Nightwatcher

As the saying goes, the battlefield changes rapidly.

This sentence should be exactly here.

No one expected that the barbarians who were fighting to death just a moment ago and the king of Zhenbei suddenly formed an alliance at this moment, and aimed their spearhead at the mysterious strong man holding the sword of Zhen Guo.

Facing the simultaneous gazes of the five peak experts, Xu Qi'an licked his lips, showing a ferocious, bloodthirsty smile.

"You seem very excited? Do you really think that with the Sword of Zhen Guo, you can fight five against one?" King Zhenbei squinted his eyes and sneered:

"Looking at your aura, it's also a third grade. If the effect of the blood pill is not enough, then use your life essence to make up for it."

The life essence of a third-rank master is no worse than that of blood pills. To be more precise, King Zhenbei refines blood pills to push him to hit the level of second-rank with the huge life energy.

The essence is "huge life energy". The blood pills refined by 300,000 people are life energy, and the blood essence of third-rank masters is also life energy.

It's just that it's too difficult to kill a third-rank person, far less easy than massacring a city.

Hearing King Zhenbei's words, Zhu Jiu and Ji Li Zhigu licked their lips, salivating.

Usually there is no such good opportunity to besiege and kill a third-rank martial artist. The barbarians and the monsters are allies, two third-rank, and although there is only one third-rank King Zhenbei Wang in the northern border, he has the home court advantage, with a protective circle and a heavy-duty magic weapon.

It is a tough bone in itself, and secondly, King Zhenbei will definitely not defend Chuzhou City to the death. He and Zhu Jiu couldn't stop a third grade who just wanted to escape.

And if they couldn't kill Zhenbei King, they would only provoke Dafeng's backlash. They were afraid that Wei Yuan would march north again.

So there were occasional conflicts between the two sides, but no such large-scale battles.

Now it is different, now five peak masters besiege and kill a third rank, even if the opponent has the Zhen Guo sword, at most it is a needle stuck in the barbecue, it is difficult to eat, it is just difficult.

Under the gaze of everyone, Xu Qi'an stuck the Zhen Guo sword on the ground, raised his hands, covered his face, raised his head, and let out a hoarse and strange laugh:

"After suppressing it for so long, I can finally release my strength to my heart's content. Five third-rank yellow-haired boys are barely enough for me to eat."

Then, he raised a finger and announced, "The first stage."

King Zhenbei and the others raised their eyebrows, feeling that the other party was either bluffing or losing self-knowledge because of the power brought by the blood pill.

Hey, master, you are too floating. Although you may have been very strong in life, but now you are just a broken arm and a remnant soul! Xu Qi'an also felt that something was wrong with the divine state.

Every time the immortal body appears, Shenshu will become strange, and his temperament will change drastically, as if he is a different person.

"bluff!"

The wizard snorted coldly, spread out his palms, and pointed at Xu Qi'an: "Evil!"

What he wanted to say was "death", and he used the curse killing technique to deal a heavy blow to this strong man who suddenly became insane.

But halfway through the word "death", "Xu Qi'an" suddenly put his index finger against his lips, and said in a low voice in an exaggerated tone: "Shh, keep your mouth shut."

In an instant, the wizard only felt that his mouth was sealed by an invisible force, and he didn't dare to try to open his mouth wide, but he couldn't make a sound.

Xu Qi'an then disappeared and output in close combat.

A round of dazzling light clusters erupted, and outsiders could not see the details of the battle clearly. They could only comprehend the intensity of the battle through the continuous explosions, thunderous loud noises.

Then a figure flew out, and after stimulating his blood, the body of this wizard of the Witch God Sect swelled, and he was originally taller than the blue giant Ji Lizhigu.

But now he was beaten back to his original shape, his chest was sunken, and there was a transparent sword hole in his abdomen. His left hand was severed at the shoulder level.

The high-grade wizard quickly retreated, in the process of stimulating blood, using the ability of the ninth-grade blood spirit to repair his wounds and reshape the broken arm.

"Be careful, he has no weakness, I can't find his weakness." The wizard said solemnly.

