout the city recently. Even the traffickers and pawns, when they rested together to drink tea, will angrily reprimand the eunuchs for leaving the country.
But the same thing, from Xu Yinluo's mouth, is completely different.
The emperor joined forces with traitorous officials, and cut off the army of food and grass......joined with the witch gods to kill the commander marshal...on the street, all the people who heard these words were confused in their minds.
The eyes of the people who beat the watch instantly turned red, not sad, but angry.
If Xu Ningyan's remarks are true, for them, this is an unforgivable crime.
"Let go!"
Habayashi led sharply.
The bowstring trembles, and the cannon pops out of the chamber, resounding into one piece.
The howling cannonballs and the crossbow arrows engulfed in white light rushed towards Xu Qi'an, regardless of the life and death of ordinary people.
The people screamed, scattered and fled, looking for shelter.
Boom boom boom!
Cannonballs and crossbow arrows exploded in mid-air, as if they were blocked by the invisible air world.
"It hurts my heart that I can't bear the six hundred years of my ancestors' inheritance and was destroyed by the hands of faint emperors and traitors..."
Xu Qi'an stood still, and threw his head fiercely, with a sound like thunder: "So today, everyone is angry, and the blood is splashed for five steps, the world is plain!"
At the head of the city, the artillery bed and crossbow burst apart.
Throwing people's heads across the imperial city, smashed the gates in a single attack of Tsing Yi and smashed towards the imperial palace.
...........
"Dog-Emperor-Emperor -"
In the Jinluan Hall, following this deafening roar, the peace sword whistled and swept through the air, trying to nail the yellow robe to the dragon chair.
The gazes of the princes followed the light of the sword, looking at the king who had overlooked the court for nearly forty years.
I saw that Emperor Yuan Jing reached out and grabbed the edge of the peerless with his flesh and blood.
The peace knife breathed out the air, buzzing and trembling, but couldn't break free from the shackles of this white jade palm.
"Do you think that I am really so unbearable for twenty-one years of cultivation?"
Emperor Yuan Jing looked at Xu Qi'an with a smile, with a calm tone, like a above everything else.
The two met across the hall, and Xu Qi'an knew that Jeanne and Yuan Jing had merged.
One gas transforms into three cleansers, one of the three, and one of the three, can separate and combine.
"Do you think I came to kill you just because I was angry?"
Xu Qi'an also treated with a calm tone, saying word by word: "The first emperor Jeanne of Arc!"
"You know my identity!"
Emperor Yuan Jing frowned slightly, seeming a little surprised.
Hum!
The Taiping Sword vibrated with a wave of sword energy, causing the big case of laying yellow silk to fall apart, making the gold ranks appearing with sword marks, and a certain sword energy smashed the small gossip bronze medal.
The gossip bronze medal turned into a dazzling light, and the next moment, Emperor Yuan Jing and the Taiping Dao disappeared in the Jinluan Hall.
Teleportation tool!
Killing the king, not only Yuan Jing, but also Joan.
Joan is a master of tribulation, Xu Qi'an himself is also a third-rank, and the battle cannot take place in the capital.
Otherwise, millions of creatures will be wiped out.
Xu Qi'an swept across the hall, their expressions stiff and their eyes confused.
"The emperor has no way, Xu Mou cuts it down today. The princes are staying in the hall, waiting for the results."
After all, he took out a small bronze gossip and crushed it.
Qingguang included him and disappeared.
...........
There was chaos in Meridian Square, the sound of horns and drums spread all over the palace, and the guards of Ouchi flocked to Meridian.
Taking advantage of the weak guards of the palace, Huaiqing led his confidant guards and went straight to the Jingyang Hall where Emperor Yuan Jing lived.
"Tied up!"
The cold and noble eldest daughter waved her hand.
Twenty guards with a high level of cultivation effortlessly subdued the Ouchi guards outside the palace.
Holding a stack of handwritten books in his arms, Huaiqing walked quickly, with his skirt flying up, and entered the Yuanjing Emperor's palace alone.
