Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

His bronze-colored body surface is covered with red marks, and there are even many small sunken holes on his chest, which are densely packed and very frightening.

Such a severe injury, even Dianqing who had practiced the Pijiamen martial arts to the point of being invulnerable to swords and spears, couldn't bear it. At this time, he was half kneeling on the ground, with a pool of blood spit out in front of him, and his breath was extremely weak.

Standing in front of Dianqing, Mei Sanniang tried her best to block the impenetrable golden needle attacks from all directions with the sickle in her hand, which were surprisingly fast and powerful enough to pierce stubborn stones. Most of it, and a small half of it, she could only use her body to cover the ceremony behind her. At this time, most of her clothes were destroyed, and the spring was half exposed, but she didn't care.

The Zhu family resorted to thousands of people and faces that exhausted their internal energy, creating thousands of identical phantoms to attack Zheng He, but he was surrounded by a few extremely sharp golden threads, and those phantoms would be cut in half as soon as they approached. It is impossible to hit Zheng He in the middle.

"The farm family is against the adults again and again. The adults don't care. I can't stand it. How dare a group of ants on the ground dare to fight against the dragon in the sky?" Zheng He's soft and murderous voice was accompanied by the golden thread. The sharp sound of the air rang in the ears of the three farmers.

Among the snares, although Zheng Heping usually has a gentle and mellow appearance, he is the most murderous one under Su Ying's men.

A golden thread turned into a golden light and pierced Mei Sanniang's eyebrows with a sharp piercing sound. Mei Sanniang's eyes widened, filled with horror and panic, horrified that this blow was worse than the previous attack. Wanting to hit the three-pointer quickly, what panicked me was that I didn't have time to avoid it.

"San Niang!" The Zhu family exclaimed.

But at this critical moment, a sword shot out from a distance, and when the golden thread penetrated Mei Sanniang's head, it hit the golden thread and did not cut it off, but the sword was shot The strong internal force of the golden thread was blown away, but this blow also moved the trajectory of the golden thread by an inch, and it was this inch that allowed the golden thread to brush against Mei Sanniang's scalp, successfully saving her life. Mei Sanniang died.

"Fortunately." A young voice sounded in the arena with a gentle and gentle voice with a hint of fear. Several people looked at him, and Zhang Liangzheng, who was wearing a purple Confucian shirt, was standing there with his scabbard in his hand, looking at them.

"Mr. Zhang San." The Zhu family said in surprise.

Mei Sanniang's eyes were a little complicated, she didn't expect her life to be saved by this beautiful and frail scholar.

Zheng He also looked at Zhang Liang, narrowed his eyes and said:

"Could it be that little Shengxian Zhuang also wants to get involved and fight against us Huang Quan?"

Zhang Liang took a few steps forward, pulled out the Lingxu sword that had been inserted into the ground upside down, held the sword in one hand and the hilt in the other, staring at Zheng He with clear eyes:

"It has nothing to do with Xiaoshengxianzhuang, this is my personal decision."

Zheng He laughed out loud, the laughter was soft, accompanied by the sharp sound of the golden threads piercing the air around him, it seemed a little permeating.

"What's the point of adding you? In my eyes, you are still a bunch of ants." After Zheng He laughed, he looked at the four of them, his eyes were no longer mellow and feminine, but full of ferocity.

His hair was flying, and his aura surged like a wave, spreading out in all directions. The surrounding ancient trees swayed like ears of rice blown by the wind, and the golden threads around him danced in the air like a group of snakes. Everything is cut in half.

Zhang Liang clenched the handle of Ling Xu's sword tightly, his face was extremely heavy, he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, Mei Sanniang and Zhu's family also glanced at each other, nodded, they were going to do their best.

Otherwise, there is only a dead end waiting for them.

There was a sound behind the three of them, and when they turned around, Dianqing had already stood up.

Zheng He no longer looked like a white-faced scholar, but looked at the four of them with a ferocious face.

"Let's go together, you ants, let's see what is truly powerful!"

After all, the golden lines around him rushed towards the four of them.

Yun Zhongjun, who had swallowed several real person pills, and his medicine man got involved in Xiao Hei, the spirit ghost, and the two sides fought, to no avail.

The battle between Yan Lingji and Shao Siming was not too intense, the difference in strength between the two was quite large, Yan Lingji took control of Shao Siming after a while, and blocked her internal power with the method Su Ying taught her Running, just like the commander who witnessed the battle between the two.

In addition to the end of the battle between Yan Lingji and Shao Siming, the battle between Gai Nie Weizhuang and Liu Jiannu on the other side has also ended, and Liu Jiannu suffered a disastrous defeat.

At this time, the six of them fell to the ground, with sword wounds all over their bodies, and they were already seriously injured.

Wei Zhuang walked towards the six people with the shark tooth in his hand, the shark tooth sword was glowing with a strange red color.

Ge Nie certainly saw what he was going to do, but he didn't say anything.

Ge Nie certainly saw what he was going to do, but he didn't say anything.

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If it was an ordinary person, Gai Nie might ask Wei Zhuang to spare their lives, but the Six Swordsmen are all top killers whose subordinates have countless lives dedicated to killing people. Letting them go will only kill more innocent people.

Wei Zhuang walked up to Zhen Gang, without saying anything, with a cold face, and directly stabbed down with his sword.

when!

A sword flew out and hit the shark's teeth. The blade shook, forcing Wei Zhuang to take a step back. Wei Zhuang looked sharply at the sword that flew out backwards.

"The Eight Swords of the King of Yue."

"As expected of the successor of Guigu, you have good eyesight."

Before the people arrived, the voice had arrived, and then Zheri, who was wearing the armor of a soldier of the Qin State, caught the Zhanri sword and appeared in front of the two of them.

"The heavenly word killer of the net, cover the sun."

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Gai Nie walked to Wei Zhuang's side, looked at the person coming and said in a concentrated voice.

"The successor of Guigu is really powerful, even the six-in-one slave of the six swords is no match for the two."

Hidden said.

"What is the Tianzi killer in the trap doing here?"

Wei Zhuang asked coldly.

"Actually, our purpose is the same, we are all here to kill Su Ying, but these six sword slaves are also our Luowang's people, so they can't just die like this, for Luowang, they are still useful."

Hidden said.

"You think you can save them from us?"