The Mercenary War God of the City

"It's no wonder that you have been sealed with all the power and you can still come to the door so confidently."

Seeing Emperor Xiao Qing strolling in the courtyard under a thousand swords, and countless spiritual blades could not hurt Emperor Xiao Qing, the white man's eyes were filled with horror.

He finally understood why Emperor Xiao Qing must have lost a lot of skill and even dared to appear.

The strength of the physical body, the martial artist of foreign power, the blood and energy is invincible.

"But, at most, your level of external power is only the eighth-rank realm. I am a ninth-level mental ability, and I want to block my spiritual blade with your energy and blood?"

A sneer appeared in his eyes, "As long as your energy is not restored, you will not be able to save your fate of dying today."

"Come on, my sword."

He opened his hands and his eyes burst out with terrifying light.

boom!

Along with the spiritual light hitting the void, like a laser engraving, there is a giant sword that is ten-foot-long spiritual force condensed gradually.

This is the strongest attack he can break out as a ninth-level psychic.

This knife has once killed the Ninth-Rank master.

Terrible monstrous power burst out, this is the condensing of spiritual power into substance, which is more terrifying than the weapon of the gods, and even the space will be torn apart.

"Hahaha, this knife is specially prepared for you, this knife is called Zhanlong."

Bai Tulong laughed, with a look of excitement.

His mental power has reached its peak, but Xiao Qing's qi and blood has not reached the Ninth Rank. How can it be compared with him?

Even if the power of qi and blood is the nemesis of the mental power, he is equally fearless.

He has absolute crushing confidence in his own strength.

"It's over, he is dead."

At the door, Bai Hao, who was pretending to be dead, had a look of horror in his eyes, and screamed in his heart, "This white pig is not a good thing, and this time, the He family is to control everyone. If he loses, we will Dead."

"Don't, you must not have an accident, otherwise, we will be finished."

He kept chanting, praying for the gods and Buddhas in his heart, hoping that Emperor Xiao Qing would not lose. At least, he had to wait for him to escape from the He family.

The figure is quiet, taking advantage of others not paying attention, moving very slowly towards the door.

And Bai Yi on the stage also had a nervous look in his eyes, "You are the Dragon King, a ninth-rank invincible powerhouse, how could you be defeated by a white man, no, no..."

However, the ten-foot-long giant sword formed by Bai Tulong's spiritual power was terrifying, while Emperor Xiao Qing's vitality was suppressed and flickered, and it seemed to be much weaker.

Even the people of all the major forces of the Demon Capital who fell on the ground at this moment, they all have a look of despair in their eyes.

They knew very well that if Emperor Xiao Qing was defeated, they would be finished.

In the field, pessimism spread.

Outside, Ai Wen was in a duel with the old Patriarch of the He family.

Seeing this, the white man's eyes showed excitement, and he laughed, "You are dead, no one can save you, cut!"

With a loud shout, the blade of mental power was stronger, and even he didn't care about the dense small blades of mental power slashing towards Emperor Xiao Qing, and only slashed it down with this ten-foot-long mental power knife.

The power of qi and blood was suppressed again.

He was so excited that he couldn't wait to yell up to the sky and record such an exciting scene.

His name is Bai Tulong.

Today, it is necessary to slay the dragon, and it is still an invincible dragon king.

The whites were rampant, and everyone was desperate, but the Emperor Xiao Qing who was in it still carried his hands on his back, looked up indifferently, and a voice that seemed to be whispering to himself, "Since, the blood of the pinnacle of the seventh stage cannot be suppressed. You, then, how about 8-Rank?"

"what?"

Although the voice was not loud, he heard Bai Tulong's ears, his smile suddenly stopped, and a feeling of extreme anxiety rose, with an extremely shocking color on his face.

boom!

At this time, Emperor Xiao Qing stepped out one step, and his whole body was rolling.

A more terrifying force of qi and blood burst out suddenly.

He carried his hands on his back, his clothes were hunting, his black hair was flying, and his face was indifferent, "Step into the Eighth Heaven in one step, and deal with you. The energy and blood of the eighth-rank foreign martial artist is enough."

In the body, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

The power of external skills that had been immersed in the 7th-Rank peak for a long time burst out, directly breaking through the bottleneck and reaching the 8-Rank realm.

One step to enter the eighth product.

Within the body, flesh and blood metamorphoses, bones creaked, and the sound of dragons and tigers roared.

Outside the body, the power of blood burst out suddenly, turning into a pillar of blood that rushed into the sky.

That blade of spiritual power was directly washed away by the powerful force of qi and blood without warning.

With a muffled grunt, Bai Tulong's eyes were horrified, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. He looked at Emperor Xiao Qing in shock, "You..."

Breakthrough on the spot, from seven to eight.

Moreover, it was also a breakthrough in external power, and his qi and blood had more than doubled.

Can external power tempering martial artists do the same?

His expression was dull, he couldn't believe that all this turned out to be true.

boom!

Emperor Xiao Qing stepped forward in one step, volleyed in the air, without the slightest burst of energy, but with the power of the great master of foreign power in the eighth stage, he violated the law of gravity and stood in the air with one step, just standing in front of the white man.

One hand, grabbing the white man's neck, squeezed it in his horrified gaze.

"Crack..."

Bai Tulong, the ninth-level mental power ability, at this moment, his neck was crushed suddenly.

"Do not..."

However, as a person with mental power, he did not die immediately, but his eyes kept jumping, and a sound of horror sounded out of thin air.

"Not dead yet?"

Emperor Xiao Qing glanced at Bai Tulong's head and chuckled softly, "Mental power supernatural beings are really extraordinary, but I don't know, after all your physical bodies are shattered, will your mental power last forever?"

