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Of course, Su Ying, who had her hands free, would not be polite, and the next moment, she turned on the acceleration mode of the puppet war horse, and the puppet horse rushed towards the city gate with a piercing noise. The full-text and ad-free novels are all on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.infobiquge.info this sudden, but just right charge, broke through the obstruction of Fu Poison and others in an instant.

There were two soft swishing sounds, and two miserable blue flames fell on the steel cables of the suspension bridge, like two green lights, flickering twice, and it was a loud bang that shook the sky. The suspension bridge, where the steel cable was burned, smashed heavily into the moat.

(Complete the main quest, Long Street Bloody Night, He Yunmeng, Su Ying each get 2000 Jingyuan points, 1 Xuan-level fate plot, Su Ying kills Zhengle, gets 1000 Jingyuan points, and 2 yellow-level fate plots.) Because you are in the upgrade plot, and your team has destroyed the girders, triggering a special mission, Qianqiu Warriors! ）

Whether it was Su Ying in the car, or Meng Yuan, who was far away in Zhao Kingdom, they were all stunned for a moment at that moment, Su Ying stopped the last knot in his hand, and Meng Yuan stopped the tea cup that was about to reach his lips.

"Deng, Deng, Deng......" After leaving the girder, everyone who had only walked a short distance heard a burst of unhurried footsteps. In the darkest place before dawn, the footsteps sounded so clear.

It was not just a sound, but a kind of coercion from the unknown, a shock that is difficult to describe with pen and ink, and the footsteps seemed to have a rhythm that hit people's hearts.

The moon and stars are long, and the four fields are vast, but there is no wind, just because when the footsteps sound, the wind has stopped, and once the wind stops, there will be no more zài.

"Deng, Deng, Deng......" In the senses of everyone, only the sound of footsteps remained.

Su Ying inhaled hard, took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, stretched out her hand from the carriage, and handed it to He Yunmeng outside. Under this terrible coercion, just this simple action seemed to exhaust her body, and when she retracted her hand, cold sweat almost soaked her whole body.

Looking at the depths of the darkness, "Qiang", He Yunmeng pulled out her sword again.

The sword groaned, and in the footsteps that were enough to make people crazy, a thin crack was torn open.

She lifted her lips lightly, bit the cap of the bottle, and poured all the liquid into her throat.

The icy liquid, like a string of ice, stretched all the way to the stomach, and suddenly bloomed, like a cold and warm torrent, sweeping through the whole body in an instant.

"Nine Heavenly Gyokuro"

This is Su Ying's combination of two drug essences, Huoxue Tongmai San and ** Huimenstrual San, to create a miracle drug, its role is to alleviate internal injuries in the shortest possible time, and restore internal strength, but the material of this drug is quite rare, and the preparation is also extremely troublesome, a total of only 3 bottles.

He Yunmeng suffered a lot of internal injuries in the first battle, and this bottle of elixir can be regarded as temporarily suppressing the injury, and in a few hours, he can recover his fighting ability.

He Yunmeng once studied swords under the sword saint Cao Qiudao for half a year, although under her deliberate low-key, she did not become a personal disciple of Sect Master Cao, but she was already a little accustomed to the momentum on Cao Qiudao's body, and at this moment she felt that it was almost not inferior to Cao Qiudao's threat.

The footsteps stopped, and in the next moment, a tall figure appeared in front of the galloping steel chariot, blocking the way, and the galloping puppet war horse crashed into it heavily, and the whistling wind seemed to crash into the air and fly.

The man had his right hand behind his back, as if he was holding something, but he just stretched out his left hand, pinched it forward, and buckled it around the neck of the puppet warhorse.

The galloping puppet war horse, carrying the sound of wind and thunder, and the momentum of ten thousand jun, just crashed into one of his left hands.

"Huh?"

The man seemed to frown, and took a half-step back with his right leg.

"Boom"

It was like crashing into a mountain, and under the two strong squeezes, the iron horse exploded from it. All kinds of internal parts of iron pieces flew in all directions, hitting the carriage like a shower.

The sword in He Yunmeng's hand turned into a fan-shaped light curtain, blocking the iron pieces that shot in, standing on the wheel, silently looking at the person on the other side, speechless.

Pull the galloping horse!

This is not an ordinary horse, coupled with the weight of the carriage moving at high speed, the force of this collision is terrifying, but it was stopped by the man single-handedly.

This is a real big man, wearing a tiger skin skirt and a gray cape, draped casually and roughly over his back.

What a warrior!

This is He Yunmeng's first impression, I saw that his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, leopard eyes, eyebrows like knives, beard like halberds, head like a fence, and a thick neck. The upper body is a perfect inverted trapezoidal body with broad shoulders and a little more than two feet. A pair of arms, as thick as a pillar. A pair of thighs, more hugging thick. He was more than seven feet tall, which was not short, but with his size, he looked square!