Crossing the high threshold, and heading straight to Huaiqing in the Imperial Study Room, he suddenly stopped, as if he had sensed something, he turned to the bedroom, saw the formation drawn on the ground, and saw the floating beads.
I saw the golden dragon who was struggling and being sucked out little by little.
Underground golden dragon........ Dragon veins? This is the plan of the father? What does he want to do?
Many questions flashed in Huai Qing's heart. As soon as she wanted to get closer, she saw the eyeball inside the bead turning, staring at herself deeply.
Being stared at by this eyeball, Huai Qing's heart shuddered, and at the same time, the warrior who had been tempered in the God Realm instinctively warned him.
Huaiqing is a wise and decisive woman. She turned and left without nostalgia. She returned to the Imperial Study Room and spread out a handwritten copy on the big case and stamped them with a jade seal.
There are two types of handwritten content. The first type is the order to close the city gate; the second type is the order to deploy the imperial army.
The handwritten script has already been stamped with the cabinet's seal. As long as the emperor's jade seal is stamped, all the gates of the capital can be closed, and the army in the capital can be pressed firmly in the city.
During the discussion of the book group on the day, the members of the Tiandi Association agreed that two prerequisites must be met for the killing of the king.
One, fighting cannot happen in the city.
Second, the fifth battalion of the Forbidden Army under the direct command of Emperor Yuanjing could not get involved in the battle.
The five battalions of the Forbidden Army were composed of the Shenji battalion, which controls advanced artillery and crossbows; the cavalry battalion that was well-equipped to rush like fire; the charge battalion of heavy cavalry; the hundred battle battalion of heavy infantry; and the navy.
This is Dafeng's most elite unit, regardless of its combat capabilities, equipment, and military masters, they are all top-notch.
If this army can come out all the way, let alone Dafeng territory, even in Kyushu, there are only a handful of troops that can compete with it.
The purpose of their existence is to guard the capital and ensure that this country will not be captured.
After putting the jade seal on, Huaiqing ran out of the palace, called the chief guard, and said:
"Quickly go to the Forbidden Army camp and hand over these five handwritten scripts to the leaders of the battalions.
"The rest of the handwriting will be sent to the cabinet and handed over to Wang Shoufu."
She gave orders methodically.
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Nanyuan, Beijing suburbs.
The formation engraved outside the woods lit up, and Emperor Yuan Jing in a yellow robe appeared, holding a peace sword in his hand, calmly looking around.
"Nanyuan!"
After just a glance, he recognized that this was a royal hunting ground, and the vast woodland of two hundred and sixty miles was indeed very suitable as a battlefield.
Emperor Yuan Jing looked somewhere, with deep malice in his eyes, shaking his hands, and throwing out the peace sword.
The clear light flickered there, and the figure of Xu Qi'an appeared, and the Taiping Sword just lashed out, as if he had hit the knife.
Ding!
The golden light exploded, the Taiping sword was flew away, and then happily dropped into the master's hand.
Emperor Yuan Jing couldn't help narrowing his eyes, frowning:
"Rank three? I see. It's no wonder that Wei Yuan didn't have enough energy and blood at the second stage that day, so he had left behind. Tsk, if it weren't for being very familiar with him, I have to suspect that you are his bastard."
Contaminated by the head of the real sect, he did not hide his jealousy, and his malice became murderous.
Jealousy is one of the worst emotions in human nature. This young man, who has been promoted from an ordinary person to the second rank and became the emperor of the small group of people at the peak of Jiuzhou for twenty years, sincerely jealous of this young man.
Compared with his patience and humiliation, the other party made a high profile all the way and gained fame and fortune. Even Wei Yuan was willing to pave the way for him.
It took only one year to change from a mere ant to a third-rank martial artist.
Xu Qi'an put the knife into its sheath, and while accumulating strength, he sneered: "If I tell you that Huaiqing and the Fourth Prince are his blood, do you believe it?"
