I am a hereditary jailer, start to suppress the eldest princess

After thinking about it, he understood that the group of uninvited guests, feelings, mistook him for them, mistakenly thought they were outsiders, broke into the Daxia Palace, and wanted to cause damage, or to achieve some kind of ulterior secret.

When he came back to his senses, he roared angrily, "Who the hell is your own?"

Without waiting for them to speak, he added again, "This old man is Xia Bowang, the principal of Longyuan Academy!"

The atmosphere was weird and turned cold without warning.

The chill spread, and the people brought by Bu Shuang had already surrounded Xia Bowang, with the sword pointed at him, ready to strike at any time.

Xia Bowang acted as if he hadn't seen it, he didn't pay attention to a group of jumping clowns.

He looked at Bu Shuang coldly.

"Say! Who are you?"

"Are you injured?" Bu Shuang didn't answer the question.

A cold light flickered in the beautiful eyes, like a poisonous snake, looking for an opportunity, trying to give him a certain blow.

"It's enough to kill you!" Xia Bowang sneered.

"Since you don't speak, the dean will do it himself."

Looking at the group of men in black, he shouted coldly, "Die!"

bang bang...

Huge coercion suppressed them, and each of them exploded into a cloud of blood, which fell on the ground.

Get rid of them.

Looking at Bu Shuang again, "It's your turn."

Haoran's righteousness rushed out of his body, and under his control, it evolved into a monstrous giant sword, extremely masculine and strong, matched with the sword's intent, descending from the sky, and fiercely slashed at Bu Shuang.

The heaven and the earth are separated, unable to withstand this supreme sword.

Lock the step double, so that it has no power to dodge.

"If you haven't been injured, I might not be your opponent! But now that you have been injured, you still want to take me down?" Bu Shuang said disdainfully.

Faced with the sure-kill sword that he beheaded.

She took out a long whip, exuding the aura of Lingbao, it was her famous Lingbao Huayang Whip.

"Nine consecutive whips!"

Pour the spiritual power into the whip, and the pink aura rushes out from the whip, containing huge power, like a vicious poisonous snake, directly coming to life.

Hundreds of whips were drawn in a row, and her whip shadows were everywhere in the night sky, falling on the monstrous giant sword that had been beheaded.

One hit dissipates.

Both sides retreated at the same time, and each retreated nearly twelve feet before stopping.

In the simple collision just now, the fight was a tie.

But Xia Bowang was seriously injured and was kicked by Jian Twelve. Considering this, his real strength far exceeds Bu Shuang.

Blood flowed from their mouths.

Xia Bowang was even worse, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and cursed, "Damn Jian Twelve, it's all your fault! If not, this dean would not have fallen into such a miserable state."

now.

His sanity has recovered, he guessed why Jian Twelve made a move, and wanted to separate them.

But he was all hurt, no matter how much he said, it would still be tears.

"I let you block it, come again!" Xia Bowang said coldly.

Turning into a ray of spiritual light, with one step, it spanned more than ten feet, and appeared directly in front of her. The awe-inspiring righteousness illuminated his whole body, like a god of war, blessing his combat power.

Mobilizing the spiritual power of his whole life, he slapped fiercely, trying to finish Bu Shuang.

"The old man really thinks I'm afraid you won't succeed??" Bu Shuang was also angry.

Facing the palm he slapped, his eyes flickered with coldness. He thought of a vicious idea. He wanted to compete with Xia Bowang in spiritual power. With his current state, he couldn't last long at all. As long as he was held back, he would win. will be their own.

Do it when you think of it.

Run the kung fu to the limit, mobilize all the spiritual power in the body, bless it on the palm of the right hand, and the pink aura rippling, patted on Xia Bowang's palm.

Chi!

It was obviously a confrontation, but Xia Bowang was not bad for a while, but it turned into a competition of spiritual power.

At this time, his spiritual power has been held back by her, and if he wants to withdraw it at this time, once she takes advantage of the victory to pursue her, the consequences will definitely be disastrous, and he cannot bear it.

He glared at his old eyes angrily and shouted, "Bitch, you are shameless!"

Bu Shuang didn't care, and grinned proudly, revealing the upper and lower rows of white teeth, and said shamelessly, "Look at my teeth, like a toothless person?"

"Shameless!" Xia Bowang was impatient.

"Are you afraid that you haven't tasted a woman yet?" Bu Shuang didn't take a step back, and immediately turned back.

The two of you came and went, fighting with each other.

But in the competition between spiritual powers, they dare not be careless.

The torrential rain was evaporated by the vigor they emitted, and white smoke rose from behind each other, which showed that their spiritual power was seriously consumed.

Beads of sweat dripped from their foreheads.

