Kyoto doesn't know how to offend Xiaohua.

Xiaohua never forgets it, and wants to enter Kyoto again!

The martial arts forces in Kyoto are remembered by Hua Qianluo, and they don't want to live in peace in this life.

At this moment, all eyes are on you.

Ji Xiaoliang has six black tadpole chains on his body, just like tattoos.

The first chain, broken!

Disintegrates automatically and turns into wisps of black aura.

Ji Xiaoliang was filled with black power, either a sinister aura or a noble and cold black.

In the era of the First Emperor, the dragon robes were all black!

At that time, the black lord was precious!

Ji Xiaoliang's momentum suddenly doubled!

Ji Xiaoliang, who was already at the top of the quasi-pinnacle, after the first weight of the six-fold ban was lifted, the black power released from his body was still full of strength!

The strength is refined into the body, which is the pseudo-pinnacle!

It is only one step away from the top.

As long as you open the door to the top, you can become the real top.

Ji Xiaoliang's terrifying talent made the top of the country frightened.

Under the watchful eye of all.

In just a quarter of an hour, Xiao Liang put all the nine-fold mixed yuan energy into his body!

In just a moment, it is almost an ordinary quasi-pinnacle of ten years of hard work!

The most important reason is that Ji Xiaoliang himself has been sealed for too long!

Now, after the first ban is lifted!

Ji Xiaoliang successfully advanced to the pseudo-top of the pinnacle.

He is only a little bit away from the real peak!

But Xiao Liang has never disappointed everyone!

Followed by.

Ji Xiaoliang tilted his head with his hands up, closed his eyes and said softly: "The first emperor has six bans, the second one, open!" ”

Rumble!

A more powerful wave pervades the seem.

Above Mount Tai, thousands of Confucian scholars exclaimed: "Overwhelming! ”

"King Ming is going to the top!"

"My God, today is really my luck in China, His Royal Highness King Ming has reached the pinnacle, and he will be the arm of His Royal Highness the King of the North in the future!"

"When His Royal Highness King Ming was young, he grew up with the Northern King, ranked as the deputy commander of the Northern Liang Army, the pillar of the country, and his achievements in the future are limitless!"

……

Those Confucian scholars patted their sycophants one after another.

But they don't look at what time it is.

Now is the time to go!

Emperor Ye Wu personally participated in the war, and with his own strength, he protected the student Ningbei and sealed it in Mount Tai, carrying the national fortune!

Wei Xian, the head of the ministers, also joined the war!

The great battles continued, and the blood at the top stained Mount Tai red.

Ji Xiaoliang closed his eyes and stood in the sky, his body seemed to be unshackled, and the terrifying power was released.

Today, Xiao Liang wants to become the pinnacle!

Immediately, there were seven overseas pinnacles, who avoided Emperor Ye Wu on the side and descended on the altar of Mount Tai, their eyes revealing murderous intent.

These pinnacles all wear black scarves.

Masked people!

Show that you don't want to reveal your identity!

Now that they are all made into a pot of porridge, what is the use of their respective masks!

One of them, a silver-haired and blue-eyed martial artist whose hair was about to fall out, said in a deep voice: "Kill the heirs of the First Emperor first, and then kill the Northern King!" ”

"Yes!"

The seven supreme martial artists reached a consensus.

They want to take Xiao Liang's life first, and then besiege Ningbei!

Ning Bei, who was on the altar, said softly: "Are the seven too blind to no one, in front of Ning, if you want to kill my brother, then I want to kill your three clans, I don't know if it's okay?" ”

"Eight Tooth Road!"

A black-clothed masked old man, stepping on clogs, pulled out a broken blade from his arms, and turned around to pierce Ning Bei's abdomen.

Swish!

At the moment when he made his move, a Yanling knife appeared on Ning Bei's waist behind him.

The Yan Ling knife was like a streamer, instantly penetrating the chest of the black-clothed masked old man.