Emperor Yuan Jing slowly reduced his expression and said indifferently: "You are provoking me."
In response to him, Xu Qi'an made a bold stab.
The stunning knife light cleaved out.
Taiping sword + sword of heaven and earth + heart sword + nourishment + Buddhist lion roar!
Jade broken!
Accompanied by the light of the sword, there was a deafening roar of the lion, thrilling.
The Emperor Yuan Jing sensed the power of this sword, the figure disappeared suddenly, and flashed extremely quickly, one after another, the figures of Dao Ming Huang appeared and disappeared again and again, but he could not escape the sword anyway.
He stretched out his hands, his palms were wrapped around the golden light and black light, holding the knife light.
laugh........
In the sound of Qi machine melting, the light of the knife disappeared.
Dao Men Yang Shen, known as the Immortal Dharma Body, is the sublimation of the immortal nature of the golden core.
And once you step into the realm of the first-class land god, the sun and the physical body overlap, and they can even fight with the Wufu.
Of course, the attack power and durability are certainly not as good as Takeo.
Xu Qi'an appeared behind Emperor Yuan Jing and cut it off with a single knife. He didn't expect the fourth-rank "intention" to hurt the second-rank Cross Tribulation master.
Consciousness is also to be cultivated.
Wufu's mind can only be sublimated at the second rank. The third rank is an immortal body and has nothing to do with the fourth rank.
Just like the fourth and third grades of Confucianism, it doesn't matter.
What Xu Qi'an wanted was to use this knife to narrow the relationship between the two sides, and a set of tricks to hit the other side severely.
Emperor Yuan Jing raised his head and screamed silently.
Xu Qi'an's brain shook, and he appeared dizzy and dizzy. He was as small as a worm, as big as an elk and a wild boar, all around him, and his body was intact.
Grasping the gap of his primordial spirit shock, Yuan Jingdi burst out from his sleeve.
Follow the magic mirror to capture the other's soul and extend the control.
The soul-calling banner, brushing out a cloud of light, attacking the soul.
The three Soul Eater nails shot, trying to penetrate the acupuncture points of each other's head, but under the physique of the martial artist, they could not help but flick.
Two copper rings locked Xu Qi'an's hands and wrists.
The seven Taoist ranks are called Shiqi, and they can drive magical artifacts, including flying swords, to the realm of Emperor Yuanjing, it is easy to control multiple magical weapons at once.
In addition, Dao Sects are also very few systems that have the ability to refine magical tools. It's just that he is not as proficient as a warlock, and he can practice almost any magic weapon.
While driving the magic weapon to attack, Emperor Yuan Jing summoned a mouthful of Qingfeng, handed out a sword, and the light of the sword was overwhelming.
He followed the human sect's cultivation method, and was also the second grade of the human sect, and his attack power was no worse than Luo Yuheng.
Of the three Taoist schools, the humanists are the most aggressive.
Even in the martial arts, when it comes to attack power, human swordsmanship is also the best, and specializes in breaking the copper and iron bones of martial arts.
Under the sword light, the King Kong magical skill persisted for a few breaths, but he couldn't hold it, and a sword pierced the heart.
Yin Hong blood splashed behind Xu Qi'an.
Emperor Yuan Jing frantically urged his sword qi to obliterate the vitality of this newly promoted third-rank, his eyes flashed with the same maliciousness as the Di Zong Yao Dao, and he grinned and said:
"A martial artist who has just entered the third rank is also worthy to compete with me?"
He has been in the second rank for many years, and the resources of the whole country are cultivated. How can this kid who just entered the third rank be able to contend.
"I caught you."
Xu Qi'an showed a tricky smile and roared: "Shenju!!"
A deep, vast, severe and terrifying aura revived in Xu Qi'an.
A magic pattern like flame appeared on the center of his eyebrows, his skin quickly became pitch black, and a flame halo appeared behind his head.
Xu Qi'an's breath soared, from the initial stage of the third rank, instantly rushed to the peak of the third rank.
This is not the power of God alone, but the power of the two.
boom!
