Nightwatcher Chapter 250: Everyone is angry (eight thousand)
Time went forward, about two quarters of an hour ago, calling the government office.
thump thump thump ......... dressed in Tsing Yi Xu Qian trampling the stairs, down the stairs slowly, look around a group of complex Clerk.
The Haoqi Building is essentially Wei Yuan’s office. There are many officials and think tanks who pass on news and analyze intelligence.
The new official Yuan Xiong took office with three fires, but there was only time to burn the guards. The officials in the Haoqi Building were not affected for the time being. If Yuan Xiong did not die, the fire would sooner or later burn them.
Because they are both Wei Yuan's confidant team.
I just didn't expect that Yuan Xiong just took over as Wei Gong yesterday and entered the Haoqi Building, and today he died at the hands of Xu Qi'an.
The officials stood at the corners of the corridors on every floor, silently watching him, watching the attire walking downstairs slowly.
In a pair of eyes, there is reverence, sadness, moving, and tears.
The changes in the political situation these days, and what happened in the yamen of the gangmen yesterday, they saw it clearly in their eyes.
No words on the face, there must be resentment in my heart. .
Of course, if you can hold a pen in your hand, you can't hold a knife. Those who can hold a knife can't hold that fleeting courage.
Wei Gong has been in the middle of fighting for twenty-one years, and the beneficiaries abound. Now that he is dead, his cronies are scattered, and all parties are watching coldly.
In the end, it was this young man who had been employed as a shifter for less than a year, and was angry with him.
The officials looked at him, grief brewing in their silence.
Xu Qi'an left the Haoqi Building and came to Yuan Xiong's corpse. He drew out the knife and cut off his head? Carry it in his hand.
You want to ruin Wei Gong, I won't agree!
The officials rushed out of the Haoqi Building and crowded outside.
When Xu Qi'an turned and left? A choking sound came from behind: "Xu Yinluo? You can run away......"
In front of Haoqi Building? That little guard on duty.
"Xu Yinluo, let's go, let's go."
"Xu Yinluo? Lost his head? Hurry up."
"Please..."
They seemed to foresee something, and each made their own voices.
The sound is noisy, but the whole body is full of words.
Xu Qi'an stopped for a moment? He went straight away.
He walked outside the yamen in silence? Along the way? The eyes of the people were focused on it? No one spoke? No one dared to stop.
A gaze stopped behind him? Then he turned to the head being held.
Everyone changed color.
Na Xi Tsing Yi quickly left the Dageng Ren Yamen and walked along the Long Street towards the palace.
In silence, a silver gong trembled: "It can't be this way."
Break into the yamen to kill, and did not retreat immediately after the incident, but went out with his head? Go to the imperial city......
Someone suddenly screamed: "He is going to the palace to make trouble!"
"This can't work? Wei Gong is gone? No one can protect him like last time? He killed Yuan Xiong. This is a crime of looting the house and destroying the door. You can't make trouble anymore? I have to run away."
"Who can stop him, can't stop him."
Too impulsive. The last time he was able to kill the country's father, it was because there was Wei Gong and all the public admonitions to death. This group of civil and military officials were under pressure before he could retreat.
The situation is different this time. He dared to make trouble, and he would definitely invite suppression by the army and masters.
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao took the knife and chased them out first.
The rest of the beaters looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
"I wait, I have wives and children, so I can't be impulsive."
"Let’s go check it out, just check it out."
"You can't do nothing at all."
As for how to deal with it, they didn't think about it.
After finding a reason for himself, someone stepped forward and rushed out of the office.
Next, one or two.........rushed out.
..............
At that moment, the autumn cold and frost are heavy, and most people have not yet risen in the morning.
In front of the morning food stall on the street, a stall owner holding the hot soy milk in both hands, walked to the diners at the table.
At a certain moment, he looked toward the street, his eyes widened, the sea bowl in his hand fell to the ground and the hot soy milk splashed all over the floor.
The diners followed his gaze. In the dim morning light, they walked with a knife in Tsing Yi, holding a head in their left hand.
