Nightwatcher Chapter 144: The Avengers

　　 As the saying goes, the battlefield changes rapidly.

　　 this sentence should be right here.

　　 No one thought that the barbarians and Zhenbei King who had been fighting to death just now suddenly formed an alliance and aimed their spearhead at the mysterious powerhouse holding the Zhenguo sword.

　　 At the same time looking at the five top masters, Xu Qi'an licked his lips, revealing a ferocious, bloodthirsty smile.

　　 "You seem to be very excited? Really think that if you have the Zhen Guo Sword, you can fight one against five?" Zhenbei Wang narrowed his eyes and sneered:

　　 "Look at your breath, it is also a third-rank, just because the effect of blood pills is not enough, then use your life essence to make up."

　　The life essence of the third-rank master is no worse than the blood pill. To be more precise, the Zhenbei King refined the blood pill for the huge life energy to push him into the second-rank level.

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

　　 It’s just that it’s too hard and too difficult to kill a third-rank one, and it’s not as easy as slaughtering a city.

　　 Hearing Zhenbei Wang’s words, Zhu Jiu and Ji Li Zhigu licked their lips, revealing their salivation.

　　 besieged and killed a third-rank martial artist, usually there is no such good opportunity. The barbarians and the monsters are allies, with two third-ranks, and although there is only one third-ranked king in the north, he has the home court advantage, with a city guard array and heavy damage weapons.

　　 itself is a hard bone, and secondly, the king of Zhenbei will definitely not defend Yunzhou City. He and Zhu Jiu couldn't stop a third grade who just wanted to escape.

　　, if you can't kill Zhenbei Wang, it will only provoke Dafeng's backlash. They are afraid that Wei Yuan will march north again.

　　 So there are occasional conflicts between the two sides, but there is no such large-scale battle.

　　 is different now. It is now five pinnacle masters who besieged and killed a third rank. Even if the opponent has the sword of the country, at most it is a needle pierced into the barbecue. It is difficult to eat, but only difficult.

　　Under everyone’s attention, Xu Qi'an inserted the Zhen Guo sword into the ground, raised his hands, held his face, raised his head, and made a hoarse laugh:

　　 "After being depressed for so long, I can finally release my strength to my heart's content. Five third-grade yellow-haired boys barely enough for this seat."

　　 Then, he held up a finger and announced: "The first stage."

　　 Zhenbei Wang and the others raised their eyebrows. They only felt that the other party was not bluffing, but because of the power brought by the blood pills, they had lost their self-knowledge.

　　Hello, Master, you are too floating, although you may have been very strong before you were alive, but now you only have a broken arm and a remnant soul... Xu Qi'an also felt that the state of the gods was a bit wrong.

　　 Every time an indestructible body appears, the **** will become weird, and his temperament will change drastically, as if he has changed himself.

　　 "Bluffing!"

　　 The wizard snorted coldly, spread his palms, and pointed at Xu Qi'an: "Why..."

　　 What he wanted to say was "death", and used a curse to inflict severe damage on this suddenly insane strong man.

　　 but halfway through the word "death", "Xu Qi'an" suddenly put his index finger on his lips, and said in a low voice in a flamboyant tone: "Hush, keep your mouth shut."

　　In an instant, the wizard only felt that his mouth was sealed by invisible power. He didn't dare to open his mouth so hard that he couldn't make a sound.

　　 Xu Qi'an then disappeared, taking a close combat output.

　　 A round of dazzling light groups erupted, and outsiders couldn't see the details of the battle at all. They could only comprehend the fierceness of the battle through the constant explosion, thunder-like noise.

　　 Then a figure fell and flew out. After stimulating the blood, the body of the wizard of the Sorcerer Sect swelled and was originally taller than the blue giant Gili Zhigu.

　　 But now he was beaten back to his original shape, with a hollow chest, a transparent sword hole in his abdomen, and his left hand was broken shoulder-to-shoulder, and the fracture was flush, which was cut by a sword.

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

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

　　The third grade wizard is called "Linghui", who can see through the enemy's weaknesses and flaws in his moves, and then plan an effective attack or counterattack plan for himself.

