Brilliant fireworks fill the starry sky and illuminate the entire city of Vence.

The ruins of the Holy See Hall became a long sword in Slow's hand, and he pressed the old man in the hope of gaining a glimmer of life for Zhang Xiaodao.

But at this critical moment, Liu Yichen had already come to Zhang Xiaodao, who was lying on the ground like a salted fish, and his shining fist was about to break through Zhang Xiaodao's head, but Zhang Xiaodao was still motionless.

At this time, there was a black waterfall that seemed extremely terrifying in Zhang Xiaodao's sea of knowledge, and the black water in the waterfall seemed to be thick but rushed down.

Zhang Xiaodao didn't have any horror on his face, he had already tried countless times, so he came to the waterfall and let the black water wash over his body.

Feeling the power contained in the black water, he frowned slightly, but he still grabbed a long knife in the air and slashed it down.

In the silent picture, the black waterfall did not make any sound under this knife, but kept shrinking, which was extremely weird.

Zhang Xiaodao didn't mind slashing a few more times, so his arms turned into phantoms, and the blade slashed through the smaller and smaller waterfall tens of thousands of times in this instant, and the waterfall finally turned into a black spot in the sea of his knowledge.

Zhang Xiaodao didn't let go of the black spots, and pinched the black spots into pieces with one palm!

At the same time, the old man's body that was confronting Slow shook slightly, and he looked at Zhang Xiaodao, who was still lying on the ground.

Slow didn't have time to speak at this moment, but he felt that Zhang Xiaodao had woken up.

Liu Yichen, who came to Zhang Xiaodao's side, was alarmed, but he didn't have time to react.

The ugly sound of the pig-killing knife rubbing against the skin sheath suddenly sounded, and there was no cold light, only a stain appeared in Liu Yichen's pupils.

The arm that had just been connected flew up with blood again, and Liu Yichen's whole body was full of light, and suddenly it became extremely empty, like a cloud of mist, and even his body no longer existed.

The violent Zhang Xiaodao raised the pig-killing knife, the corners of his mouth floated blood, and the knife slashed on the mist, bursting out with a crisp sound of the blade cutting through the bones.

Liu Yichen exclaimed bitterly. There was a muffled thud from the other arm.

Zhang Xiaodao, who couldn't tell Liu Yichen's key point at all, didn't have any superfluous thoughts, his body was violent, and the knife shadow was heavy!

Liu Yichen, who turned into mist, flew back and avoided in a misty way, Zhang Xiaodao chased after him relentlessly, and flesh and blood flew out when he slashed the mist, his goal was very simple, to cut out Liu Yichen's real body, maybe he had become a piece of minced meat at that time. But Zhang Xiaodao is happy to see him die.

But I have to say that Liu Yichen chose the fog technique very cleverly under the situation of certain death, so that Zhang Xiaodao could not tell where his body was, and he would be able to make some choices under the unavoidable blade to keep Zhang Xiaodao from threatening his vital point.

But there is no doubt that the wolf bèi has reached the extreme, which is equivalent to being Ling Chi by Zhang Xiaodao, scraping off his flesh and blood with a knife.

He didn't know how long he would last, but there was no doubt that he was worse off than dead. But he is doing things that make a living.

The old man who was entrusted by the ascetic act screamed loudly the moment Zhang Xiaodao woke up, but this qiē was only born in the snap of his fingers, he only hoped that Liu Yichen was not dead, and not dying meant that he could start all over again!

Liu Yichen did not die, but the edge of the pig-killing knife made his movement slower and slower, and the mist became weaker and thinner.

The angry old man clenched his thumb into a fist and struck the sword in Sloe's hand. The vitality burst out, and when it reached Zhang Xiaodao's body, Zhang Xiaodao's pig-killing knife cut horizontally through the mist.

A terrifying wound appeared in Liu Yichen's abdomen, he showed his true body and fell backwards, the blood in his belly flew sideways, and he could even see the large intestine and small intestine in it.

The old man slapped the ground with one palm, and a black cage appeared out of thin air, covering Liu Yichen, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead. He looked at Zhang Xiaodao, his eyes full of anger.

The attack of the mind of the Destiny Xuan Realm actually did not work, but made Liu Yichen not know life and death, this was the old man's calculation error, and it was also a mistake to lead the king into the urn this time.

Since the Holy See chose to let Liu Yichen come here, it was naturally completely prepared, but whether it was the old man or Liu Yichen. I never thought that the person who came here would be the sand thief Sloh and Zhang Xiaodao, the leader of the younger generation of the Tang Dynasty.

If Liu Yichen dies in this battle, then this must be the biggest loss of the Holy See in the past 30 years, and the most unacceptable loss.

Only asceticism and a few people understand how terrible Liu Yichen's talent is, and they want Liu Yichen to grow up. But if you die now, it is naturally the responsibility of the old man.

Zhang Xiaodao felt that Liu Yichen should be dead, and there was no reason for anyone who was shaved hundreds of knives by him and cut off his arms together, so he smiled slightly in the face of the old man's anger.

The sound of fierce fighting after the rain of fireworks filled the air.