The third-rank wizard is called "Linghui", who can see through the enemy's weaknesses and flaws in moves, so as to plan an effective attack or counterattack plan for himself.

The biggest characteristic of Linghui is that he can do anything with ease, like a high-ranking strong man, no matter how madly you attack, he will never rush to resolve it.

"Are you a Buddhist?"

Zhu Jiu screamed, instinctively afraid, and the vertical eyes immediately shot out the light of hatred.

Five hundred years ago, whether it was the southern demons who were exterminated in Yijiazi, or the northern demons who are now depleted of talents, they all suffered from Buddhism and were educated by Buddhism.

In Kyushu two hundred years ago, only Confucianism could compete with Buddhism.

Now that Confucianism is in decline, Buddhism can be called the largest force in Kyushu.

"What is Buddhism? The day when I reunite with my physical body will be the time when Buddhism will be destroyed." Xu Qi'an laughed wildly, like a lawless madman.

A ray of golden light came suddenly, and hit Shenshu directly, but hit the afterimage.

The next moment, Zhu Jiu, who made a sneak attack, was terrified, turned his head sharply, and shot a golden light from his vertical eyes.

As soon as a figure appeared there, it was torn apart by the golden light. It turned out to be just a phantom.

puff!

"Xu Qi'an", who was covered in magic flames, landed on the back of the giant scarlet python. He pierced the bronze sword into the back of the giant python, dragged it, and ran wildly on the scarlet road.

Zhen Guojian cut open the flesh and blood of the giant python, cutting off every cervical vertebrae.

Clusters of blood-colored flowers bloomed behind him.

Zhu Jiu roared miserably, and the huge snake turned around in the city, rampaging. In the eyes of the soldiers at the top of the city, it was like a mad snake rushing into the sand table.

At this time, the cyan giant Ji Lizhigu appeared behind Xu Qi'an without a sound, and swung down with his huge sword.

Xu Qi'an seemed to have eyes behind him, and turned around to hold Zhen Guojian.

Dangdang

The door-like fine iron epee was like a toy in the hands of the cyan giant. The two of them fought for more than twenty swords in an instant, and the epee shortened inch by inch, breaking out pieces of iron.

Xu Qi'an jumped up, held down the head of the cyan giant, and jumped behind him like a fish, with a click, the front face of the cyan giant appeared on the back.

With a flash of the copper sword, the horny armor outside the skin was cut, the throat was cut open, and the carotid artery was cut open.

The red and blue blood was like a fountain, and under the strong pressure, it sprayed several meters high.

King Zhenbei's scalp suddenly went numb. Out of the martial artist's instinct for danger, he leaped forward and slashed the sword that cut to the head.

The moment he stood still, Shenshu followed him like a shadow, and had already killed him behind him. The Zhenguo Sword burst out with a golden light, as if it was about to cut the void into pieces.

King Zhenbei only had a dazzling sword light in his eyes, his hairs stood on end, and every nerve in his body was sending danger signals to him, telling him: Danger, danger, if you don't avoid it, you will die!

Since the Battle of Shanhaiguan, there has been no 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 explode.

The extremely talented Zhenbei King happens to be the latter.

His expression was calm, his eyes were as calm as a mirror, he clenched his fist, and punched out slowly, but at the extreme speed.

A domineering and unparalleled fist surged out, causing changes in the sky and the earth, and the high-altitude clouds swirled in a vortex shape. The earth rumbled and trembled, as if it couldn't bear such a domineering spirit.

As we all know, martial arts are vulgar, rare in ancient and modern times, without dazzling special effects, and without fancy skills.

Therefore, King Zhenbei's punch completely aroused the vision of heaven and earth with his own aura, which was extremely terrifying.

when!

The fist and the blade collided together, and there was a loud bang between heaven and earth, which directly stunned the soldiers and barbarian cavalry in the distance.

The violent energy turned into a pure shock wave, with the two of them as the center, the ground sank for several miles around.

Ji Lizhigu, Gaopin Wizard and others also had to avoid the edge temporarily to avoid this terrible shock wave.

Under high pressure, King Zhenbei slammed the most peak punch in his life.

