Chapter 237: Xuanwu Divine Envoy
Li Xuan's figure flashed away on the sand dunes, leaving no trace. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The wind, whistling in your ears. He could feel a burning sting in his skin.
During this time, Li Xuan was unable to use his vitality, so he could not condense into a qi protective body. At this time, when he was running at great speed, even the dark soft armor covered outside had a faint smell of burning.
His speed was so fast that even the eyes of a normal person would not be able to catch his trace. The words of these two Heavenly Hades Palace disciples echoed in his mind, and his heart became heavier and heavier.
Senior sister, you must not have anything, otherwise I will use the entire rivers and lakes to accompany you to the funeral, Li Xuan said in his heart.
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The front of the long-standing earthy yellow pillar of light was already a mess and bloody, and thousands of corpses fell on the ground, and most of the costumes and dresses should be martial arts people from the Central Plains.
There is no doubt that there was a tragic battle in this place just now, and the fiasco of the martial arts people in the Central Plains came to an end.
At least more than 5,000 disciples in the Heavenly Hades Palace surrounded the remaining more than a thousand Central Plains martial arts people, and it seemed that most of those Central Plains martial arts people had weak Qi seats on the ground, and only about a dozen people could still stand.
Behind this group of people is a splendid stone arch gate, as high as more than 20 zhang, under the erosion of the earthy yellow veins, it looks a little blurred, and it is impossible to see what is behind the gate.
"Don't say that I didn't give you a chance, now the opportunity is in front of you, if you don't cherish it, you can only end up like those dead ghosts. A slightly flirtatious voice rang out.
It was a young man in his thirties, with a mustache on his lips, wearing a purple sand robe with a red ribbon tied around his waist.
Medium stature, mediocre face, belongs to the kind of characters who have met in the crowd and will be forgotten in ten minutes. It's just that it's good to be vassally elegant, and to learn the divertive attitude of others, the result is that the tiger can't become an anti-dog.
In the winter, he shook the gold-painted folding fan in his hand from time to time, thinking that he was very graceful, but he didn't know that in the eyes of others, he was about to be stimulated by him to vomit out last night's meal.
"The Divine Messenger has spoken, to give you a way to live, and if you are no longer interested, then you can only be sent on the road. This is the mouth of an old man with a withered face next to him.
There are four major envoys in the Heavenly Hades Palace, namely the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Xuanwu.
Zhong Wuregret is the Qinglong Divine Envoy, whether it is status or martial arts, he is the head of the four great divine envoys. And now this man dressed in a bewitching way is the Xuanwu God Envoy Qin Wuyan, don't look at his unusually disgusting dress, the kung fu in his hand is second only to Zhong Wuregret among the four great gods.
This plan was made in one fell swoop, and most of the credit belonged to him, and at this time, looking at the Central Plains martial arts people like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, this made Qin Wuyan feel the pleasure of having the world in the palm of his hand.
"Don't you dream? I am a dignified seven-foot man, and I kneel to the sky and kneel to my parents, but I won't kneel to a young person like you. Don't talk this nonsense yet, it's better than the sword in my hand. Chang Kuan shook the long sword in his hand, and said loudly, flat and heroic.
When he spoke, he didn't forget to sneak a glance at the junior sister next to him out of the corner of his eye to see if he was fascinated by his arrogant words.
In fact, Zhao Yu didn't even look at him, but her whole body was in a state of tightness, she was looking for an opportunity, an opportunity to hit with one blow.
"I just like people with backbone. As he spoke, Qin Wuyan walked towards Chang Kuan.
"If you can resist my ten moves without dying, I can consider letting you go, and you can still take someone with you, this is not a bad deal. I just hope that when you kneel in front of me, you will still be as righteous as you are now. ”
"Despicable and shameless, the Heavenly Hades Palace is really full of a group of clowns who can't get on the stage, we have been hit by the "Phantom Dance Demon Smoke", and ten percent of our skills are not able to play three cds, even if we win, what can we do?" A white-haired old man had all his beard, glared angrily, and spat heavily at Qin Wuyan.
Qin Wuyan glanced at the old man, made a thinking look, and then said disdainfully: "Come to think of it, you are the hall master of the Ten Thousand Tiger Hall." It's crazy to really want to be famous, and you said that you're a 36th-tier gang and embarrassed to come out and be conspicuous. ”
"You want to know what you can do if you win, right?" As he spoke, Qin Wuyan dodged, and had already rushed into the crowd of the Central Plains Martial Arts, and took off the old man's head with his hand.
His speed is too fast, and between the surging qi and machine, it is like a torrent of angry waves, entering and exiting as if he is in a no-man's land, and faintly, he can feel the majestic bearing of a grandmaster-level master.
Obviously, Qin Wuyan had already stepped into the Grandmaster level, and his every move was full of Grandmaster demeanor, although he was doing something that was low-level fun for a Grandmaster.
"Haha...... This is ......" Qin Wuyan said arrogantly, raising the head in his hand, just about to say something about the scene, and then a delicate fist appeared in his eyes.
Smooth and fair, Qin Wuyan could even see the thin lines on his fist clearly. came to him so suddenly, and before he could utter a complete arrogant word.
Qin Wuyan felt a dangerous aura that came from his intuition. His instincts told him that this delicate fist could bring him danger.
Zhao Yu rushed to Qin Wuyan's side expressionlessly, and when Qin Wuyan was arrogant and proud, Zhao Yu caught such an opportunity.
The "Phantom Dance Demon Smoke" of the Heavenly Hades Palace is actually a kind of corrosive poison that directly acts on the body's vitality, and the deeper the vitality, the greater the impact.
What Qin Wuyan didn't expect was that Zhao Yu turned out to be a physical cultivator, and it was such a powerful physical cultivator.
The vitality in Qin Wuyan's body was surging, and a thick body protection qi was suddenly formed on the surface of his body.
Zhao Yu's fist didn't have any fancy and slammed into Qin Wuyan's body protection qi.
There was a loud bang, and the ripples of the qi that were visible to the naked eye turned into a circle of shock waves and dispersed in all directions, and Qin Wuyan's body was slammed to the ground.