Outlaw

——The King of Jin is here, why don’t you all bow down to greet him? !

The cold voice carries endless pressure!

It actually made everyone feel an indescribable coldness.

It's like falling into an ice cellar.

Breathing seemed to have stopped.

Everyone was terrified.

This woman is just a subordinate of the man in black robe.

Is it that terrible?

Also, is that man in black robe really the King of Jin?

Pfft!

The Tokugawa sacrificer, who had no limbs, was the first to throw himself on the ground, kowtowing frantically: "I'm here to pay tribute to the Tokugawa soul, and see the King of Jin!!"

The second Du Chan knelt on the ground and kowtowed loudly: "Abbot Du Chan of the Great Zen Temple in Western Sichuan, the young monk meets the King of Jin!"

This old bald donkey is not kind.

When I faced Xiao Beichen before, I spoke like a monk... Now when I see King Jin, I call myself a little monk?

Nima's!

Aren't all living beings equal?

Too much.

Puyun kowtowed: "Little monk Puyun, see the King of Jin!"

Faliu trembled and knelt on the ground: "Little monk Faliu, please see the King of Jin!"

The woman in red nodded slightly, her eyes fell on Xiao Beichen and the others, with murderous intent: "Why don't you kneel down to welcome King Jin?"

Xiao Beichen felt a strong sense of oppression.

Carry it hard.

Didn't kneel down!

Xiao Beichen was like this, so naturally everyone else was standing.

There was a look of displeasure on the beautiful face of the woman in red: "In this place where only three provinces meet, there is such a strong character. Tokugawa Shrine, how do you do things? Didn't you agree that you can play? Do you want to settle everything and welcome King Jin to go south to get the sword?"

The Tokugawa priest first kowtowed violently several times, and then told the story of the incident with snot and tears.

Naturally, it added fuel to the fire.

The Xiang basins were all placed on Xiao Beichen's head.

In the end, Tokugawa said: "Prince Jin! I had a bloody battle with Jiaolong and paid a huge price. Finally, I got the Jin Ling Sword. But Xiao Beichen actually took the Jin Ling Sword away and said that Prince Jin was trash. Very disrespectful to you."

Good guy, he has no ability, but he is quite capable of fanning the flames.

The woman was surprised after hearing this and looked at Xiao Beichen curiously.

I probably didn’t expect that someone in a small place like Pingjiang could crush the Tokugawa spirit sacrifices.

Swish!

The woman in red suddenly raised her hand to the man in black robe standing above the black clouds: "Prince Jin, please make your decision."

Ah!

The man in black robe nodded, then turned to glance at Xiao Beichen: "Oh, you are the remnant of the Xiao family in Longshan, the grandson of Xiao Qianlong, Xiao Beichen?"

hum!

A pair of bloody eyes bloomed with shocking soul power.

Like a big mountain, it pressed hard on Xiao Beichen.

Just hearing a "click", the ground under Xiao Beichen's feet suddenly shattered.

Seven orifices, bleeding.

He just glanced at Xiao Beichen.

Just bleeding from all the orifices?

This... is too scary!

Even Xiao Beichen was like this, and the others around him were even more uncomfortable. Everyone even felt like they were going to die at any time.

Xiao Beichen felt that he was carrying thousands of mountains on his back.

My back was bent.

Explode all the power in your body!

Grit your teeth, gnash your teeth.

look up.

Meeting the gaze of the man in black robe, he endured the blood that kept pouring out of the corner of his mouth: "I am Xiao Beichen."

The man in black robe was slightly surprised: "Oh? Although we are eight hundred meters apart, you can actually look at me. At twenty years old, you can have such cultivation strength as you. You are also considered the best among the younger generation in Huaidong. That’s right. Jin Lingjian is my king’s sword. It has been away from me for forty years, and now it’s time to return it to its original owner. Bring it!”

Xiao Beichen raised his hand and took out the Jin Ling Sword.

However, he had no intention of handing it over to King Jin.

"Jin Ling Sword, I can give it to you. But, I have a condition."

The wind is howling.

The clouds are surging.

The overwhelming air of murder filled the entire square outside the worship hall.

The man in black robe was not angry, but instead smiled mischievously: "Oh? An ant dares to negotiate terms with me. Let's talk about it."

