"The Great Jin Kingdom has been raising soldiers for thousands of years, and when it overturned, no one helped the country!"

The monarch drew his sword and looked around, dazed in his heart.

The ministers looked at him and bowed their heads silently.

It's not that no one came forward, but those people were all strangely frozen in the air, motionless, as if isolated from the world, life and death were unknown.

The monarch finally sighed helplessly and acquiesced in the arrangement of the courtiers. Although doing so would reduce his prestige and lose popular support, he had no choice. If you are captured or even killed by monsters, it will definitely become a shocking shame.

But at this time, a fierce aura rose into the sky, and the dark clouds above were instantly dispersed, and a beam of brilliant light floated down, which was particularly eye-catching.

Everyone's eyes converged on that light, on a young man.

Who's there?

What just happened?

There are countless people who have stepped forward in Quwo City, and there are many hot-blooded young men, but the bravery of young people is powerless under the fangs and claws of demons, and those who can resist for a moment are all old guys.

But it was only a moment and a half of resistance, and then it was overwhelmed and devoured by the demons. Occasionally, some strong ones will also be fixed by Fugallo and leave the battlefield.

Therefore, when everyone saw that it was a young man, they all shook their heads and sighed, and even the monarch of the Great Jin Kingdom turned around and left to abscond.

Just a young man!

The building is in danger, who is the pillar?

In short, it won't be a teenager.

Not to mention him......

"A glimmer of hope?"

Fogallo sneered, his body moved, and rushed towards the light-shrouded boy.

Is there hope for life? Hehehe, I like to stifle this kind of savior the most.

Fogallo's body shook, fluttering a thousand times like the wings of a hummingbird, crossing a distance of 10,000 meters in an instant, and then appearing in front of the boy like the wind.

……

The quaint courtyard, the withered old trees, the vicissitudes of life, and a slightly immature teenager.

With a flick of his right hand, a bamboo branch with green leaves was drawn out of the demon's body, and black-gray dirty blood gathered on the bamboo knot, and then dripped down.

One drop, two drops, and it wasn't until the ninth drop that the dense demons in front of the young man fell down with a bang, silently.

All of them were fatal wounds, killed by one blow, and their lives were shattered, and they didn't even have the strength to struggle.

"The old servant's legs and feet are inconvenient, and he can't go far, so he won't drag you down."

"You are a guard, and if you leave you, will I not become a fugitive?"

The old servant shook his head gloomily and looked in the direction of Gong Que, "Even the monarch is leaving, who cares about you as a little fugitive!" ”

"I care!" The young man raised his head to the sky, and Xuan'ang's figure seemed to be raised a little bit, like a sharp blade out of the sheath, "I, Takeshita Jin, will inevitably be famous in this life, how can I have the slightest bad deeds." ”

Because of this, the Great Jin Kingdom did not need the Iron Prison of Tongmen, and only a dying old servant imprisoned him for ten years.

Looking at the Fogallo slowly emerging in front of him, the corner of Takeshita Jin's mouth hooked up a smile, "Famous bamboo silk, just today!" ”

Fogallo knows that human strength is directly proportional to age. Just like demons, it is a well-established truth that the older the demons, the more powerful they are.

Genius exists to break this truth, but Fogallo does not think that a genius who has not yet grown up can compete with himself.

"It's a pleasure to torture and kill geniuses!"

The right claw was like a sword from Tianxing, and a blue-gray wind blade came out of his hand, and a fierce aura hit his face, slashing Takeshita Jin.

Takeshita Jin's right arm is stretched out, and the bamboo branches seem to be an extension of the fingertips, naturally drooping.

In the face of the sharp wind blade, he was surprisingly calm, and the bamboo branch in his hand remained motionless, and even attracted a greedy flying insect to rustle on the bamboo leaves.

However, when the wind blade was a foot closer to the tip of Takeshita's nose, he moved!

No one saw how he moved, he was lightning fast, and even Fogallo, who was close at hand, couldn't see how the bamboo branch appeared in front of him.

The weirdest thing is that the flying insect is still lying on the bamboo leaves and gnawing, and Fogallo can even hear the rustle of the insects' teeth rubbing against the bamboo leaves.

As usual, the coercion brought by Fogallo's eyes could shock the flying insect thousands of times, and the slightest hint of murderous aura could turn it into powder.

Today, however, all of Fogallo's momentum was invisible, and it failed to have the slightest effect on the flying insects. It was as if the bamboo branch was in its own right, unaffected by external objects.

Seeing this scene, the pupils of Fogallo's eyes instantly constricted into pinpoint shapes, and an extremely dangerous aura made him tremble.

He was too familiar with this power, familiar to the bone marrow, because he also mastered this power - enchantment!

In Fogallo's view, what the human boy was holding in his hand was not a simple bamboo branch, but a world with a bamboo branch as the fulcrum, the bamboo branch and everything around it were integrated, the world was immortal, and everything in it would not be destroyed.

Therefore, the bamboo branches are still verdant, and the flying insects are still eating leisurely, not paying any attention to the duel that is close at hand.

Of course, it doesn't perceive it, because for it, everything happens in another parallel world.

At this moment, Fogallo finally paid attention, "Human, you are qualified to let me remember your name. ”

Takeshita Jin snorted, "But you're not qualified to know my name!" ”

The bamboo branch was silent, not even a trace of the wind was raised, however, Fugallo's face was shocked, and his creeping body retreated without warning.

An afterimage remained in place, and not long ago, Fogallo's afterimage had managed to deceive the Skyscanner. However, Takeshita Jin was blind to the remnants of the film, and his eyes were still fixed on Fogallo.

Fogallo moved a hundred steps away in an instant, but Takeshita Jin's vision seemed to be boundless, taking in the whole world, and Fogallo was still under his eyes after all.

Laugh at!

The bamboo branch passed through the afterimage, and it was like two objects in different dimensions passing through each other, without stopping, nor colliding at all, for both, neither of them existed.

Seeing this scene, Fogallo was no longer skeptical, but extremely sure that the other party, like himself, had the power of enchantment. It's just that the two of them have different directions for mastering the power of the enchantment.

Fogallo just uses enchantment as a power, a means. Takeshita Jin, on the other hand, is completely immersed in it and becomes one with the power. Takeshita Jin was all over his body, and even a single hair was soaked with the power of the enchantment, and it was even more diffuse, filling everything around him.

Fogallo suddenly remembered the last words of his ancestors before he died, "Our race, the deepest realm is to form a realm of its own, cultivate the enchantment into a world, and in this world, we are the creator gods!" ”

Damn it! Why did the power of one's own race appear in a human being, and this human mastery of power was so masterful, so skillful, so - it made the opponent despair!

Stroking the scars on his cheeks and pulling out a few fine bamboo sticks embedded in the flesh, Fogallo's eyes were instantly filled with blood.

(End of chapter)