Da Bong fights more people

A city is exchanged for two foreign third-rank masters, and a second-rank master is exchanged, and they die well.

But it was this most proud plan that finally killed him.

King Zhenbei's roar stopped in the summer, and his flesh and blood were wretched and shriveled, turning into a mummified corpse.

Xu Qi'an tore it hard, tore off his head and limbs, and discarded them casually.

This tear, what was torn to shreds was the golden age of a prince, a peak martial artist who was half a year old.

Saibei's wind blows on his body, blowing away the haze in his heart, he only feels that his thoughts are clear and his conscience is clear.

When Li Miaozhen found out about the Three Thousand Miles of Blood Massacre, at the beginning, Xu Qi'an only felt heavy in his heart, but didn't feel too deeply.After all, it is far away.

Later, he was ordered to go to Chuzhou to investigate the case, and he decided to take care of it.

As the truth was uncovered step by step, he realized King Zhenbei's atrocities. That night, seeing the memory of Zheng Xinghuai, the chief envoy, he had already made up his mind.

We must destroy King Zhenbei's plan, stop him, and punish him.

Not only for those 38 innocent lives, but also for his own beliefs.If he swallows his anger and shrinks back, this matter will become a knot in his heart for the rest of his life.

I can't manage the affairs of the world, but I can manage the immediate affairs.

On the top of the city, there were more than 2 northern soldiers and hundreds of Jiang Hu warriors. When they saw the figure with 24 arms on their backs, they restrained their ferocious aura and bowed deeply towards the Chuzhou City below.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yushi suddenly burst into tears, fell to the ground, and wailed loudly.

The Cheng Cheng of Dali Temple had red eyes, carefully arranged his clothes, and bowed to the man in the air with the most sincere attitude of a scholar.

Yang Yan looked deeply into the distance and clasped his fists.

Chen catches his head and fists.

Centurion Chen Xiao held his head.

More than 2 soldiers clasped their fists together.

He worshiped the people who died in the city, and more than 2 people worshiped him on the top of the city.

After the death of King Zhenbei, the power in the northern border was out of balance. I had to kill another third-rank Xu Qi'an to communicate with Master Shenshu in my heart.

"I'm going to fall into a deep sleep within two sticks of incense. Do you want to kill someone?" Monk Shenshu's voice was full of incomparable exhaustion.

If he hadn't absorbed the life essence of King Zhenbei just now, Shenshu would have fallen into a deep sleep right now.

The combat power of the 24-armed Aspect reaches the second rank, while Shenshu has only one arm, and the potential is squeezed out. This Aspect Secret Art is not something he can use with his broken arm.

"Auspicious Zhigu."

Xu Qi'an made a choice without the slightest hesitation.

Most of the territory of the Northern Monster Race is bordered by the Sorcerer Sect, and the conflict between the two sides is very fierce. Zhujiu can keep entangled with the Sorcerer Sect and restrain each other.

Auspicious Zhigu must die.

The barbarians are the most poisonous to the northern border of Dafeng.

After making a choice, the monk Shenshu went away in the air, following his breath, and tracking Jili Zhigu.

Above the clouds, loud laughter rang out, and the white-clothed warlock leaned forward and backward, laughing heartily.

"King Zhenbei is dead, finally dead, well done." The white-clothed warlock applauded happily.

At this time, a silver bell-like laugh sounded, and the woman in the white dress stepped on the clouds, twisted her waist and slowly came, looking at the smoke and charming.

She has a beautiful appearance, a diamond-shaped small mouth is red and attractive, revealing luster; a pair of seductive fox eyes, looking bright; Qiong's nose is handsome and straight, and her eyebrows are long and straight.

These exquisite facial features are outlined on a sharp melon-seeded face, which makes people unconsciously think of the words "a beautiful face is a disaster".

In addition, the lace outlines the wasp waist, the chest is bulging, and the body proportion is excellent.

Even the pickiest man can't find any flaws in her body.

"Killing King Zhenbei is part of your plan?" the woman in the white skirt asked with a smile.

"You want to know?"

The white-clothed warlock stopped smiling, and looked at her lightly: "Why don't we exchange information about that person you know?"

The woman in the white skirt nodded: "I know."

The white-clothed warlock pondered: "He is the demon monk that the Buddhist mission is looking for."

"He was a respectable man."

"What's your relationship with him?"

The woman in the white skirt smiled narrowly and said, "Guess."

The warlock in white didn't answer, he was calm and relaxed.

She sighed and said softly, "I respect him very much."

After finishing speaking, the woman in the white dress looked at the warlock, and said softly, "It's your turn."

The warlock in white stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, with the confidence that everything was under control in his tone, and said slowly:

"I'll just tell you two things: first, I bewitched Emperor Yuanjing to cultivate immortality; second, once King Zhenbei died, it would be difficult for the prison to stop the momentum. As for the reasons and details, I won't talk about it."

At this time, the two of them cast their gazes into the distance at the same time, and a figure came with a sword, turning a blind eye to them.

"The Tianzong saintesses of this generation have good qualifications, and are expected to hit the third rank, or even hit the second rank." The woman in the white skirt commented, without hiding her voice.

The warlock in white laughed "hehe" and said, "For us, the most anticipated event in the next two years is the battle between heaven and man."

When Xu Qi'an's figure disappeared from sight, some voices slowly sounded from the top of the city, and these voices finally converged into a river, becoming noisy and chaotic.

The king of Zhenbei died, Chuzhou city was turned into ruins, and the dragons in the north were leaderless. The surviving more than 2 soldiers fell into great confusion.

Yang Yan noticed the abnormality of the soldiers, he sank into his dantian, and shouted: "All the officers and men listen to the order, my official is Jingong Yang Yan, the chief officer of this mission.

"Now that the king of Zhenbei is dead, I accept all the important military and political affairs of Chuzhou City, go down to the top of the city quickly, and gather outside the city."

The soldiers suddenly had a backbone, left the broken wall in an orderly manner, and gathered in the open space outside the city.

When Yang Yan was young, he followed Wei Yuan and participated in the Battle of Shanhaiguan. He still has the experience of leading the army, so he quickly calmed down the soldiers and maintained order.

Just at this time, Li Miaozhen came with his sword and stopped over Chuzhou City.