The first thousand two hundred and seventy chapters are so manly
At this moment, Bi Qian felt unprecedentedly tired and weak, as if he had been fighting for seven days and seven nights. His limbs were so heavy that he could no longer mobilize any strength.
The soul power that once made him invincible has become so unfamiliar and cruel now. It is rushing through the body, wreaking havoc, constantly destroying the meridians and blood vessels everywhere, as if countless people are holding knives and stabbing him at the same time. Every part of my body feels indescribably sour and refreshing.
Bi Qian stood upright in the air, his face as white as paper, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were filled with surprise and a bit of panic, and for a while he couldn't even lift his arms.
What the hell?
Why does the soul power go out of control?
Could it be...
No, impossible!
I am not a failure!
I am the Lord’s most perfect masterpiece!
An ominous thought quietly came to his mind, and his face suddenly turned ugly. His already distorted face became more hideous and terrifying, making it impossible to look directly at him.
"boom!"
A Daqian soldier flew over and hit Bi Qian's lower abdomen with his helmeted head, making a crisp sound. The pain made him grin, his body curled up, and his expression was indescribably distorted.
The body-protecting effect of soul power seems to have lost its effect!
"Swift!"
Almost at the same time, the soldier who collided with him suddenly changed into the appearance of Yan Beigui.
Looking at the sudden appearance of the burly man, Biqian was horrified. When he was about to retreat and dodge, the severe pain in his body made him weak. His legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he could not move even half an inch no matter what.
"boom!"
Yan Beigui's fighting experience was so old that he would not give him a chance to recover. Without saying a word, he punched Bi Qian's ugly face and knocked him to the ground directly from the air. A huge crater with a radius of several feet appeared, and for a while, mud and sand splashed everywhere, and dust flew up.
"Bang bang!" "Bang bang!"
Once the move was successful, he did not stop. He dodged and chased in front of Bi Qian. He raised his arms high and his fists were like raindrops. He smashed the man in black head and face with his fists. A slap in the face.
Bi Qian lay straight on the ground, letting Yan Beigui's fist hit his face again and again. He really wanted to cry without any tears, and had no power to resist at all.
Although the soul power was completely out of control, it still flowed in Bi Qian's body. Therefore, every time Yan Beigui hit a punch, his own fist would be in unbearable pain due to the shock of the soul power. However, he seemed to have no pain nerves and was still like a machine gun. He usually waves his fists with no intention of stopping.
Gradually, the "bang bang" sound of the fist hitting the face turned into the "chi chi" sound of blood spattering, and Bi Qian's ferocious face was already deeply sunken, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and even the eyes, ears, mouth and nose could not be distinguished.
Seeing this bloody scene made everyone around him tremble with fear. It was clear that he was not the one being beaten, but there was still a faint pain on his face unconsciously.
This one-sided abuse lasted for half a moment. By the time it was over, Bi Qian's body had already become stiff and he could no longer feel the breath of life.
"That's it?"
Yan Beigui stood up, gently shook his swollen hands, and spat at the corpse on the ground, "A perfect masterpiece? Bah!"
After saying that, he ignored Bi Qian and turned to look in the direction of Zhao Shuangyan.
At the same time, Zhao Shuangyan happened to look towards him.
This woman really becomes more and more attractive the more I look at her.
The two looked at each other, Yan Begui grinned, and a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.
This Elder Yan is so manly!
His eyes fell on Yan Beigui's red and swollen hands, the corners of Zhao Shuangyan's mouth slightly raised, and her pink cheeks suddenly felt a little hot.
The two of them had their own thoughts, but their eyes were tightly entangled together, and they did not want to separate for a long time...
…
No!
I didn't lose!
I am the one destined by destiny, and I am the orthodox member of the Great Qian Dynasty!
How could I lose?
In the mountains and forests, Li Yan was running and stumbling all the way. His coat had already been torn in several holes, and his body was covered with mud. He looked very embarrassed, and he no longer had the posture of an emperor.
His head was dizzy, and until this moment, he couldn't believe what he saw.
Numerous spirit masters, majestic and powerful warriors of hundreds of battles, and invincible spirit-breaking chariots...
Witnessing the sources of his confidence being destroyed one by one, Li Yan finally collapsed completely. He no longer cared about his majesty or backbone, and despicably chose to flee.
Everyone's attention was drawn to Bi Qian, and his escape process was unusually smooth.
The entrance to the mountain forest gradually appeared in sight. In the distance, the sky was still full of flying sand and rocks, and the flames were shining. It was obvious that there was no winner in another battlefield.
The battlefield of saints!
Yes, I still have King Ming and Dragon God!
