Chapter 478: Seven Killing Poems(1/2)
Flush!
At this moment, when hundreds of thousands of troops were trembling under the clouds, someone called out this name.
"Young Master Qi!?"
"You read it right? How could it be him? Isn't Master Qi dead?"
"That's right, it's Junior Brother Qi. What he holds... is the treasure of our academy."
Sudden riots.
Most people in the city have never seen Qi Ping, but almost no one is unfamiliar with this name.
Similarly, many people, who have seen portraits or simply met real people, immediately identified them, some were confused, some knew the inside story, and they were not surprised that Qi Ping was still alive, but...
"Why is he here? Shouldn't he hide in Youzhou?" Lianrong couldn't figure it out.
She turned her head and looked at Mr. Big, but was stunned.
I saw the big gentleman wearing a tall crown and a stereotypical and serious face staring at the same time, breathing rapidly, with surprise, excitement, and shock.
"Four realms... He became a god and hid." The eldest gentleman said softly.
The eyes are complicated.
Yes, as the only four realms in the city, he was the first to realize that Qi Ping's cultivation level had increased, and that powerful pressure was even far beyond the "first entry into the fourth realm"...
But, how is that possible?
After counting on my fingers, Qi Ping was still in the realm of magical powers after the preaching meeting. It was only a few months ago... The great gentleman still didn't know that Qi Ping broke through the realm of Xueyuan and killed Kaji.
"Shen Yin? He became a Shen Yin?!" Next to him, Cui Xiuguang, the commander of the Northwest Army, holding a tiger talisman and wearing armor, murmured.
His face was full of shock.
He knew Qi Ping, and to be precise, Qi Ping still had kindness to him, if it weren't for his investigation into Xiahou Yuanqing's conspiracy.
Cui Xiuguang could not escape the disaster of extermination.
"Justice Qi, he came here at this time, may he be in accordance with the will of the court..."
The General of the Ministry of War was overjoyed, and then realized something was wrong.
How is it possible to have Qiping’s hatred with Emperor Jing?
All kinds of thoughts and thoughts, but now it is obviously not the time to think about these things. A divine arrival is tantamount to bringing hope to everyone.
"You are... Qiping!" At this time, the hoarse voice of the immortal worship wizard floating under the red clouds outside the city echoed.
His eyes were red and he looked at him.
"Thank you for your hard work, stay away."
Qi Ping first whispered to the crane under his seat and walked in the air. The crane circled tactfully and flew eastward without anyone stopping it.
The cultivation level of the four realms can already achieve a certain degree of flight, but the speed and durability are definitely not as good as "tools of transportation".
Qi Ping wore a deep red brocade dress, full of energy, holding a pen in one hand and a book in the other, sneering:
"Are you... a fairy worship?"
He also did his homework and guessed his identity from the other party's signature dress.
The old white-haired wizard narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was also unpredictable to the arrival of this Shenyin.
Beware:
"I have heard of you. You are a genius from Liang Kingdom. Chen Jing usurped the throne and fled to the north. Unexpectedly, he became a god-hidden person... It seems that he has a great opportunity. Hey, master, I like to kill you young people the most
A genius, I think the flesh and blood tastes wonderful…”
Qi Ping's eyes were cold and stern.
The old wizard licked his lips, ferocious and obscene:
"Okay, it seems that this is your reinforcements. Haha, I waited for so long and only waited for one reinforcement. It's interesting, interesting. Do you really think that an extra Shenyin is enough?"
After saying that, he opened his arms and smiled, "Come out!"
Teng!
After saying that, two black smoke rose from the barbarian army, and they were two figures in black robes.
A man was much thinner than an ordinary man, and now he spread the black cloth wrapped around him, showing a middle-aged man as tall and thin as a bamboo stick.
The skin is yellow, the hair is also yellow, the arms and legs are spitting oily, and a "bead string" is hung on the chest.
Those "beads" are all white bones and human heads, with green fire burning in their eyes, which is evil and terrifying.
"Bone Wizard!"