Behind him, he followed nearly a hundred beating guards.
The stall owner slowly retracted his gaze and looked at the diners: "Is that Xu Yinluo?"
"Ah, is he Xu Yinluo?"
There are also people who have never seen Xu Yinluo's true capacity.
"No, yes, it is him, it is Xu Yinluo, what is he going to do."
"With his head in his hand, hiss, is Xu Yinluo going to kill corrupt officials again."
"There are so many beaters behind me..."
The street vendors, the shopkeepers who entered the city early, and some people who went out to rush to work, were lucky enough to see this scene.
When Xu Yinluo was found walking along the main road towards the imperial city, the people who witnessed it could not help interacting with each other.
"Who is the head of Xu Yinluo's hand?"
"Who knows, he is definitely not a good person, otherwise Xu Yinluo will not kill him. In such a mammoth situation, I remember the last time Caishikou killed two national dukes, but unfortunately I didn't witness it with my own eyes.. ......"
The voice suddenly stopped.
A few seconds later, someone screamed: "Follow up, follow up and take a look."
People who were originally just surprised, suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter. Immediately call friends and accompany him, and fall behind the guards.
Walking all the way, passers-by pointed and asked each other.
"This is like making trouble."
"What do you do with this group of fighters."
The people in the team said: "The leader is Xu Yinluo. Didn't you recognize it? You are blind."
"Don't talk nonsense, we don't know, just follow the excitement, don't forget, the last time Xu Yinluo was so invigorated was the Chuzhou massacre case."
The unidentified people were shocked, so they joined the team.
............
Imperial City, on the wall.
The Habayashi guarding the south gate saw the spacious main road from a distance, and the crowd came in turbulently. Under the view, it was full of human heads.
First, the Tsing Yi was dressed, then a hundred watchmen, and finally the loose people.
The team of nearly a thousand people, the capital is prosperous and wealthy, and the people are generally lazy and get up late, especially with the deepening of autumn and the colder weather. It is not a family forced to make ends meet. At this time, they are still sleeping, and The warm quilt is lingering.
Therefore, it is very rare to be able to draw a large team of nearly a thousand people at this time.
The Habayashi guards quickly ignored the people, lingered for a while among the hundreds of guards, and locked onto the leader's Tsing Yi.
Xu Qi'an, the front silver gong, has a human head hanging from his waist.
The leader of Yulin Weinancheng, with a serious expression on his face, said: "Preheat the artillery, prepare the crossbow arrows, and listen to my orders..."
In the face of this big evil star, no amount of attention can be overstated, especially the recent tense situation. The court wants to punish Wei Yuan's sin. At this juncture, Xu Qi'an is the one who is not good and will not come.
The leader of Yu Linwei stood at the head of the city and shouted: "The imperial city is heavy, idlers stop."
While speaking, he raised his hand, and Habayashi at the head of the city might adjust the muzzle to make a demonstration aim.
Or raise the crossbow and pull the hard bow.
Just wait for the commander's order to launch an attack.
The dressing in Tsing Yi really stopped.
Seeing this, the leader of Yu Linwei breathed a sigh of relief. When Wei Gong died, this unruly young man had to curb his lawless temper.
At this moment, he saw Xu Qi'an taking the head from the waist, holding it up high, and shouting:
"Twenty-one years ago, Wei Yuan led his army to Shanhaiguan, and fought against the monsters, Nanbans, and the witch gods in Shanhaiguan, and returned with great victory. Without Wei Yuan in this battle, there would be no great merits. , Was not tolerated by the emperor, and was forced to abolish the cultivation base, seize the military power, and conquer the court."
The caller behind him, with a look of irritation, is unfair to Wei Gong.
Among the people, young people don't have much feelings, but the older ones know that Xu Yinluo is telling the truth.
The leader of Yu Linwei squinted his eyes, his hand still raised.
"Twenty-one years later, Wei Yuan led his army to conquer the Witch God Sect. The king was fainted for fear of triumph, and it was difficult to suppress. He linked up with treacherous ministers and cut off a hundred thousand army. Army.