Zhang Xiaodao smiled slightly, knowing that the arrival of the Holy See's reinforcements would wipe out all the aliens here, he took out the white jade bow and drew the Qingling arrow.

At the moment when Slow stood in front of the old man again, Zhang Xiaodao said, "Goodbye!"

Goodbye shouted at this time has many meanings, such as shooting the old man who is like a dry corpse, but Zhang Xiaodao feels that this is obviously a little unrealistic, his goodbye is to say goodbye to Slowe and goodbye to the Western Regions!

The Qingling arrow shot out, and the sky suddenly darkened, and countless bright starlights seemed to be attracted by the Qingling arrow, turning into a bright galaxy behind its tail.

A force of heaven and earth struck, and Sloe's feet turned earth-colored, directly sinking into the ground, and the cooperation with Zhang Xiaodao was flawless.

When the old man saw this arrow, he had no time to use any spells, he didn't know why Sloe could understand Zhang Xiaodao's intentions, he could only choose to resist this arrow!

The Qingling Arrow rolled up countless starlight and came to him, and he held up a darkness.

However, the darkness was not so beautiful after all, and the Qingling arrow passed through the darkness and left a bright night sky and came to the old man.

At the last moment, the old man puffed up his right chest!

The arrow passed through his chest with an unstoppable momentum, but it did not cause any chain reaction of human injuries as if it were passing through a steel plate.

Immediately afterward, a cluster of arrows swept across the city of Vence and flew into the boundless wilderness.

The old man half-knelt down, listening to the roar in his ears, his eyes blank.

The arrow was too close for him to dodge even if he sensed it, but at the last moment he chose the direction in which it was struck.

Just like Liu Yichen turned into a mist and chose to let Zhang Xiaodao Ling Chi himself, at least he would not die, but he was very aggrieved.

In his left chest was a heart, but in his right chest was a large black hole.

The old man's chest did not bleed, but he knew that this injury was enough to prevent him from ascending to the realm of supernatural powers for the rest of his life, and for him, who had always pursued strength, this feeling was worse than death!

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The city of Vence was sealed off by the Papal Knights, and countless Papals poured into the palace.

The man for whom he was called Sanchez, the Purple and Gold Knight under the Six Seats of the Holy See, did not go to the palace but to the place where the temple was located.

When he came to the open area where there was not even a trace of the temple, his heart was indescribably shocked, so he saw the son of light who was like a river of blood flowing like a human stick, and he saw a friend who had a huge hole in his right chest.

He didn't fail to step forward to help, and said softly: "Now that the Holy See activates the Bright Array, I will avenge them." ”

The lieutenant standing beside him should be that the city of Vence is about to take bloody revenge with this order.

At this time, Zhang Xiaodao, one of the culprits, fled in the dark night, but he was not as chic as he imagined, white stubble had already risen in his black, and his steps were staggering and staggering.

He told him that he could not escape from Vence, so he could only choose to hide in Vence, but he did not use any power of the Tang Dynasty, but infiltrated the palace of Che Ning alone.

Che Ning couldn't sleep at all tonight, and several priests around him were in front of the palace gate hoping to understand the current situation with a loud voice.

Of course, he didn't want anything to happen to the Son of Light, because then he would not be able to ascend to the throne, and when the Papal knights entered Vence, he knew that he still did not know the outcome of the battle, but there was no doubt that the culprits of the attack on the Holy See began to flee, and the knights began to investigate and blockade from house to house.

Che Ning waited until dawn, but there was still no news from him, and the papal knights even turned the palace upside down, but no one came to him to search.

He was not surprised by this, because he and the Holy See were a coalition of interests, and the Holy See naturally would not suspect him of harboring the culprit.

The bright colors of the sky made Che Ning feel sleepy, and he knew that he would not get an answer for a while, so he returned to the palace, but he was shocked to find a person lying on the bed.

Che Ning wanted to exclaim, but subconsciously covered his mouth, looked at his familiar face in a daze, and stopped talking, but tangled his eyebrows.

For Che Ning, what he never expected was that Zhang Xiaodao would appear here, but he was not stupid, he naturally understood that Zhang Xiaodao, who was dressed like this and looked haggard and was obviously seriously injured, was one of the culprits last night!

If it was for the throne, he should have found the knights at this time, and arrested him while Zhang Xiaodao was asleep, or stabbed him into a hornet's nest.

But after a moment, he turned and walked out of the bedroom, and told the priest to buy two bowls of porridge, saying that he was hungry.

Soon the priest delivered him the hot millet porridge and a few side dishes, and he sat silently at the flower and wood table, because he was afraid that the porridge would be cold and fastened it with a bowl.

This time, he sat on the three poles of the sun, his face was pale, Zhang Xiaodao woke up, first rubbed his eyes, felt the extreme weakness of his body, and saw the scene in the palace clearly.

He saw Che Ning, saw the food on the table that was already cold, and did not speak, his eyes revealed his apology.

But he still sat opposite Che Ning, holding the bowl of porridge that was extremely cold even if the bowl was kept warm, and drank it fiercely.

Millet porridge flowed down his throat, and he felt a chill, but for some reason he drank it so cold, but his heart was extraordinarily warm.

He grinned like a white-faced patient who knew that he would die but was relieved!

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