Nail it to the altar with a knife!

Hua Qianluo walked out slowly from behind Ning Bei, tilted his head and said evilly: "The garbage of the Black Wood Country also dares to cross the border to cause chaos and look for death!" ”

"Bastard!"

The seven overseas pinnacles that joined forces to kill each other will be reimbursed in the blink of an eye.

The remaining six people were furious, and they all shot out together, and the main attack was Hua Qianluo.

Hua Qianluo retreated, and the Yanling knife came out of his hand, stuck obliquely at the feet of Ning Bei, and said: "The Yanling knife is left for you to defend yourself, and these six old things will be handed over to me!" ”

"I have the Northern King Knife!"

Ning Bei frowned slightly, and kicked on the hilt.

Swish!

The Yanling knife flew upside down and returned to Hua Qianluo's hands.

Right now!

The second wave of national fortune came, thick as a mountain, weighing more than 10,000 jun, and fell in an instant, comparable to the wave of national fortune attracted by Ningbei in the snow cliff!

Ning Bei frowned slightly, raised his left hand, brazenly raised the national fortune, and said softly: "Xiaoliang, Xiaohua!" ”

"I stand on Mount Tai, invincible in the world, don't worry!"

Hua Qianluo retreated with the Yanling knife, and saw Ning Bei's worry at a glance!

Ningbei has always resisted the national movement, rather than carrying it by itself!

In that case, when will the sealing be completed!

In this regard, Hua Qianluo carried the national fortune in order to let Ningbei feel at ease.

The Eternal Night King has finally begun to unleash his full strength!

A cold voice resounded on the top of Mount Tai, and said: "Three years ago, I used the two forbidden techniques of the Rebellion Qingdian to kill through the thirteen miles of Kyoto, and stood on Mount Tai tonight, and killed the hundred flowers again, what does it matter!" ”

"Qingdian has two techniques, one of which is reverse!"

"Reverse words, qi and blood flow backwards, independent of the world, can kill immortals, let you see it today!"

Hua Qianluo leaned back, facing the siege of the six pinnacles, and slowly took off the golden crown on his head.

The original small flowers, bundled into a crown, humble as jade!

But now, Hua Qianluo's white hair danced in the wind, and the originally calm qi and blood flowed in the blood vessels.

The next moment.

Qi and blood flow backwards!

The blood flows backwards all over the body, and a martial artist with a little common sense doesn't dare to do this!

The blood and qi flow backwards, and the precursor to sudden death due to the bleeding of the seven orifices.

Others don't dare, but Xiaohua dare!

It's not the first time he's done this!

Suddenly.

Hua Qian's backward self retreated, and he stopped abruptly, holding the Yanling knife in his left hand, and the blade passed by the two peaks that were chasing him to the death.

Swish!

The blade of the Yanling knife swept through the sky.

The two overseas pinnacles were cold all over and instinctively counterattacked.

The Yan Ling knife passed close to him, and the two of them split their bodies in two from their waists.

In an instant, the body was cut in two!

The two of them clearly saw that the lower half of their bodies that fell from mid-air swept through their bodies in sharp pain, causing them to scream in terror.

Only Hua Qianluo was covered in blood, stretched out his tongue and licked it gently, splashing the blood on his face, and smiled evilly: "Absolute blood, it tastes good!" ”

"You madman!"

The remaining four are all furious.

One of them, named Hyrant, a standard Westerner, looked at the Yanling knife in Hua Qianluo's hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he said hoarsely: "He, he did it!" ”

"What was done?"

The accomplice next to him asked again and again.

Hyrant's gaze was fixed on the Yanling knife.

I saw that on the Yanling knife, there was a three-foot sword!

It's a blood-colored sword, not an invisible sword qi!

The sword is like the substance, and the knife is formless and colorless!

There is an essential difference between the two!

Feng Wang cultivates strength.

Cultivating blood at the pinnacle!

Both are different.