Qi Ping raised his eyebrows and saw a general information of this person in his mind. He knew that he was a god-hidden magic witch and was said to be proficient in curses.
"laugh!"
The other man had a particularly tall skeleton, his arms were flapped, and his black robe was broken into pieces. He was a war witch with a head full of "dirty braids", bronze skin, and a burly figure.
Barefoot, there is a scimitar hanging around her waist.
"Scimitar King!"
Cui Xiuguang exclaimed, raised his head and reminded:
"This man is extremely powerful in his sword skills. He was the vanguard soldier when he broke through Lincheng. He was nicknamed the King of Scimitar and was also the God Hidden War Witch."
Three!
This time, in addition to the barbarian army in the wilderness, three divine wizards were dispatched!
On the top of the city, the generals who had already risen their hopes turned pale again.
It even gave birth to a feeling of "I am worthy too".
As for the current situation in Yuzhou Prefecture City, is it as for the dispatch of three gods?
The white-haired dances wildly, and the immortal bows holding a bronze staff laughing:
"You Central Plains people have a saying, "The lion fights against the rabbit, and use all your strength." Today, the three of us will send you back to the west!"
It's over... They were ready...Miss Rong, who had soft eyes and quiet temperament, clenched her fists and looked at the figure in the sky with worry.
He was determined to urge Qi Ping to escape.
If Mr. Dasheng is fine in this lineup, he is now seriously injured... has no chance of winning.
However, Qi Ping's face was not depressed at all, but instead smiled: "That's all?"
Xianbai was stunned for a moment.
The other party's young man's reaction was a bit different from what he thought...
Qi Ping said with a smile:
"What other trump cards are there? Let's play the biggest one today, don't hide it, hey, old man, do you really think I'm going to the meeting alone? Compare the shaker with me?"
Xianbai changed color slightly.
Immediately, Fu Dian, who was flushed in his left hand, suddenly disappeared, replaced by a simple and round mirror.
"Get out!"
Qi Ping threw the Jiuzhou Jian, flew the mirror and knocked down the beam.
A figure stepped out, first with a tender white barefoot, then a dancing gray Taoist robe.
The female Taoist had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, black hair fluttered, lotus marks on the eyebrows flashed, and a huge green gourd followed behind her.
"The Taoist elder Yu Xuanji is here!"
Then, a Taoist wearing a yellow apricot embroidered Bagua seal Taoist robe and holding a small flag of the same color walked out, causing the flag to shake, and the words of talismans appeared in the air.
"The Taoist talisman elder has learned the trick!"
Bang bang bang... The yellowish light condensed and exploded again. She wore straw sandals and was wearing short-shot clothes. The non-mainstream black hair covered one eye with a cold look.
Dangdangdang... In the sound of metal collision, Elder Lu, carrying an eight-sided warhammer, walked out step by step.
...
Jiuzhou Jian opened up, and figures shook off one after another. In the blink of an eye, the Taoist temple landed on the city wall, densely packed with hundreds of people.
Hundreds of monks.
Although most people were unable to participate in the Shenyin Team Battle, they each locked in the barbarian army formation and those wizards who acted as background boards.
And...the momentum is amazing.
"The Taoist Immortal Master is here to help!" someone shouted.
"Justice Qi has invited a Taoist master!"
"We are saved!"
"Counterattack the barbarians! Counterattack the barbarians!!"
"Justice Qi is mighty, and the Taoist Immortal Master is mighty!"
In an instant, it was like cooking oil in a fire. If it appeared flush at first, people did not confirm their identity, and then they were nervous and frightened.
So at this moment, when Taoist monks appeared and suddenly turned back in momentum, the soldiers blushed with excitement, and a general suddenly grabbed the drum hammer and beat the cowhide drum next to him.
"Well!"
"Well!"
That's a cheering drum.
On the long city wall, a drummer woke up as if he was dreaming and smashed the drumsticks excitedly.
In the sound of the dongdong drum, the magnificent and passionate war drums immediately dispelled the haze with the blessing of the imperial magic.
To be continued...