Bang bang bang!
Arrows with blood streaks fell down.
It penetrated deeply into the huge shield and then broke the shield. The arrow showed its sharp edge and was far more powerful than ordinary arrows.
The blood and qi of the soldiers of the South China Sea Army rose up and they became one.
But he was also pierced by blood-marked arrows and hit the armor.
Gold and iron ring together!
The blood-patterned arrows had gone through two layers of consumption, and their power was greatly reduced.
It only broke through a few of the armors of the Nanhai soldiers.
Puff puff puff.
Blood splatters!
However, it only caused minor injuries.
The soldiers of Nanhai University pulled out the blood-marked arrows and continued fighting with a ferocious expression on their face.
The armies of both sides were anxiously together.
Above the night sky, the armies of both sides gathered their fighting souls to fight in military formations.
On the earth, both sides fought bloody battles selflessly!
The sword energy and sword light are everywhere!
The bright spiritual light flickers on and off, and the iron-blooded evil energy shakes the heaven and earth.
It was even so frightening that the birds and beasts hundreds of miles around them fled in panic.
Xianyang City.
Eighth Young Master's Mansion!
The bright moon is bright, and the moonlight is falling down.
It shines on Ying Ziye who is silently practicing on the bed.
The bad guy sent the news and reported: "Sir, there is an army of tens of thousands of blood soldiers attacking outside Xianyang City, but now it has been blocked by the Nanhai army, and both sides are in panic."
"Moreover, there are South Vietnamese killers who are attacking and want to kill in the mansion, but they are blocked by Heibingtai and Shadow Secret Guards."
The army attacks the city!
Ying Ziye opened his eyes, a ray of spiritual light flashed through his eyes, and his bright eyes were as deep as an abyss.
"Walk!"
Ying Ziye stood up, stepped out of the room in one step, stood on the roof, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Everyone in the house, follow me to kill the enemy!"
Boom boom boom!
Waves of powerful momentum soared into the sky.
The sweeping monk, Jian Jiu, Master Xiaomeng, etc. all left the room and looked at Ying Ziye.
kill!
Ying Ziye led everyone to kill outside the city.
But at this time.
A figure came with a strong momentum.
Walk on the air.
Land fairy!
The power shocked the heaven and earth, causing wind and clouds to gather, and the celestial phenomena to change.
"Eighth Young Master, why are you so anxious?"
The faint words came with a hint of age.
Astonishingly, it was Lao Zhuo Qinghou!
"It's you."
Ying Ziye frowned. Old Zhuo Qinghou, who had been searching for him for many days, suddenly showed up.
But he was not surprised, Ying Ziye had expected it.
When the bad guy heard that an army of tens of thousands of blood warriors was attacking the city, multiple guesses came to mind.
But the bigger suspicion is Lao Zhuo Qinghou!
"Ah!"
Old Zhuo Qinghou smiled softly, and without saying much, he started to kill Ying Ziye.
"You dare!"
The sweeping monk shouted and took action quickly.
A huge palm of golden light blasted out, and countless Sanskrit chants were chanted.
bass!
Lao Zhuoqinghou gathered his blood and true energy and turned it into a long sword with red blood and silver patterns, which cut through the air with one strike.
The shocking sword light rose into the sky, extremely sharp, and slashed towards the golden palm.
The two collided.
The giant palm of golden light was thick and majestic, crushing down with great force.
Although the long sword with red blood and silver patterns was made of condensed energy and blood, it was also solid and sharp, far better than ordinary famous swords.
Gold and iron ring together!
The shocking sword light broke through the golden light palm, splitting the golden light palm into two halves, and continued to crack and turn into spiritual light that was annihilated.
At the same time, it was broken into pieces, but it still killed Ying Ziye.
boom!
Ying Ziye shattered the greatly reduced power of the shocking sword with one punch. He stared at Zhuo Qinghou tightly and said in a cold voice: "Kill!"
As the words fell.
The sweeping monk took action boldly and attacked Old Zhuo Qinghou again, and quickly approached him.
Old Zhuo Qinghou had no intention of dodging, his white hair was flying, and the long sword in his hand was raised high, blooming with streaks of bloody brilliance.
The pressure is heavier.
The space seemed unable to withstand the heavy pressure, and cracks appeared.
Above the night sky.
A bloody bright moon appeared, extremely strange.
He blasted towards Ying Ziye.
At the same time, the figure of Old Zhuo Qinghou flickered on and off, quickly crossed the void, traveled hundreds of feet in an instant, and rushed straight towards him.
Obviously, if you want to capture the thief, capture the king first!
Looking at Lao Zhuo Qinghou, Ying Ziye felt inexplicably familiar.
