"No!"

The piercing and high-pitched sound spreads explosively.

The instantaneous loud bang was like a shock wave, spreading wildly in all directions.

Zhang Xuezhou only felt that after temporarily losing sight in his eyes, his ears were also deaf.

Faintly, Dong Zhongshu's small painful voice came, and Sima Xiangru snorted after breaking the strings.

The qi and blood in his chest were tumbling, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that his body was a little floating.

But the pain in his body immediately told him that he was really floating, and someone even bumped into him, and the two of them rolled down.

The pain of being hit by someone is not light, but compared to the shockwave damage of the Venerable voice, Zhang Xuezhou would rather be hit by someone.

A warm pour poured over his face, and the smell of blood followed.

Zhang Xuezhou wanted to reach out and wipe the blood that had poured into his nostrils, but the huge pain in his arm clearly told him the consequences of encountering this sound shockwave, which made him only twist his head.

The nostrils were difficult to recover for a while, so Zhang Xuezhou had to open his mouth and breathe.

He stumbled a little, but Zhang Xuezhou struggled to stay as far away as possible.

The aftermath of this battle was too violent, and if it weren't for the proximity of Dong Zhongshu, Sima Xiangru and others, he would probably have lost his life.

He desperately urged the well-preserved demonic power in his body, and the feathers in his arms continued to grow.

When he fanned hard, Zhang Xuezhou only felt that his body was rapidly moving backwards.

"Crane Fist?"

Zhang Xuezhou has always flapped his wings as much as possible to fly forward, and rarely flies upside down.

The only explanation is that he unknowingly used the ability of "Crane Fist" in reality, causing Feizong to have the ability to fly upside down and dodge.

"No!"

When Venerable made a sharp and piercing sound again, Zhang Xuezhou felt as if his body had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his arm with severe pain immediately became numb.

His body hooked straight down, and the recoil force of slamming into the ground made Zhang Xuezhou a little sober.

"Town!"

With the help of demonic power, he quickly moved away from the center of the battlefield, and when Zhang Xuezhou used his ability again, he had already changed to the life-saving Tai Halal technique.

The instant suppression of the injury caused the pain to return quickly, and the intense pain continued to subside, and even his sight and hearing continued to recover.

Zhang Xuezhou must thank Li Jiao for giving up, so that he can learn this life-saving technique.

Zhang Xuezhou doesn't remember how many times he relied on this too halal technique to save his life.

If he can, he hopes that after his strength rises, he can go to the Northern Military Region to find Li Jiao and learn the rest of the Taiqing Technique completely.

"Cultivation realm ascending?"

When this thought crossed Zhang Xuezhou's mind, his bloodshot eyes widened.

More than 200 meters away, the eight troikas had been blown apart, and many people fell to the ground.

Only the flickering rays of mana and qi and blood light passive protection could prove that some people survived.

"I'm afraid I'm going to be killed, how can I get the inheritance of the Yin and Yang family?"

Although there is a spare tire for the prince, if he can cultivate upward with the help of the inheritance of the Yin and Yang family, Zhang Xuezhou is still very willing to learn the follow-up part of the "Yin and Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavenly Mantra".

Learning the cultivation techniques of the Yin and Yang family did not require him to tamper with the foundation of his cultivation, and he did not have to worry that the reward he asked for from the prince could not replace the foundation part of the "Yin and Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavenly Mantra".

The "Heart Mantra", which is as strong as the Holy Land of the Tuo Yu River, cannot shake the cultivation techniques of the Yin and Yang family, and Zhang Xuezhou also maintains a certain cautious attitude towards the cultivation techniques of the royal family of the Han Dynasty.

He felt that it was the best idea to play chess in many ways, and he would practice whichever side of the cultivation technique he was given could practice.

But Zhang Xuezhou didn't expect that his plan had not been realized, and everything was annihilated.

In the distance, not only is it difficult to know whether life or death will return, but there is no mana fluctuation on the prince's body, only Wei Qing pressed on the prince's body, relying on his human body to block the damage.

"No, my immortality, my yang longevity, my physical body, my ......"

In mid-air, the human-faced snake body let out a roar.

But his frantic roar was hard to breathe out after a few seconds.

A short black sword was inserted into his jaw.

The blazing flame that had condensed in his mouth was swallowed in his throat.

"I look forward to you coming to Chang'an City to seek revenge!"

The black short sword was inserted, and a figure in a black robe staggered through the air.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zunshang's eyes widen, and a black light and a white light intertwined in his eyes.

In the collision of light, Zunshang's body was quickly ignited by the flames in his throat.

It was like a sun rising, and His Holiness emitted an instantaneous glow.

It was the light of the flames.

Emperor Jing's black short sword was destroyed in an instant and turned into black ash, and the light immediately chased towards Emperor Jing's figure.

After a few hundred meters of pursuit, the flames exploded like a shockwave induced by the previous sound.

Zhang Xuezhou's body was just lowered, and the smell of scorched protein on his head came immediately.

He touched his hair, which had been burned away in an instant.

"Fortunately, Senior Brother Wuchao is not here!"

A few sparks ignited the clothes, and they were quickly destroyed by Zhang Xuezhou.

He looked into the distance.

The flame burst blow on the Venerable did not face the ground, which was the greatest luck for a small miscellaneous fish like them on the battlefield.

Even this flame blast did far less damage to them than the previous sonic strike.

But the flame strike was far more devastating than before.

Zhang Xuezhou looked around, only to see a small hill in the distance was directly destroyed, and after the dust drifted in the sky, there was only a layer of burned white ash left.

"Father!"

The prince's low voice came, and then it fell silent again, and Wei Qing shouted 'His Royal Highness the Prince' there.

Kong Ning, who showed a demon body, flapped her wings weakly, her body was as clumsy as Zhang Xuezhou when she first learned to fly, and her left wing and right wing kept flapping.

But Kong Ning ran a hundred meters away and never took off, and finally flapped his wings and ran with a muffled snort.

"Damn, damn it!"

The Luli Demon King, who was still quite sober, looked left and right, and then looked at the Chang'an convoy that was rushing to the street, and then looked at the direction of the flame explosion with palpitations.

In the end, he didn't have the courage to gamble.

Emperor Jing could easily break through Kong Ning, and it only took a moment to kill them.

Even if Emperor Jing is seriously injured, it will be like this.

And from Kong Ning's big backstage father, he knew very well that Emperor Jing was just coming with a Dharma body at this time, but if he broke Emperor Jing's Dharma body or took the prince away, his life would be over, and even if he couldn't protect him.

The Luli Demon King grabbed the Tiger Power Demon King with one hand and the Sheep Power Demon King with the other, his face showed a look of pain, and then he also ran wildly in the direction where Kong Ning left.

"Hurry back to Chang'an!"

A murmuring voice came, and the eyes of the prince, who was shaken awake by Wei Qing, suddenly had two more lights.

He struggled to his feet.

During this mission, he failed and nearly lost his life.

But Emperor Jing seems to have completed some kind of layout.

The prince could hear the weakness in his murmuring voice, but he heard a hint of satisfaction in his voice.