"No, Dragon King, I am willing to surrender. I am a level 9 mental power supernatural person. I can help you control the entire world. As long as you have me as your subordinate, you can definitely defeat other kings and make Dragon King Island a world-wide The most powerful existence."

His mental power has undergone transformation, even if his neck is crushed, he is still alive.

However, this voice did not come from the mouth, but a vibration of mental power, which was transmitted to Emperor Xiao Qing's brain.

"Why do you need your help if this king wants to become the strongest in the world?"

Emperor Xiao Qing sneered, without any emotion in his eyes, "The person with mental power is indeed special. This king is really curious. If it shatters your head, is there any place for your mental power to rely on?"

"no no..."

boom!

Bai Tulong screamed, but, before the voice fell, his body was shattered instantly.

"Bai Tulong, this name doesn't work well."

Emperor Xiao Qing was indifferent, the blood flowing around his body blocked the sprayed blood mist.

Bai Tulong wanted to become a dragon-slaying warrior. He wanted to control all the forces in the capital, unite against Emperor Xiao Qing, drove Emperor Xiao Qing out of Yanhua Empire, and then attacked him.

Unfortunately, everything he did was wasted.

"Hi... so cruel..."

Finally, moving to the door, Bai Hao, who was about to rush out, shuddered all over his body when he saw this scene, and was scared to pee on the spot...

Outside the door, the old Patriarch of the He family is still in a duel with Ai Wen, his own strength has reached the pinnacle of the eighth rank, and he can break through the ninth rank with only one step, and his strength is extremely powerful.

Although Ai Wen is a Guigu Medical Immortal and a powerhouse in the Eighth Stage, she cannot be compared with such an older generation after all.

Moreover, she did not immediately poison her, just relying on her own strength to confront the old Patriarch of the He family, trying to verify her own strength.

After this battle, she was able to insist on not letting go.

However, when Bai Tulong was smashed, the old Patriarch of the He family shuddered, his eyes instantly regained clarity, and his figure was stunned.

bump!

With such a stunned effort, he was kicked out by Ai Wen, and fell to the ground fiercely, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Wait."

He spoke quickly.

Ai Wen stopped, with a light smile on her face, "What? After the white pig died, you recovered?"

The old Patriarch of the He family has a bitter look on his face, "Yes, the old man has recovered, thank you girl for her mercy."

Seeing this, Ai Wen did not continue to take action, but looked into the room, and saw Emperor Xiao Qing stepping out with his hands on his back and feet without touching the ground.

His whole body is full of vitality and blood, condensed into a three-foot thick wall of blood, terrifying.

"External power has reached its peak, using physical power to get rid of gravity and truly achieve physical volley."

The eyes of the old Patriarch of the He family were indeed good. At this moment, his face was filled with horror, and his entire face was dull looking at Emperor Xiao Qing.

Ai Wen's beautiful eyes flashed again and again, and she came to Xiao Qingdi with a smile, "That's great, your external power is even stronger."

In her eyes, there was a look of worship, "The old guys in the valley once said that external skills are the most difficult to cultivate, but if they can cultivate to the realm of the eighth stage master, the power of external skills will undergo earth-shattering transformation. At that time, it will become an extremely terrifying existence, and even the eighth rank of the external skill can fight against the rank nine martial artist, but it is almost impossible to achieve the eighth rank of the external skill.

At this moment, Rao Yi Wen was also shocked.

Emperor Xiao Qing didn't take it seriously, "It's only the eighth rank, nothing strange."

All the qi and blood in his whole body converged into his body, and he came to the front of the old Patriarch of the He family, with a calm expression on his face, "How to deal with this matter?"

"I just want to ask you, my daughter, but is it dead in your hands?" The old Patriarch of the He family asked in a deep voice.

"No."

Emperor Xiao Qing shook his head.

"Puff!"

However, what surprised him was that the old Patriarch of the He family actually knelt down in front of him at this moment.

"What are you doing?" He frowned.

"Although my grandson died in your hands, I have investigated, and I can only say that he took the blame for himself, and since my daughter’s matter has nothing to do with you, from then on, my family and you will have no hostility, even, If it weren't for you, my He family would be destroyed in the hands of Bai Tulong. This worship is just to thank you."

The old Patriarch of the He family has a solemn look in his eyes, "My He family urges you to have a favor. If you need it in the future, He family will do everything to serve you."

However, when he raised his head, he didn't know when Xiao Qingdi and Ai Wen had disappeared.

Only a calm voice came from the air, "It doesn't have to be this way, everything is clear."

"In his eyes, my Hejia is really nothing..."

The old Patriarch of the He family fell to the ground, with a ray of confusion in his eyes.

"Big Brother!"

Then, the other poisoned talents of the He family woke up and rushed to the front of the old Patriarch of the He family one by one.

"My He family..." The brother of the old Patriarch of the He family took a deep breath, with excitement and gratitude in his eyes, "It's finally all right."

Before, he led people into the hall, originally obeying his elder brother's order to deal with Emperor Xiao Qing, but he was poisoned.

But the consciousness was sober, very clear. From then on, the He family didn't have to worry about being controlled by Bai Tulong.

The old Patriarch of the He family nodded heavily, "It's okay, second brother, but I have suffered you in the past two days."

"It's okay, as long as the eldest brother is fine." The old patron's younger brother sighed and helped him up.

After the home master stood still, he looked in the direction of Emperor Xiao Qing's departure, with a touch of emotion in his eyes, and whispered in a low voice, "Although in your eyes, my He family is nothing, but you congratulate me. The kindness of the family, He Jia remembers in his heart, if he needs it, he will go all out...

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