The Mercenary War God of the City

Rumble!

There was a huge roar, and Xiao Zhengjing was smashed by a sword, hitting a high mountain, and the whole seat exploded.

The middle-aged man was holding a divine sword, his murderous aura was astonishing, and his breath reached a terrifying level.

"Demon boy, aren't you very strong?"

He volleyed and walked step by step towards the smoke-filled *, "Dare to be rampant in front of the deity, and the deity who hurts has to unlock the seal to deal with you, you really deserve to die."

choke!

A sword aura suddenly struck.

However, he was blocked by the middle-aged man.

In front of him, in the shattered dust mist, Xiao Zhengjing, covered in blood, stood up, with a solemn expression on his face.

After the eruption, the middle-aged man was too strong, even if Xiao Zhengjing had completely refined the two magic beads, and his cultivation reached the critical point of breakthrough, but he still couldn't stop the other party.

If it hadn't been for the power of the magic orb to be too strong, and it would continuously provide energy to repair his injury, he would have been killed by the opponent long ago.

boom!

Another sword light flew over, and the middle-aged man walked towards Xiao Zhengjing step by step like a stroll in a leisurely courtyard, and slashed towards Xiao Zhengjing one after another with sword energy.

There was a cat-and-mouse look on his face, "You run, the deity wants to see, where the sky is big, where can you go."

bump!

Xiao Zhengjing didn't say a word, and after blocking the opponent's sword count, relying on the force of the counter shock, his figure fled towards the distance again.

He had to run. Although he ran just in response to the other party's wishes, so that the other party could catch a cat and a mouse and be in a good mood, if he did not run, it would be a dead end.

At this moment, the cold light in Xiao Zhengjing's eyes flickered, and there was a depression in his heart.

"Do you really want to force me to be completely enchanted?" he muttered to himself.

Having been occupied by the remnant soul of the ancient Demon Dao in his body for so many years, the memory he has acquired contains many Demon Dao secrets, but he does not want to be completely enchanted, and his strength is limited.

If he was really completely enchanted, he wouldn't even dare to think about what it would be like.

Until the last moment, he will never be willing to be easily enchanted.

"Run, see where you can go, I want you to despair."

The middle-aged man was so angry at Xiao Zhengjing that he only felt that Xiao Zhengjing was the most damnable.

After flying out with one sword after another, Xiao Zhengjing didn't seem to show any fluctuations in his expression. The light in his eyes flashed, and he suddenly stopped and sneered, "No, you run. The deity is too lazy to chase after him. Let's talk about the so-called Xiao imperial clan."

Having said that, the figure is standing still.

Roar!

At this time, Xiao Zhengjing, who was running away, stopped abruptly, turned around slowly, and let out a low growl, "You, damn."

With the strength of this middle-aged man surpassing the Nascent Soul Stage, if it really breaks out, the current Xiao Emperor clan will be unmatched. If the other party truly smashes into it, I am afraid it can really kill everyone in the Xiao Emperor clan.

After returning after thirty years, Xiao Zhengjing valued his relatives very much. He was unwilling and absolutely not allowed to slaughter the Xiao imperial family.

"kill."

One of the magic beads turned into a sword, and he directly killed it with the sword.

Suddenly, the war broke out again.

At this moment, Xiao Zhengjing was almost insane. He used all kinds of magical ultimate moves, almost lifeless style of play, fighting for his own serious injury, but also cut the opponent with a sword.

"Desperate?"

The strength of the middle-aged man is really too strong. When they reach their realm, even if they only transcend one realm, no, half a realm is a difference between heaven and earth.

It is true that Xiao Zhengjing's magical secret method is powerful, but he is not a real demon yet, and the power he can exert is limited. Even if he tries his best, he can barely hurt the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took a leisurely shot, with one sword after another, easily blocking Xiao Zhengjing’s attack. He looked at Xiao Zhengjing, who was almost crazy, with a smile in his eyes, "Yes, not bad, stronger, you can, but you carry Two magic beads."

"By the way, where are the other two magic beads?"

While thinking about it, the man suddenly froze, "You only have two magic beads on your body, whose hands are the other two?"

"Want to know?"

Xiao Zhengjing's mouth was full of blood, but he grinned, "When you die, someone will tell you on Huangquan Road."

boom!

Suddenly, the inverse magic power was displayed, and the whole person turned into a cloud of magic mist, directly wrapping the middle-aged man into it.

"Want to refine the deity? You are too weak."

The middle-aged man sneered, slashing with a sword, and was about to split the magic fog, only to find that the sword energy entered it, such as entering a quagmire, it could not be broken.

He was stunned, "Somewhat capable."

Then, he felt the power in his body began to flow a little bit, his eyes flashed cold, and he roared, "Since there are still two magic beads in the hands of other people, then the deity will not play with you. After beheading you, go and behead the others and get the magic orb back."

boom!

Suddenly, a monstrous flame erupted from the middle-aged man. These flames were golden, and at the same time they were burning, they turned into flames and sword aura and chopped in the black mist.

Qiang Qiang!

In the black fog, the sound of swords roared.

puff!

Then, the black mist was suddenly split apart, and a figure was slashed out, it was Xiao Zhengjing.

At this moment, Xiao Zhengjing was covered in blood, his expression wilted, and his complexion pale.

The right hand transformed by his magic orb was constantly flowing into his body, while another magic orb was flying around him, continuously healing his injuries.

If not, he would have already been beheaded.

However, this time the injury was too serious, even with the treatment of magic beads, it would definitely not be able to recover in a short time.

"Magic Orb, really an incredible magic weapon."

Seeing the power of the magic beads, the middle-aged man licked his lips with a smile in his eyes, "The four magic beads gathered together can open the door of the magic way and release the remnants of the ancient magic way, but if I control it , I use it for good, it can bless the common people, isn’t it better?"

His heart moved.

No longer thinking about taking the magic orb back to the sect, but thinking about refining the magic orb by himself, when that time, he will definitely have invincible power.

"give it to me."

The right hand suddenly turned into a terrifying big hand and grabbed Xiao Zhengjing.

A terrifying power suddenly broke out. This time, he wanted to crush Xiao Zhengjing, and then grab the two magic beads and refine them by himself.

"The magic ball is in my hand, I have the world, and from now on, the deity will be the holy land of the eight directions, the first person of the twelve ancient sects."

"Hahaha."

Seeing that Xiao Zhengjing was so injured that he could not move, and he could only helplessly let his hand pass, the middle-aged man's face showed excitement.

The cold light in Xiao Zhengjing's eyes flickered. Although he could not escape, he held Fajue in both hands and whispered, "Even if you die, I will drag you on the road."

Although unable to resist, he has a way to die with the opponent.

Strength is brewing.

The middle-aged man smiled triumphantly, while Xiao Zhengjing was extremely cold and murderous.

As long as the two parties come into contact, they will go to the Yellow Spring together.

boom!

Big hand, grab it hard.

choke!

Seeing that the big hand was about to grab Xiao Zhengjing and smash it, when Xiao Zhengjing was about to use the method of consummation, a nine-color sword aura suddenly rose from a distance.

"Who dares to move this king's family, how do you want to die?"

A cold voice followed.

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