Xiao Beichen endured endless pressure and said deeply: "I want you to take off your cloak and let me... take a look at you."

"Hahaha!"

The man in black robe suddenly laughed loudly: "Forty years ago, Xiao Qianlong led his army to the Northern Expedition and arrived in Dongzhou City. He launched the first battle to establish the country in Huaidong, which was the prelude to the establishment of the country in Huaidong. Xiao Qianlong and I made an appointment The battle took place at Yebo Bridge outside Dongzhou City for three days and three nights. In the end I was defeated. Everyone thought I was dead!"

"Xiao Qianlong relied on this great achievement and was named one of the founding fathers of Huaidong. He led the Xiao family's sons to Dinglong Mountain and founded the Grand Judgment Palace. What a shocking feat!"

"But God will not kill me. I survived. It took me forty years to reach the top again and reach a higher level. Even you, my grandson, don't want to believe that I am still alive."

In an instant, the man in black robe became heroic and full of spirit.

Everyone clearly felt that the person talking to them was no longer the same person.

But a peerless king with thousands of troops.

Xiao Beichen gritted his teeth: "Yes! I don't believe you are still alive. If you want me to believe it, you have to see you with my own eyes!"

The man in black robe snorted coldly: "What if I don't let you see my true appearance?"

Xiao Beichen said: "I know I am not your opponent, but I will break the Jin Lingjian!"

Put both hands on the Jin Ling Sword.

Pretend to be destroyed by the sword at any time.

The man in black robe sneered: "The Jin Ling Sword is the sword of the three great princes in Huaidong. It comes from the Qin family, the first swordsmith in Huaidong. You are incapable of breaking it."

Clang!

The Qingdi Sword was suddenly in hand.

Although this sword has not yet been developed, the sword light and sword intent shining on it are extremely powerful and domineering. Not to be underestimated.

Xiao Beichen held the Qing Emperor Sword in one hand and the Jin Ling Sword in the other: "If the two swords are struck against each other, there is at least a [-]% chance that the Jin Ling Sword will be cut off. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

The man in black robe looked a little solemn: "I will kill you with just a snap of my fingers!"

Xiao Beichen didn't back down: "I can break the sword with just a snap of my fingers."

"Presumptuous!" The woman in red couldn't help it anymore and raised her hand to take action.

"Wenshan, step back." The man in black robe called.

The woman named Wen Shan immediately stepped back respectfully.

Swish!

The man in black robe stepped forward, stepped down from the black clouds, and stood on the ground: "Xiao Beichen, if you want to see me... no problem. But if you look at my appearance, you will die."

Xiao Beichen said coldly: "We'll have to see that too!"

"Then, as you wish!" The man in black robe slowly lifted the hijab on his head.

Show a face.

very handsome!

He looks about sixty years old. Although he has some wrinkles, they are not deep. Very well maintained.

He has a frowning face and a pair of eyes that are blood-red all over.

It seems that one can see through all things and determine life and death.

When people looked at him, they felt that they were not facing a person, but a whole world.

One look can determine the life or death of all sentient beings.

hiss!

Xiao Beichen looked at it and took a breath of air.

stunned!

Xiao Beichen was most familiar with this face.

When he was very young, Xiao Beichen grew up listening to his grandfather's heroic deeds of killing King Jin. And he vowed to become an unparalleled national warrior like his grandfather when he grew up. Countless historical notes recording Xiao Qianlong all have portraits of King Jin printed on them.

Xiao Beichen has seen this face since he was a child.

He recognized it at a glance.

He is really the King of Jin!

King Jin...is not dead!

After the incident spread, the Xiao family of Longshan... was gone.

Although the Longshan Xiao family has been destroyed. But it is just destruction. Historical records still record Xiao Qianlong's great achievements in killing the King of Jin.

In the eyes of countless descendants who do not understand the truth, Xiao Qianlong is still the hero and national scholar who established the country in Huaidong.

But...if King Jin appears in front of the world again.

Xiao Qianlong's character is about to collapse!

The character of Longshan Xiao will also collapse.

The entire Longshan Xiao family will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history forever.

Do not!

No!

Three generations of the Xiao family in Longshan!

For Huaidong, for this country, countless men have died and countless blood has been shed.

Even if the family was mysteriously exterminated, history will still remember the Longshan Xiao family's supply and bravery. This is also the pride in the hearts of the sons and daughters of the Xiao family who are scattered all over the world. If...be nailed to the pillar of shame in history.