His fist has turned into bloody mud, and blood is continuously flowing from the broken wrist.

Domineering is the martial arts he insists on, and it is also his condensed meaning.

"Interesting and interesting, it is rare to see someone cultivating domineering intentions."

"Xu Qi'an" held a sword in one hand, covered his face with the other, laughed nervously, and the laughter sent chills down King Zhenbei's spine.

"Hoo, hoo"

King Zhenbei, who was slowly retreating, heard gasps from beside him. He glanced left and right, and found that Ji Li Zhigu and Gaopin Wizard were slowly approaching him.

It seems to be meeting.

And the Taoist head of the Dizong in the distance also slowly shifted direction, moving to the back of the three strong melee fighters.

They dare not disperse.

"He has no weakness, and he is invincible in melee combat." The wizard said through voice transmission.

"His physical body is very strange, unmatched by others." The cyan giant also gave his intuitive feeling.

"But he doesn't seem to have a "meaning"." King Zhenbei said via voice transmission.

His hand has not yet recovered, and the flesh and blood slowly squirmed, eliminating the pale golden flame.

A person in the Buddhist sect, who cultivates both Zen and martial arts, his body is evil and terrifying, and he is too strong. When did such a strong man emerge from the Buddhist sect, and who is he?

At this point, the five powerhouses no longer had the self-confidence they had just now.

On the top of the house near the city wall, Dali Sicheng and the two censors stood on the roof, squinting, looking at the battlefield in the distance.

They were mere mortals, and couldn't see the details of the battle at all. At most, they could judge the intensity of the battle from the sound of rumbling explosions and the fluctuation of air that turned into a gust of wind when they came close.

But fortunately, there is a golden gong like Yang Yan, a dignified fourth rank, who is usually very intimidating.

Now being a "telescope" is also a good candidate.

Liu Yushi looked around on tiptoe and asked, "Yang Jinluo, how is the battle going?"

Dali Sicheng immediately asked: "How can that mysterious master fight five people, he, is he okay?"

Yang Yan was overwhelmed with emotion: "It's too strong, that mysterious master is too strong. Facing the siege of five third-ranks, he suppressed them all by himself."

"well!"

Dali Sicheng trembled with excitement.

Taking advantage of the cessation of fighting between the soldiers and the barbarians, the surviving Jiang Hu warriors slipped up the city wall one after another, and each picked a part of the city wall to overlook.

Too powerful, this is the battle of the pinnacle master.

Chuzhou City is a large city with a population of more than 300,000 people. It takes an entire day for ordinary people to cross this city.

It takes two hours to ride a horse.

Now when they look down from the top of the city, they can only see large areas of ruins, and only the houses near the city wall remain intact.

This is because the strong people in the city do not aim at destruction, otherwise, even the four walls of the city would have been demolished.

"He made it, killed Zhenbei King, Manzi, and Snake Demon, and avenged the people of Chuzhou City."

A young Jianghu man cursed angrily.

"Presumptuous! The King of Zhenbei is a prince, you have committed a crime of disrespect."

In the distance, a black-robed spy flew into a rage when he heard the sound.

"Is what I said wrong?"

The young Jianghu man had the fiery temper of a man from the northern border, with his eyes hanging open, he scolded the spies without fear:

"The king of Zhenbei slaughtered Chuzhou City for his own selfishness, the prince of shit, even Zhen Guojian despises him."

"Yes, kill them. If I can save my dog's life this time, I will definitely publicize what King Zhenbei did."

The people in the surrounding rivers and lakes shared the same hatred, shouted and cursed, and held down the handle of the knife. Every man in the world is rebellious and unruly, and there is already endless anger in his heart.

They are not deterred by pressing the handle of the knife, but really will draw the knife to kill.

The spy saw that the other side had a lot of people, and none of them were weak, so he sneered and said: "You think that the allied forces of monsters and barbarians are attacking the city, internal and external, and in critical times, they can be lawless and slander the prince?

"I'll let you know now that this Chuzhou is still the Chuzhou of King Zhenbei."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and ordered hundreds of soldiers who stretched out their hands: "Take down these people for me, and if there is any resistance, shoot them to death!"