"Later, he conspired with Yuan Xiong, a traitorous official, to stigmatize his reputation, destroy his reputation, and trample on the victory of a hundred thousand army in exchange for fate."
The voice was high-pitched and loud, and it spread into the ears of the people.
They were in an uproar and commotion.
The army who went to the Witch God Sect had suffered heavy casualties. This is a conversation that has been circulated throughout the city recently. Even the traffickers and pawns, when they stopped to gather for tea, would rant a few eunuchs for leaving the country.
But when Xu Yinluo said the same thing, it was totally different.
The emperor joins forces with treacherous officials and cuts off the army’s food and grass.........joined with the witch gods to kill the commander’s marshal..........on the street, all the people who hear these words are confused in their minds one slice.
The eye sockets of the people who hit the watch instantly turned red, not sad, but angry.
If Xu Ningyan's remarks are true, for them, this is an unforgivable crime.
"Let the arrow!"
Habayashi leads sharply.
The bowstring trembles, and the cannon pops out of the chamber, and it rang into one piece.
The howling cannonballs and the crossbow arrows engulfed in white light all killed Xu Qi'an, regardless of the life and death of ordinary people.
The people screamed, scattered and fled, looking for shelter.
Boom boom boom!
Cannonballs and crossbow arrows exploded in the air, as if they were blocked by the invisible air world.
"I am so sad that I cannot bear the six hundred years of my ancestors' inheritance, and I was destroyed by the hands of the faint emperor and traitor..."
Xu Qi'an stood still, and threw his head fiercely, with a sound like thunder: "So today, everyone is angry, and the blood is splashed for five steps, the world is plain!"
At the head of the city, the artillery bed and crossbow burst apart.
Throwing people's heads over the imperial city, smashing the gates in Tsing Yi and smashing towards the imperial palace.
...........
"Dog——Emperor——Emperor——"
In the Jinluan Hall, following this deafening roar, the Taiping sword whistled and swept through the air, trying to nail the yellow robe to the dragon chair.
The eyes of the princes followed the light of the sword, looking at the king who had overlooked the court for nearly forty years.
I saw that Emperor Yuan Jing reached out and grabbed the edge of the peerless **** with his flesh and blood.
The Taiping knife breathed out the air, buzzing and trembling, but could not break free from the shackles of this white jade palm.
"Do you think I have been practicing the Taoism for 21 years, really so unbearable?"
Emperor Yuan Jing looked at Xu Qi'an with a smile, with a calm tone, like a **** above everything else.
Across the hall, the two met, and Xu Qi'an knew that Jeanne and Yuan Jing had merged.
One Qi transforms three Qings, one of the three, and one of the three, can separate and combine.
"Do you think I am here to kill you because I am angry?"
Xu Qi'an also treated with a calm tone, saying word by word: "The first emperor Joan of Arc!"
"You know who I am!"
Emperor Yuan Jing frowned slightly, seeming a little surprised.
Om!
The Taiping Sword shook out a wave of sword energy, letting the big case of laying yellow silk fall apart, making the gold ranks appearing with sword marks, and a certain sword energy smashed the small gossip bronze medal.
The gossip bronze medal turned into a dazzling light, and the next moment, Emperor Yuan Jing and Taiping Dao disappeared in the Jinluan Hall.
Transfer the magic weapon!
Killing the king, not only Yuan Jing, but also Joan.
Jan of Arc is a master of tribulation, Xu Qi'an himself is also a third-rank, fighting cannot take place in the capital.
Otherwise, millions of creatures will be wiped out.
Xu Qi'an swept across the hall, their expressions stiff and their eyes confused.
"The emperor has no way, Xu Mou cuts it down today. The princes are waiting in the temple for a long time, waiting for the result."
After that, he took out a small bronze gossip and crushed it.
Qingguang included him and disappeared.
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There was a chaos in Meridian Square, the sound of horns and drums spread all over the palace, and the guards of Ouchi swarmed towards Meridian.
Taking advantage of the weak guards of the palace, Huaiqing led the confidant guards and went straight to the Jingyang Hall where Emperor Yuan Jing lived.
