In fact, the top ten masters are by no means weak. The reason why they were defeated was only because Bai Qing'er was too strong. However, the subtleties of the various details in this kind of master's trick are by no means understandable to outsiders. The eunuch General Fuwei only knew that the Iron Tree Blossom and the Eight Great Sword Kings were both defeated and killed at the hands of a weak woman at the same time. He couldn't help but be shocked and angry in his heart, and at the same time, he felt a little contempt and disdain for the top ten masters.

Of course, this eunuch didn't dare to attack Fang Xiaohou, so he jumped to his feet and shouted to the ten corpses on the ground: "Rice buckets, all of them are rice buckets!" How did you lose like this? What are the Eight Great Sword Kings? Let's see you as eight stupid birds! What iron tree blooms? It's simply a broken flower and a willow! He turned his head and scolded Liuhe Qinglong: "You six, don't hurry up!" Why, can't it be that you're also afraid of these two demon girls? If that's the case, don't call it Liuhe Qinglong, just change your name to Liuhe Caterpillar. ”

The eunuch of General Fuwei was shouting happily, and suddenly, he heard Yuan Thirteen suddenly shouting angrily: "Shut up! The apprentice of this manager, when will it be your turn to point fingers? A backhand swing in the air.

I only heard a crisp sound of "pop~", and the eunuch General Fuwei was slapped hard by this empty palm force on the spot, and he spun seven or eight times like a spinning top, and then he fell to the ground, and in an instant he only felt that his eyes were full of Venus, and his mouth was in hot pain. It's already swollen in the snap of your fingers, where can you say more nonsense?

With a slap in the face, Yuan Thirteen was much lazier to watch this eunuch clown play. He knew very well that if he was fighting alone, his six apprentices were actually only between the eight great sword kings. Although they have the Liuhe Green Dragon Great Array, if they unfold the Great Array, the outcome is not yet predictable. However, even if you are undefeated, it will not be easy to win. Yuan Thirteen is limited to cultivating six apprentices, which is to be used to deal with his third senior brother, Mr. Zhuge , where is they willing to let them lose anything that is not clear?

At that moment, the thirteenth limit of the Yuan Yuan raised his qi and condensed his strength, strode forward, and said in a deep voice: "The girl is very capable. This manager is here to learn a thing or two. "When you shake your body, your qi will change. In an instant, the arrogance in his body disappeared without a trace, and in its place, it was a hatred that shook the sky.

What is the most powerful thing in the world? Love? No! The strongest thing in the world is hatred, hatred! Although the thirteenth limit of Yuan is world-renowned, his cultivation is at the top, and he is in a high position in the head of the Internal Affairs Office. But in his opinion, he felt that he had encountered ups and downs for most of his life, and he was always depressed. It can be described as sad and regretful. After years of this, sorrow finally turned into hatred, and regret turned into hatred. So with hatred as the deification and hatred as the purity, the Yuan Thirteen Limits created two of their thirteen kinds of limited divine skills - Hatred Fist, Hate Palm!

This hatred and hatred are full of heaven and earth, and the heavenly demon field is just a few days, how can it be absorbed and accommodated? said that it was too late and that it was fast, Yuan Thirteen stopped and snorted, and suddenly punched out. The hatred burned like a fire, within a radius of ten zhang, and when it landed, it turned into a scorching hell and burned fiercely from the heart. This is different from the tangible fire of "The Miracle of the Burning Sun", it is an invisible fire that can burn people's primordial spirits and destroy people's will. If you can't restrain the burning of your heart, you will inevitably burn all within five and die if your meridians are broken.

Such a miraculous feat, even with Bai Qing'er's cultivation at the level of a Divine Grandmaster, he would be shocked on the spot. She no longer dared to meet the enemy empty-handed, and in the midst of her soft voice, two heavenly demon streamers, one left and one right, floated out silently, like a ghost, and pointed at the punch of Yuan Thirteen Limit.

The Heavenly Demon Great/Law, the Fist of Hatred, the two miraculous feats, finally broke out here for the first time. Who is higher and who is lower, who wins and who loses, and who is born? Who died?

"Canopy~" The muffled thunder exploded, and the two figures separated. The Heavenly Demon Streamer turned into ashes and did not exist in the world. Yuan Thirteen only took three steps back, and his expression remained the same. Bai Qing'er shook and floated back. On the white face as jade, there was a sudden burst of abnormal flushing, obviously burned by the other party's almost irresolvable and irresolvable enemy fire, burning the five internal organs meridians.

Frontal rush, the Yin Demon Girl is inferior, dwarfed. The cultivation of the two is already visible at a glance. Yuan Thirteen sneered: "There are indeed some doorways. But that's about it. Then take over the palm of the manager. As if he didn't need to breathe back, he rushed up like an arrow through the air, his hatred was piercing, and with his palm that suddenly became like metal shining with a terrifying cold light, it condensed into an indestructible invisible giant cone, and blasted straight towards Bai Qing'er's delicate body. It's hate!

The thirteenth limit martial arts cultivation of Yuan is very high, and it has definitely surpassed the realm of refining gods, and it belongs to the level of the three major grandmasters such as Ning Daoqi, Fu Cailin, and Bi Xuan. Bai Qing'er's Heavenly Demon Secret had only been cultivated to the sixteenth layer realm, and it was really inferior to fighting against it. But even though she was about to kill and she was unable to resist, this yin demon girl was still unhurried, and even managed to raise her hand and gently flick her hair, which was slightly messy by the strong wind.