　　Linghui’s biggest characteristic is that it is easy to do, like a superior powerhouse, no matter how you attack madly, he will never resolve it in a hurry.

　　"Are you a Buddhist man?"

　　 Zhujiu screamed, instinctively jealous, and his eyes burst out with hatred.

　　 Five hundred years ago, the southern demon who was annihilated in Yijiazi, or the northern demon tribe with withered talents, have all suffered from Buddhism and have been educated by Buddhism.

　　 In Kyushu two hundred years ago, only the Dafeng Confucianism can compete with Buddhism.

　　 Now that Confucianism has fallen, Buddhism can be regarded as the largest force in Kyushu.

　　 "What is Buddhism? When I reunited in the flesh, it will be the time when Buddhism is destroyed." Xu Qi'an laughed wildly, like a lawless lunatic.

　　 A golden light brushed abruptly, hitting the gods, but hit the afterimage.

　　 The next moment, Zhu Jiu, who made a sneak attack, stunned in his heart, turned his head fiercely, and his eyes burst into golden light.

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

　　噗!

　　 "Xu Qi'an" surrounded by magic flames landed on the back of the scarlet python. He pierced the bronze sword into the back of the python, dragged it, and ran wildly on this scarlet road.

　　 Zhen Guojian cut through the flesh and blood of the giant python, cutting off a section of cervical vertebrae.

　　 Clusters of blood-colored flowers bloomed behind him.

　　 Zhujiu roared bitterly, the huge snake body turned over in the city, ramming wildly. In the eyes of the soldiers at the top of the city, it was like a crazy snake rushing into the sand table.

　　 At this time, the cyan giant auspiciously knew the ancients, silently appeared behind Xu Qi'an, and the huge sword suddenly slashed.

　　 Xu Qi'an seems to have eyes behind him, turning around and picking up the national sword.

　　Dangdang.......

The 　　 door-like fine iron epee looked like a toy in the hands of the cyan giant. The two of them fought for more than 20 knives in an instant, the epee shortened inch by inch, and pieces of iron fragments broke out.

　　 Xu Qian made a sound, and pressed the head of the cyan giant, swam behind him like a fish, and with a click, the cyan giant's front face appeared on his back.

　　The copper sword flashed, and cut the **** armor outside the skin, cut the throat, and cut the carotid artery.

　　 The red and green blood is like a fountain, spraying several meters high under strong pressure.

　　 Zhenbei King suddenly numbs his scalp. Out of the martial artist's instinct for danger, he leaped forward fiercely and split the sword that was slashing his head.

　　 At the moment he stood firm, the gods followed him like a shadow, and he had been killed behind him, and the Zhen Guo Sword exploded with a brilliant golden light, as if it was about to smash the void.

　　 Zhenbei Wang's eyes are only bright sword light, his hair is erected, and every nerve in his body is transmitting danger signals to him, telling him: danger and danger, don't avoid meeting to die!

　　 has not suffered a fatal threat for many years since the Battle of Shanhaiguan.

　　 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 burst.

　　The extremely talented Zhenbei King happened to be the latter.

　　His expression is calm, his eyes are calm as a mirror, he clenched his fist and punched it out slowly, but it was almost to the extreme.

　　 A domineering and unparalleled fist intent rushed out, causing the world to change, and the high-altitude clouds revolved in a whirlpool shape. The earth rumbling and trembling, it seemed that it could not bear such a domineering spirit.

　　 As everyone knows, Wufu is vulgar, rare in ancient and modern times, no dazzling special effects, no fancy skills.

　　 Therefore, Zhenbei Wang's punch completely used his own energy to trigger the heaven and earth vision, which was extremely terrifying.

　　 Dang!

　　The fist and the blade collided, and there was a Hong Zhong Dalu between the heaven and the earth, which directly stunned the soldiers and barbarian cavalry in the distance.

　　 The violent energy turned into a pure shock wave, and the ground within a radius of a few miles sank violently.

　　 Geely Zhigu, High Grade Wizard and others also had to avoid their sharp edges temporarily to avoid this terrible shock wave.

