God-Level Evolution Animal Killer Group

The imperial city, the central square.

The battle between the two camps has completely reached a white-hot stage.

The screams of killing, the screams, and the clash of weapons were all intertwined and echoed in the square.

In this kind of battlefield with a huge number of personnel, any fancy Cultivation Technique martial arts can't play a big role.

Only hold the weapon tightly and look for the enemy to chop each other.

Fighting is physical strength, courage, and fierceness!

Qin Xiong himself, Cultivation Base, is already a ninth-level fighter, no matter what aspect, he is superior in strength.

Huh——!

The long knife in his hand opened and closed in the crowd, and swept across suddenly, any approaching enemy army was instantly cut off by the powerful sword light!

With ten times the military strength of the rebels, it is difficult for the rebels to have much advantage in such a fight in a short period of time.

In the peripheral area of ​​the square, Yan Fengjun rode on horseback to watch the battle.

When he saw Qin Xiong who was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and said coldly, "Sun Mu, it's handed over to you."

"Yes, Your Highness."

A cold voice sounded, and among the rear guards, a man in black came out.

He raised his head, revealing an extremely pale face, full of shadows.

"This guy, is it..."

On the high platform, Lin Hao has been paying attention to what is happening on the enemy's side.

When he saw Sun Mu's face, his heart sank, and his eyes instantly turned gloomy.

Because this guy is the mysterious man in black who attacked him in the core secret room of the ancient shogunate.

Unexpectedly, this person would appear here!

It's really a narrow road for Yuanjia.

Lin Hao sneered in his heart.

"As long as Qin Xiong dies, the other small characters won't be able to make waves!"

Yan Fengjun frowned and said, feeling quite jealous of Qin Xiong in his heart.

"Relax, with this treasure, even two Qin Xiongs, I'm sure to kill them!"

Sun Mu smiled sullenly, and a Feng Shui compass flashed out of his right palm.

Its whole body is black and white, and its surface is engraved with mysterious rune, and it faintly exudes a strange energy wave.

This Feng Shui compass is undoubtedly a treasure that he obtained from the prince a while ago and prepared to deal with Qin Xiong.

Samsara Feng Shui compass!

It is rumored that this game was created by the talented Samsara hundreds of years ago.

However, this tool can only exert its true power if it is gifted with Samsara's eyes.

If others are urged, they can only perform a soul attack similar to Samsara's illusion.

In this regard, Sun Mu feels that it has been very useful.

Both he and Qin Xiong are ninth-level fighters.

The master moves, victory or defeat is often in an instant.

And this Samsara Feng Shui compass is the key to the moment he relied on!

"What it is?"

Lin Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the Samsara Feng Shui compass in Sun Mu's hand, which was quite strange.

"Samsara Feng Shui compass."

Beside, the three princes suddenly spoke and said lightly: "It is rumored that this device is weird and domineering, but the user is limited to Samsara eye talents, otherwise it can only perform functions such as soul attacks."

Samsara Feng Shui compass! ?

Upon hearing this, Lin Hao's eyes flashed with surprise.

Unexpectedly, this device is so peculiar.

Aside from other functions, the soul attack alone is enough to make people feel palpitation!

"Although this is the case, there is an extreme method."

The voice of the three princes has a faint meaning, "That means digging out Samsara's eyes and then forcibly integrating into oneself, you can really stimulate the full function of Samsara Feng Shui compass."

Hearing this, Lin Hao's heart jumped.

Gouging out Samsara's eyes?

This method is not only extreme, it is cruel!

Lin Hao couldn't help swallowing secretly, but fortunately, after awakening Samsara's eyes, he never exposed it in public.

As for the only known ‘Mo Yun Tian’, he was killed in the bamboo forest last night.

No one knew what happened to him awakening Samsara's eyes.

"You know a lot, is it premeditated?"

Lin Hao raised his eyebrows lightly and asked tentatively.

"Premeditated?"

The third prince was startled, and immediately laughed, "I suddenly realized that I have a good conversation with you."

"Unfortunately, you are the father's subordinate, not..."

Speaking of this, the words of the three princes were already very obvious.

"I can understand, are you trying to win me over?"

Lin Hao also seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

I feel that this guy's scheming and the city are not so deep.

Between words and deeds, it is like playing chess.

No wonder, the vast majority of people in this coup d'état were all played by him in applause.

However, Lin Hao was the only one who stayed out.

That's why, in the eyes of the third prince, Lin Hao, who was next to him, could not see through.

Even Lin Hao's true identity was not as simple as the Ming Pavilion assassin.

The feeling is very peculiar, like an opponent playing chess at the same table with him, watching the direction of the whole game.

But now, he is in the light, but Lin Hao is in the dark.

"Do you mind, say your name?"

The third prince finally couldn't help asking.

"Ming Pavilion Tian Group, Jing Ke."

Lin Hao cocked Erlang's legs and said lightly.

"Very good code name."

A smile appeared at the corners of the third prince's mouth, and it was natural to hear that Jing Ke was not Lin Hao's real name.

boom!

At this time, a heavy bombardment sounded suddenly, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Lin Hao and the third prince, their gazes all looked down in unison.

However, in the riotous square, two figures exuded a vigorous atmosphere, and there were corpses all over the ground within a range of tens of meters.

The soldiers of the two armed forces who were fighting each other retreated to the periphery in extreme panic, not daring to set foot in the battle circle of the two strong men.

Those two powerhouses are undoubtedly Qin Xiong and Sun Mu.

After a short confrontation just now, Qin Xiong, who was in the ninth-level middle stage, clearly had the upper hand.

He is like a God of War, standing there majestic and majestic, full of red golden light swirling around wantonly, and a long knife in his hand, stained with scarlet blood.

On the other hand, Sun Mu, holding the sword in his right hand, trembled slightly, the palm of his hand cracked open, and there was faint blood oozing out.

"General Qin, you are indeed as powerful as the rumors. Under normal circumstances, I am not your opponent."

Sun Mu looked gloomy, staring at the domineering Qin Xiong, coldly smiled: "Jie Jie Jie... But then, it's not that normal anymore."

After that, he suddenly sacrificed Samsara Feng Shui compass, and the huge Spirit Power poured into it madly.

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