Liu Siquan's way of appearing on the stage is full of excitement. The dazzling electric light that lingers around him adds a bit of domineering to his already handsome appearance. The effect is so impressive that it can almost get full marks.
Xue Pingxi tried his best but could not resist the man in black, and was defeated by him without even having time to react. This shows how powerful Xue Pingxi is, and he is well-deserved for the title of "Thunder God".
The eyes of the two men in black nearby showed shock at the same time. They no longer cared about chasing ordinary soldiers, they directly spread their body skills, waved their shining fists, and came straight towards Liu Siquan.
"Poof!" "Poof!"
However, before the two of them could get closer, a red shadow suddenly passed through the air, followed closely by two crisp sounds that sounded almost simultaneously.
Li Yan and the others felt a cold light flash before their eyes. They looked again and saw a red-clothed swordsman beside Liu Si. His facial features were somewhat similar to his, but his temperament was colder.
"Heart Sword" Liu Sanque!
But just now, the two men in black had their heads separated. The two heads flew high, drawing two perfect parabolas in the air, and then fell downward together with the headless bodies. The scene was strange and abrupt.
Until the head fell to the ground, the two of them couldn't even see clearly the action of Liu Sanque's sword.
"who?"
Looking at the two handsome figures hanging in mid-air, the smile on Li Yan's face froze, and his expression instantly darkened.
"I just found a few spiritual bodyguards and dared to be so presumptuous to me."
Another elegant middle-aged man appeared beside the Liu brothers at some unknown time. He smiled and said calmly, "It seems that the world of cultivation has been peaceful for too long, and the world has forgotten the majesty of the Seven Holy Lands."
While he was talking, a man in black quietly lurked nearby, flew up and kicked the man hard in the abdomen.
"Destroy but point to the extreme!"
The man's expression remained unchanged, and he pointed out in an understatement, and actually displayed the secret technique of "Lingxiao Holy Land".
A dazzling light spurted out from the fingertips and landed accurately on the right leg of the man in black without making the slightest sound.
"ah!"
With a shrill scream, the man in black's entire right leg shattered into pieces and instantly disappeared without a trace. His body curled up like a shrimp, tremblingly falling from the air and falling into the soil.
"What Brother Qi said is absolutely true." Liu Siquan clapped his hands and praised, "It's time for this little emperor to recall the horror of the old holy land!"
It turns out that this elegant man is Qi Xuan, the current great elder of "Lingxiao Holy Land".
"Speaking of the old holy land, how can we be left out?"
The person who appeared out of thin air to interrupt was none other than Old Master Ning from the "Wen Dao Academy".
More and more elders from the Holy Land appeared one after another, including even the new spiritual masters of the two newly promoted Holy Lands, the "Tiandao Alliance" and the "Ten Thousand Beasts Sect". Li Yan's face became more and more ugly, and his expression gradually became...
Not as calm as before.
"Cha! Cha! Cha!"
Before he could calm down, five huge golden spiritual arrows suddenly appeared in the sky. Each of them had double-edged openings and closings, making bursts of crisp sounds, and they were slashed in the direction where the men in black were gathering.
The scissors covered a hundred feet, and they appeared so suddenly that many men in black had no time to react. Some had their arms cut off, some lost their thighs, and even more tragically, some were even cut into two pieces at the waist.
, for a time, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the land was wailing. The scene was extremely bloody and shocking.
Obviously, it was the five "Luohe geniuses" who made the cut.
As the saying goes, the husband sings and the wife follows. Seeing her husband standing up to meet the enemy, the four women holding the harp and thinking about chess are no longer reserved. They each mobilize their spiritual power to summon the four avenues of harp, chess, calligraphy and painting in the air.
Three years have passed, but the fighting style of the four women has not improved at all. They still hold the elegant utensils in their hands, swing them at the enemy, and smash them hard.
In the eyes of these strange girls, there is no difference between famous Guqin paintings and Shen Xiaowan's hammer.
If there is any difference, it is that the shape is not very reasonable, and it is somewhat uncomfortable to hit people.
Under the fierce attack from experts from all sides, the man in black was immediately overwhelmed and embarrassed. Even though he had soul power, he still couldn't resist and retreated steadily. In just a few dozen breaths, most of his body was lost.
The remaining dozen or so people are still gritting their teeth and struggling to hold on, with no hope of breaking the situation.
Grandma’s!
Even if you have a fight, you still need to eat so much dog food!
His eyes swept over the pairs of Wang Taro and others around him. Zhang Bangbang couldn't help but feel a little sour. Before he could become decadent, the beautiful silhouette of the beautiful bamboo appeared in his mind. His mood immediately calmed down, and he felt happy in his heart.
Indescribable joy.