　　Under the high pressure, Zhenbei Wang blasted the pinnacle punch of his life.

　　 His fist has turned into blood mud, and blood is constantly flowing from his broken wrist.

　　 Domineering is the martial art he insists on, and it is also his concise intention.

　　"Interesting and interesting, rarely see people cultivating domineering."

　　"Xu Qi'an" held a sword in one hand and covered his face in the other. He laughed nervously, which made Zhenbei Wang's back chill.

　　 "huh, huh..."

　　, the king of Zhenbei, who was retreating slowly, heard a gasp from his side, glanced left and right, and found that Geely Zhigu and the High Grade Wizard were slowly approaching him.

　　 seems to be meeting.

　　 And the head of the Dao Zong in the distance also slowly shifted its direction, moving to the back of the three strong melee combatants.

　　 They dare not disperse.

　　 "He has no weaknesses, and close combat can be called invincible." The wizard said through a voice.

　　 "His body is very weird, and I can't compare it." The cyan giant also gave his intuitive feelings.

　　 "But he doesn't seem to have "meaning"." Zhenbei Wang Chuanyin said.

　　 His hand hasn't recovered yet, his flesh and blood squirmed slowly, eliminating the pale golden flame.

　　 Buddhism, double cultivation of Zen and martial arts, the flesh is evil and terrible..........Too strong, when did Buddhism come out of such a strong person, who is he?

　　 At this point, the five strong people no longer have the confidence they were just now.

　　.........

　　 On the roof of the house near the city wall, Cheng Dali Temple and the two Yushis stood on the ridge, squinting, looking at the battlefield in the distance.

　　 They are just mortals, they can't see the details of the battle at all. At most, they can judge the intensity of the battle from the sound of rumbling explosions and the fluctuations of the air that turned into a violent wind when they were blown near.

　　 But fortunately, there is a golden gong like Yang Yan beside him. He is a dignified 4th grade, and he is usually very deterrent.

　　 Nowadays, being a "telescope" is also a good candidate.

　　 Liu Yushi asked, "Yang Jinluo, how is the battle going?" while standing on tiptoe.

　　 Dali Temple Cheng then asked: "How can that mysterious master fight five people, is he okay?"

　　 Yang Yan's heart surged: "...too strong, the mysterious master is too strong. Facing the siege of five third-ranks, he suppressed them with his own strength."

　　 "Good, good!"

　　 Dali Temple Cheng trembled with excitement.

　　 Taking advantage of the cessation of the war between the big servants and the barbarians, the surviving warriors slid up the city wall one after another, and each picked a wall to overlook.

　　 is too strong, this is the battle of the pinnacle master.

　　 Yunzhou City is a big city with a population of more than 300,000. Ordinary people have to walk across the city for a whole day.

　　 It takes two hours to ride a horse.

　　 Now they looked down from the top of the city and only saw large areas of ruins, only the houses near the city wall remained intact.

　　 This is because the strong in the city do not aim at destruction, otherwise, I am afraid that even the four walls have been demolished.

　　"Fuck it, kill the king of Zhenbei, the barbarian, and the snake monster, and avenge the people of Chuzhou City."

　　 a young gangster scolded.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　"Presumptuous! The king of the north is the prince, you have committed a crime of disrespect."

　　In the distance, a black robe secret detective was furious.

　　 "I said something wrong?"

　　The young Jianghu man has the fiery temper of a northerner, with his eyes hanging, he scolds the spy without fear:

　　"The King of Zhenbei slaughtered Chuzhou City for his own private. The prince of shit, even Zhen Guojian hated him."

　　 "Yes, kill them. If I can save the dog's life this time, I must publicize what Zhenbei Wang did."

　　The people in the surrounding arena are the same haters, yelling and holding down the hilt of the knife. The people of the rivers and lakes were untamed, and the endless anger was suffocated in his heart.

　　 They are not shocked by the handle of the knife, but they will really kill with the knife.

　　The spy saw that the other party was numerous and powerful, and they were not weak, so he sneered: "You think that the demon-man coalition forces are attacking the city, internal and external troubles, and in extraordinary times, they can be lawless and slander the Prince?