The bronze mirror of the magic weapon burst.
The spirit banner burst.
The copper ring burst.
"I'll take the lead!" Xu Qi'an said.
Now that he is a truly high-grade martial artist, he is in control of the ability of Huajin, and he can even kill the masters of other systems, and he does not need to be led by the gods.
"it is good!"
Inside him, a divine low voice came.
Shenshu is forced to awaken, and can wake up a supremely strong person to sleep, of course only another extremely powerful person.
After regaining consciousness that day, Xu Qi'an said that there was only one requirement for the supervisor, and that requirement was to help him wake up the gods.
However, Jianzheng refused at that time, without giving a reason, just let him go to Yunlu Academy first.
After receiving the blood pill that Wei Yuan left him from the dean, Xu Qi'an knew the purpose of the supervision.
Shenshu is a bottomless pit that can't be fed, if he is awake, Wei Yuan's blood pill will be cheap for Shenshu.
The next moment, a storm-like blow fell on Yuan Jing, and the layers of air wave exploded.
Emperor Yuan Jing only felt that there were enemies in all directions. The blows came from different angles, dense as rain, unable to evade, difficult to resist.
This is the high grade Takeo.
puff!
Xu Qi'an merged his hands and penetrated Yuan Jingdi's chest, tearing it forcefully.
Divide!
The blood sprinkled on the pitch-black Qiu Knot's body, becoming more fierce and fierce.
At this moment, Emperor Yuanjing officially died, death in the true sense.
The figure of golden light and black light entangled away, standing in the air, looking down at Xu Qi'an with a gloomy expression.
Emperor Joan of Arc.
Xu Qi'an silently looked at the corpse on the ground, and scenes of past events flashed in his mind, flashing the majestic and indifferent image of Emperor Yuan Jing.
The sight of the emperor sitting high in the dragon chair flashed past.
Although he has long been replaced by Joan, even though the former emperor has always been the first Joan, he still has a strong sense of joy.
He personally killed the dog emperor. From this moment on, Yuanjing became history and ceased to exist.
Joan's face twitched slightly. Although Yuan Jing's body was limited in cultivation, it was a real life for him.
One gas turns three clears, and one person has three lives.
In a quarter of an hour, he lost a life.
Looking at the figure that looked like a and a devil with fear, Emperor Joan suddenly realized something, pointed at Xu Qi'an, and roared:
"It turned out to be you, it turned out to be you, and you were the mysterious figure in Chuzhou that day. The seal under Sangbo is on you!"
He was bitter and hateful.
It turned out to be him, and Xu Qi'an was the one who killed Zhenbei Wang.
"I knew that it was you. When you returned to the capital that day, I should have broken your body into pieces. I regret how many times I have missed the opportunity to kill you. You can hide it from me because the supervisor blocked you The secret of heaven makes me unable to sense its existence."
Joan's mentality burst, he watched this little man grow up, raise a tiger, and tolerate this little man growing up step by step.
Only now did I know that the person who killed his other clone was by his side.
Xu Qi'an not only killed his identity, but also returned to Beijing with the corpse, jumping up and down, killing the Duke of the country, and denounced him in front of the people.
Too much deception, too much deception! !
Joan of Arc was both frightened and angry, and the viciousness in his heart was like turning over the river, gritted his teeth and said: "I will not give you another chance."
Xu Qi'an said lightly: "Yuan Jing is dead. After today, Dafeng will change his throne."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Jeanne showed a proud and arrogant smile: "You are right, after today, Dafeng will indeed change ownership, and it will become a subject of the Witch God Sect."
Sure enough, the first emperor's goal was to make Dafeng a subject of the Witch God Sect. He wanted to follow the example of Salun Agu.... Xu Qi'an frowned:
"What are you going to do?"
Emperor Joan of Arc swallowed the spirit of heaven and earth and recovered his state. He opened his arms as if to show his greatness, saying:
"Do you know the dragon veins? The dynasty ruled the Central Plains, not only the people, but also the territory. The human heart condenses Qi luck, and the dragon veins are the essence of Qi luck and territory.