But the other person couldn't match up with anyone in his memory.
town!
The sweeping monk's mouth was full of words, and he held the void in his hand, turning it into a huge Zen staff and blocking it in front of Ying Ziye.
boom!
The Zen staff firmly blocked the blood moon.
Ying Ziye's figure changed, avoiding Old Zhuo Qinghou, and drew the Xuanyuan Sword.
The Emperor's Sword!
When the sword comes out, the world moves.
The sun, moon, stars, birds, beasts, insects and fish.
Various complicated runes flickered on and off.
With one strike of his sword, the sword energy transformed into thousands of golden lights and struck at Lao Zhuo Qinghou.
Miso miso miso!
The sword energy spreads across the void.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
However, it was blocked by the protective aura of Old Zhuo Qinghou. However, as a divine object in myths and legends, Xuanyuan Sword is not ordinary.
Thousands of golden sword qi split the body-protecting qi, but they also dissipated one by one.
boom!
The sweeping monk came with a strike, and the forced Lao Zhuo Qinghou had to block it.
The golden lotus phantom bloomed with endless power in the palm, and blazing golden light roared.
Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba!
The long sword with red blood and silver patterns erupted with gloomy ghostly energy and turned into black.
Hoo ho ho!
There are many ghosts and shadows, teeth and claws.
Wherever it passed, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was plundered and blended into the ghostly shadow and sword light.
Unstoppable edge.
However, under the light of the golden lotus, the essence was dissipated.
It seems to be naturally restrained!
Old Zhuo Qinghou couldn't help being stunned, and immediately gave up the Demon Slayer's Blade, dispelling the gloomy ghost energy and turning it into a stream of calamity energy.
When Ying Ziye looked at this scene, the familiar ghost blade reminded him of someone.
Guo Youshan!
The person who assassinated him as a child.
The same land gods, the same gloomy ghost blades, and the blood moon.
Just the body shape is different.
But I thought there are many martial arts techniques that can change your body shape.
Ying Ziye's eyes moved slightly, and the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand continued to kill, and he asked: "Old Zhuo Qinghou, have you ever pretended to be a child and assassinated my master?"
Although it was a question, his tone was extremely firm.
Because he destroyed the underground gambling city and destroyed the conspiracy of Bai Ye and others in Chen County.
I discovered what was going on behind the scenes, and it was related to a certain marquis!
General Xingluo in the underground gambling city is loyal to a certain marquis...
"Ha ha ha ha!"
While facing the siege, Lao Zhuoqinghou laughed proudly and said: "Eighth Young Master, thanks to your sharp eyes, did you realize it now?"
As the words fell, Lao Zhuoqinghou transformed, and his figure suddenly shrank to the size of a child.
He was just like Guo Youshan, but his face was different.
really!
Ying Ziye thought to himself.
The power of Xuanyuan Sword is greatly increased.
The other party turned out to be the person who had deceived him and wanted to kill him. He must die!
Dahe Sword Intent!
The sword of the river comes from the sky.
Xuanyuan Sword Qi turned into a raging river and swayed towards Lao Zhuoqinghou.
at the same time.
Master Xiaomeng and Jianjiu also joined the fight.
Washed away by the sword intent of the river.
The figure of the old Zhuo Qinghou was wrapped and bound, and countless sword energy shuttled across the length and breadth, stabbing towards him.
Ding-ding-ding-ding.
Gold and iron ring together!
Lao Zhuoqinghou's body-protecting aura erupted with bright spiritual light, blocking Dahe's sword intent.
The sky and the earth are eclipsed!
Master Xiaomeng's eyes were cold, and his true energy swept out, filling the space between heaven and earth, turning the surrounding world into black and white.
It continued to erode towards Lao Zhuo Qinghou.
I saw that the corners of Lao Zhuoqinghou's clothes and fingertips turned into black and white, and continued to spread towards his arms.
"snort!"
Old Zhuo Qinghou snorted disdainfully. As the powerful energy and blood surged, the crimson blood spread, restoring the flesh and blood that had been eroded into black and white.
Jianjiu carried the sword box on his back and used his energy to control the attack with six long swords.
One sword cuts through the dust and moves the dragon and snake, and the two rituals complement each other and hold the lotus...
Six swords came out together, carrying the sound of rolling thunder!
Time flies!
The sweeping monk's palms activated the power of the stars in the sky and the earth, and somehow, in line with the meaning of the great road, they turned into a boundless sea of stars and suppressed them towards Lao Zhuoqinghou.
Facing the four men attacking together, Lao Zhuoqinghou was not afraid. There was a smile on his lips, and he was extremely calm.
This is the confidence of being a strong person!
