Chapter Sixty-Nine: The Lore of the Taiping Eight Soldiers Control the Field
The black-robed man suddenly made a move, and his fierce palm directly hit the space behind the little child.
But when he heard a muffled snort, a figure appeared out of thin air, but the whole person just appeared, under the palm of the black-robed man.
It was shattered into a rain of blood in an instant, and the scattered flesh and blood drenched the sluggish little child, and for a long time, he couldn't slow down.
"Uncle Liu...."
A terrible roar came out of the mouth of the little child for a long time, and blood and tears were mixed together.
The heart-rending cry woke Wu Chen up instantly, and after glancing at it, he realized that although the little boy had been talking to Wu Chen on an equal footing.
Even faintly above it, but now looking back, he was actually just a child.
Maturity is just a tool for him, or he has to mature, think of it......
Wu Chen retreated, and when his true qi was running rapidly, a golden bell appeared directly outside his body.
The quaint life became clearer and clearer, and some vague patterns could be faintly seen, and the bell body rotated, unloading most of the attacks of the three of them.
The black-robed man only glanced at Wu Chen's outburst and didn't pay attention to it, but instead continued to focus on the little boy in front of him, and said lightly.
"Actually, to be honest, do you want to take your own importance too seriously, come with me, these people below can be less hurt, otherwise, once you make a wrong decision, the millions of people below may die directly because of your decision, you...!Have you thought about it...?"
"No, I will never go with you! You killed Uncle Liu, you .... Well... Well... Well... Bad guys!"
The little boy pondered for a long time, but he couldn't think of a curse, and finally a bad guy popped up.
"Well, I appreciate your courage!"
"Fireman, do it, chop this flying boat for me!"
The black-robed man turned to the three black-robed men and instructed angrily.
"Yes, sir!"
At this moment, the person who carried the long serrated knife directly responded to this order, and then jumped out of the battle circle and laughed cruelly.
Then, I saw this man raise the long knife and face the huge ship, directly urging the long knife.
The raging flames were like torches soaring into the sky, and then directly followed by a ferocious slash.
The terrifying wave of fire and the ferocious sword gang mixed directly into the giant ship, but the giant ship itself flashed a dazzling colorful streamer.
Then, the ferocious flames were directly disintegrated by the formation in an instant.
The streamer flashed again, and the ship only flickered slightly.
Surprisingly, the wooden ship resisted the knife.
In this regard, the fireman's face changed directly, and without saying a word, he raised his knife and slashed again.
At this moment, the black-robed man led by Na Ming took a single step, and his figure disappeared directly in front of everyone's eyes.
And Wu Chen seized this opportunity, the fist wind burst into bursts of tiger eagle sounds, fists and claws interacted, and directly hit the two black-clothed people off guard.
One of them was hit in the shoulder with a punch, and the other was directly hit by Wu Chen and leaned on the shoulder.
Seizing this moment, he directly lifted the little boy and jumped out of the giant ship.
On the other side of the battlefield, when the sound of an explosion occurred on the giant ship, Zhang Lao's face changed.
He was directly smashed out by the bull-headed man, and when he rolled in the air, he didn't notice that a black-robed man appeared behind him.
A pitch-black long sword, like cutting tofu, went straight into it without the slightest obstruction, and directly pierced Zhang Lao's abdomen.
Zhang Lao only hurriedly responded with an elbow blow, and the black-robed man ate the elbow blow stiffly, and then turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared directly in front of Zhang Lao's eyes.
Seeing this change, the bull-headed man didn't think about it at all, and directly lifted the axe to round it with an axe.
Zhang Lao could only dodge left and right, hurriedly sealed the wound, and then pulled out the long sword.
There was a bang, and then he ate an axe from the bull-headed man, and his body rolled out of the distance.
At this moment, a cloud of black smoke condensed not far away, and the figure of the black-robed man condensed from the black smoke.
With his right hand, he wiped the blood from his mouth fiercely, staring at Zhang Lao, who was falling to the side, and said coldly.
"Taiping Dao is worthy of being a sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, and it is really powerful to eat one of my ghost swords and not die!"
"Black Smoke Ghost Sword--Yan Luo!The guy who is eighth on the list of villains in the Tang Empire, it turns out to be you. ”
Zhang Lao crawled up a little sluggishly, but the wound began to turn black.
Obviously, there was poison on the blade, and when he looked up, the black long sword lay quietly on the ground.
However, the bright red blood that was originally common turned into a pitch-black liquid, and where the blood dripped down, the plants and trees instantly withered and died, which shows the domineering nature of the poison.
"It seems that I am involved in your personal vendettas, I have escaped from the cage, and what I promised you, I will naturally give it to you, farewell!"
The bull-headed man glanced at the two, raised his arm directly, turned around and walked away, obviously, the two were not fellow travelers.
And the black-robed man couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he looked at the bull-headed man's neat movements.