Bu Shuang was better, she was not seriously injured like Xia Bowang.

And Xia Bowang was miserable at the moment, blood flowed out of his mouth desperately.

I hated Jian Twelve to death in my heart, "Why can't you kick softly?"

"In a while, when the spiritual power in your body is exhausted, the old thing will be your death!" Bu Shuang said coldly.

"I'm afraid you're thinking about farting!" Xia Bowang immediately snapped back.

His iron bones and righteousness are superbly performed by him.

"Letters of my generation, even if we die, we still have to clear the night and return the universe to a clear day."

"You, what are you going to do?" Bu Shuang felt bad in his heart, and a strong sense of crisis emerged.

At this time, if you want to withdraw your palm again, it is obviously impossible.

It was good when I started, and the idea was very good, but now I can't take my hand back.

Chapter 218 Chen Wenheng's transformation, the giant feet that span the world

"Kill you!" Xia Bowang said concisely.

"Are you crazy?" Bu Shuangmian's expression changed drastically.

"Even if you can hit me hard, you will die yourself!"

"The dean's surname is Xia."

"You, are you from the royal family?"

"Not bad!" Xia Bowang admitted generously.

"The members of the Xia family, how can they be afraid of death?"

A pair of old eyes are very cold, with a terrifying murderous intent.

"This is my Daxia capital, not your Zhou capital, and it's not your turn to act wild!"

Bu Shuang was scared, completely scared.

Facing the crazy Xia Bowang, there is only one thought at the moment, to throw him away quickly, and then escape from here.

Everyone in the royal family is crazy.

"Open it for me!"

With a soft drink, he spared no effort to injure his vitality, recuperated for more than ten years, and mobilized his spiritual power to bless his palm again, trying to shake Xia Bowang away.

The idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel.

"Burn it!" Xia Bowang said expressionlessly.

Golden flames rushed out of his body, covering his whole body, burning violently.

At the cost of life, in exchange for a short-term recovery of strength, even the injuries on his body were suppressed.

The majestic righteousness rushed into the sky like a beam of light.

The terrifying power bloomed, and as he poured all the spiritual power in his body into the palm of his hand, he suppressed it with arrogance and righteousness.

Potential like a broken bamboo.

It was as simple as trampling an ant to death, brutally hitting her severely, her chest was pierced, leaving a terrible palm print, and blood flowed out desperately.

The internal organs and so on can be vaguely seen inside.

Like a kite with a broken string, it crashed into several buildings in a row before falling to the ground and being buried by rubble.

Clap this palm.

Xia Bowang's life had already come to an end, and for the last time, or to say it was a flashback, he didn't go to the depths of the palace, nor did he go to see the clan mansion.

Instead, his eyes fell on the outside of the capital. That direction was the imperial tomb of the Xia family.

"The unfilial son Xia Bowang has already done his best."

His body went limp, and he fell powerlessly to the ground.

call out!

There was a flash of golden light, but Xiao Ran arrived in time at this moment, appeared here, and supported him when he was about to fall to the ground.

He took out a true spirit jade pill and fed it to him, then poured the pure spiritual power into his body, showing concern, "Are you okay?"

"It's you!" Xia Bowang knew Xiao Ran.

Before Qiuwei.

They met each other, even though it was just a chance meeting, but they had a deep impression on each other.

"En." Xiao Ran nodded.

The movement of his hands didn't stop, once he stopped sending pure spiritual power, Xia Bowang would die immediately.

He has now reached the point where he is exhausted.

Really came to the end of life.

"You don't need to waste any more spiritual power. In the melee above the nine heavens, she was severely injured by Jian Twelve's kick. At the cost of burning her life, she was taken down. In my current state, even if the gods and demons descended to earth, it would be impossible for me to kill her." Nothing can be done."

Smile.

"However, the dean has to thank you for not hesitating to waste a precious elixir. This friendship alone is very precious."

"Is there no other way?" Xiao Ran asked.

"En." Xia Bowang nodded.

"For this dean, this may be the best destination."

Without waiting for Xiao Ran to speak.

With great determination, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed his chest. His righteousness was condensed, and he forced it out abruptly. He condensed into a ball, the size of an adult's fist, exuding majestic strength.

Zhiyang Zhigang, crazy rotation.

The awe-inspiring righteousness contained in it is really too strong.

A dean has accumulated all his life to condense it, which is very precious.

Although it can't be compared with Xiao Ran's awe-inspiring righteousness, there is not much difference.

"Refine it." Xia Bowang said.

"Why?" Xiao Ran was puzzled.

"Don't ask! You can take it as the elder's last gift to the younger."

Xiao Ran was silent, met his gaze, and spoke after a long time, "Thank you!"