Da Bong fights more people

"Yes, from now on you will be the number one soldier in the world." Xu Qi'an patted the handle of the knife.

Hurry up and go back to the capital, go back to Goulan to listen to the music... Taiping Dao said with his thoughts.

"You are the number one magic weapon in the world, you must have the consciousness of being a magic weapon, and you should seldom do such degrading things." Xu Qi'an said seriously.

Then I want a female sword, and I want to double repair with her... Taiping Dao then expressed the meaning of wanting to sleep with a "woman".

?Xu Qi'an froze for a moment, and carefully worded:

"When did you go astray, and who led you down?"

Xu Qi'an would never admit that weapons follow their masters.

In Yuyang Pass, Huaiqing stood at the head of the desolate and lonely city, staring blankly at the biography protruding from the small jade mirror. After a while, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she leaned against the female wall and slipped little by little.

With a resolute personality like her, at this moment, there is also a sense of exhaustion that after the rain, the sky is clear, and the earth is rejuvenated.

This sense of exhaustion comes from the spirit.

In Jianzhou, under the organization of the Martial Arts League and the local government, the country gentry began to run eastward. On the official roads of Jianzhou City, people with bags on their backs dragged their families with their families, forming a slow crowd, like a colony of ants out hunting.

The dignitaries and merchants, riding in carriages or horses, walked in front of the team. If it wasn't for the army to limit their speed, they would have been like wild dogs running free, as far as they could escape.

On both sides of the official road, the cavalry of the Jianzhou Martial Arts League, the Jianghu people, the officers and soldiers of the Jianzhou government, and the defenders of the three prefectures of Xiang, Jing and Henan, lined up on both sides of the official road, maintaining the order of the fleeing team.

Cao Qingyang, who has entered the realm of third-rank martial arts, stands high in the clouds, overlooking half of Jianzhou, watching the overall situation.

"I don't know what happened to my ancestors in the Western Regions."

On the side of the official road, Fu Jingmen, who was on horseback, couldn't help turning his head, and said to Yang Cuixue who was riding beside him.

Yang Cuixue pondered for a moment:

"The ancestor is a second-rank martial artist, so he won't die in a hurry."

Even so, his face was extremely solemn.

A rank two martial artist, even in the face of a rank one powerhouse, still has the confidence to blow his beard and stare.

Excluding high-rank warriors of the same system, and monks in similar fields, first-rank warriors of all major systems cannot easily kill second-rank warriors.

But this is under normal circumstances. The current situation is that the third rank is as numerous as dogs, the first rank walks all over the ground, the half-step martial god leads the battle, and Chaopin personally rolls up his sleeves to end.

Zhao Shou, the newly-promoted second-rank Confucian, is dead, and the old ancestor is a warrior who must charge forward. Whether he can survive or not depends on God's will.

At this time, Qiao Weng looked at the crowd and sighed:

"The catastrophe is not fair, where can they escape?

"The old man has worked so hard to run the Jianzhou Chamber of Commerce, what is the use of earning so much money?"

Several sect masters and sect masters around fell silent.

Before Kou Yangzhou left, he told them the truth about the catastrophe.

If it was someone else who said: Kyushu is about to change the sky, super products will replace the way of heaven, and the world will be wiped out.

The sect masters of the Wulin League must have smiled and rewarded him with a few silver coins, praising him for his good books, and coming back next time.

But these words are said by the ancestors, so the meaning is different.

Combined with the deeds of the two half-step warriors who repelled the Buddha on the border of Leizhou a while ago, there is no room for their disbelief.

During this period of time, although they are fourth-rank warriors, they did not panic or despair on the surface, and even showed super executive power and a calm attitude.

But deep down in his heart, the despair and worry about the future, the powerlessness and fear of the catastrophe, are actually quite a few.

"Yellow and white vulgar things, if you don't bring them with you when you die, what a pity." Fu Jingmen said cursingly:

"My mother-in-law is still pregnant."

He spat with a ferocious face, and suddenly whispered decadently:

"Forget it, this world of son of a bitch, it doesn't matter if you don't come."

At this time, Xiao Yuenu withdrew his gaze and looked around everyone, "Brother Chu said, if Xu Yinluo can return from overseas, everything will be settled!"

Hearing this, Fu Jingmen and the others looked at Chu Yuanzhen who was standing at a low altitude while stepping on the flying sword.

Everything is certain... Chu Yuanzhen could only smile wryly. It was the greatest luck that Xu Ningyan could survive the siege of two super-ranks.

How easy is it to save the prison?

He was struggling overseas, the superpowers were struggling in the Western Regions, and Huaiqing stayed at Yuyang Pass to stare at the witch god, so it was not a struggle.

After the struggle, what kind of ending will Kyushu usher in?

He no longer wants to think about it.

At this time, the familiar heart palpitations came, and he took out the fragments of the book on the ground and took a closer look.

He immediately froze in place, and then, with a "bang", the fragments of the book fell to the ground.

Fu Jingmen and the others noticed the book from the ground falling in the air, and their hearts trembled. They rose up against the wind one after another, came to Chu Yuanzhen's identity, and said eagerly:

"What news?"

After the words fell, they were stunned. Chu Yuanzhen's eyes were slightly red, and his hands trembled slightly because of his emotional excitement.

The expression on his face was very complicated, and it was difficult for people to see the emotions clearly.

Yang Cuixue tentatively said:

"what happened?"

After asking, the old swordsman muttered in his heart: Don't be bad news!

Although bad news is most likely.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Yuanzhen murmured:

"News came from Xu Ningyan, he has killed all the Chaopins, and the catastrophe is set!"

Dreamy.

The sect masters and sect masters of the Wulin League looked at each other, Fu Jingmen took a quick breath and asked:

"real or fake?"