Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

"Jie Jie Jie, go to hell!"

The bow string instantly bounced, thunder roared, the arrow hissed like an eagle, turned into an afterimage, and shot towards the fighting Ye Tian at an extremely fast speed.

During the battle, Ye Tian jumped up high, bent down and pulled up to the full moon. The veins in his palms popped out, and the spear suddenly slashed downwards, knocking the giant beast back several meters.

Just as Ye Tian was about to pursue the pursuit, his calm face suddenly changed for the first time. A sense of death crisis surged into his heart, and a roaring sound also sounded at this moment.

Without any time to think, Ye Tian hurriedly waved his spear and mobilized his spiritual power to sweep back.

boom!

The ultimate explosion, the terrifying momentum seemed to be able to swallow everything. The air waves rolled and spread to all directions. I felt that the void was shaking, the giant trees swayed, and the fallen leaves in the sky fell to the ground like snowflakes.

Ye Tian groaned, and his body was uncontrollably blown away by this majestic force, and he fell heavily to the ground.

"Pfft..." Ye Tian staggered to his feet and felt the smell of blood gathering in his throat, lingering for a long time. Suddenly, he couldn't hold it in any longer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Yin Hong is sprinkled on the fallen leaves, and I hear the sadness and silence of autumn.

At this moment, Ye Tian's face was as pale as a white paper, with a few obvious blood stains hanging from the corners of his mouth. The spiritual power in his body was even more disordered, and he had been severely injured.

"You were careless. I don't want it to happen again..." A voice sounded in Ye Tian's mind, with a cold tone, like a machine, without any emotion at all.

Even though he felt so uncomfortable that he didn't want to say a word, Ye Tian still spoke in a respectful tone and said with difficulty, "Ahem, I understand..."

At this time, Wan Qiqiu appeared in front of Ye Tian unhurriedly, with a ferocious smile on his face and said, "Jie Jie Jie, what do you know? Do you know that you are going to die?"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch", the giant beast opened its bloody mouth and howled loudly, then walked up to Wanqiqiu and, like a puppy, kept rubbing against Wanqiu with its huge body.

"Jiejiejie, don't worry, I won't miss you."

Wanqi Qiuqiu gently stroked the body of the giant beast and said softly, then looked at Ye Tian with greedy eyes. Perhaps because he was too excited, his body started to tremble uncontrollably.

If you can devour him, your strength will definitely skyrocket, and it won't take long before you can rule the entire Mingxu and recreate the Great Zhao Empire.

Thinking of this, Wan Qiqiu couldn't bear it any longer, raised his long bow, and said with a ferocious smile, "You are very strong, but you met me, the Emperor of Zhao!"

Whoosh!

The arrows turned into deadly ghost symbols, as if they could harvest Ye Tian's life in the next second.

Unexpectedly, when it flew one meter in front of Ye Tian, ​​the arrow exploded directly and turned into a ball of black gas, floating in front of Ye Tian without even a trace leaking out.

"Da Zhao? Is he very strong..."

A cold voice sounded, like a devil's whisper, echoing in the air for a long time.

"How, how is it possible..."

Wan Qiqiu's pupils shrank suddenly and his face changed drastically. At this moment, he felt like he was being locked by something terrifying, and his body could not stop shaking.

Fear welled up in my heart.

The next second, the wind blew loudly in the dense forest.

With Ye Tian as the center, the spiritual energy in the air gathered crazily and poured into his body at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, endless spiritual light rose from Ye Tian's body, and the darkness was as deep as an abyss.

Immediately afterwards, a man wearing black armor, a red curtain on his shoulders, and holding an ink-colored spear slowly walked out of the void.

The face is resolute, the sword eyes are sharp, and the eyes reveal a temperament as sharp as a blade, deep and majestic, and the figure is tall and powerful. Just standing here has a depressing temperament.

The man glanced at Ye Tian behind him and frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything. With a thought, a ball of black spiritual fire burst out from his fingertips and penetrated into Ye Tian's chest.