Nobody moved.

The black-robed spy suddenly turned around, eyes under the mask glared fiercely at the soldiers: "Do you want to disobey the military order?"

The soldiers bowed their heads and remained motionless.

"Although I am an ordinary man, I also know that scholars often say: If there is a way, there will be more help than if there is no way. The king of Zhenbei is insane.

"You are the lackey of King Zhenbei, how dare you bark here."

Sure enough, more than a dozen people from the rivers and lakes drew their weapons and rushed forward, hacking the spy to death.

The soldiers not far away still lowered their heads, saw nothing, and remained silent.

After killing people, all the people in the rivers and lakes continued to pay attention to the battlefield and overlook the distance.

In fact, they can use this to escape from Chuzhou City and stay away from the place of right and wrong. But no one left, not because they liked to watch the excitement, but because they wanted to see a result.

For this, even at the expense of life.

Everyone violated the ban with strength, but the blood in his chest did not go out.

At this time, the voice transmission of the Daoist of the Dizong said: "If we don't take away the Zhen Guojian, it will be difficult for us to defeat him. After devouring the blood pill, this person's strength will improve by leaps and bounds."

The words of Hei Lian's Taoist chief aroused the unanimous approval of Zhu Jiu, Ji Li Zhigu and others.

The five of them maintained a posture of being ready to fight, and communicated secretly through voice transmission.

The flesh and blood on King Zhenbei's wrist squirmed slowly and recovered, and the sound transmission responded: "What can you do?"

Heilian Daoist voice transmission said: "I can use formations to erode the Zhenguo sword, making it lose its spirituality for a quarter of an hour. The price is that this clone dissipates."

King Zhenbei and the others were not surprised but happy. Wufu can only be violent and reckless. When encountering a strong player of the same system who is stronger than himself, he is easily suppressed.

But other systems are different, and the methods are treacherous and changeable.

It is an extremely cost-effective deal to exchange a clone of Hei Lian Taoist leader for the other party to lose the Zhen Guojian for a quarter of an hour.

The giant python in the distance, Zhujiu, said via voice transmission: "No, with his terrifying physical body, even without the Zhenguo Sword, it is impossible for us to kill him or seriously injure him within a quarter of an hour."

Without Zhen Guojian, they are confident to defeat each other, but they can't kill each other in a quarter of an hour.

Gaopin Wufu is too difficult to kill.

King Zhenbei pondered for a while, and said: "Maybe it is possible, as long as our overall strength can reach the second rank for a short time, well, I am simply referring to the strength of the second rank."

The promotion from the third rank to the second rank is of course not just an improvement in Qi, but also a transformation of "mind".

The cyan giant sneered at the sound transmission: "The power of the second rank, you say it is there?"

King Zhenbei said indifferently: "I have a formation map, which is Jianzheng's early work. This formation is called Wushuang Dharma Form. He can combine the power of everyone into one and condense it into a Dharma form. There is no difference, so it is called Wushuang."

He had asked for the formation diagram from Jianzheng many years ago. The reason was that once the two northern monsters and barbarians joined forces, he would be unable to survive alone and needed a strong means of self-protection.

The supervisor also felt that what he said made sense, so he gave the formation map and cleared the inventory by the way.

With the enemy at hand, the five quickly reached a consensus.

The cyan giant Ji Li Zhigu took the lead, but the target was not "Xu Qi'an", but a certain section of the city wall, and took a sharp shot.

"buzz"

The soldiers and barbarian cavalry on the city wall suddenly dropped their weapons and flew into the air automatically.

Heavy weapons such as gun mounts made of steel also flew up, and they all gathered high.

These iron utensils melted into molten iron in the air, continuously expelled impurities, and condensed into crimson molten iron balls.

"Xu Qi'an" held the Zhen Guo sword, with the corners of his mouth curled up, looking at this scene defiantly.

Master, they are holding back their big moves, don't beep, anal them Xu Qi'an's heart shuddered, and he communicated with the monk Shenshu in his mind.