"Tied up!"
The cold and noble eldest daughter waved her hand.
Twenty guards with a high level of cultivation effortlessly subdued the Ouchi guards outside the palace.
Holding a stack of handwritten books in his arms, Huaiqing walked quickly, with skirts flying, and entered the Yuanjing Emperor's bedroom alone.
Crossing the high threshold, heading straight to Huaiqing in the Imperial Study Room, he stopped abruptly, seeming to sense something, turned to the bedroom, saw the formation drawn on the ground, and saw the floating beads .
I saw the golden dragon struggling and being sucked out little by little.
Underground golden dragon...Dragon veins? This is the plan of the father? What does he want to do?
A lot of questions flashed in Huai Qing's mind. As soon as she wanted to get closer, she saw the eyeball inside the pearl turning, staring at herself deeply.
Being stared at by this eyeball, Huaiqing's heart was stunned. At the same time, the warrior who had been tempered in the spirit realm was instinctively warned.
Huaiqing is a wise and decisive woman. She turned and left without nostalgia. She returned to the Imperial Study Room and spread out a handwritten script on the big case and stamped them with a jade seal.
There are two types of handwritten content. The first type is the order to close the city gate; the second type is the order to deploy the imperial army.
The handwritten script has already been stamped with the big seal of the cabinet. As long as it is stamped with the emperor's jade seal, all the gates of the capital can be closed, and the army in the capital can be pressed firmly in the city.
On the day that the local book group was discussing matters, the members of the Tiandi Association agreed that two prerequisites must be met to kill the king.
One, fighting cannot take place in the city.
Second, the fifth battalion of the Forbidden Army under the direct command of Emperor Yuanjing could not get involved in the battle.
The five battalions of the Forbidden Army were composed of the Shenji battalion, which controlled advanced artillery and crossbows; the cavalry battalion equipped with the fire; the assault battalion composed of heavy cavalry; the hundred battle battalion composed of heavy infantry; and the navy division. .
This is Dafeng's most elite unit, regardless of its combat capabilities, equipment, and military masters, they are all top-notch.
If this army can come out all over the place, let alone Dafeng territory, even Kyushu, there are only a handful of troops that can compete with it.
The purpose of their existence is to guard the capital and ensure that this country will not be captured.
The jade seal was stamped, Huaiqing ran out of the palace, called the chief guard, said:
"Quickly go to the Forbidden Army Camp and hand over these five handwritten scripts to the leaders of the battalions.
"The rest of the handwritten scripts will be sent to the cabinet and handed over to Wang Shoufu."
She gave orders methodically.
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Beijing suburbs, Nanyuan.
The formation engraved outside the woods lights up, and the Emperor Yuan Jing in a yellow robe appears, holding a peace sword in his hand, calmly looking around.
"Nanyuan!"
Just a glance, he recognized that this was a royal hunting ground, and the vast woodland of two hundred and sixty miles was indeed very suitable as a battlefield.
Emperor Yuan Jing looked somewhere, with deep malice flowing in his eyes, shaking his hands, and throwing out the peace sword.
The clear light flickered there, and the figure of Xu Qi'an appeared, and the Taiping Sword just hit the knife, as if he had hit the knife.
Ding!
The golden light exploded and the Taiping knife was flew away, and then happily dropped into the master's hand.
Emperor Yuan Jing couldn't help narrowing his eyes, frowning:
"Rank 3? I understand. No wonder Wei Yuan was not at Rank 2 in blood that day, so he left behind. Tsk, if it weren't for being very familiar with him, I have to suspect that you are his bastard."
He was contaminated by the head of the real sect, and without concealing his jealousy, his malice became murderous.
Jealousy is one of the worst emotions in human nature. This young man has been promoted from an ordinary person to the second rank and became the emperor of the small group of people at the peak of Jiuzhou for 20 years. .
Compared with his patience and humiliation, the other party made a high profile all the way and gained fame and fortune. Even Wei Yuan was willing to pave the way for him.
It took only one year to change from a mere ant to a third-rank martial artist.
