At the beginning, I angrily scolded the officials, I really want to die

Looking at the black mist in front of him, which is clear and thin, but seems to be bottomless.

Qi Daochun's face was gloomy, and his whole body rose from the ground.

"The old ghost who broke the army!"

"You are still alive, why can't the old man?"

Hear this.

The figure in the black mist let out a hoarse and strange laugh again.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie."

"The old man thought that you had already died in Buzhou Mountain!"

"How does it feel to have been subjected to the cold wind and imperial energy passing through your heart every day for a hundred years?"

The voice of Pojun hidden in the mist fell.

Instead of showing any displeasure, Qi Daochun sneered and said coldly.

"I can't describe the feeling of the cold wind emperor's energy piercing my heart."

"Anyway, what I can be sure of is that the taste is definitely much more comfortable than the old man who abolished your stinky face back then!"

"Speaking of it, if the old man hadn't been too aggressive back then, you wouldn't be like a ghost, hiding in the black mist all day long!"

Qi Daochun finished speaking.

The broken army hidden in the black mist.

There was a moment of silence at first, and then he roared at Qi Daochun hysterically.

"Qi Daochun!"
"I want you to die!"

The voice of Pojun fell.

That group of bottomless black mist, at this moment, seems to be like a rising tide, expanding towards the surroundings.

Seeing this scene.

Qi Daochun raised his momentum again.

After sending Lin Huai and Wang San away behind him with two backhand palms.

I saw him flip his wrist.

A little bit of red gold streamer suddenly appeared from Zong's wide cuffs.

Immediately, it continued to gather towards the palm of the right hand.

In just a few breaths, Qi Daochun condensed into a long sword of red gold!
The red gold sword is two feet and one inch long.

The body of the sword seemed to be made of pure gold, and the blade was so thin that it shone with a faint cold light.

On the hilt of the sword is a golden dragon carving, which looks extremely majestic.

The blade is extremely sharp, it really is like autumn frost!

It was almost at the moment when Qi Daochun called out the long sword with the sword.

There was a sudden shout of anger in the black mist.

"Hundred Ghosts Night Walk!"

The sound fell.

It was already a deep and solid black mist.

Its surface, at this moment, is like the surface of water, with little ripples.

Immediately afterwards, from the dozens of ripples, a cloud of black mist in the shape of a skeleton rushed out one after another, roaring towards Qi Daochun in front of him.

Look at that aura, it's really terrifying like a hundred ghosts walking in the night.

Seeing this scene.

Qi Daochun looked calm.

He unhurriedly raised the long sword in his hand, and gently raised it upwards.

Facing the whistling dozens of black mist, he faintly spit out two words.

"Go upstairs!"

The moment Qi Daochun finished speaking.

A streak of red gold sword energy burst out from the long sword in his hand!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the sword energy smashed the dozens of skulls condensed from the thick fog!

Wherever the sword energy passed, the mountains and rocks were shattered, and the grass and trees withered!
Seeing that the red gold sword energy is approaching.

Po Jun, who was hidden in the black mist, didn't feel panicked at all.

Almost at the moment caused by the sword energy.

The black mist, which was as calm as the surface of water, suddenly appeared a huge vortex at this moment, swallowing up the scarlet gold sword energy like a black hole!
Seeing this scene.

Qi Daochun frowned.

If it weren't for the previous space transmission, it would consume a lot of cultivation base.

Even though he didn't use all his strength to climb the stairs just now.

But it wouldn't be so easy to be absorbed and melted by that cloud of black mist!

Just when Qi Daochun wanted to come here.

There was a burst of laughter in the black mist.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

"Qi Daochun, Qi Daochun!"

"It seems that being imprisoned in Buzhou Mountain for a hundred years has caused your cultivation to regress a lot!"

Hear this.

Qi Daochun's complexion darkened, and he said coldly.

"Whether it regresses or not, don't you know after one fight?"

Qi Daochun finished speaking.

Po Jun in the black mist sneered and shook his head.

