Boil the heavens

A competition, this is not what it should be, but Xiao Longnv is too hard, in order to win, no matter what!

In order to protect himself, Yeluqi could only do his best.

Of course, he did the right thing, but it's a pity that the logistics support of the Magician's Palace is obviously not at the same level as Yan Fei.

0076 blood burst

Putting down Yeluqi, who was half alive, Huazheng stood up slowly, looked at Wang Lin and the others, "The children's play house is almost over, and it's time for us."

"Xiao Huazheng wants to make a move? If that's the case, the old man will play with you." Yan Fei, who helped Xiaolongnv stabilize her injury, faced Huazheng with a smile.

After raising the sword for 20 years, although it was only one blow, it was powerful enough to kill a top expert like Hong Qigong, and Yan Fei was worried about handing over Huazheng to others.

"Coincidentally, I also want to learn some tricks from Master!" Hua Zheng said calmly with a slight smile.

Swords are on the verge of breaking out, masters from the Magic Palace gather behind Hua Zheng, and behind Yan Fei, the heroes of the Central Plains are also ready to attack at any time, but at this moment...

Boom~~~~~~

There was a thunderous sound from the north, rumbling, the earth trembled, and then a huge fire ignited in the direction of Nanyang.

"This... what happened?"

"How is this going!?"

.......

The sound of explosions resounded through the sky and the flames soared into the sky, and everyone was shocked and puzzled.

However, there are also some people who are calm and complacent, with a smug smile on their lips, such as Hua Zheng and Wang Lin.

"Governor Wang, it seems Nanyang has been lost." Looking at Wang Lin, Huazheng smiled.

"Really? I was just about to tell Princess Huazheng that Jochi has already entered the urn!" Wang Lin chuckled.

"Entering the urn? It is true that someone has entered the urn, but..." raising an eyebrow, Huazheng chuckled, "It's hard to say who will enter whose urn!"

kill!

Accompanied by the flames soaring into the sky, the sound of fighting suddenly came from outside Xiangyang City!

"Governor, the Mongolian army suddenly appeared outside and is attacking Xiangyang." One of Wang Lin's personal guards rushed into the arena, his body covered in blood and shouted loudly.

"Mongol army? How many people?" Wang Lin frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.

"You don't need to ask, this time my disciples from the Magician's Palace broke up and sneaked in. There are a total of [-] disciples." Hua Zheng said instead of the guard.

"So, Princess Huazheng's goal is Xiangyang? The Shuchi army is actually just a bait to attract Xiangyang's troops? For the layout of Nanyang, most of Xiangyang's troops have been withdrawn. Now that the rear is empty, Princess Huazheng took this opportunity to make a move. It is indeed accurate and ruthless." Spicy!" Wang Lin said unhurriedly, "However...Although Xiangyang is empty of troops, there are more heroes from the Jianghu. Why do you think the governor wants to hold the Sword Discussion Conference in Xiangyang?"

"Brother, and everyone, I will leave it to everyone here. The governor will go to lead the army to deal with the three thousand disciples of the magic master's palace outside the city." Looking at Yan Fei, Hong Qigong, Guo Jing and other people who knew the inside truth in advance , Wang Lin laughed.

"Don't worry, with us here, these Tartars won't be able to overthrow the sky!" Hong Qigong laughed freely.

"Go? Where are you going? Governor Wang, one of the important targets of this princess participating in the so-called Sword Discussion Conference this time is you, so, how can you go?" Huazheng chuckled, and a golden wheel spun in front of her. In front of Wang Lin.

Jinlun blocked Wang Lin, while Huazheng faced Yan Fei, "Master, the second target is you, Xiangyang. Without Governor Wang, there would be no soul, and without you, there would be no spine. If we can Get rid of you two, this Great Song Dynasty will not allow me to run around in Mongolia at will!"

"Little girl, you don't take us old guys too seriously!" Yan Fei didn't say anything, but Hong Qigong and others stood up dissatisfied.

So dignified, when did he get so underestimated?