Xu Qi'an put the knife into its sheath, and while accumulating strength, he sneered: "If I tell you that Huaiqing and the Fourth Prince are his blood, do you believe it?"
Emperor Yuan Jing slowly reduced his expression and said indifferently: "You are provoking me."
The answer to him was Xu Qi'an's brazen knife.
A stunning knife light cleaved out.
Taiping sword + sword of heaven and earth + heart sword + nourishing spirit + Buddhist lion roar!
Jade broken!
Along with the light of the knife, there was a deafening roar of the lion, which was breathtaking.
Emperor Yuan Jing sensed the power of the sword, and the figure disappeared suddenly, flashing extremely quickly, and the bright yellow figures appeared and disappeared again and again, but he could not escape the sword anyway.
He stretched out his hands, his palms were wrapped around golden light and black light, holding the knife light.
Shock........
In the sound of Qi machine melting away, the light of the knife disappeared.
Daomen Yangshen, known as the Immortal Dharma Body, is the sublimation of the non-invasion characteristics of the golden core.
And once you step into the realm of the first-class land god, the sun **** and the physical body overlap, and they can even fight with the martial arts.
Of course, the attack power and durability are definitely not as good as Wufu.
Xu Qi'an appeared behind Emperor Yuan Jing and cut it off with a single knife. He didn't expect the fourth-rank "intention" to harm the second-rank cross-tribulation master.
Meaning, it is also necessary to practice.
The mind of Wufu can only be sublimated at the second rank. The third rank is an immortal body and has nothing to do with the fourth rank.
Just like the fourth and third grades of Confucianism, it doesn't matter.
What Xu Qi'an wants is to use this knife to narrow the relationship between the two parties, and a set of tricks to hit the other side badly.
Emperor Yuan Jing raised his head and screamed silently.
Xu Qi'an's brain shook, and he appeared dizzy and dizzy. He was as small as a worm, as big as an elk and a wild boar, all around him, all intact.
Grasp the gap of his primordial spirit shock, Emperor Yuan Jing rushed out a ray of brilliance from his sleeve.
Look in the mirror, capture the opponent's soul, and extend the control.
The soul-calling banner, brushing out a cloud of light, attacking the soul.
Three Soul Eater nails shot, trying to penetrate the acupuncture points of each other's head, but under the physique of the Wufu, they flew helplessly.
Two copper rings lock Xu Qi'an's hands and wrists.
The seven Taoist ranks are called Shiqi, and they can drive magical artifacts, including flying swords. Once in the realm of Emperor Yuanjing, it is easy to control multiple magical weapons at once.
In addition, Daomen is also a very few systems that have the ability to refine magical tools. It's just that he is not as proficient as a warlock, and he can practice almost any magic weapon.
While driving the magic weapon to attack, Emperor Yuan Jing summoned a mouthful of Qingfeng, handed out a sword, and the light of the sword was overwhelming.
He followed the human sect's cultivation method, which is also the second grade of human sect, and his attack power is no worse than Luo Yuheng.
Of the three Taoist schools, the human family is the most aggressive.
Even among the martial arts, when it comes to attack power, human swordsmanship is also the best, and specializes in breaking the copper and iron bones of martial arts.
Under the sword light, the diamond magic persisted for a few breaths, but couldn't hold it, and a sword penetrated the heart.
Yin Hong blood splashed behind Xu Qi'an.
Emperor Yuan Jing frantically urged his sword qi to wipe out the vitality of this newly promoted third rank, his eyes flashing with the same maliciousness as the Demon Dao of the Dizong, he grinned and said:
"Wufu who has just entered the third rank, is also worthy to fight with me?"
He has been in the second rank for many years, and he has cultivated the resources of the whole country. How can this kid who just entered the third rank be able to contend.
"I caught you."
Xu Qi'an showed a tricky smile and roared: "Shenju!!"
A deep, vast, severe and terrifying breath revived in Xu Qi'an.
A flame-like magic pattern appeared on the center of the eyebrows, the skin quickly became pitch black, and a flame halo appeared behind his head.
