Watching the blade of the big knife in Wangkong's hand go deeper and deeper into King Qi's throat little by little, the speed of blood circulating on the blade became faster and faster, and finally formed a blood bubble dripping down, Princess Xuan'er slapped the face of the commander of the Praetorian Guard, and said sharply: "Shut up!"

The commander of the Praetorian Guard suddenly turned red and did not dare to speak.

Princess Xuan'er shouted around: "Stop! Whoever dares to move again, something happened to your father, you all come to see you!"

All the soldiers and janissaries around them were so nervous that they were at a loss to put down their weapons.

Princess Xuan'er looked at Wangkong again, and said with a sneer: "Wangkong, don't get excited, everything is easy to say." This time it's my father's fault, but you must be calm and don't mess around. Otherwise, things will only get worse. ”

Only then did Zhou Xu break free from the shackles of the guards, walked up quickly, snatched the imperial heart shield and imperial sword from King Qi's hand, and glued his own blood.

Watching the Imperial Heart Protector and the Imperial Sword absorb the blood, Zhou Xu ran to the edge of the Blood Sacrifice Turing Array and said sharply: "Don't stop yet?!King Qi is already in our hands!"

Seeing this, Duran and the Ten Golden Guards attacked more and more sharply.

It was the first time for Cheng Yangxi to feel such a lot of pressure.

Unable to use summoning techniques, forbidden to fly, limited range of movement, and the carved bow in his hand was a weapon that only had the level of a low-grade treasure, many restrictive factors made him feel aggrieved that he had never felt before.

It seems that when Brother Leng was still alive, he was repeatedly abused.

Suddenly seeing Zhou Xu holding the imperial sword in his hand, Cheng Yangxi's figure flashed, and he rushed over and roared: "Sword!"

Zhou Xu hurriedly threw the Imperial Sword over!

Duran's face changed drastically, and he slashed towards the Imperial Sword with a sword!

"Dragon Catcher!"

Where did Cheng Yangxi not know Duran's thoughts?

While running wildly, the five fingers of his right hand grabbed forward violently.

The Imperial Sword suddenly let out a dragon groan, like a streamer of light in the void and disappeared.

The next moment, it appeared in Cheng Yangxi's hands!

The five fingers of Cheng Yangxi's right hand grazed the body of the imperial sword, and blood circulated on the imperial sword.

"Roar!"

Four dragon claws like gold poured down on the top of Cheng Yangxi's head, covering him inside!

The slash from Duran's longsword and the attack of the Ten Golden Guards slammed into the four dragon claws.

More than a dozen "ding-ding-......" sounded.

The four dragon claws remained motionless.

And those attacks, all annihilated!

Duran and the Ten Golden Guards stopped one by one, looking desperate and unwilling.

Cheng Yangxi stood under the dragon's claws, holding the hilt of the imperial sword with both hands, the blade of which was inserted into the ground, and laughed wildly.

Artifact!

After traveling to this different world for more than thirteen years, he had the feeling of being the protagonist with a plug-in in his hand for the first time!

Zhou Xu wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Wangkong let go of the big knife that cut into King Qi's throat.

Tens of thousands of soldiers, listening to this rampant laughter, parched their mouths one by one.

A martial god with many restrictions is already so powerful.

Now that the artifact emperor sword is in hand, who is his opponent?

Cheng Yangxi laughed out loud and stopped.

Slowly raising the Imperial Sword with his right hand, Cheng Yangxi looked at Du Lan with a gloomy face, and suddenly said loudly: "Ten Thousand Weapons Dynasty Sect!"

The weapons on the bodies of all the soldiers and warriors outside the ancient city trembled, and shot out from their scabbards, scabbards, and hands!

Countless long swords, long knives, whips, and halberds gathered in the sky above the Blood Sacrifice Turing Array, rotating rapidly, emitting a pleasant chirping sound, as if the courtiers were meeting the king.

Duran held the long sword in both hands, and looked at the countless weapons hanging above his head, his face turned pale.

The Ten Golden Guards rushed over and stood in front of him.

The eleven masters and apprentices looked frightened one by one.

Seeing this, Princess Xuan'er hurriedly said, "Lord Martial God, be merciful!"

A cold glint flashed in Cheng Yangxi's eyes, and the imperial sword raised in his right hand slashed towards Duran's master and apprentice, and roared: "Sword down!"

A golden dragon rushed out from the blade of the Imperial Sword, roared, and in the blink of an eye, came to Duran and the Ten Golden Guards.

The weapons above their heads slammed down!

From every direction!

Heaven and earth!

There is nowhere to run!

"Boom!"

Where Duran and the Ten Golden Guards stood, the earth cracked inch by inch, and the void collapsed!

Within four feet, dust is everywhere!

The violent roar made everyone outside the ancient city cover their ears and squat.

The roar continued for nearly fifteen breaths before it stopped.

All the dust fell slowly.

Originally, where Duran and the Ten Golden Guards were standing, there was only a ragged figure with a blur of flesh and blood standing there.

It's Duran Valkyrie!

Duran Martial God took Cheng Yangxi's blow!

However, all of his side, the Ten Golden Guards, disappeared.

"Ahh

He looked around, his sword shaking like chaff.

"Ahh......h The master is sorry for you, it's the master who is sorry for you, ahh.......hh

Duran stayed in place, wailing and crying.

The Twelve Golden Guards –

None of them in the first battle!

Of the twelve golden guards, the lowest cultivation is all lower-level martial kings, and the highest cultivation is about to break through to become a martial god!

Now, they're all dead!

Princess Xuan'er lowered her head and burst into tears.

The Twelve Golden Guards are the pride of the Qi Kingdom, and they are also the meat of Duran's heart.

This blow may be the demon that Duran Martial God will never be able to overcome.

Wangkong sighed lightly, let go of King Qi, folded his hands, and Amitabha Buddha sighed.

King Qi looked at Duran in the Blood Sacrifice Turing Array in a daze, and then looked at the Imperial Sword in Cheng Yangxi's hand, his face seemed to be dozens of years old in an instant, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Duran, it's a widow who can't live by-"

Before "you" could be said, Du Lan suddenly screamed, holding a long sword, turning into a streamer of light, and rushed towards Cheng Yangxi.

Zhou Xu hurriedly said: "Yang Xi, be careful!"

Princess Xuan'er's face changed suddenly, and she hurriedly said, "Lord Dulan, don't!"

King Qi: "Duran!"

Seeing Du Lan attack in front of him in the blink of an eye, a cold light flashed in Cheng Yangxi's eyes, and his right hand holding the imperial sword turned suddenly!

"Roar!"

A golden dragon rushed out from the blade of the sword, engulfing the streamer in an instant!

The streamer appeared briefly as always, then vannihilated, revealing Duran's figure inside.

The Imperial Sword passed through his chest!

"Lord Duran!" said nearly 10,000 soldiers in unison.

Duran spat out a mouthful of blood, trembling and stretched out his hand to grab Cheng Yangxi's hair, and said vaguely: "Disciples, the teacher is incompetent, and I can't avenge you." ”

Cheng Yangxi watched Du Lan's blood-covered five fingers grab it, and instinctively wanted to dodge, but stopped again.

Duran grabbed one of Cheng Yangxi's hairs, tore it off, glanced at Cheng Yangxi with a forced smile, nodded at him and said, "Thank you." ”

As he spoke, he took a sharp step back.

The Imperial Sword was passively drawn from his body.

Blood shoots out!

Duran looked up at the sky and fell straight down. Baidu: Read the latest chapter of "My Wife's Invincible Literature" for free for the first time.

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