"Majestic, the little girl naturally dare not ignore it, Ba Siba!" With a soft shout, a strong man behind Huazheng stood in front of Hong Qigong.

Basiba, the Mongolian royal family, is a benchmark figure in Mongolia. When a large army fights, he must be the first in every battle. He is invincible, invincible, sturdy and brave, and is the third God of War in the Temple of War!

"I have been fighting in the army for a long time, and the opponents I fought were also some miscellaneous fish from the Western Regions. I have never experienced the strength of the top masters in the Central Plains. Please enlighten me, both of you!" Zhan Hong Qigong and Huang Laoxie.

"Arrogance!" Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly, "Seventh brother rest a moment, watch me kill this arrogant tartar!"

After so many years, perhaps his temper has eased, but Huang Yaoshi's arrogant nature has not faded in the slightest. How could he endure being underestimated by others?

"Amitabha, Mercy, you..."

Just as Huang Yaoshi was about to start a battle, the unknown Master Yideng was suddenly attacked and seriously injured by Qiu Qianren.

"Ci'en? I don't call you Ci'en!" Qiu Qianren said loudly, "I have been fooled by you for 20 years, and I want revenge today!"

"Master Ci'en, turn around and stick to the shore!" Yideng was seriously injured and it was difficult to resist, but fortunately Cihang Jingzhai's Yan Shitai blocked Qiu Qianren for him.

"Up to you!?" Qiu Qianren was disdainful. An unknown old nun who appeared suddenly dared to act presumptuously in front of him.

"There's nothing to hide now, little Huazheng, what cards do you have? Let's show them together!" Looking at Qiu Qianren who was with Yan Shitai, Yan Fei turned to Huazheng and said.

"Then please teach me, Master." After turning his head, Huazheng suddenly shouted, "Blood burst, kill!"

With an order, more than a hundred disciples of the Magician's Palace suddenly burst out with blood-red true qi. To be precise, this is a mixture of qi, blood and true qi. At this moment, the hundreds of people gathered together, the blood is soaring to the sky!

The sudden eruption was violent and frightening, like a surging wave of blood, rolling in, murderous aura filled the air, and the smell of blood was pungent. All the disciples of the Magician's Palace were surrounded by blood, their eyes were red, and their expressions were full of blood. Ferocious, like bloodthirsty ghosts from hell.

"kill!"

Without an order, with a deep roar, these people went straight to the heroes of the Central Plains.

Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, Yi Yun, Guo Jing, Shangguan Fei, Yang Guo, Xi Shuiyao and other top masters and potential young people were the focus of care, and everyone was besieged by at least three people.

The competition just now, to some extent, gave these guys a clear target to attack!

"You dare to show off in front of the old beggars for their small skills!" Hong Qigong snorted coldly when he saw the three black-robed and red-clothed disciples surrounded by the pungent and bloody Mage Palace disciples. The eight palms came out in an instant, and a golden dragon protected the body, sweeping away the three disciples of the magician's palace.

Nine Suns Dacheng's most rigid and yang power evaporated the blood evil, and the violent palm power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms destroyed everything. Immediately, the evil spirit surrounding the bodies of the three magician palace disciples was blown to pieces, and the whole body was even more severe. Fly out.

However, just when Hong Qigong was freeing his hands to help others, the three magician palace disciples who flew upside down quickly surrounded him as if nothing had happened.

Blood Fiend gushed out of the body protection again, that palm had seriously injured the three of them, but judging by the strength of their strike at this moment, it seemed that there was no injury.

Frowning, Hong Qigong struck again, Kang Long regretted it!

With a full palm, it imprinted fiercely on the chest of one of the disciples. The chest collapsed, the internal organs were shattered, and the blood splashed inside and outside. It seemed that he was about to die, but this guy stood up again.

The collapsed chest did not recover, but the blood that splashed out was vaporized and merged into the evil spirit of the body, which looked extremely strange.

"What kind of monster! The old beggar still doesn't believe that he can't beat you to death!" Hong Qigong burst into a burst of palm strikes, amidst bursts of dragon chants!

However.....

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