Longshan Xiao Family...it's too difficult!

Xiao Beichen's whole body was twitching and shaking.

The man in black robe sneered: "Xiao Beichen, you didn't expect that. Are you nervous? I will reappear in front of the world in public soon. The day I come out of the mountain, the history of your Longshan Xiao family will be rewritten and nailed forever. At this moment on the pillar of shame in history. Your grandfather Xiao Qianlong’s half-life efforts will become a laughing stock. The entire Xiao family in Longshan will also become a historical joke! A negative teaching material forever, and eternal infamy!”

puff!

Xiao Beichen couldn't help but feel furious, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

No!

oh my god!

It is cruel enough for you to let me, the Longshan Xiao family, perish.

Why...are you still treating me like this, Longshan Xiao?

unfair! ! !

Heaven is unfair!

Grandpa...you have shed blood and sacrificed your life for the country, and you will soon be nailed to the pillar of shame in history. I, Xiao Beichen...how can I help you clean up all this? !

Tears, bursting the dam.

Deng Deng Deng!

The man in black robe put his hands behind his back and walked towards Xiao Beichen step by step: "Xiao Beichen, history will always be written by the strong. The Xiao family in Longshan is gone, and thousands of people beat the drum. You can't stop all this. Ben. When the king comes out of the mountain, it is caused by the way of heaven and the direction of the people. It is unstoppable."

"I'll show you the appearance. Give me the Jin Lingjian."

Clang!

Xiao Beichen's hands were trembling and he couldn't hold the sword at all.

Jin Lingjian crashed to the ground.

Buzz!

The Jin Lingjian seemed to sense its master's will and emitted sword sounds. Finally it flew into the hands of the man in black robe.

The man in black robe looked at the sword in his hand carefully and showed a bright smile: "Forty years have passed. The Jin Ling Sword has returned, and the Prince Sword has risen again. It's time for me, King Jin, to return to Dongzhou City and make waves again."

"The future of Huaidong belongs to me. And you, the Xiao family of Longshan, will completely withdraw from the stage of history."

"Wenshan, kill him! Just think of it as revenge for my son!"

King Jin's son, Jin Zhonglou, was captured by Xiao Beichen when he was in Heishan City.

Later, he died!

"Yes!"

Wen Shan stepped forward with a long sword in her hand and slashed directly at Xiao Beichen.

A sword in the air.

Cover everything.

Xiao Beichen was so despairing that he didn't react for a while. How can we withstand temporary resistance?

In an instant, he was knocked back dozens of meters.

There was a striking wound on the chest.

Blood flowed.

"Oh? He's not dead yet?" Wen Shan was slightly surprised, and without any nonsense, she continued to slash with her sword: "Everyone who has seen the prince's face will die."

Boom!

In an instant, Xiao Beichen was furious.

Nima's!

Is that all you do to my grandpa?

Still want to kill me?

How could this be?

Elephant blood suddenly appeared, and a huge golden elephant appeared outside his body.

An explosion of physical strength.

Tough!

But, I can’t stand it!

This woman Wenshan is too powerful!

The sword energy of his body moves vertically and horizontally, making him invincible.

Even if Xiao Beichen controlled the strongest power of the Elephant Blood Realm, he could not withstand the opponent's sword energy. The injuries on his body are getting worse and worse.

The Elephant Blood Realm is indeed extremely powerful.

But Xiao Beichen had just entered the Elephant Blood Realm, and there were very few awakened Elephant Bloods.

It took three thousand drops of elephant blood for Xiao Beichen to awaken.

The power of a drop of elephant blood is so powerful, it is already powerful enough.

The three major systems of fellow practitioners complement each other and also restrain each other. Regardless of whether it is Qi refining, body refining or soul refining, they all maintain a similar level. With each other in check, it would be difficult for either side to advance wildly.

In other words, the Xiangxue that Xiao Beichen has now awakened is only in the Great Sage Realm.

And Wenshan's strength has truly entered the realm of true saint.

The true holy realm!

That is the realm where you can start to practice in the field.

Xiao Beichen can't bear it!

shhhhhh!

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Beichen launched hundreds of attacks, but none of them could shake Wenshan at all. Instead, he was hit hard one after another by Wen Shan's sword light.

