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Seven hundred and thirtieth chapters slaughter

Now, Fu Liancheng is the only one left in the flame wall. Because of his relatively high cultivation level, he has been able to hold on for a longer period of time, but that is not a solution. It is a matter of time to die.

Witnessing the tragic death of his subordinates around him and being in danger again, Fu Liancheng's face has become hideous and distorted due to anger or fear.

He had to escape. Fu Liancheng knew that he would not last long. The ancient way of the other party urged exceeded his level. No matter what method Fu Liancheng used, he could not resist it. It was a different level of realm.

I wanted to escape, but Fu Liancheng did not make a breakthrough like an outsider, because I had tried it a long time ago, and it was futile!

He gathered his last power and pushed a ninth-grade holy sword in his hand to the extreme. The powerful pressure emitted from the knife alone shocked many people with low cultivation levels on the spot and almost collapsed to the ground on the spot.

At this moment, people realized that it was not that Fu Liancheng and his men were too weak. In fact, they were all very strong. The power that a Yuansheng burst out at any time was enough to destroy the world. What's more, he also had a ninth-level holy sword. It was just that their opponents were stronger and outrageously strong, which gave people the illusion that they seemed very weak.

But this strong man did not show any movement or pressure, and the Destroyed Saint was only in every move. At other times, he was so calm that he was unreasonable!

Here comes!

A vast sword energy was cut out from Fu Liancheng's sword, tearing the space apart, not outward, but inward, towards the person in the center of the fire circle.

Since he activated the firewall, if he killed him, the firewall naturally disappeared, and Fu Liancheng was not a mediocre person. He had long observed that the firewall in the center was weaker, just as a thin layer of protection from the master of the firewall, and he could break it with one blow with all his strength.

With a desperate attitude, sure enough, under Fu Liancheng's full-strength attack, a thin fire wall in the middle, like a protective cover, burst. The moment it shattered, Fu Liancheng's figure rushed out.

"Kill my eight generals, I really think you won, boy, die!"

Fu Liancheng, who rushed out of the encirclement, roared without stopping for a moment, and the blade continued to move forward, slashing at the opponent who was still floating in the air. As long as he was killed, everything would be restored!

Fu Liancheng has not done his best like this for many years, and there is no opponent worthy of his best. In the comfortable and luxurious life of the powerful, his blade has become slightly duller, but it is still unstoppable when it explodes at this moment. Those who are familiar with him seem to see the ruthless character who once hangs on the battlefield again.

But when it hit the center, it was forced to stop and frozen in the air.

The opponent only stretched out one hand and grabbed the knife steadily, making it impossible for him to move forward half a minute, let alone draw it out. The figures of the two were frozen in the air in an incredible posture of everyone.

"What……!"

Everyone opened their eyes wide, and Fu Liancheng also opened their eyes wide, unable to believe everything in front of them!

"The knife is good. If I guess correctly, the knife is called Mingtu, it should have been given to you by my father!"

Su Junbao grabbed the knife with one hand, raised his head and asked lightly!

Fu Liancheng twisted his facial features and could hardly speak. He was extremely confident and took the knife with all his might. He was easily caught by his opponent. No matter how slow he reacted, he knew that he had no chance of winning. If the other party wanted to crush him to death, he would crush an ant to death!

Before, he was able to break through the fire circle, maybe the other party did it on purpose.

This knife was given to him by his father, so of course he would take it back!

Just when Fu Liancheng was shocked and lost his language organization ability, a ball of black air surged up on the other party's body, and along the knife, wrapped around Fu Liancheng's arm. The ball of black air was filled with an extremely breath of death. It devoured everything. Fu Liancheng felt that his power was rapidly passing and pouring towards the invisible black hole ahead. Its absorption speed was several times faster than the flame burning just now. At this speed, it would not take long for his entire body to be absorbed!

Fu Liancheng didn't know what evil secret technique the other party used, so he subconsciously let go of his hand, trying to withdraw the force from the knife and escape, but it was too late.

His hand was loosened, but the black gas that was wrapped around him did not let him go. It turned into a human-shaped hand, holding him firmly in the palm of his hand and strangling his neck. Fu Liancheng tried his best to fight desperately, but the more this happened, the more his power passed.

Gradually, he could no longer move and was frozen in the air by the giant palm transformed into black gas. Everyone knew that the Yuan Sheng, the second-class king, had lost his ability to resist, but he was not dead yet because the other party didn't want to kill him!

The knife was in Su Junbao's hands and he played with it twice!

A dark ancient sword.

The blade is three and a half feet long and one foot long. The blade body is straight and smooth, the blade head is slightly wider, the tip of the knife is raised, and it is pulled into a perfect arc.

The knife is made of one piece, with exquisite and quaint patterns carved on the hilt and trunk, simple and gorgeous, presenting a perfect sense of balance. It is difficult to tell which material it is made of!

Like gold but not gold, like jade but not jade!

The whole body is black, the surface of the blade is dark, and any light shines on it as if it is sucked in. The blade is snow-white and sharp as if it was just cast on the first day. After countless chopping and killing, it has never left any scars on the blade. The back of the blade is thick and there are exquisite dragon patterns, giving people a feeling of indestructible and uprightness.

If any weapon refining master is here, they can see the value of this warrior at a glance, then it can be regarded as the top warrior on the China Continent. There are more than 7,000 runes inside, and the value is immeasurable!

"This knife is something my father gave you. Since it does not belong to you, I have to take it back!"

Su Junbao said, after playing with it for a few times, he put it away!

Everyone looked at it and most of them didn't know what he was from here, but the innate aura of the emperor was emitted at this moment, which made everyone feel trembling. Not everyone can have that temperament, even if he is alone at this moment, he has nothing!

"Fu Liancheng, the first-class imperial guard commander of the Yuan Xuege Dynasty, participated in the rebellion in the sixth year of the Central Empire and led his army to break through Fengxi City that he had once guarded and slaughtered countless people. There were 120,000 families, including the elderly, weak, women and children. Am I right?"

Su Junbao raised his head and said word by word. He had never mentioned these things to anyone around him, but he had kept this account in his heart since he was a child!

"That's right, those people were killed by me. Not only did I kill them, I also killed them into the palace and slaughtered countless royal families of your Mu family. How about it, I dare to do it and take it as a killer, and I will kill you and cut you all!"

When Fu Liancheng heard the question, he could no longer move and said gasping.


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