It's not because she is still sure that she can catch this terrible blow, on the contrary, Bai Qing'er knows that she can't catch it, or if she can catch it, she will be seriously injured. But that's okay, because there are other people who can catch it safely and unscathed. And this person is ......

Chen Sheng! He stood up. Even though he was just standing, he didn't do anything. However, his very existence alone has surpassed nine out of nine miraculous feats in the world, and ninety-nine percent of the special moves. Therefore, when he put his hands behind his back and stared coldly at the thirteenth limit of the Yuan, this unfathomable great master of cultivation immediately sensed it, so he forcibly stopped, closed his palm, turned around, turned back, and raised his eyes.

So Yuan Thirteen's gaze touched Chen Sheng's gaze.

Sparkle! When they met, they seemed to stir up a series of sparks. Silent and invisible, invisible and intangible, however, all the people present, even if they did not have the slightest inner cultivator on their bodies, could feel the scorching heat and flames of the spark. Therefore even though they cannot be seen. But their hearts suddenly shook in unison.

The eyes of the thirteenth limit of Yuan will always be full of Xiao Xiao's sorrow and boundless regret. Once it touches his piercing blue pupils, then no matter who he is, he will be firmly attracted to him, and he will lose his soul, and even who he really is. This is the fourth of his thirteen Great Limit Divine Skills, the Eye of Regret. And this regret is even more hurtful than all the divine weapons in the world.

However, Chen Sheng's eyes are like an ocean, enough to contain all the sorrows and regrets in the world. This is the artistic conception of the sea contained in the "angry tsunami" style of heaven and earth. The unfathomable, vast sea has its own ability to contain heaven and earth. So if the thirteenth limit of Yuan is a knife, then Chen Sheng is a sheath. No matter how sharp the knife is, once it meets the sheath, what can it do?

Although Chen Sheng has never said a word since he appeared, as long as he sees his eyes, then no one in this world will not be able to recognize who he is. After all, all the news about the person who made the miraculous feat of "killing the four kings of the Jin Kingdom", Yue Fei had already written it in detail in the previous report.

The two masters stand like a mountain, facing each other from afar. The momentum is as dignified as a mountain, overwhelming. Hugh said that ordinary soldiers, even experienced battlefield generals such as Yang Zaixing and Niu Gao, felt that they could no longer gain a foothold here, so they subconsciously retreated backwards again and again. At the moment of the pouring, the Yuejia army gathered in the barracks retreated like a tide, leaving Chen Sheng and Yuan Thirteen to stand side by side.

Yuan Thirteen was calm, word by word, and said slowly: "You are Chen Sheng who killed the four kings of Dajin?" ”

"It's Chen." Slightly bowed and bluntly said identity. Chen Sheng's right wrist flipped lightly, and the Tiger Roaring Treasure Knife was started. Peerless edge, shining brightly. The sword was dazzling, but it didn't shake in the slightest. It's just that the hand holding the knife is also surprisingly stable, as if it has been completely condensed in the air.

The simplest, unpretentious two sentences of dialogue, there is a hidden murderous intent. When Yuan Thirteen Limit spoke, in an instant, everyone present, regardless of distance or distance, regardless of the level of cultivation, suddenly felt a pain in their abdomen, like countless thin blades impacting in the stomach and intestines, wantonly cutting. At the same time, it was as if there were countless red-hot needles piercing and piercing.

The generals of the Yue family army are all iron-blooded men, fighting on the battlefield, even if they are really sharp, they will definitely not be bitter. However, at this moment, just listening to Yuan Thirteen's words, they were already like they were in an endless hell, suffering from torture, even if they forcibly gritted their teeth and endured, they were already bruised in the corners of their foreheads, and their faces were bloodless. At a glance, his expression was as hideous as a hellish ghost.

The fifth limit of the thirteen limits of the yuan: one drink of divine power. As soon as you drink it, your heart will be launched, and your true words can kill people, and you can surrender without a fight.

However, the demonic magic is difficult to resist the pure and righteous law after all. King Kong was furious, and the lion roared. Its sound does not have the power of shaking the world, but it has the effect of shaking the deafening. Chen Sheng runs the Yuan Gong, with the Zen power of authentic Buddhism, and exerts the authentic Buddhism, which is inherited by two and complements each other. Immediately crack the evil sound of drinking magic skills cleanly. All the officers and soldiers of the Yue family army all breathed a sigh of relief, relieved, and no longer had the slightest pain.

Two limits in a row failed to defeat the enemy. So Yuan 13 was restricted. He slowly took a step and slowly walked to the opposite side of Chen Sheng. They didn't stop until they were less than five steps away from each other. However, his hands were tucked into his sleeves. The breeze blew and blew the hem of his clothes. Faintly, you can get a glimpse of it. Around his waist, in fact, there was a weapon. It was a quiver, and a small crossbow. There are a total of nine arrows in the quiver. Eight arrows are blue and black, and one arrow is red. This is the name of the thirteenth Yuan that shocked the world - a sad little arrow.