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

After 　　, he waved his hand and ordered the hundreds of soldiers who reached out: "Take these people down for me, if you resist, kill them!"

　　 No one moved.

　　The black robe spy suddenly turned around, and the eyes under the mask stared at the soldiers fiercely: "Do you want to disobey the military order!"

　　 The soldiers lowered their heads, still not moving.

　　"Although Lao Tzu is a husband, he also knows that scholars often say: "The truth is more helpful but the failure is less help. The king of Zhenbei is mad, and has long been lost.

　　"You running dog of the northern king of the town, dare to bark here."

　　 More than a dozen people from the rivers and lakes, as expected, they drew out their weapons, swarmed them, and hacked the spy to death.

　　 The soldier not far away still hung his head, saw nothing, and remained silent.

　　After hacking people, the people of the world continue to pay attention to the battlefield and overlook the distance.

　　 In fact, they can completely escape from Chuzhou City and stay away from the land of right and wrong. But no one left, not to watch the excitement, but to see a result.

　　 For this, even if I pay my life, I don’t hesitate.

　　 The husband violated the ban with force, but the blood in his chest was not quenched.

　　..........

　　 At this time, the voice of the head of the Dizong Dao: "If we don't take away the Zhen Guojian, it will be difficult for us to defeat him. After swallowing the blood pill, this person's strength is advancing by leaps and bounds."

　　 The words of the black lotus head, caused Zhu Jiu, Gili Zhigu and others to agree.

　　The five people maintained a stance of being ready to communicate with each other secretly.

　　 Zhenbei Wang’s wrist squirmed slowly and recovered, and the voice transmission responded: "What can you do?"

　　 Black Lotus Taoist leader said: "I can use the formation method to erode the Zhen Guojian, so that it temporarily loses its spirituality and maintains it for a quarter of an hour. The price is that this clone dissipates."

　　 Zhenbeiwang and others are not surprised and rejoiced, but Wufu is only violent and brutal, and he is easily suppressed when he encounters a powerful person in the same system who is stronger than himself.

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

　　 A clone of the Black Lotus Dao Head, in exchange for the opponent to lose the Zhen Guo Sword for a quarter of an hour, this is an extremely cost-effective business.

　　The giant python Zhujiu in the distance said in a voice transmission: "No, with the terrible body of his body, we cannot kill him in a quarter of an hour or cause severe damage even without the sword of the state."

　　 Without the Zhen Guojian, they are confident to defeat each other, but they cannot kill it in a quarter of an hour.

　　 The high-rank taker is too difficult to kill.

　　 Zhenbei Wang murmured a little, and said: "Perhaps, as long as our overall strength can reach the second rank for a short time, um, I simply mean the power of the second rank."

The promotion of 　　 from the third rank to the second rank, of course, is not only the improvement of Qi, but also the transformation of "intention".

　　 The blue giant sneered and said: "The power of the second grade, do you say it has it?"

　　 Zhenbei Wang said indifferently: "I have a picture of an array, which is a work of Jianzheng’s early years. This array is called Wushuang Dharma. He can combine the power of everyone into one and form a Dharma image. There is no two, hence the name. Wushuang."

The formation map of 　　 was obtained from the supervisor many years ago. The reason was that once the northern demons and savage tribes joined forces, he would not be able to support it alone and needed strong self-protection methods.

　　 Jianzheng also felt that what he said was reasonable, so he gave a plan and cleared the inventory by the way.

　　 At present, the five people quickly reached a consensus.

　　The blue giant Gili Zhigu took the lead in action, but the target was not "Xu Qi'an", but aimed at a certain section of the city wall and snapped a shot.

　　 "buzz..."

　　The soldiers and barbarian cavalry on the wall suddenly let go of their weapons and flew into the air automatically.

　　hu...Heavy weapons such as steel-cast gun mounts also flew up, converging on a high place.

　　 These iron tools melt into molten iron in the air, continuously expelling impurities, and condensing into a red-red molten iron ball.