Monk Shenshu turned a deaf ear and kept standing with his sword, as if the signal was unstable and suddenly dropped.

Shenshu in this state is too arrogant and arrogant, I can't control him at all, what made me have the illusion that I can control him Xu Qi'an sighed inwardly.

The wizard raised his hand, facing Xu Qi'an, and shouted: "Death!"

Shenshu subconsciously used Buddhist spells to interrupt his curse-killing spell, but at this moment King Zhenbei arrived.

"Xu Qi'an" was interrupted from casting spells, and he raised his sword and stabbed out.

boom!

His chest was suddenly sunken, and the curse-killing technique produced a huge killing effect, and interrupted his sword movement. King Zhenbei punched Xu Qi'an in the chest.

With a bang, the intent of the fist came out of the back, blasting off a cascade of energy.

At this time, the molten iron in the sky was cast into a large bright red bell, which cooled rapidly, and the body of the bell appeared pitch black.

The giant clock slammed down towards Xu Qi'an, and in the process, the head of the sect turned into a black turbid current to engulf the giant clock, and dark and distorted runes full of evil and depravity appeared on the surface of the clock.

In an instant, the huge bell refined on the spot fused with the Daoist head of the Earth Sect, and turned into a magic weapon that exudes evil black mist.

It symbolizes corruption and corrupts everything in the world.

The vertical eyes on Zhu Jiu's forehead lit up, and suddenly a black light burst out, hitting Xu Qi'an directly, causing his thoughts to become confused and his body to freeze.

The giant clock came under the cover with a bang.

The dust settled.

Seeing this, King Zhenbei and the others showed smiles that victory was in sight, and when the clock fell, they laid the foundation for their victory.

"when"

Suddenly, a palm appeared on the surface of the giant clock, a palm print protruding outward.

"Dangdang"

More and more palm prints are raised, and the shape of this magic weapon, which symbolizes corruption, is distorted and on the verge of breaking.

Everyone's face changed, King Zhenbei no longer hesitated, soared into the sky, and shouted: "Follow me!"

He stood high in the air, his muscles swelled, and runes glowing with white shimmer stood out, covering every corner of his body.

The matrix is ​​within his body.

The cyan giant, Zhu Jiu, and the wizard jumped into the air one after another and crashed into King Zhenbei.

The shimmering incantation spread fiercely, covering them simultaneously, and then a light group that almost illuminated the entire Chuzhou City was born, like a small sun.

A few seconds later, the little sun slowly dissipated, and an unimaginably powerful breath was born.

This aura is like the descending of a god, carrying the coercion of a high-level creature, like an abyss like a prison.

A ten-foot-tall giant stood floating in the air. His skin was blue and red, his chest, joints and other vital points were covered with horny armor, his hands and feet were perfectly proportioned, and his muscles were strong.

A perfect body, a perfect body for battle.

His face is King Zhenbei, and behind his head floats an illusory black shadow, which is the battle spirit summoned by the wizard, with bonus combat power.

At the top of the city, the soldiers of the Great Feng Dynasty, the barbarians of the Qingyan tribe, and the army of the monster clan were all trembling, their legs trembling constantly, and their heads were lowered, not daring to look directly at the terrifying "god".

On the other side, on the ridge near the city wall, Dali Sicheng and two censors sat down on the ground, their faces pale and trembling.

Yang Yan looked at them, and his voice was unprecedentedly dignified: "Get ready to go out of the city, and leave here quickly, otherwise, we will be silenced."

The hearts of the members of the mission sank, and Yang Yan's meaning was very clear. The master who threatened to punish King Zhenbei was about to lose.

"How is this going?"

The sudden change made several civil servants unable to understand.

Yang Yan shook his head: "I don't know what method they used, but this force is much stronger than that mysterious master, he has no chance of winning.

"Go, go quickly."

He jumped down the roof with three civil servants, and Chen Butou and centurion Chen Xiao moved quickly to clear the way ahead.

Seeing the tense expressions on the faces of these warriors and their anxious running for their lives, Liu Yushi and the others felt that there was no luck in their hearts. They knew that the situation was in a dire situation and that Chuzhou City could not stay any longer.

boom!

