Da Bong fights more people

"No, don't kill me, don't kill me"

Hong Ling begged for mercy, spitting blood from her mouth, looking very pitiful.

Strong remorse welled up in her heart. If she hadn't participated in this siege, if she hadn't come to Dafeng, she would never have encountered this monster at all.

The most terrifying thing in the mission was not Yang Yan, but this silver gong, the devil hiding in the crowd.

She knew it now, but it was too late.

"The poor monk didn't kill you, but the poor monk sent you into reincarnation." Monk Shenshu clasped his hands together, looked at the fake princess whose blood had been drained, and said gently:

"Just like her."

Hong Ling looked desperate, she screamed: "Who are you, who are you?"

"Big silver gong, Xu Qi'an." Shen Shu said.

Xu Qi'an Hongling murmured.

These were the last words she said, and the next moment, her head was also taken off.

After killing people, Monk Shenshu ingested the blood essence of three fourth-rank powerhouses one by one, turning them into mummies.

"If you have such an opponent in the future, remember to call me." After finishing speaking, the monk Shenshu returned control of his body to Xu Qi'an.

Is Master Shenshu so loud now? It’s really a boring battle. I didn’t understand the miraculousness of the fourth-rank warriors at all. They fell down before they exerted their strength.

He was not surprised by such a result, and even thought it should be so.

At the beginning, Shenshu's broken arm was sealed for 500 years, and his ammunition and food were exhausted for 500 years. As soon as he was born, he was able to repel four golden gongs and one Yang Qianhuan.

Now that he has been nourished in his body for more than half a year, and he has been nourished by the luck in the ancient tomb, if he has to go to war with a few fourth-ranks and fight in full swing, it will be too insulting to the personality of the gods.

I don’t know if he has the ability to fight against King Zhenbei. Well, King Zhenbei is a third-rank, and the gap between third-rank and fourth-rank is like clouds and mud. Shenshu can kill fourth-rank, but may not be able to kill third-rank. Xu Qian held a knife and looked around. Around, besides the maidservant, there were two survivors.

Chu Xianglong and the warlock in white.

"You are going to die, what last words do you have to say?" Xu Qi'an walked up to Chu Xianglong and asked.

"Who the hell are you?" Chu Xianglong breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Xu Qi'an with cloudy eyes.

He was pierced through the heart by an arrow, and death was inevitable. The reason why he was still alive was supported by Wu Fu's strong body.

"Didn't you say it, I will offer a silver gong to Xu Qi'an."

"That's not your voice."

Xu Qi'an didn't answer.

Chu Xianglong stared at him for a few seconds, then asked in a hoarse voice: "I have always wanted to ask you a question, the stone Buddha you gave me."

"It's fake, it's a patchwork of things, and it's not enough." Xu Qi'an sneered.

"" Chu Xianglong cursed, "You will die badly."

puff!

Xu Qi'an swung the black gold long knife and chopped off his head.

Afterwards, he looked at the insane warlock again. This person could no longer communicate, his eyes were bleeding, and he murmured and repeated: "Run away, run away!"

He raised his knife and fell, beheading the warlock.

After killing all the survivors, Xu Qi'an took out the Confucian book, tore off the magic spell that recorded the "Yin Gathering Formation" of the Taoist sect, and the Qi machine ignited.

In the dense forest, the wind blows, and the sun seems to lose its temperature.

Seven unreal phantoms manifested and condensed in mid-air. Their expressions were dull and dull.

Before heading north, Li Miaozhen told Xu Qi'an that after a person dies, the heavenly soul and the earthly soul leave the body, and the human soul will remain in the body, and it will overflow after seven days.When the three souls are not gathered together, the soul is dull and dull.

No matter what you ask him, he will answer truthfully and will not lie.

"How did you learn about the news that the princess is going north, and set up an ambush in advance?" Xu Qi'an swept across the souls of the four northern masters, and asked calmly.

"Xu Shengzu told us."

"Giant" Zalmuha replied with a dull expression.

"Who is Xu Shengzu?" Xu Qi'an said in a deep voice.

"A Warlock" Zarmuha answered every question and was very honest.

Warlock?Xu Qi'an immediately turned his gaze to the soul of the white-clothed warlock, thoughtfully, and continued to ask: "Why did you want to ambush the princess?"

After death, the soul is dull and dull, and the questions must be asked one by one, otherwise they will not be able to answer them.

"Prevent King Zhenbei from stepping into the second rank." Zalmuha replied.

To prevent King Zhenbei from stepping into the second rank, so you want to intercept and kill the princess? !Well, is there any necessary connection in this, without the concubine, the king of Zhenbei cannot be promoted to the second rank?

This answer was completely beyond Xu Qi'an's expectations, so that he stopped and thought for a long time.

Originally, in Xu Qi'an's speculation, the concubine's northward trip had another secret, which might be related to some kind of plan of Emperor Yuan Jing or King Zhenbei.

Well, that is indeed the case, but he never imagined that a mere woman is actually related to King Zhenbei's promotion to the second rank.

After pondering for a long time, Xu Qi'an asked Hong Ling, Mr. Tang Shan and Sirius the same question, and got the same answer.

Their purpose of killing the princess was really to prevent King Zhenbei from being promoted to the second rank. He asked again: "What's so special about the princess?"

Zalmuha murmured: "It is said that the princess contains a rare spirit in her body. If you absorb her spirit, you can easily step into the third rank."

Xu Qi'an's pupils shrank slightly, feeling that he was talking nonsense.

If rank-[-] fighters are still called human beings, then rank-[-] warriors are extraordinary and refined, and cannot be saved by ordinary people. This is a difference in the level of life.

Therefore, the number of warriors from the fourth rank to the third rank has almost fallen off a cliff. Xu Qi'an has not counted the number of fourth rank warriors in Dafeng, but it is definitely not a minority.

But there is only King Zhenbei in the third rank, and it is hard to imagine.

A mere concubine can actually make the fourth rank to be promoted to the third rank?

Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an couldn't bear it any longer, and turned to look at the old aunt.

No wonder she lost control of her emotions when she learned that the official ship had been ambushed. She was trembling all the way and felt insecure. It was completely different from the arrogant behavior a while ago. She must know her own specialness and what fate she would encounter if she fell into the hands of the barbarians.

Immediately, he thought of another unreasonable thing.