Hidden Blade: The 242nd Erco dare to challenge

The battle at the head of the imperial city continues.

Li Moding looked up at the turbulent Jieyun in the sky, and then at the dark shadow that suddenly appeared, stirring up the black air in the sky and the master of no suffering.

His heart is full of horror. Today's battle has given him too many surprises, and it also allowed him to see too many things he had never seen before.

"It's finally here." But just then, there was a cold voice in his ear.

Li Moding looked sideways, but saw that his long-lost emperor brother was looking up at the dark shadow in the sky at this moment, in his eyes that had never changed even if the imperial city was in danger. But a raging flame ignited, hot and scalding.

"Who is he?" Li Malding asked.

"I've been waiting for thirty years." Li Ru's tone became colder again, but in the depths of the cold tone, there was a heat that was as hot as in his eyes.

"Holy Sun Army!" But before Li Moding recovered from such an incident, Li Ru's voice sounded again.

This time, his tone was as strong as a morning bell, and as loud as a rooster.

What changed along with him was the momentum of his whole body, and the majestic murderous opportunity spread out under his Confucian shirt. At this moment, Li Ru was no longer the seemingly weak scholar, but more like a lion waking up.

"Yes!" The response that concealed the voice of Thunder Tribulation resounded from the Holy Sun Army, echoing at the head of this horizontal imperial city.

Li Mo Ding can clearly feel that at this moment, the Sacred Sun Army in front of him seems to have become different, as if their auras are connected together, it seems that there are a total of 120,000 people, but the aura The collection of machines makes people feel that they are just like a person.

Without even Li Ru's order to say anything, 120,000 soldiers in red armor stepped down at that time and rushed into Henghuangcheng along the stairs at the head of Henghuangcheng.

"This is to..." Li Malding became more puzzled, he looked at Li Ru and asked. At this moment, Cui Ting's soldiers were still stationed outside the city, and a steady stream of monsters were still being thrown into Henghuangcheng by them, but Li Ru left with the main force defending the city. Don't say that Li Mo Ding, even the ordinary soldiers are unclear, so he is at a loss.

"Amad." While Li Moding was in doubt, Li Ru suddenly turned to look at Li Moding. He called out this way. The simple words made the Li family prince look weak. Change. This should be the first time Li Moding heard such a name in the past 30 years. Probably only his deceased mother and Li Ru before the eighth son seizure happened in this world.

Hearing this name again, Li Malding couldn't help but look up at Li Ru. Li Ru stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder gently, and then the commander of the Sacred Sun Army smiled for the first time: "It’s safe to do in Great Xia, and the whole world is all yours at this moment. Can you stay here? ?"

Li Malding was taken aback when he heard this.

Naturally, he didn’t understand what Li Ru was going to do, but surprisingly, he didn’t ask any more after that moment. He nodded towards Li Ru: "Brother Emperor is going Go! Leave it to me here!"

"Okay!" Li Ru laughed, and after a while, he turned into a streamer and fleeed towards the city of Henghuang.

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The 120,000 army is mighty and mighty, flooding into Henghuangcheng like a torrent. Wherever it passes, there are just those incredible monsters, but it's hard to have a sharp edge. The armored men of A were chopped to pieces.

Soon the 120,000 army was divided into square formations, surrounded by the dark shadows that were fighting against the master of no bitterness in the air.

"The formation!" Then Li Ru who came from the sky shouted, the 120,000 army, like an edict, showed the long knives around the waist, and the white blades were shining against the sky of thunder. People didn't dare to look directly, and a mighty aura also rose from the bodies of these soldiers at that time.

Shen Wushuang, who was wrapped in black qi, slapped a palm, and the surging black qi slapped all the three eminent monks of Longyin Temple headed by Buku Master. Then he shook his clothes and looked down at Li Ru who had already flown up to him. His eyes were squinted at that time, and he looked at the scarlet soldier who surrounded him on the ground, and said with a smile: "This is What do you want to do?"

Li Ru, standing in front of him, looked at this immortal who is known as the longest-lived in this world. There was no fear between his brows. He said softly: "Kill you."

His tone is extremely calm, calm as if he is explaining a fact that is too common.

Probably because of this, Shen Wushuang was stunned, which was rare at that time.

Then a bright smile appeared on his face: "Kill me?"

He repeated Li Ru's words, and the expression on his face was as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and he smiled openly.

"Yes, kill you." Li Ru's face was still extremely calm, and he said again.

As soon as this statement fell, his white Confucian shirt was agitated, and the majestic Qi machine overflowed from his body. When the black Qi gushing from Shen Wushuang's body touched the Qi machine, it seemed to have Fear, instinctive retreat.