　　"Xu Qi'an" held the Zhen Guo Sword with his mouth cocked, watching this scene eagerly.

　　Master, they are holding back their big move, don't beep, they have anal...Xu Qi'an's heart is stunned, and he communicates with the monk **** in his mind.

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

　　 The **** in this state is too arrogant and arrogant, I can't control him at all... Uh, what makes me feel that I can control him... .... Xu Qi'an sighed in his heart.

　　The wizard raised his hand, pointed his palm at Xu Qi'an, and shouted: "Dead!"

　　 Shenshu subconsciously used Buddhism spells to interrupt his killing spells, but at this time Zhenbei King was killed, the first master of Dafeng was like a rainbow, with unparalleled fist and domineering power.

　　"Xu Qi'an" was interrupted in casting, and he lifted the sword and stabbed out.

　　bang!

　　 His chest suddenly dented, and the curse technique produced a huge killing effect and interrupted his sword power. Zhenbei Wang took advantage of the situation and blasted Xu Qi'an with a punch.

　　 there was a boom, and the fist came out of the back, exploding into a waterfall-like air machine.

　　 At this time, the molten iron in the sky was cast into a big bright red bell, and it cooled quickly, and the body of the bell was pitch black.

　　 The giant bell slammed down towards Xu Qi'an. In the process, the first sect turned into a black turbid current to engulf the giant clock, and the surface of the bell body appeared to be twisted and full of evil and depraved runes.

　　In an instant, this huge clock refining on the spot, fused with the head of the Dao, turned into a magical artifact emitting evil black mist.

　　 It symbolizes the fall and corrupts everything in the world.

　　 Zhujiu's forehead and eyes lit up, and a black light burst out suddenly, hitting Xu Qi'an straightly, his thinking was confused and his body was stiff.

　　The giant clock crashed under the cover.

　　 The dust settled.

　　 Upon seeing this, Zhenbei Wang and others smiled as victory was in sight. The bell fell, laying the foundation for their victory.

　　"When..."

　　 Suddenly, a palm and a bulging palm print appeared on the surface of the giant clock.

　　 "Dangdangdang..."

　　 More and more palm prints are raised, this symbol of depravity is distorted and on the verge of breaking.

　　 Everyone's complexion changed, Zhenbei Wang no longer hesitated, soaring into the sky, he shouted: "Follow me!"

　　 He stood high in the air, his muscles swelled, and the white shimmering runes were highlighted, covering every corner of his body.

　　倀個图 is inside him.

　　 The cyan giant, Candle Nine, and the wizard all rushed into the sky and ran into the King of the North.

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

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

　　 This breath is like a **** descending, with the coercion of high-level creatures, like a deep prison.

　　 A ten-foot-tall giant is floating in the air. His skin is blue and red, his chest and joints are covered with **** armor, his hands and feet are perfectly proportioned, and his muscles are strong.

　　 A perfect body, a perfect body for fighting.

　　His face is Zhenbei King, and there is an illusory black shadow floating behind his head. It is a war spirit summoned by a wizard, which has a bonus of combat power.

　　 At the head of the city, the big soldiers, the barbarians of the Qingyan tribe, and the army of the demon race, one by one, trembled, their legs trembling constantly, their heads were lowered, and they did not dare to look directly at the terrifying "god".

　　 On the other side, on the ridge near the city wall, Dali Temple Cheng and two Yushi slumped on the ground, their faces pale and trembling.

　　 Yang Yan looked at them with an unprecedented dignified voice: "Get ready to go out of the city, leave here quickly, otherwise, we will be silenced."

　　 The people of the mission sank. Yang Yan's meaning was very clear. The master who threatened to punish the King of the North is about to lose.

　　 "What's going on?"

The sudden change of 　　 made several civilian officials unable to understand.

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

　　"Go, hurry up."

　　 He took three civil servants and jumped off the roof, Chen Catching Head and Centurion Chen Xiao moved quickly and cleared the road ahead.

　　 Seeing these Wufu's faces tense and anxiously running for their lives, Liu Yushi and others had no luck. Knowing that the situation is in a bad situation, Chuzhou City should not stay much.