Xu Qi'an's breath soared, from the early stage of the third rank, he instantly rushed to the peak of the third rank.
This is not the power of God alone, but the power of the two.
Boom!
The bronze mirror of the magic weapon exploded.
The spirit banner exploded.
The copper ring burst.
"I will lead!" Xu Qi'an said.
He is now a truly high-grade martial artist, and he is in charge of the ability of Huajin, and he can even kill the masters of other systems, and he does not need to be led by the gods.
"Good!"
In him, there was a deep and divine voice.
Shenshu is forced to wake up, and can wake up a supremely strong man to fall asleep, of course only another superbly strong man.
After regaining consciousness that day, Xu Qi'an said that there was only one request for the supervisor, and that request was to help him wake up the gods.
However, the supervisor refused at the time, without giving a reason, but asked him to go to Yunlu Academy first.
Taking the blood pill that Wei Yuan left him from the dean, Xu Qi'an knew the purpose of the supervision.
Shenshu is a bottomless pit that can't be fed. If he is awake, Wei Yuan's blood pill will be cheap for Shenshu.
The next moment, a storm-like blow fell on Yuan Jing, and the layers of air wave exploded.
Emperor Yuan Jing only felt that there were enemies in all directions. The blows came from different angles, dense as rain, unable to evade, difficult to resist.
This is the high-grade martial artist.
Puff!
Xu Qi'an merged his hands and penetrated Yuan Jingdi's chest, tearing it forcefully.
Dismember!
The blood sprinkled on the pitch-black knotted body, becoming more fierce and fierce.
At this moment, Emperor Yuan Jing officially died, death in the true sense.
The figure of golden light and black light entangled away, standing in the air, looking down at Xu Qi'an with a gloomy expression.
Jan of Arc.
Xu Qi'an silently looked at the corpse on the ground, and scenes of past events flashed in his mind, flashing the majestic and indifferent image of Emperor Yuan Jing.
The sight of the emperor sitting high in the dragon chair flashed past.
Although he has long been replaced by Joan, even though the former emperor has always been the first Joan, he still has a strong sense of pleasure.
He personally killed the dog emperor. From this moment on, Yuanjing became history and ceased to exist.
Jane's face twitched slightly. Although Yuan Jing's body was limited in his cultivation, it was a real life for him.
One Qi transforms three Qings, and one person has three lives.
A quarter of an hour after the fight, he lost a life.
Looking at the figure that looked like a **** and a devil with jealousy, Joan suddenly realized something, pointed at Xu Qi'an, and roared:
"It turned out to be you. It turned out to be you. You are the mysterious figure in Chuzhou that day. The seal under Sangbo is on you!"
He is bitter and hateful.
It turned out to be him. Xu Qi'an was the one who killed Zhenbei Wang.
"I knew it was you, that day when you returned to the capital, I should have broken your body into pieces. I regret it, how many times I have missed the opportunity to kill you. You can hide it from me because the prison is taking your place You have blocked the secret of heaven, so that I cannot sense its existence."
Jan of Arc’s mentality burst. He watched this little man grow up, feeds tigers, and tolerates this little man growing up step by step.
I didn't know until now that the person who killed another clone of himself was by his side.
Xu Qi'an not only killed his identity, but also returned to Beijing with the corpse, jumping up and down, killing the lord of the country, and denounced him in front of the people.
Too much deception, too much deception! !
Emperor Joan of Arc was both frightened and angry, and the viciousness in his heart was like turning over the river, gritted his teeth and said: "I will not give you another chance."
Xu Qi'an said calmly: "Yuan Jing is dead, after today, Dafeng will change his throne."
After hearing this, Emperor Jeanne showed a proud and arrogant smile: "You are right, after today, Dafeng will indeed change ownership, and it will become a subject of the Witch God Sect."
Sure enough, the first emperor's goal was to make Dafeng a subject of the Witch God Sect. He wanted to follow the example of Salun Agu..........Xu Qi'an frowned:
"What are you going to do?"
