Vol 8 Chapter 159: cruel

The sound of "噗" sounded softly.
A guru from Yanjing has appeared in front of Huang Zhenwei in a ghostly manner. The purple sword in his hand directly penetrates the chest and abdomen of Huang Zhenwei and emerges from behind Huang Zhenwei.
This Yanjing master saw that nearly 20,000 sergeants were killed by Yuan Wuyijian. They were already red-eyed, and all of them were determined to die. However, this moment they stayed for a while.
He did not think so easily.
Huang Zhenwei is the pro-pass of the Moshou City who guards the Changling Mausoleum. It has long been the master of the Seven Kingdoms. Why is it so high that he will be slashed by his easy sword?
The blood and the real yuan rushed out from behind Huang Zhenwei.
However, when the Yanjing master was wrong, these blood and real elements suddenly stopped like a living thing, but instead shrank toward Huang Zhenwei's body.
Huang Zhenwei was indifferent, and his right hand was pointed to the sword, directly shooting a golden sword.
This Yanjing master's sword was sharply pulled out to block the golden sword. However, in a roar, this Yanjing master could not stop the power of this sword. Half of the body was directly shocked into blood.
Huang Zhenwei did not stop. There were two kinds of foggy gold and gray in the blood hole pierced by the body. It was not like the flesh and blood of normal practitioners. It looked like a mysterious world in transformation, and the wound was visible at the naked eye. recovery.
His figure disappeared directly next to the Yan Jing master who was killed by his sword and appeared on the side of a guru wearing a black robe.
It seems that I just saw this guru. The two golden elements in the air are like two waterfalls, and the two sides are combined, such as two giant walls pressing against the master.
The black robe master screamed in fear, his body madness skyrocketed, and numerous black winds revolved around his body, but they could not rush out of these two giant walls. Numerous sounds of violent percussion sounded at the same time, and countless flesh and blood fragments flew out in the overflowing black wind.
This guru was directly killed and killed by Huang Zhenwei.
All the audience are shocked!
The rest of the masters who were struggling with the death of the heart of the dead also stopped and trembled.
Huang Zhenwei’s killing of the master in an instant is exactly like Yuan Wu’s personal shot. Even the means of using the power of heaven and earth are not just seven.
As for the key points of the body, they are quickly penetrated, but they are quickly restored, and even the shots have no effect. This is why even the practitioners who repaired the ghosts and ghosts of the Daqi Dynasty could not do it.
Emperor Yuanwu took the lead and stood still.
There are countless soots accompanied by the turmoil of the chaos, rising from the ground, like a thick fog, gradually covering his figure.
On the front of the battlefield, blood gathered into the river and spread along the ground toward him.
His face is confident and majestic, and his heart is filled with joy and satisfaction.
This kind of pleasure and satisfaction can be compared with the joy and satisfaction of his possession of Zheng sleeves in Changling.
He completely controlled Huang Zhenwei and deliberately received a sword from the master.
This kind of medicinal power of Zushan is no different from what he expected, and it is so powerful.
On the battlefield of blood flowing into the river, Huang Zhenwei shot again.
His feet fell heavily on the ground, splashing a wave of blood. He ignored the shock of these masters. The whole body was wrapped in a golden sword and slammed directly into a guru in front.
The guru was frightened and did not dare to contend, madly fleeing backwards.
There are three masters on the left and right sides, and the three swords are like three big mountains rushing to Huang Zhenwei.
Huang Zhenwei hard to pick up!
A loud bang, a lot of sergeants in the rear felt that the front was dark, the ears roared, and no other sounds could be heard.
The figure of Huang Zhenwei’s rushing into the body was curbed by hardships, and the sword was entangled in the body. There was a deep visible bone wound, bleeding in the nose and mouth.
However, among the three masters who worked hard to get out of the sword, one of the masters exclaimed with a sudden exclamation.
Because such a wound had no effect on Huang Zhenwei, he reached out and waved a few flying swords with holy light, which had already flown in front of the master.
Because of this attack by the master, the real yuan in the body has been swaying and unable to condense.
Hey!
This master can't do effective defense, and the body is divided by these several swords.
"Yuanwu! Angan and I have a single fight!"
A master is crazy, regardless of this Huang Zhenwei, leaping in the air, such as the meteorite rushed toward Yuanwu, Li Xiao Zhentian.
"presumptuous!"
"With you?"
Among the smoke and dust, Yuan Wu screamed and screamed.
With these two cold drinks, two obvious holes appeared in the smoke, and the transparent sword light appeared.
The first sword rushed into the air. The master held his hands and pressed, and there were countless golden sparks in front of him.
The second sword swelled into the air, and the master screamed, and the body was cut off from it and fell from the air.
At this time, the Daqin cavalry had already rushed to Yuanwu, not far behind. Seeing this picture, there was a tsunami-like cheering and shouting.
The three Yanqi Pioneers in front of them were completely chilling.
Even these former masters have been unable to control their own state of mind.
"what!"
One of the masters could not suppress the fear inside, and turned and fled.
"This undead body is too strange, and it doesn't make sense to fight for death."
Another guru still said this sentence, and then quickly retired. In addition to giving these gurus to work side by side, this sentence is more like convincing yourself, lest you lose your will forever in the future, and you will no longer have to enter the country. .
The remaining masters are still hesitating, and Huang Zhenwei has continued to cover up.
A loud bang.
Huang Zhenwei broke the sword of a master with one hand, and even with the sword light in his hand, the whole arm pierced the chest of the master, and the master was provoked first, then the arm was shaken. The body of the master was directly The broken bats are generally divided and scattered.
"This person is definitely no longer Huang Zhenwei!"
The three-way Yanqi Pioneer Army was unable to rush forward and began to collapse. Some of the practitioners only had such a voice in their hearts.
Even in the enemy's dynasty, they were sure that the first yellow priest in Changling was a gentle young practitioner. Even if he killed the enemy, he would not have to ruin the cruel way after the enemy died. remains.
This idea quickly responded.
This response comes from Huang Zhenwei itself.
The other masters have no longer wanted to fight with him again, and they are all scattered.
Without Huang Zhiwei, who was blocked by these masters, he immediately entered the three-way vanguard of this rout.
Two golden sword lights swayed out from his hands, each of which was dozens of feet long. Every time he swayed, he brushed up a wave, and and cruel to the extreme.
(The Beijing conference rushed back to Wuxi without stopping, and then the non-stop code word, tomorrow code word time, will try to write more. Thank you for your support)