The giant bell was torn apart by the violent and unparalleled force, and the clone of the Daozong Daoist was annihilated. Xu Qi'an, who was covered in magic flames, escaped smoothly, and the copper sword in his hand was stained with a layer of jet black ink.

No more spirituality.

"Temporarily unavailable."

"Xu Qi'an" discarded the copper sword casually without paying attention, then, he raised his head, looked at the ten-foot giant in the sky, and grinned: "Why is it so big?"

The giant lowered his head, stared at Xu Qi'an, and said solemnly: "I can't wait to devour your blood essence, it must be delicious."

"King Zhenbei, you slaughtered the entire Chuzhou city, did you ever think that you would be punished by heaven one day?"

This time, it was Xu Qi'an's voice.

King Zhenbei sneered and didn't answer, but the next moment, he spoke, and Ji Li Zhigu's voice sounded:

"King of Zhenbei, you are a dignified third-rank martial artist. If you dare to do it, you must dare to be it. Why, you still want to blame us for the massacre of the city?"

Then there was Zhujiu's strange laughter: "The city will be slaughtered, what dare not admit it, what a big deal. It's just some humble ants. When our ancestors ruled Kyushu, the status of the human race was not much higher than that of livestock.

"Kill as much as you want, eat as much as you want, it is the blessing of these ants to become our blood food and provide us with the essence of life. King Zhenbei, don't you think the same way. Otherwise, you can do something like massacre the city ?”

The voice turned to Ji Li Zhigu, and he laughed and said, "King Zhenbei, we are actually the same, but we are more naked, and you strong human races are used to covering yourself with a veil called "hypocrisy".

"After today's battle, your crime of massacring the city will surely spread throughout the world. Let's think about how to deal with the aftermath."

The giant spoke again, and the voice of King Zhenbei sounded, with an indifferent tone: "It's just to kill all the soldiers."

He is lonely and unruly, he is domineering and ruthless, he is a hero with both civil and military skills, such a person disdains to fight with each other.

What Zhu Jiu said was right, the city was slaughtered, and he didn't care about the lives of ordinary people.

What happened today was originally to set up a scheme to hunt and kill Ji Li Zhigu and Zhu Jiu, but now because of the appearance of a mysterious Buddhist master, he was disturbed, and his crime was even made public

Because of Zhen Guojian's disgust, these soldiers in the northern border already had doubts about him. Smart people, combined with the performance of the monsters and savages, the appearance of high-level wizards from the Sorcerer Sect, and other details, have long been convinced that he made alchemy and slaughtered the city.

Therefore, in the eyes of King Zhenbei, these soldiers in Chuzhou City have been sentenced to death in advance.

"Zhenbei King, really slaughtered the city"

On the top of the city, a centurion murmured in pain.

"Hahaha, humans are all fools."

A barbarian laughed loudly, leaning forward and backward: "As early as a month ago, our barbarian spies infiltrated Chuzhou, looking for a place to slaughter the city. Don't you think about it, why did our two tribes attack the city today?

"Chuzhou City has bed crossbow artillery, and a defense formation, and our barbarian population has always been limited, so we cherish it very much. It doesn't happen for a reason, why are we attacking the city?

"Because we know that King Zhenbei slaughtered a large number of lives in Chuzhou, refined blood pills, and tried to advance to the second rank. Hey, this is a disaster for us monsters and barbarians."

The rampant ridicule of the barbarians was in stark contrast to the pale faces of the soldiers.

In fact, these soldiers guarding the city are the same as the surviving Jianghu people. They could escape, but they didn't. Why?

Want to wait for a result.

Not waiting for King Zhenbei to lose, but waiting for a truth.

In the hearts of the border soldiers, King Zhenbei is a god-like existence, the belief of the army, and the object of worship of the soldiers.

He guards the border, his cultivation is unrivaled, and he protects the stability of the northern border.

For a long time, when soldiers talked about King Zhenbei, they would cup their fists and raise them above their heads.

Be respectful.