Ye Tian quickly closed his eyes tightly, and in an instant, black spiritual fire appeared on his body, burning his body while quickly repairing his injuries.

"You, who are you?"

Wan Qiqiu said in shock, he could clearly feel that the man opposite him was far above him in terms of strength and level.

It can't be compared, not at all.

There are countless gaps between them. What's more, my own epic is still a little bit good. With the blessing of the national destiny, I can barely reach the epic.

The man turned his head, looked at the man and the beast opposite, and said calmly, "Zhao, which dynasty is it?"

Wan Qiqiuqiu swallowed, suppressed the fear in his heart, and said weakly, "Da Zhao is an imperial... small country that I created during the Later Jin Dynasty."

"Later Jin? Jin Dynasty..." A trace of disgust flashed in the man's eyes, and then he said, "Treacherous ministers are in power, I... don't like it very much!"

Wan Qiqiu's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward and said with a smile, "I don't like it very much either. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Your Excellency, how about..."

Seeing Wan Qiqiu's flattering look, the man snorted coldly and said coldly, "Foreigners should be killed even more!"

As he spoke, the man swung out his spear, and a half-moon gun light exploded. The terrifying power wrapped around the gravel on the ground and slashed straight at Wan Qiqiu.

"Your Excellency!" Wanqi Qiuqiu exclaimed. In a panic, he quickly drew out his scimitar and slashed at him with all his strength.

Bang!

The gun light bloomed, and the remnant power of the explosion instantly enveloped Wanqi Qiuji. A huge impact sent him flying several meters, and he broke several big trees before he could stop.

"Ah...ah..." Countless black spiritual fires adhered to his body, burning and eroding his body. In pain, Wan Qiqiu kept screaming like a pig.

"Roar--"

The giant beast roared and wanted to rush forward and tear the man apart, but its instinct kept reminding it to run away. In the dilemma, it could only look fierce and stare at the man in front of it.

"Suanni? Haha, it's just a kitten." The man chuckled. He flashed his body and appeared beside the giant beast. He turned his spear and swung it out, hitting the giant beast's waist hard. .

boom!

The giant beast screamed, and its huge body flew out uncontrollably. However, before it landed, the man appeared in front of it, swung out another gun, and knocked it away again...

Base, in the room.

Zhao Wenlong stiffened up, looking at the picture on the screen, he was dumbfounded, it was really hard to believe what he saw in front of him.

No way, right?

His grandma, I haven’t broken through the epic yet, so you want me to see this scene?

What a grandma's attitude.

Suddenly it feels like the epic is not that good...

After a while, Zhao Wenlong came back to his senses and murmured, "Xiao Wang, what do you think..."

"Stand and watch..." Xiao Wang said blankly.

"..."

In the dense forest.

The man looked at the dying beast lying on the ground with indifferent eyes, and then the spear shook, and a ball of roiling fire suddenly rose.

He waved a spear light and walked slowly towards the direction of Wanqi Qiu, regardless of the roar behind him.

At this moment, Wan Qiqiu's eyes were empty and his body was extremely weak. He could clearly feel that the soul contract between himself and the national destiny beast had dissipated, which meant...

Before he could think about it, pain came from the depths of his soul again, tearing and burning his soul, and the destiny of the country came back. This feeling simply made him worse than death.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps ahead.

He raised his head with difficulty, and after seeing the person coming, Wan Qiqiu smiled miserably, and said with a weak face, "Ahem, can you tell me your name?"

The man was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "The Champion of the Han Dynasty, Huo Qubing..."

"Hahahaha..." Wan Qiqiu was shocked and burst into laughter.

Holding back the injuries on his body, Wan Qiqiu took out his scimitar and shouted loudly, "Emperor of Zhao, Wan Qiqiu, please fight, the champion of the Han Dynasty!"

The cloak rustled in the wind, and Huo Qubing narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the other party as if he was thinking about something.

After a long time, he raised his spear and said in a deep voice: "The champion of the Han Dynasty, Huo Qubing..."