"As long as I extract the spirit of the dragon veins and give them to the witch gods, the Central Plains will suffer from natural disasters and man-made disasters, but because the dragon veins are not dead, the uprisings are often unsuccessful. However, the witch sect controls the dragon veins in the Central Plains, and it is easy to enter the Central Plains. "
"So you want to help the Sorcerer Cult kill Wei Gong?"
Xu Qi'an didn't know the dragon veins, but he knew about the air luck. After Dafeng lost half of his air luck, the national power was declining in recent years, either there was a drought or there was a flood.
It's not going well for years.
As for the lucky one, along the way, he can always turn into auspicious encounters and encounters again and again. In just one year, he has been promoted to the third rank. On the surface, he has been favored by some bigwigs. In fact, this is a good luck. Performance.
If the dragon vein is taken away by non-witch gods, the result can be imagined.
"Wei Yuan must die. If he is alive, I will face him today. And the combat power of a second-rank martial artist is much stronger than you."
Emperor Joan continued to breathe aura, and the violent blow just now caused a slight injury to him.
"Wei Yuan is a handsome talent that has been hard to see for hundreds of years. He is immortal, and Sarun Agu has trouble sleeping and eating. Even if the Witch God Sect holds the dragon veins, he may not be able to easily enter the Central Plains. Of course, I kill Wei Yuan and there is a third The reason, you will know it soon.
"By the way, when I went to court, I had already activated the formation and stripped the dragon veins. Would you like to go back and stop it? I don't mind going to the city to fight."
I mind... these Wei Gong also expected them. In the battle of Jingshan City, it was also the witch who asked the king to enter the urn, but Wei Gong had no choice. If he sat and watched the witch break the seal, even if Wei Gong led the soldiers to fight again. Strong, can't beat a super product... Xu Qi'an asked:
"You want to take away the dragon vein, the supervisory committee agrees?"
As a first-class warlock, no one knows luck better than him. Emperor Joan wanted to take the dragon veins away from under the eyelids of Jianzheng, wishful thinking.
Although Jian Zheng could not kill Joan, he could prevent the dragon veins from being taken away.
Joan of Arc laughed and said, "June is the greatest enemy in my longevity plan. If there is no way to hold him, how can I draw dragon veins?"
Xu Qi'an frowned.
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Lingbao View.
Luo Yuheng walked out of the quiet room, came to the small courtyard, and stretched out his little white hand toward the small pond in the courtyard.
A rusty iron sword burst out of the water and delivered itself into her hands.
Luo Yuheng stepped out and disappeared into the courtyard.
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Star-gazing building.
Waves came from the void, and a figure wrapped in wizard robes stepped out of the void.
This is an old man holding a goat whip in his hand, with white beard and hair, and his eyes calm and gentle, but it is such an old man who is indistinguishable from an ordinary old man. His appearance makes the sky above the star-gazing tower clouded.
The black clouds were rolling, very close to the star-gazing building, as if they were just overhead, and blazing lightnings wandered through the clouds.
The moment the old man appeared, the Eight Diagrams platform lit up a series of patterns, strangling him.
But the old man seems to be not in this world, any attack on him won't work~EbookFREE.me~ Disciple, if you have Wei Yuan's power to break the formation, I will leave now, Master. "Saron Agu smiled.
The supervisor twisted the wine glass and took a leisurely sip.
"So far, Dafeng's national strength has been weakened, how much strength do you still have?" Salon Agu sat down at the table.
Jian Zheng sneered and said, "The warlock uses his brain, but the Wufu only knows how to use brute force."
While speaking, a chessboard appeared on the table.
"Next game."
"Decision to win or lose?"
Jian Zheng said indifferently: "No, when this round is over, the matter is over."
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PS: I will write this story slowly. Don't rush you, write it quickly, but you can't write it well. Speed ​​and quality are inversely proportional. I hope you don’t rush.