"The purpose of this old man today is to come here for Lu Yannian."

"Even if you can save him temporarily, can you, Qi Daochun alone, bear the anger of my entire Hades Hall?"

Qi Daochun heard this.

First, he raised the long sword in his hand and pointed at the black mist in front of him, then said coldly.

"You don't need to worry about the old man's life or death!"
If it follows Po Jun's previous temperament.

Today he will definitely fight Qi Daochun endlessly.

nowadays.

Although Bu Thirteen seemed to be in good health, the sharp sword energy contained in Qi Daochun's previous palm had already hurt her internal organs.

If he is not brought back to the palace of Hades immediately, sooner or later he will be strangled by the rampant sword energy in his body and die!

Po Jun admits that he is definitely not a person who is sympathetic to his subordinates.

Kebu Shisan, the master and servant, has a different status in the Palace of Hades than others.

Even someone as arrogant as Song Shuming.

It can also be seen that their relationship with the Hall Master is not trivial.

If Bu Shisan dies here right now, the Hall Master will definitely be furious by then.

Until then.

Whether it is Song Shuming, or himself as one of the seven stars in the Palace of the King of Hades, I am afraid that they will all die!
such a risk.

Po Jun really didn't want to gamble.

Think here.

That Po Jun seemed to let out a cold snort of resentment.

"Humph!"

"Qi Daochun!"

"You're lucky today!"

"In the future, this old man will settle the old account with you that happened a hundred years ago!"

The voice of Pojun fell.

The black mist stretches all over the body.

At this moment, like a tide, it engulfed Bu Shisan behind him.

Then, the clear and solid black mist suddenly turned into wisps of black smoke, drifting away towards the distance.

Seeing that the two Pojun were about to retreat.

Qi Daochun's face turned cold, and he spoke coldly.

"Come when you say it, leave when you say it!"

"Do you really think that I, Qi Daochun, is a soft persimmon that everyone can bully?"

Qi Daochun said it.

Just as he was about to raise the long sword in his hand and slash at the swaying black smoke.

But Lin Huai, who was behind him anxiously, stopped him.

"Master, no!"

Lin Huai fell silent.

Qi Daochun paused.

Although his heart was still raging with anger, he finally withdrew the long sword in his hand.

Then he turned around, looked at Lin Huai in front of him with a puzzled expression and asked.

"Huai'er, why don't you let me cut grass and roots for my teacher?"

Hear this.

Lin Huai's face darkened first, and after a moment of silence, he said with a wry smile.

"Master, have you forgotten that Bu Shisan is my servant girl in the Lin family?"

Until Lin Huai's voice fell.

Qi Daochun finally remembered.

Bu Shisan and Lin Huai had indeed had such a conversation before.

He also heard it with his own ears.

The young lady mentioned in Bu Shisan's mouth was Lin Huai's married wife and Qi Daochun's disciple-in-law.

thought here.

That Qi Daochun first slowly raised his right hand, rubbed his chin, and said in a bit of surprise.

"Hiss...you can do it, kid."

"Now you are not only the prime minister of Zhao, but also a holy man with awe-inspiring spirit."

"Mr. Wu is your master."

"Emperor Zhao Jin'an is your nephew."

"The number one beauty in Xijin is your married wife!"

"The subordinate of the Seven Stars Breaking Army in the Palace of the King of Hell is actually a servant girl of your Lin family."

Qi Daochun said so far.

He pointed to Wang San, who seemed to be a little unintentional, with a shocked expression on his face.

"You brat's luck."

"It's really fast to catch up with him, the little fat man."

Hear this.

Lin Huai couldn't help but smile wryly.

As Qi Daochun said.

Randomly picking out one of these identities is enough to cause a sensation in the entire Dongyang Arakawa.

nowadays.

How could such luck not make people feel jealous?
Think here.

Lin Huai's expression froze suddenly, and then he asked with some doubts.

"What do you mean you are about to catch up with him, Wang San?"