　　.........

　　bang!

　　The giant clock was torn to pieces by violent and unmatched power, and the clone of the Daoist chief was annihilated. Xu Qi'an, who was surrounded by magic flames, escaped smoothly, and the bronze sword in his hand was stained with a layer of jet black ink.

　　 is no longer half spiritual.

　　"Unavailable temporarily."

　　"Xu Qi'an" casually discarded the bronze sword without paying any attention. Then, he raised his head and looked at the ten-zhang giant in the sky, grinning: "What are you doing so big?"

　　 The giant lowered his head, staring at Xu Qi'an, and said sternly: "I can't wait to swallow your blood, it must be delicious."

　　"Zhenbei King, you slaughtered the entire Chuzhou city, have you ever thought that one day you will be condemned by heaven?"

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

　　 Zhenbei Wang sneered and did not answer, but the next moment, he spoke, and the sound of auspicious knowledge of ancient times sounded:

　　"Zhenbei King, you are a dignified third-rank martial artist. If you dare to do it, you must dare to be, why, you still want to throw the crime of massacre on our monsters?"

　　 Then there was Zhu Jiu’s weird laughter: "The city is slaughtered, what is it that I dare not admit, what a big thing. It is just a few humble ants. In the era when our ancestors ruled Kyushu, the status of the human race was no higher than that of livestock. How much.

　　" "Kill if you want to kill or eat if you want to eat. It can become our blood food and provide us with the essence of life. It is the blessing of these ants. King Zhenbei, don't you think so. Otherwise, do it." Massacre?"

The 　　 voice turns to auspiciousness and knowledge of the ancients, haha ​​laughed: "Zhenbei King, in fact, we have no difference, but we are more naked, and your strong human races are used to putting themselves on a layer of "hypocrisy" Veil.

　　 "After today's war, your crimes of massacre will spread all over the world, so think about how to deal with the aftermath."

　　 The giant spoke again, and the voice of Zhenbei King resounded in an indifferent tone: "Kill all the soldiers."

　　He is lonely and arrogant, he is domineering and ruthless, he is a man of civil and martial arts, such a person does not bother to fight for words.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　 Zhujiu is right, and the city is slaughtered. He doesn’t care about the lives of mortals.

　　Today’s matter was originally set up to hunt and kill Geely Zhigu and Zhujiu, but now because of the appearance of a mysterious Buddhist master, he is disturbed, and his charges are even made public

　　Because of Zhen Guojian's disgust, these soldiers in the north have already doubted him. A clever person, combined with the performance of the demons and savage races, and the appearance of high-grade wizards of the Witch God Sect, had already convinced him to refine the pill and massacre.

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

　　"Zhenbei King, really slaughtered the city..."

　　 Above the city, a centurion muttered in pain.

　　 "Hahaha, all humans are fools."

　　 A barbarian laughed and leaned forward and backward with laughter: "As early as a month ago, my barbarian spy infiltrated Chuzhou, looking for the land of the massacre. You also don’t want to think about why our demons and savage races are attacking today. City?

　　"The city of Chuzhou has crossbow artillery and a defensive formation, but our barbarians have always had a limited population, so I cherish it very much. It's not because there is a reason, why do we attack the city?

　　"Because we know that King Zhenbei slaughtered a large number of lives in Chuzhou, refined the blood pill, and tried to be promoted to the second rank. Hey, this is a disaster for our demons and savages."

The wild ridicule of the 　　 barbarians contrasts sharply with the pale faces of the soldiers.

　　 In fact, these soldiers who defended the city are the same as the survivors. They can escape, but they don’t. Why?

　　 want to wait for a result.

　　 is not waiting for the defeat of Zhenbei King, but waiting for the truth.

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

　　He guards the border, he cultivates the world, and he guards the stability of the north.

　　 All the time, when soldiers talked about King Zhenbei, they would hold their fists and raise them to the top of their heads.

　　 respect as a god.

　　 So, when Xu Qi'an scolded Zhenbei Wang Tucheng, no one believed it. Until Zhen Guojian disgusted him, the soldiers were shocked, confused, painful, and unbelief...

