Sword of King's Power!

Tong Zhengyang let out a long roar, the blood vessels on his arm burst open, blood spurted out, and the entire arm was instantly dyed red.

And in the blood that flowed, a little light lit up and jumped in his palm.

Between a few breaths before and after, it swelled into a long sword that was more than three feet long.

The long sword was colorless and transparent, and the blood infected with the positive yang shimmered with a strange light in the sun.

"Blow up the ....."

Tong Zhengyang's teeth clenched "click", and he couldn't breathe in heartache.

The King's Sword, also known as the Son-Mother Wang's Sword, has a total of eight sons, and is the Divine Soldier of the Throne of the Holy Land in his world.

His sword is like iron and non-iron, like gas and non-gas, formless and substantial, can play a hundred soldiers, contains the heritage of countless years of royal power, and is the top divine soldier in the world where he is located.

The reason why he was hunted down was because of this royal sword.

But with his cultivation, he is in this ghost place without aura, and the price he has to pay for urging him is indescribable.

"Target change, target change!"

"What's that? A cold weapon? A cold weapon similar to the long sword of the Great Xuan Kingdom? ”

"Hahaha! This alien is shouting unintelligible nonsense, just for this cold weapon? ”

"Oh, look at this cute little bitch!"

At an altitude of hundreds of meters, the pilots of a fighter plane communicated with each other, thinking that the dust had settled.

No one in this world could survive the Golden Eagle Empire's great air force.

Even this humanoid creature that could be an alien.

"Attack! Attack! ”

From the podium hundreds of miles away, Williams felt the slightest bit wrong and shouted orders.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

As he gave his command, the sky over the coastal plain of Florida was instantly filled with gunsmoke.

Countless missiles discharged the billowing air current, pulling the long tailitis, and the vertical and horizontal entanglement bombarded towards Tong Zhengyang like a net.

"The first to inherit the sky, Xiaolang Jiuxuan, the royal power Zhenyue, the light of all!"

In the midst of the rolling waves of gunsmoke, Tong Zhengyang's eyes were red, and he sacrificed his sword with blood, and let out a scolding:

"Slash!"

Zheng~~~

The sound of the sword roared loudly in the sky, and the cold light pierced the smoke of the air waves.

"What is this?"

"Oh no!"

"Ahh

Williams in the command platform saw a ray of sword light pierce the sky, leaving a ghosting image at such a fast speed, shuttling between fighter planes like a dragon and snake, and disappearing into the coastline in an instant.

Only the screams of the radio station and the flaming fireballs that exploded one after another on the screen told him.

You're done!

"No !!"

Williams let out a terrible wail, then yelled and went mad:

"Chase, catch him, kill him!!"

.......

Daxuan, Xingcheng, garden community, a three-story small building.

"Since he was discharged from the hospital, Qi Qi has not been out for another thirteen days. It's nice to stay in the bedroom every day after eating. ”

Looking at the closed bedroom, An's mother looked sad.

An Jianzhong took a sip of wine and didn't say anything, he didn't know what his son was doing these days.

"I know how to drink, and I don't know how to care about my son!"

Mother An glared at Father An, with a sad face.

Ever since her son had this disease, she felt that the sky had fallen, and all she thought about was her son.

"Ugh."

An Jianzhong sighed, got up and came to the bedroom door, and knocked lightly:

"Qi Sheng, Qi Sheng comes out, it's time to change the dressing."

In the bedroom, An Qisheng, who seemed to be asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, and a smile bloomed on his face:

"Finally, it worked!"

After thirteen days of non-stop experiments, he finally combined a recipe for his own medicinal diet, which may not be as accurate as artificial intelligence.

But it's also the limit of what he can do at the moment.

Between life and death, An Qisheng can't be truly open-minded, but he has just suppressed it in his heart in the past.

At this time, there was hope for healing, and the boulder that had been pressing in his heart fell to the ground, and the mood of the whole person changed, and even the strength in his body became lively.

Listening to the knock at the door, he let out a long breath and got up to open the door.

"Qi Sheng?"

Looking at his son with a smile on his face, An Jianzhong was stunned, how long has it been since he saw his son with such a happy smile?

"Dad."

An Qisheng stepped forward and gave An's father a hug, sat on the sofa and took his mother's hand:

"Mom, I'm fine, don't worry."

"You haven't been out for many days, and you won't come out when Guangke comes to look for you."

Mother An looked at her haggard son and felt distressed.

Seeing An's mother's sad appearance, An Qisheng was also a little distressed.

Although even he himself was not sure whether there was any possibility of curing his disease, he couldn't help but confide in some information:

"Mom, maybe I have found a cure for my illness......"

"Mom knows you're sick, but you can't give up on yourself....... What did you say? ”

An's mother subconsciously comforted her son, only to hear the meaning of An Qisheng's words, and immediately shouted: "You, you said you found a cure?!" ”

"What's the solution?"

An Jianzhong is also a spirit.

"There's no way to go into detail yet, but trust me, I won't lie to you."

It was difficult for An Qisheng to explain his ability to his parents, and he didn't want to lie to his parents, so he could only avoid talking about it.

He took out the notes he had taken, changed them slightly, and handed them to An Jianzhong:

"Dad, you can help me buy the things written on it, the more the better."

"It's ...... What kind of recipe do you want for training camp medicine? ”

An Jianzhong glanced at what he had written on the paper.

"Yes."

An Qisheng nodded.

"What does this medicinal diet have to do with your illness?"

An Jianzhong looked at the medicinal herbs and food on it, and was a little confused.

"My son asked you to buy it, you went to buy it, what are you doing with so much nonsense!"

When An's mother saw An Jianzhong asking questions, she suddenly became angry.

She doesn't care if it has anything to do with it, as long as her son says it's useful, she believes in her son unconditionally.

"Okay, okay, I'll go."

An Jianzhong hurriedly put away the paper and walked out of the door quickly.

"Mom, why are you crying?"

An Qisheng turned his head and saw his mother in tears, so he hurriedly reached out to wipe it.

Mother Ann held his hand, crying and laughing:

"Qiqi, your illness has been saved, mom is happy, happy."

Mother Ann wiped her tears and stood up:

"You're at home, Mom went to cook for you, I've slept for so long, I'm hungry."

An Qisheng just wanted to say that he would only eat medicinal food in the future, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say it.

Mom will do it if she is happy, anyway, she can eat it.

After comforting his parents, Anqisheng went back to the bedroom and turned on the computer.

The big basalt style is very strong, and all kinds of medicinal herb stores abound, but there are some things on the recipe that are still difficult to buy.

It's not that it's so rare that it doesn't have any, but ordinary people can't use it at all, so there won't be a lot of it in the entire Xingcheng.

It needs to be purchased online.

Skillfully open the shopping website, find what you want and place an order.

An Qisheng was about to turn off the computer when a pop-up news caught his eye:

"What is this?"