"Eight feet tall, eight feet waistline, can run a horse on his arms, and can stand on his fists." This somewhat funny sentence is perfect to describe this person.

In his right hand, he held a large iron vertebrae, and at the end of the vertebral was a chain the thickness of an arm, which was wrapped around his forearm.

His eyes widened, and he asked in a loud voice:

"Bold fanatics, you can know a certain Zhu Haihu!"

"Puff" Mengyuan, who was far away in Zhao Guo, sat on the ground carelessly, and on his face, there was no longer half a bit of calmness, panic, anxiety, and unconcealable worry, which filled his entire mind at this moment.

Zhu Hai, originally a butcher, Xinling Jun was recommended by the doorman Hou Ying, and worshiped him as a doorman. Its soldiers, with the courage of ten thousand people, once killed the Wei general Jin Contempt with one blow, seized his army to save Zhao, and moved the world. Later, he made the Qin State and was trapped by the King of Qin, although he was a high-ranking official, he did not want to rebel. King Qin was angry, so that people put the iron cage and the tiger in it, Zhu Hai shouted, and the tiger broke his courage and died. Zhu Hai knew that it would be difficult for him to return to Xinlingjun, so he hit the pillar with his head, the pillar was broken and did not die, and finally died by choking his throat with his hand. Li Bai felt his courage and loyalty, and wrote a long poem "Chivalrous Journey" and praised it:

Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward. will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan.

Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light. After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born.

Save Zhao with a golden hammer, Handan was shocked first. Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City.

The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world. Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical.

(Escape from Zhu Hai's pursuit, reward 3,000 essence points, 1 prefecture-level destiny plot, kill Zhu Hai, reward 20,000 essence points, and 2 heaven-level destiny episodes.) ）

"This person is invincible." Meng Yuan was a little at a loss to connect the concentric knot, wanting to say something, but found that at this moment, he had nothing to do.

In the face of absolute power, intrigue is nothing more than a fragment under the wheel.

He wanted to rush, but knew that no matter what, it would be too late.

Hesitant, helpless, and powerless, like an invisible hand, firmly grasped Mengyuan's heart.

"Try to escape, this person is almost invincible to us with limited internal strength." This sentence came out that was a bit demoralizing, and Meng Yuan sat on the ground sweating profusely, looking in the direction of Wei Guo, his fists clenched, and his teeth biting his lips, but he didn't realize it.

At this time, it can only rely on Su Ying and He Yunmeng themselves.

Trembling a little, Su Ying opened the cover and let Ji Yanran enter the car, and at the same time moved a switch, and the cover in the center of the carriage slowly opened, revealing a stove the size of a hug and a thick iron pipe, which was connected to the roof of the car.

"Yun Meng, I need a cup of tea, and I can't be discovered by him The secret of this car, I can only rely on you." Su Ying whispered.

"I see." He Yunmeng slowly stepped out of the car, and in the middle of these two steps, her heart had recovered from the panic she had had had. As a swordsman, she already has a true swordsman's heart, which is a narrow encounter, even if she faces the world's first swordsman, she will draw her sword and meet the will of the other party.

"I've heard of you, Zhu Hai, and I know that you are a warrior like no other in the world." He Yunmeng looked at each other, and there was a bit of respect in his voice.

"Since you know the name of a certain person, you don't want to be caught." When Zhu Hai heard this, his expression was slightly gloomy, and he shouted. His voice was like a muffled thunder, and his voice fell, and a rumbling echo echoed in the field.

He Yunmeng smiled, her laughter was as clear and loud as a silver bell, like a steel wire, getting higher and higher, straight into the clouds: "Under the gate of the Jixia Sword Palace, how can there be people who surrender without a fight?" ”

"Jixia Sword Palace, are you a subordinate of Cao Jiansheng?" Zhu Hai frowned slightly and said, "Among the four major disciples of Cao Jiansheng's sect, how could there have been you?" ”

He Yunmeng didn't answer, just held the sword in his chest and put on a posture, although the four disciples of Cao Qiudao were famous, she He Yunmeng's sword was inferior.

"Jixia Sword Palace, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, I am dedicated to learning swords, how can I be famous?" With the sword in hand, He Yunmeng's eyes lit up,

"He Yunmeng of Jixia Sword Palace, please advise."

He Yunmeng put on a starting gesture of a junior inviting a senior to fight, the tip of the sword pointed slightly upward, at this moment, her will has become one with the sword.

This is very exquisite, although I know that this battle is inevitable, but the task given by the main god has fully explained Zhu Hai's strength, under the strategy of escaping as the main purpose, it is absolutely unwise to rashly provoke such a character, therefore, the appropriate low-key and respectful, but not avoiding the posture of war, can add a trace of vitality to this extremely dangerous battle.

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