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

　　 But now, the last fluke is also shattered.

　　............

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

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

　　 A violent breath rose to the sky, rising steadily.

　　 is not from King Zhenbei, but Xu Qi'an, who is surrounded by demon flames. His body begins to swell, two feet, five feet, seven feet, ten feet...

　　 During this process, his shoulder blades bulged up a mass of meat bags, suddenly pierced the skin and stretched out. Those were twelve dark arms.

　　 At the same time, a circle appeared behind her head, a circle of dark magic flame burning.

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

　　It's like, like...the enchanted Buddhist image.

　　The giant is full of breath, like a **** of war.

　　The magical flames of the magic element are soaring to the sky, just like a demon god.

　　"Are you also a second-grade?"

　　 Zhenbei Wang stared at the pitch-dark face seriously, he finally knew what the "first stage" meant just now.

　　 The second stage in front of him is the peak power of this mysterious powerhouse, not just now.

　　"Second product?"

　　 The pitch black technique sneered: "The poor monk back then, the second grade that could be pressed by one hand could not lift his head, regardless of any system."

　　 Zhenbei Wang snorted coldly in his mouth, the lingering sound was still there, and the person had appeared and flashed behind the pitch-dark face, hitting the back of the head with a punch.

　　 This punch made a terrible sight like the sky collapsed.

　　The magic flame halo behind the pitch-black Faxiang's head shattered directly, staggering forward like a body made of black iron.

　　 "This is it?"

　　 The demon flame halo recondensed, and the corner of the pitch black face picked up, "I don’t know what the pain is for many years, you are almost too. King Zhenbei, if you slaughtered 38 million lives in Chuzhou, I will beat you 38 Ten thousand punches."

　　 "Just come!" Zhenbei Wang said proudly.

　　..........

　　 "Go, go, go fast..."

　　 Chen catches his head and roars.

　　 The majestic and terrifying aura permeated the world, and he felt a suffocation, as if his heart would burst in the next second. How can mortals be able to watch the war of "gods".

　　 Dali Temple Cheng, Liu Yushi and others were already unable to walk with their legs, but Yang Yan held them in his hands, and the delegation ran towards the nearest city gate.

　　 approaching the city gate, they found that the soldiers, barbarians and monsters fled to the city wall, they were surprisingly harmonious, without fighting each other in 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 nearest, and the battle will not spread." Yang Yan made a decision and took the delegation to the head of the East City.

　　 is far enough there to provide them with a safe place to look out.

　　Fang Fu, the missionaries, ascended the city head, suddenly heard a "boom" from far away, and quickly turned to look, only to see Zhenbei King staggered back with a punch, crashing the city wall behind him.

　　 The dust was lifted up instantly, and the boulder rolled.

　　 Takeo’s battle is unpretentious, but violent enough.

　　 "We are watching the fighting between the gods, this is disrespect..." a barbarian said tremblingly.

　　The dark magic mirror rode on the Zhenbei King, and the twelve pairs of fists fell like a torrential rain. The air force burst, the dust rose, and the ground collapsed.

　　"Lao Tzu, whether you are the Prince Dafeng or the emperor, if you dare to slaughter the city, I will kill you!"

　　 Dense fists hit Zhenbei Wang’s chest, face, and **** armor, venting the most primitive violence.

　　 "No one can kill by force. If you think it is possible, then I will treat him in the same way today."

　　 The **** armor shattered, and scarlet blood ran all over the place, staining half of the city wall.

　　 Of course, this is Xu Qi'an talking.

　　 Snap...Two dark arms were broken, Zhenbei Wang hit the dark face with a head hammer, and slowly got up:

　　"How ridiculous, you fought me life and death, just for the ants in the city? It seems that you don't know what the heart of the strong is."

　　 Despite the embarrassment, the voice of Zhenbei Wang is still domineering, unruly and confident.

　　He vomited slowly, and the white clouds in the sky were drawn by him and gathered, showing a whirlpool shape.

　　 As Zhenbei Wang breathed out, the broken keratin was repaired and the wound healed.

