The Brilliant Fighting Master

"Does the family of three come to death?"

When Gao Yue appeared first, the emperor of Daxia was not surprised by Jiang Qingyu's arrival. Judging by his performance, the two lords encountered in the palace of the Daxia dynasty can cope.

"You seem to have forgotten, Your Holiness, there is a distinction between strength and weakness."

After Jiang Qingyu said, taking a step forward, he still had his hands empty, his sword pointed a little, and the roaring wind swept through every corner of the world.

A sword blade transformed from a sword intention appeared out of thin air.

It is not an ordinary means of condensing the power into an entity, because the magic swords that have been transformed into them are all single, so rather than a sword, they are three-footed.

But Jiang Qingyu's one is different. The first half of the blade is cast like spar, crystal clear, with hidden sharp edges. The blade at the bottom is divided into two, and a long triangle is vacated in the middle, braving the dark blue sword light.

The hilt is pure white, so many details are by no means an ordinary transfiguration sword.

"Sword Four: Off!"

Together with the sword tactics, the spirit sword was divided into two and divided into four. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of copies were made, layered and layered.

"No! The emperor is running away!"

The sword was ready, and the guardian of the royal family was so frightened that he hurriedly stood in front of the emperor Daxia and used his housekeeping skills.

"Zhentianshenquan!"

"Millions of swordsmanship!"

"Qian Kun is so angry!"

"A million flowers will fall forever!"

The four royal guards were attacking and defending, and one person condensed his body air hood, treating himself as a shield to protect the Emperor Xia.

However, with the sword's reach, everything was unstoppable, and the four's moves were completely crushed, and even Yuwei couldn't do it.

puff! puff! puff! puff!

The royal guards lined up in a row were also penetrated by sharp swords and nailed to the air at the same time.

"ignorance."

Jiang Qingyu shook his head, and all the swords disappeared, leaving only the **** wounds on the royal guardian body.

Their bodies could not escape the miserable fate and fell from the air.

At this moment, the whole city was silent.

Many people rubbed their eyes very hard after the past two to three seconds, and after confirming that they read correctly, their faces were filled with terror.

Their knowledge of power was subverted by Jiang Qingyu's sword.

The royal guardians, who belonged to the top forces of the Daxia Dynasty, were actually killed by one sword, and there were still four.

The Emperor Daxia was so scared that he almost sat down in the air and quickly retreated into the air defense range of the palace.

"Your strength ... how could your strength be?" The Emperor Daxia said in horror.

"Why? Heilongcheng never told you. Was the battle on that day under the premise that I was very toxic?" Jiang Qingyu was puzzled.

Hearing that the Emperor Daxia scolded all the seniors of Heilongcheng in his heart, and he did not tell him such important information.

"You're about to reach the Supreme Lord?" Said the Emperor Daxia again.

"If I hadn't been trapped in Heilongyuan, it would already be." Jiang Qingyu said.

Although Jiang Qingyu's tone was bland when he said this, the sharp edge that the scabbard couldn't hide was stabbing everyone's eyes.

"No wonder I can capture my mother's heart."

Jiang Chen was also very curious before, how a Miss Gao family, a big mountain force that can't be smaller in the area of ​​fire, came together.

"I have the treasures of the previous life to be able to go to this day, but my father and him rely on themselves."

Jiang Chen thought of this, the pride in his heart overflowed with words.

"Even so, disregarding the imperial power comes at a price."

After the Daxia emperor calmed down his inner surprise, he dumbed down: "What you just did will strain your nine races."

"I came here today for the blood of the people." Jiang Qingyu said coldly.

"You don't deserve it."

Emperor Daxia shook his head, his anger gradually climbed into his face, his voice grew louder, and he said, "Imperial power is not something you can wait for the ants to trample on!

"Imperial blood! Burn!"

"Imperial Armor! On!"

The body of Emperor Daxia had no change in appearance, but there was constant movement in his body, like a raging raging wave.

As the emperor's blood circulated through the heart, the emperor's body exuded a layer of golden light.

"Ok?"

What attracted Jiang Chen's attention was the body shield of his body, which was not simply condensed by skill.

He stared at it, and found that it was from the king's bone.

The king bone is the remains of the king and overlord who created the heyday.

Emperor Daxia transplanted a king bone into his own body, combined with the body shield, the emperor's armor formed was extraordinary.

"Father ..." Jiang Chen was about to remind.

"Chener, trust your father." Gao Yue stopped him and said softly.

Jiang Chen froze, then came to understand, and nodded.

The battle of the strong cannot be changed by reminding him.

"Come on!"

The Emperor Daxia took the initiative to strike, and he used boxing techniques, powerful punches, and shaking the world.

"Sword Three: Magic!"

Jiang Qingyu is not frightened. Seriousness looks like he is concentrating on one thing and has nothing to do with life or death.

The vast boxing power and the profound swordsmanship fought together in the air.

Jiang Chen suddenly realized that his martial arts could watch the details of this battle.

It is not difficult to see that Jiang Qingyu has the upper hand, his fist is broken, and the spirit sword hits the Emperor Daxia.

However, the Emperor Daxia was not only okay, but broke the sword, apparently he was in a disadvantage, but started to take the initiative against the common sense.

"So strong defense!"

Jiang Chen was a little worried, but he soon found that he had no extra thoughts on his father.

In the palace, the dragon artillery was ready to go, and various defensive weapons began to recover.

The disturbances caused by Jiang Chen's warships were temporary and have now passed.

At the same time, a pair of fully-armed soldiers came to the air, murderous, and said nothing.

The strength is not weak, all are top-level existence of Tongtianjing, much stronger than the Black Dragon Guard of Black Dragon City, and the number is several times more.

Xuan Bingwei, led by Gao Yue and Fan Tu, greeted and fought together.

Jiang Chen thought of his mission and began to observe the palace.

The offensive side is more disadvantaged than the defensive side. It is almost the same as a siege battle. It occupies the geography and is ready to work.

Take Tiandaomen and the Daxia dynasty, for example, if the two sides meet outside, the outcome is hard to say.

But if they attack each other ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, whoever is the defensive side, who has the advantage.

Jiang Chen's current combat strength has not affected the level of His Holiness. All he has to do is to dismantle the geographical advantage of the Daxia Dynasty.

The formation method, the killer, and the defense methods are all cracked.

This time Su Xiuyi didn't give him information, he had to do it himself.

"Jiang Chen, let's die!"

However, another team came out of the palace to kill Jiang Chen.

To capture Jiang Chen, let Jiang Qingyu submit.

Those who come will have three honored ones!

"It's ridiculous that a family of three dares to come to the palace." One of them was still taunting.

"I wonder if we people are enough?"

Just then, Su Xiuyi's voice sounded, a pagoda fell from the clouds!