As long as they don't lose, I still have hope!
When he thought of this, Li Yan's spirit perked up, and a burst of strength surged out from nowhere, and his feet immediately sped up a bit.
The moment he rushed out of the forest, the bright sunlight hit his pupils, making him unable to open his eyes.
After a moment of adaptation, his vision gradually recovered, but the scene in front of him made Li Yan's heart feel cold, and he instantly sank to the bottom of his heart.
On the left and right sides in front, an army was neatly arranged, with thick armor and gleaming swords, exuding frightening pressure all the time.
The ground was littered with corpses.
The corpses of Daqian soldiers.
Li Yan looked around and quickly recognized that these two elite divisions with a strong atmosphere were not the army he brought to attack the Immortal City.
It’s the dead bodies on the ground!
There is no doubt that the Daqian soldiers who were left behind in Linwai Palace had died tragically at the hands of these two armies.
The leader of the army on the right was a handsome young man that Li Yan had never seen before, but the leader on the left was very familiar to him.
The eldest son of the Nangong family, the "fatal scholar" Nangong Yu who once ranked third on the list of heroes in Daqian!
"His Royal Highness left in such a hurry."
The moment she saw Li Yan, Nangong Yu unfolded the folding fan in her hand, smiled slightly and said, "I wonder where you want to go?"
"Brother Nangong, you actually killed Daqian soldiers!"
Hearing the words "His Royal Highness," a trace of ferocity flashed in Li Yan's eyes, but he did not get angry on the spot. Instead, he asked coldly, "Are you planning to rebel?"
"Rebellion? How could it happen?" Nangong Yu chuckled and said, "I am just following His Majesty's orders to invite His Highness to go back for a gathering."
"I am the emperor!" Li Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Where did you get the other 'Your Majesty'?"
"Your Highness, are you planning to use your sharp tongue to instigate your younger brother to rebel?" Nangong Yu couldn't help laughing and said, "If this is really the case, then you need to practice your eloquence well."
"Nang! Gong! Jade!"
Being teased by him, Li Yan couldn't help but get furious, and his voice instantly rose an octave, "You have such a big burden, aren't you afraid that I will punish you nine tribes?"
"Your Highness, you can't scare others by threatening them with things you can't do."
Nangong Yu sighed, shook his head repeatedly and said, "It's not like I'm losing face, so why bother?"
"you you……"
Li Yan was so angry that he was choked. He pointed at Nangong Yu with his trembling right hand and was speechless for a long time.
"Instead of thinking about how to teach me a lesson, Your Highness." Nangong Yu's eyes suddenly passed over him and looked at the mountains and forests behind him. "It's better to think about yourself first."
"Brother Royal."
Li Yan's heart trembled, and he wanted to ask again, but suddenly a soft and sweet voice came from behind him, "Please stay."
"Yi, Yi Ru."
Li Yan's heart skipped a beat, his anus tightened suddenly, and he slowly turned around, forcing a smile on his face, but it was uglier than crying.
"Brother, why do you want to kill my father?"
Li Yiru's beautiful figure slowly walked out of the woods, staring closely at his figure, with a rare look of resentment in her eyes.
"Yi Ru, do you still remember that Li Jiuye even threw your life away in order to plot against his brother?" Li Yan seemed to realize that he would never be able to escape. Li Yan gritted his teeth and said bluntly, "He And why do you do this?”
"No matter what, this is your biological father."
Li Yiru was stunned for a moment, then sighed.
"How can there be any family ties among the royal family? Are there many examples of fathers and sons, brothers, and even sisters fighting each other?" Li Yan sneered and said, "Since you come from an emperor's family, you naturally have to fight with all your strength. That throne holds your destiny in your own hands!"
"What a stubborn and shameless person!"
Before Li Yiru could answer, the girl in red behind her, Suzaku, could no longer hold back and jumped up. The sword in her left hand was gleaming with cold light, and the whip in her right hand was like a dragon or a snake. She struck hard at Li Yan, "Your Majesty cannot bear to kill you.
Just let me do it for you!"
Seeing the Suzaku approaching fiercely, Li Yan's heart tightened, he turned around decisively and started to run away.
"Ouch!!!"
At this moment, a deafening horrifying roar suddenly sounded above their heads, and everyone raised their heads to look at the sky.
What appeared in sight was a huge flaming beast that towered over the sky and had astonishing power, its whole body covered in flames.
The six pairs of sharp horns on the top of the giant beast's head were wrapped in violent spiritual flames, and it slammed towards the location of everyone. It seemed that it would not give up until the island was sunk. The temperature around it soared by more than ten degrees in just an instant.