Therefore, when Xu Qi'an scolded King Zhenbei for massacring the city, no one believed it. Until Zhen Guojian rejected him, the soldiers were shocked, confused, painful, and disbelieving.

But as long as King Zhenbei doesn't admit it, they are willing to keep a little expectation in their hearts.

But now, the last luck has also been shattered.

"Xu Qi'an" raised his head, looked at the giant in the sky, and said slowly: "The second stage."

Have you finally fully awakened your power? Master, your skill lead time is really long, or is it that the stronger the warrior, the slower the recovery process? Xu Qi'an was relieved.

A violent breath soared into the sky, rising steadily.

Not from King Zhenbei, but Xu Qi'an who was surrounded by magic flames. His body began to swell, two feet, five feet, seven feet, ten feet

During this process, lumps of flesh bulged up at the position of his shoulder blades, and suddenly pierced through the skin and stretched out. They were twelve pitch-black arms.

At the same time, a ring appeared behind his head, a ring burning with pitch-black magic flames.

This giant is completely black, with twisted muscles, cast like black iron, with twelve arms on its back, and a ring of black flames behind its head.

It's like, like an enchanted buddhist dharma.

The giant's aura is majestic, like a god of war.

The dharma form's demonic flames are soaring, like a demon god.

"Are you also a second grade?"

King Zhenbei stared at the pitch-black Faxiang with a serious expression, and he finally knew what the "first stage" meant just now.

The second stage in front of him is the peak strength of this mysterious strong man, not just now.

"Second product?"

The pitch-black Dharma Aspect sneered: "Back then, the poor monk, the second-rank who could be pressed with one hand couldn't lift his head, regardless of any system."

The king of Zhenbei snorted coldly, the lingering sound continued, the person had appeared and flashed behind the dark Dharma figure, and punched the back of the head hard.

This punch created a terrifying scene like the sky falling.

The halo of magic flames behind the jet-black Faxiang's head shattered directly, and he staggered forward like a body made of black iron.

"That's it?"

The halo of magic flames re-condensed, and the corner of the dark face's mouth twitched, "I haven't known what pain is for many years, and you are almost there. King Zhenbei, you slaughtered 380,000 people in Chuzhou, and I will punch you 380,000. "

"Just come!" King Zhenbei said proudly.

"Go, go, go"

Chen Butou roared.

The majestic and terrifying atmosphere permeated the world, 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 and Spirits".

Dali Temple Chancellor, Liu Yushi and others couldn't walk on their legs, and Yang Yan held them in his hands, and the delegation ran towards the nearest city gate.

When they approached the city gate, they found that the soldiers, the barbarians and the monsters fled to the city wall one after another. They were surprisingly harmonious and did not fight each other during 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 closest, and the battle will not be affected." Yang Yan made a decision and took the mission to the head of the East City City.

It was far enough away to give them a safe lookout.

As soon as the missions boarded the top of the city, they suddenly heard a "boom" in the distance, and turned their heads to look quickly, only to see King Zhenbei staggering back after being punched, collapsing the city wall behind him.

The dust was instantly lifted, and the boulders rolled.

Wu Fu's combat is unpretentious, but violent enough.

"We are watching the wrestling between the gods, which is disrespectful," said a barbarian tremblingly.

The pitch-black dharma figure straddled King Zhenbei's body, twelve pairs of fists rained down, the blows exploded, the dust was raised, and the ground collapsed.

"I don't care if you are Prince Dafeng or the Emperor, if you dare to massacre the city, I will kill you!"

The dense fists hit King Zhenbei's chest, face, and horny armor, venting the most primitive violence.

"No one can kill recklessly by relying on strength. If you think it's okay, then I will punish him in the same way today."

The horny armor cracked, and scarlet blood flowed all over the ground, staining half of the city wall red.

Of course it was Xu Qi'an who was talking.

Kacha's two pitch-black arms were broken, King Zhenbei hit the jet-black Dharma face with a head hammer, and slowly got up:

"How ridiculous, you are fighting me to the death just to fill the city with ants? It seems that you don't know what the heart of a strong man is."

Despite the embarrassment, King Zhenbei's voice is still domineering, unruly, and full of confidence.