On the other side of 　　, the two severed arms of the "Dark Darkness" flew over and connected them to the fracture. He said quietly, "Ten thousand punches."

　　 Zhenbei Wang's face was gloomy, and his breath fell slightly. He raised his hand and said: "Dead!"

　　His palm was stained with blood, the blood of the dark magical image. This spell killing technique should have caused the dark magical image to suffer severe damage.

　　 But nothing happened.

　　Because of the magic flame halo behind the pitch black magic phase, it is intended to transform into a pitch black relic, blooming with a gentle, rich black light.

　　Buddha relics, like Taomen Jindan, have the effect of not invading evil.

　　The pitch black Faxiang launched a charge, and the sound of steps was like an earthquake.

　　 Zhenbei Wang lowered his waist slightly, and slowly clenched his fist. As his fingers closed, the air made a dull explosion, and he caught the air. The strength can be imagined.

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

　　 The twelve pairs of arms suddenly merged into "Xu Qi'an"'s right arm, and they also punched out, **** for tat.

　　 Two fists banged together, and the aura did not spread like ripples, but swept across Chuzhou City in an instant.

　　 Like a typhoon, it blows away the ruins and everything on the flat ground. The radius is emptied, and there are no ruins.

　　 Zhenbei Wang’s fist cracked inch by inch, exploding pieces of flesh and blood.

　　 He roared in pain and staggered back.

　　 Followed up in pitch black, twelve pairs of fists continued to strike, hitting Zhenbei Wang’s chest and face, and he kept falling back.

　　 "Boom, boom!"

　　The fists are so dense that ordinary people can't catch it with the naked eye. Pieces of **** armor are laid down, repaired and broken, repaired and broken.

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

　　 bang bang bang...

　　 "There are no people, what prince do you do, whose prince are you."

　　 bang bang bang...

　　 50,000 punches, 100,000 punches, 200,000 punches, 300,000 punches... The body of Zhenbei King was cracked again and again, repaired again and again, and at first he could fight back and suffered injuries. More and more, and gradually lost the power to fight.

　　 380,000 punches!

After 　　, Xu Qi'an stretched out his twelve pairs of arms, grabbed Zhenbei Wang’s head, arms, waist, abdomen, and legs, and raised them high.

　　 At this moment, Xu Qi'an's eyes swept across the silent city, swept across the devastated city, scenes from the massacre once again appeared, and there seemed to be 38,000 crying injustices in his ears.

　　What is the strong?

　　 regard mortals like ants?

　　He seemed to have returned to the Yunlu Academy, returned to the Yasheng Temple, and saw that he was holding a pen and writing four crooked words on the stone tablet:

　　 Set up the heart for the heaven and the earth~IndoMTL.com~ For the life and the people, for the sacred and inherited knowledge, and for the balance of the world.

　　 "Kill him!"

　　 Suddenly, there was a roar from the top of the city. A young quack stood on the raised female wall, shouting with all his strength, his face grim.

　　 "Kill him!"

　　 A soldier couldn't help but shouted, and was immediately stared at him murderously by the black robe spy next to him.

　　The soldier lowered his head in horror.

　　The black robe spy was about to threaten, and the next second, another soldier sternly shouted: "Kill him."

　　 This time, it seemed as if sparks fell on the grassland, setting off a prairie fire.

　　 More and more soldiers responded.

　　 "Kill him!"

　　 "Kill him!"

　　"........"

　　 Suddenly, Xu Qi'an seemed to have seen 380,000 ghosts appearing on the city’s head, in the sky and on the ground. They silently looked at themselves, and all their hearts converged into three words:

　　Kill him!

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

　　 He tore Zhenbei Wang to pieces.

　　The rain of blood poured down.

　　The pitch black Faxiang is covered in blood, like an avenger returning from hell.

　　.............

　　PS: I will write the Hundred Meng Thank You Chapter later, um, or tomorrow, because I don’t want to perfuse the Hundred Meng Thank You Chapter, I will definitely spend a lot of time writing it.

　　This will delay my next chapter, so the thank you chapter may be written tomorrow, and maybe after the second chapter is over, I will stay up late to write it.