The soldiers of the 120,000 Holy Sun Army under him seemed to feel a little bit, and the auras of the whole body also became surging at that time, and this aura was even connected with the auras of Li Ru's body. A piece of it, condensed behind him under Li Ru's traction, turned into a huge swordsman phantom with a long knife at his waist.

"A Confucian and Taoist immortal?" Shen Wushuang's face changed slightly, and he clearly felt the aura of the immortal from the white-robed Confucian student.

He had to admit that this was indeed beyond his expectations.

In fact, most of the immortals in this world, except for the few, the rest, whether in the present or hidden world, he probably doesn't care about them. This is not a difficult thing to understand. You have walked this road thousands of times, every city on the road, every cottage, every tree, every flower, you are so familiar with your heart, therefore You know exactly what kind of road people can walk on this road, and what kind of flowers and grass they carry, and naturally there is nothing to be afraid of.

But the immortals of Confucianism and Taoism are different. No one has reached the end of this road. No one dares to say what kind of scenery there will be on this road. Shen Wushuang is even more unpredictable. Beautiful flowers are still murderous daggers.

He frowned and looked at the condensed phantom of the swordsman, and then suddenly stretched his brows.

"It turned out to be the magical powers of Confucianism and Taoism that gather sand into a tower. This...I'm afraid you can't kill someone of the gods." He laughed softly, but the words just fell off.

Roar! ! !

A huge dragon roar suddenly rose from the distant Dayang Palace, and a scarlet dragon also rose into the sky from the depths of the Dayang Palace at that time.

"That plus this!" At the same time, a figure dressed in a dragon robe slowly rose from the place where the Shenlong emerged, but it was the emperor of Great Xia-Li Yulin.

He looked at Shen Wushuang with a calm brow and said: "Since thirty years ago, you have tried your best to win my great summer luck."

"Today, I will bet on my Daxia national fortune and fight with you!"

"You can dare to fight!!!"

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The sound of Li Yulin resounded like a yellow bell and dalu, resounding at the head of Henghuangcheng, and most of the people in the city looked forward to it.

But Ye Hongjian and others obviously didn't have such thoughts.

They were still in some kind of great shock, and they couldn't recover for a long time.

But the group of people in black robes seemed quite interested in all of this, and they turned their heads to look there.

"This guy is the most proud dog of those people, right?"

"Vicious dog? I think this vicious dog also seems to be a master."

"The old man was really blind back then and passed the location of the Lunar Palace to his hands."

"In that case, does the old palace master sometimes make mistakes?"

A group of people talked like no one, and the tone was as relaxed and comfortable as ever.

Ye Hongjian thought the most delicate, and she had already fought with the master before, she was the first to react, but then the sword in her hand suddenly came out: "What do you want to do!"

"Really it's a female congress." The master in a blue shirt smiled and shook his head, his relaxed expression contrasted sharply with Ye Hongjian's adversary.

"So, it’s not like adopting a daughter to raise a son. Although the **** son of my family is a bit unreliable, but the grandson he gave birth to is pretty tight. Look at those arms and legs. They really belong to me. Lao Tzu’s..." An old man with a white beard took the Master’s words and spoke for a total of seventeen Lao Tzu before stopping: "The demeanor of Lao Tzu!"

"Okay~IndoMTL.com~Time is running out, you guys, let's start soon." At this time, another influence came.

The black-robed people who heard the words turned straight, and nodded immediately.

Clang!

Only hearing the sound of the sword sound, the long sword behind the Mengliang flew out suddenly, and the barrier that Yu Ye Hongjian and the others said was like a moat, only slightly touching the body of the sword, just like colored glaze. Generally broken.

Then the sword body kept flying, continuing to fly towards the place where Xu Han was.

"Be careful, Xiaohan!" Ye Hongjian, who was already wary of the Master and the others coming, changed her expression now, she said loudly, and then the whole body was rushing towards the sword, and she was about to chase the long sword. Chase in the direction of escape.

But at this moment, the master's clothes suddenly agitated, and a strange aura wafted out of him, linking with Ye Hongjian, and suddenly a barrier was formed between the two. People inside can't get out, and people outside can't see what's going on inside.

Fang Ziyu and others also recovered at this time, but they couldn't understand what happened.

They looked at the group of black-robed people who were about to ask questions, but at that time, the same barriers suddenly overflowed from the people they knew, wrapping them in them.

The rest of the people in black robes flashed, and as the flying sword came to Xu Han's side, they all looked up at the figure bathed in thunder light, their faces no longer lighted up before, but they changed instead. Very solemn.

And the long sword that flew out of Mengliang was also standing in the air at this time, an illusory figure gradually emerged from the sword, he measured the young man, and the one behind the young man was gradually born in the thunder light. The purple lotus with the eighth petal suddenly let out a long sigh.

"The nine-petal lotus flower opens..."

"The fairy falls to the earth..."

"This day is finally almost here."

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