He breathed out slowly, and the white clouds in the sky were drawn by him, gathering together, presenting a vortex shape.

As King Zhenbei breathed out, the broken cuticle repaired and the wound healed.

On the other side, the two severed arms of "Pitch-black Faxiang" flew over, and they were connected to the fracture, and they were tightly stitched. He said calmly, "Ten thousand punches."

King Zhenbei's face was gloomy, and his breath fell slightly. He raised his hand and said, "Death!"

His palm was stained with blood, which was the blood of the pitch-black dharma. This curse-killing technique should have severely injured the pitch-black dharma.

But nothing happened.

Because the halo of magic flames behind the pitch-black Dharma Aspect is simulated into a pitch-black relic, blooming with a gentle and rich black light.

Buddhist relics, like Taoist alchemy, have the effect of invulnerability to all evils.

The pitch-black Dharma Aspect launched a charge, and the sound of footsteps was like an earthquake.

King Zhenbei lowered his waist slightly, and slowly clenched his fists. As his five fingers closed, the air made a dull explosion, and he scratched the air. The strength can be imagined.

The domineering fist appeared again, and the swirling clouds suddenly collapsed in the sky.

Twelve pairs of arms suddenly merged into one, blending into "Xu Qi'an"'s right arm, and also punched out, tit for tat.

The two fists smashed together, and the air wave did not spread in ripples, but swept across the entire Chuzhou City in an instant.

It's like a typhoon passing through, blowing away the ruins and everything on the flat ground, and everything in a radius of several miles has been emptied, and even the ruins do not exist.

King Zhenbei's fist cracked inch by inch, blasting out pieces of flesh and blood.

He growled in pain and staggered back.

The pitch-black Faxiang followed up, and twelve pairs of fists continued to attack, hitting King Zhenbei's chest and face, causing him to fall backwards.

"Bang bang bang!"

The fists are so dense that ordinary people can't catch them with the naked eye. They smashed pieces of horny armor, repaired and shattered, and repaired and shattered.

"Is it ridiculous, is it ridiculous to fight for mortals?"

bang bang bang

"There are no people, what kind of prince are you, whose prince are you?"

bang bang bang

50,000 punches, 100,000 punches, 200,000 punches, 300,000 punches, King Bei's body cracked and repaired again and again. At first he was able to fight back, but he suffered more and more injuries, and gradually lost the ability to parry. force.

Three hundred and eighty thousand punches!

After punching, Xu Qi'an stretched out twelve pairs of arms, grabbed King Zhenbei's head, arms, waist and legs, and lifted them up high.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an glanced across the silent city, across the devastated city, and the scenes of the slaughtered city reappeared, and the cries of 380,000 innocent souls seemed to ring in his ears.

What is a strong man?

Treat ordinary people like ants?

He seemed to have returned to Yunlu Academy and Yasheng Temple, and saw himself holding a pen and writing four crooked sentences on the stone tablet:

Establish a heart for the world, establish a life for the living and the people, inherit the knowledge of the past saints, and create peace for all generations.

"kill him!"

Suddenly, a roar sounded from the top of the city, and a young Jianghu man stood on the raised female wall, roaring with all his might, with a hideous expression on his face.

"kill him!"

A soldier couldn't help shouting, and was stared murderously by the black-robed spy next to him.

The soldier lowered his head in horror.

Just as the black-robed spy was about to threaten, another soldier shouted sharply in the next second: "Kill him."

This time, it was 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 see 380,000 innocent souls appearing in the city, in the sky, and on the ground. They looked at him silently, and all their voices gathered into three words:

kill him!

Twelve pairs of arms exerted force at the same time, tearing violently.

He tore King Zhenbei apart.

Blood rained down.

The dark Dharma Aspect was drenched in blood, like an avenger returning from hell.

PS: I will write the Baimeng thank you chapter later, uh, or write it tomorrow, because I don’t want to be perfunctory with the Baimeng thank you chapter, it will definitely take a lot of time to write.

This will delay my next chapter, so I may write the single chapter tomorrow, and I may stay up late to write it after the second chapter is updated.