The blood was dripping and the injuries were getting worse.

Xiao Beichen even wanted to take a drop of the opponent's blood in order to activate the bloodline curse.

Not even a drop of blood could be obtained.

He couldn't even get within three feet of the opponent.

Absolute crushing!

Countless people around were excited to see it.

The most exciting thing is Tokugawa's memorial ceremony: "Hahaha, Xiao Beichen. I've said it before, you think you can win? In fact, you lost. The King of Jin is here, and you will use all the means you are proud of. , it’s just a little trick. Die!”

At this moment, Xiao Beichen suddenly made up his mind to die.

Facing Wen Shan's fierce sword attack, she didn't even dodge.

Just use your body to resist!

puff!

A sword penetrated the chest.

Blood shot.

Countless people shouted in horror.

"Xiao Beichen!!!"

They wanted to rush to help.

As a result, he was stopped by another bald man who came with King Jin.

With one hand, Yuxiaozi, Hanchuanmei, Li Weiyang and others were pressed so hard that they could not move.

The bald man chuckled: "Don't worry, wait until you finish watching this drama. I, Tan Tong, will send you on your way."

Everyone could only watch and roar.

Wen Shan snorted coldly: "Xiao Beichen, you are just a remnant of the Xiao family in Longshan. You should have died five years ago. You have earned enough by living till now. Let's hit the road."

Xiao Beichen smiled, raised his hand, and picked up a drop of blood: "Wenshan, although you have entered the True Saint Realm, you have lost."

Enduring the pain of his internal organs being penetrated, Xiao Beichen suddenly clasped his hands together: "Blood Mandala, get up!"

"Blood Curse Kill!"

Boom!

The blood sacrificial bead in Xiao Beichen's hand suddenly erupted into thousands of bloody vines, sweeping out overwhelmingly and covering Wenshan in an instant.

Devouring her essence, blood and vitality crazily.

"What is this?!!!" Wen Shan panicked immediately, pulled out the long sword that pierced Xiao Beichen's chest, and slashed wildly in all directions: "Xiao Beichen, you are an ant in the Great Saint Realm, how can you use this... Strange objects threaten me, a strong man in the true holy realm!!!"

However, there are too many canes and they are too strong.

Can't cut it down.

In the end, he was suddenly penetrated by the rattan, sucking blood crazily.

Wenshan couldn't move for a moment and roared hysterically: "Ah!!!"

"Your Majesty, save me!!!"

Click!

King Jin glared.

He just glared at Xiao Beichen.

An indescribable force suddenly struck Xiao Beichen.

It felt like being hit hard with a sledgehammer.

He flew backwards for tens of meters and hit the ground, vomiting blood.

The blood mandala disappeared, and the blood sacrifice beads returned to Xiao Beichen's universe bag.

All resistance is meaningless.

A grain of sand, facing the ocean.

"I really didn't expect that a remnant of the Longshan Xiao family, who is only in the Great Saint realm, can shake the True Saint realm. You are a monster. If I give you another thirty years, you might be able to compete with me. Unfortunately, This king will not give you time to grow up." King Jin suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Beichen.

"Ant is an ant! I can kill you with just a thought!"

With one kick, he stomped hard on Xiao Beichen's chest.

Bang!

The body smashed into the ground, reaching a depth of more than three meters.

The ground within a radius of more than ten meters sank and cracked.

Xiao Beichen's chest was severely stepped on and a hole was made.

The whole place was silent!

But at this time, Xiao Beichen was not dead yet. He crawled out from the rubble with difficulty and slowly stood up straight.

He used all his strength to stand up.

Blood was flowing all over his body.

Constantly coughing up blood.

But, just stand with all your strength.

Yu Qingying's tears fell down: "Prince Jin, you can't kill him!!"

She wanted to say something, but she couldn't.

"It's ridiculous!" King Jin snorted coldly: "Who can stop the person I want to kill?"

"Boy, you're not dead yet. You're very tough. Next, I'm going to kick your head to pieces to see if you can still stand up." King Jin raised his right foot and hit Xiao Beichen's head hard. Kicked over.

The force of this kick is enough to break half of the top of Qingqiu.

People covered their hearts and did not dare to look at it.

Xiao Beichen suddenly shouted: "Bai Yuege, if you don't come out again, I will really die!!"