Emperor Joan of Arc spit out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and recovered his state. He opened his arms, as if to show his greatness, said:
"Do you know the dragon veins? The dynasty ruled the Central Plains, not only people, but also territories. People's hearts condense air luck, and dragon veins are the essence of air luck and territories.
"As long as I extract the spirit of the dragon veins and dedicate it to the witch gods, the Central Plains will suffer from natural disasters and man-made disasters, but because the dragon veins are not dead, the uprisings are often unable to succeed. The witch gods sect controls the dragon veins in the Central Plains, and the destiny belongs to the Lord. Central Plains is easy."
"So you are going to help the Sorcerer Cult kill Wei Gong?"
Xu Qi'an doesn't know the dragon veins, but he understands the air luck. After Dafeng lost half of his air luck, the national power has been declining in recent years, either here is a drought or there is a flood.
It's not going well for years.
I got lucky, along the way, I can always turn into auspiciousness and encounters again and again, and I have been promoted to the third rank in just one year. On the surface, I have been favored by some big men. In fact, this is in itself qi. The performance of transport plus body.
If the dragon vein is taken away by non-witch gods, the result can be imagined.
"Wei Yuan must die. If he is alive, I will face him today. And the combat power of a second-rank martial artist is much stronger than you."
Jan of Arc continued to breathe aura, and the violent blow just now caused a slight injury to him.
"Wei Yuan is a handsome talent who has been hard to see for hundreds of years. He is immortal, and Sarun Agu’s sleep and food are uneasy. Even if the Sorcerer holds the dragon veins, he may not be able to easily enter the Central Plains. Of course, I will kill Wei Yuan. The third reason, you will know soon.
"By the way, when I went to court, I had already activated the formation and stripped the dragon veins. Would you like to go back and stop it? I don't mind going to the city to fight."
I mind...I expected these Wei Gongs too. In the battle of Jingshan City, the witch gods also invited the king to enter the urn, but Wei Gong had no choice. If he sat and watched the witch gods break the seal, even if Wei Gong led the soldiers No matter how strong the fighting ability is, it can't beat a super product... Xu Qi'an asked:
"You want to take away the dragon veins, the supervisory committee agrees?"
As a first-class warlock, no one knows luck better than him. Emperor Joan wanted to take the dragon veins away from under the eyelids of Jianzheng, wishful thinking.
Although Jianzheng cannot kill Joan, he can prevent the dragon veins from being taken away.
Jan of Arc laughed and said: "June is the greatest enemy in my longevity plan. If there is no way to hold him, how can I draw dragon veins?"
Xu Qi'an frowned.
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Lingbao View.
Luo Yuheng walked out of the quiet room, came to the small courtyard, and stretched out his white hand toward the small pond in the courtyard.
A rusty iron sword burst out of the water and delivered itself to her.
Luo Yuheng stepped out and disappeared into the courtyard.
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Star Gazing Building.
There was waves in the void, and a figure wrapped in a wizard's robe stepped out of the void.
This is an old man holding a goat whip in his hand. His hair and beard are all white, and his eyes are calm and gentle, but it is such an old man who is no different from an ordinary old man. His appearance makes the sky above the star-gazing tower dense.
The dark clouds are rolling, very close to the star-gazing building, as if they are just overhead, and blazing lightning flashes in the clouds.
As soon as the old man appeared, the Bagua platform lit up a series of patterns, strangling him.
But the old man doesn't seem to be in this world, and any attack on him won't work~IndoMTL.com~ Disciple, if you have Wei Yuan's power to break the formation, I will leave now, Master. "Saron Agu said with a smile.
The supervisor twisted the wine glass and took a leisurely sip.
"Daifeng's national strength has been weakened, how much strength do you still have?" Saron Agu sat down at the table.
Jianzheng sneered and said: "The warlock moves his brain, but the martial artist only knows to use brute force."
While speaking, a chessboard appeared on the table.
"Next round."
"Win or lose by game?"
Jian Zheng said indifferently: "No, this round is over, the matter is over."
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PS: I will write this story slowly. Don't rush you, write it quickly, but you can't write it well. Speed and quality are inversely proportional. I hope you don’t rush.