Seeing the other party turn around cleanly, he couldn't say a word.
Because the other party's origin is too ancient, he doesn't know, and she doesn't dare to say too much about this kind of person, although the two may be at the same level now.
But long ago, he didn't know what the background of this person was, so he didn't dare to say too much, in case he ran into a wizard or a curser.
Now, the black-robed man felt a problem in his heart, and now, the two sides were evenly matched again, which did not dare to guarantee Xue Zhenting's position.
It's hard for him to send charcoal in the snow, but he is a good icing on the cake.
At this moment, there was a bang, and the Taiping Flying Boat that was originally in the sky turned into a fireball and exploded, and Zhang Lao stared at the fireball with a very ugly face.
"Elder Zhang, the flying boat has exploded, and the Daozi of Taiping Dao is now in my hands, now! Hand over the Book of Dunjia Heavenly or the Daozi die!"
"Yan Luo, have you ever heard that there is a sequence within the Great Sect Inheritance, and what you have captured is just a preparatory sequence, if it is this sect here, you ??? only need one move, and you will be left dead!"
"Don't talk nonsense with me! That little boy is the inheritor of the Six Masters, and he must be a contemporary Taoist!"
"Just a bearer..."
"But your four contemporary sequences all have problems, sequence three, Daniel Zhang, was trapped in the town demon valley on July thirteen five years ago, sequence two, Zhang Ning, the descendants of the Zhang family, but because of adultery with someone gave birth to a child, now imprisoned in the Tianfeng Abyss, sequence one, Zhang Daoyi, his whereabouts are erratic, and he lost contact in twenty years, and now, life and death are unknown, and the little guy who is the inheritor of the six Yao is the most brilliant next generation of your Taiping Dao, so obediently hand over the "Dunjia Tianshu" Let's do it, somewhere, let your Taiping Academy be wiped out!"
"I said why there are problems one after another in the sequence, it turns out that you are shooting behind the back, no wonder Daniel Zhang's inexplicable impulse to go to the depths of the Demon Valley is also the work of your good hand who provokes people's hearts, right?"
"Controller, I've seen the head of the Taiping Dao Confucianism!"
At this moment, a master shrouded in black robes appeared in the dark shadows, and he bowed lightly to Zhang Lao after he appeared.
"That Ning Daoji's question is also your handiwork?"
"I made the shot, my name is Zhenshi!"
As soon as Zhang Lao's words fell, a burly man appeared inside and outside the controller's side.
The two blood-red arms were exposed, and unlike ordinary people, the two arms were exceptionally thick, and they were accompanied by some strange fluctuations.
"By the way, there are also the thunder warriors in the sky, and the wrestlers of the Buddha's real body, including the fire warriors who blew up your giant ship, my name is the smoke warriors, they shock the warriors, the controllers, oh... Look at my memory, as well as the priests and yin priests in the city, the yin priests are the envoys of the yin in your mouth, and the priests are in charge of the formation and sacrifices, you calculate, how many people do you have? How many people do we have? Do we have a chance of winning???
At this moment, a firework exploded in the air, and Zhang Lao's expression changed from his original anger to calm.
The anger in his eyes was burning, and the originally sluggish momentum became blazing again.
Even his eyes contained a certain sense of determination, and he looked at the west of the city with affection.
Then the milky white Haoran righteousness all over the body continued to decrease, and the original temperament of Xuanhe in the world became a simple and warm milky white, but this milky white gave people a kind of kindness and warmth, without the previous aggressive edge.
"Alas, old fellow, isn't it good to live? Do you have to look for death? Do you still come with me to this set of extreme sublimation? Burn your life? Obediently give me the "Book of Dunjia Heaven", isn't it good for our well water not to interfere with river water?"
"Give you the "Dunjia Heavenly Book"? and then give you the Dunjia Heavenly Book with the front foot, and the back foot will be slaughtered by you???
"I'm a strong man, can I do something like that?"
"Do you really think I don't know who you are? Is it true that I don't know you? Five years ago, when you chased and killed Zhang Ning, you and I had a good hand, didn't you say exactly what you said at the time, and then you killed Zhang Ning's one-year-old child?"
"I said, there are only a few masters, I can get one in the backwoods, it turns out to be you? Okay, well, since you don't believe it...... Only... Had... Please die...!! do it!" At the moment of speaking, the two of them suddenly made a move, and raising their hands was a killing move.
"Ghost Sword Phantom Killing"
"Thunder and Shock"
The illusory pitch-black sword qi intertwined to compose a killing movement, and the rumbling thunder brought the space to vibrate in all directions, the ground was shaking, the fists were shaking, the trees were shaking, and the air was shaking.
The terrifying power of concussion was wrapped in a roaring thunder, opening the prelude to a peerless killing move, and for a while, the sword qi, fist gang, concussive power, and muffled thunder directly covered the entire space...
To be continued on