Thinking about the happy life after getting married, he suddenly came back to his senses and suddenly turned his head to look at a shining golden figure in the distance.
Wu Qian!
…
"I heard Zhong Wen brag about his soul power before, but now it seems like it's just ordinary."
Looking at the man in black who was easily crushed by the masters of the Holy Land, Zhao Shuangyan couldn't help but be surprised, "His Majesty, this Emperor is a little overconfident."
"City Lord Zhao, don't underestimate your soul power."
The person who spoke was Yan Begui, who is known as the "strongest elder in Wen Dao Academy". "According to Yan's observation, these men in black have very little combat experience. Most of them have been forcibly promoted, and they can only be regarded as half-baked."
, but possessing such combat power is already quite unbelievable.”
"I see."
Zhao Shuangyan nodded humbly, "But even so, it would be unreasonable for just such a few people to want to take over the current Immortal City."
"It's just the rest of them."
The expression on Yan Beigui's face was not relaxed. He glanced at the leader of the men in black who had not yet taken action, intentionally or unintentionally, "That guy is a genuine Taoist spiritual master..."
Zhao Shuangyan looked along his line of sight, only to see the man in black still hanging quietly in the air, with cold eyes, hands behind his back, and no intention of taking action. He was indifferent to the fierce fighting around him, as if
Those who were brutally slaughtered were not just his subordinates.
The aura on his body is very weak, and if you don't sense it carefully, you will probably be ignored.
However, the moment she stared at the leader of the men in black, Zhao Shuangyan felt inexplicably uneasy.
The sense of oppression brought by just one person seemed to be more suffocating than the other twenty spiritual masters and Li Yan's army combined.
"Elder Yan, could this person be the opponent's real trump card?" She couldn't help but look at Yan Beigui.
"Maybe, but before that, there is still an account that must be settled."
Yan Beigui laughed, rolled his eyes, and suddenly fell on a shining golden figure in the distance, "City Lord Zhao, is that boy the one who leaked our whereabouts?"
"Wu Qian?" A hint of contempt flashed in Zhao Shuangyan's eyes, "He is just a despicable villain. The slave family will deal with it on his own. Elder Yan does not need to care."
"It doesn't matter." Yan Beigui stared in the direction of Wu Qian and grinned, with a slightly ferocious expression, "If we have to work so hard, we must give him some suffering."
…
What a great emperor!
What a generation of heroes!
The cowhide was blowing loudly, but it turned out to be a silver-like pewter spearhead, which looked good but was useless!
How could I really believe your evil deeds to run back to this hellish place!
Gan! Gan! Gan!
Looking at the defeated man in black, and then at the gloomy expression of Li Yan next to him, Wu Qian felt something bad. He had already greeted his eighteenth generation ancestors countless times in his heart.
The strange series of explosions had already completely destroyed the spirit-breaking chariot, and the spiritual masters in black were killed one after another.
On Li Yiru's side, there were many experts watching the show and did not take part in the battle.
Even a blind man can tell who wins and who loses.
If it falls into the hands of Zhao Shuangyan...
With this thought, Wu Qian felt a chill running down his spine and his legs could not stop trembling.
The moment he raised his head, his eyes suddenly came into contact with another person.
Zhang Bangbang!
not good!
Wu Qian's expression changed drastically. He no longer cared about the situation, turned around suddenly, and ran away.
"Wu Qian, what are you doing? Why don't you go back to escort me!"
A figure blocked the way he was running. He opened his eyes angrily and shouted loudly. It was Shu Li, Minister of the Ministry of War. "Escape from battle is a capital crime!"
"Get away!"
In desperation, Wu Qian didn't care about the Prime Minister. He suddenly raised his right arm, and the Tianlun momentum exploded in front of him, and he swung it forward fiercely.
"boom!"
With a crashing sound, Shu Li's head was blown away from his body and flew into the air.
Even though his body and head were separated, the eyes of the Minister of War still shone with incredible light, as if he did not expect that this seemingly fawning and incompetent person would dare to kill him.
With one successful blow, Wu Qian flew up with a kick without mercy, kicked Shu Li's body to the side, then took long strides and ran towards the outside of the forest.
Done!
Just grab a boat on the beach...
Seeing that he was about to escape from this mountain forest, Wu Qian's heart beat faster and faster, and his face could not help but reveal a look of ecstasy.
"Swift!"
Unexpectedly, the scene in front of him suddenly flashed and completely changed.
"It's not easy to come back."
A soft and charming female voice came to my ears, "Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
Wu Qian's expression changed drastically and he quickly turned around to look.
What caught the eye was Zhao Shuangyan's elegant and moving face, as well as her sweet and meaningful smile.
"Zhao, City Lord Zhao..."
Wu Qian's face suddenly revealed a smile that was uglier than crying, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.