The six qi rhymes, turned into the wrath of Tianwei, Yebei carried it alone, and with a mouthful of blood gushing out, it was obvious that the internal injuries were not light.

This scene made the pupils of the civil and military officials shrink suddenly.

With such a powerful power, the North King is still alive? It's nothing short of a miracle.

No wonder the capital lord has to let Yebei take the position of king of the town, such a person who is against the sky, except for him, who in the whole world can compete with him? And who is worthy of the throne of the king of the town?

Hundreds of people from abroad looked at the altar, and their eyes were extremely gloomy.

"Get ready to do it!"

The old man of the Philippine Kingdom Title King let out a low roar, at this time, the six qi rhymes had been completed, and while he was injured in the north of the night, this was the best time to kill him.

However, Long Yanyan was one step ahead and rushed directly to the altar.

"Yebei, how are the injuries?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a shocking scene.

Yebei directly slapped Long Yan out with a palm.

The strength of this palm was not light, and Long Yanyan was knocked more than ten meters away, covering his chest with a look of shock.

"Presumptuous!!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Qizheng, who was standing beside Lu Zhongyuan, was instantly furious, drew his sword and rushed over.

Openly attacking the capital, no matter who it is, is already a crime of treason, and it is a capital crime.

The Praetorian Guard followed, instantly surrounding the altar in layers.

The foreign warriors who were just about to launch an attack had no choice but to wait and see.

Lu Zhongyuan's face sank suddenly, he took out the God Punishment Battle Knife, and directly turned into an afterimage and rushed over.

"Today, whoever dares to touch a single hair of my eldest brother, Lao Tzu will stain this martial saint mountain with blood!"

Lu Zhongyuan shouted angrily and stood in front of everyone.

If it weren't for the fact that these people were all comrades, Lu Zhongyuan would have said this nonsense superfluously.

No matter who it is, as long as you dare to hurt your eldest brother, you are an enemy!

Zhao Qizheng's face was gloomy, and he just wanted to speak, but a white light flashed in front of him.

"Night North ......"

In the altar, Gu Moli wore a white dress, leaned over and brushed Yebei's cheek with one hand, and tears kept dripping.

Yebei was injured before, and his white clothes were covered with blood, and his face was pale at the moment, and he was even more injured.

Zhao Qizheng was stunned for a moment, the speed that Gu Moli showed just now was obviously a martial artist, and his strength was definitely not low.

Gu Bu was shocked in his heart, and shouted: "Envoy Lu An, you have also seen that the king of the north attacked the capital just now, this is a crime of rebellion against the capital, if you stop it, it will be the same crime!" ”

The Lord is the Son of Heaven, who can be hurt?

Lu Zhongyuan didn't answer at all, the sword of the god glared at everyone, and on the blade, the true qi surged, but if anyone dared to take another step forward, they would be killed on the spot.

"Stand down!"

An angry shout came out of the altar suddenly.

Yebei didn't have time to explain at this moment, and shouted at Lu Zhongyuan: "Zhongyuan, quickly take Moli and leave Wusheng Mountain!" ”

When Lu Zhongyuan heard this, he was confused, and when he saw the solemn look on his eldest brother's face, he didn't dare to hesitate.

"Sister-in-law, let's go."

Lu Zhongyuan gently pulled Gu Moli from his arm with one hand, couldn't help but say, and retreated.

Seeing the two leaving, Yebei looked to the side and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, just leave!" ”

"There are more than six rhymes!"

"What?!"

Zhao Qizheng was stunned for a moment.

At the same time, Long Yanyan and Xuan Rong in the distance were also completely shocked when they heard this.

From ancient times to the present, the dragon vein and rhyme are all six ways, as long as you carry it, it is a success, and it has never changed.

Right now, Yebei is saying more than six ways, how is this possible?!

Rumble!!

Above the sky, a thunderclap exploded, resounding through the sky.

"Let's go!" Yebei shouted again, once it fell, these people nearby would die in an instant.

Zhao Qizheng looked up at the sky, and the light appeared in the terrifying "giant hole" above the sky, brewing a rhyme, obviously there.

"Lord Beiwang, be careful."

Zhao Qizheng clasped his hands into fists and bowed, his face could not hide his apologies.

Obviously, the action of the Northern King just now was not to attack the capital lord, but to fear that the capital lord would be affected by the aura.

"Praetorian Guards withdraw!"

As soon as the words fell, with a wave of his big hand, he led everyone to dodge hundreds of meters away.

The altar was empty within a radius of 100 meters, Yebei slowly got up, clenched the Beiwang Sword in his hand, and looked directly at the Nine Heavens Sky with a pair of resolute eyes.

The dark clouds overpower the thunder flashing, as far as the eye can see, bringing a shocking sense of oppression.

In the center, a light appeared in the "giant hole".

Yebei can clearly feel that there is still a rhyme about to come, and there are definitely more than six daos.

Among the hundreds of people abroad, most of them have rushed to the halfway, all of them are the people who are crowned kings, and at this time they feel the infinite sense of oppression in the sky, and they stop moving for a while.

"Damn, didn't you say that there are only six qi rhymes, how can there be any?" One person looked at the sky and couldn't help but curse.

At the moment, they have all rushed out of the halfway, is this up or not?

"Go back first." The old man in the Philippines clenched his molars and drank heavily.

The power of this aura is far beyond what they can resist, and they must not be reckless.

As for more than six qi rhymes, this is undoubtedly a good thing, and it is estimated that it will be difficult for him to resist it in the night north.

In the distance, Gu Moli broke free with one hand and turned back.

Lu Zhongyuan sighed and did not forcibly stop him.

Yebei just asked him to take Gu Moli away from Wusheng Mountain, and Lu Zhongyuan rarely disobeyed his order.

Gu Moli didn't feel at ease to leave, Lu Zhongyuan was not.

But when the military order was issued, he had to obey, but right now, he disobeyed the order given by Yebei.

The two of them really didn't feel at ease to leave.

Long Yanyan stood with his head held high, his eyes locked on the "giant hole", and his eyes could not hide his incomprehension.

Why is there more than six dragon veins and rhymes? This is something that has never happened before, is it because God is jealous of the talent, and he has to put the night north to death?

"Amitabha, the heavenly calamity, this is the heavenly calamity." Xuanrong folded his hands, shook his head and sighed.

Obviously, the aura of the six dragon veins has fallen, but Yebei is still standing in the altar with a sword, and the wrath of Tianwei is not only not extinguished, but even more angry, and the result is self-evident.

As for how many more are there, no one knows, and the only one who knows must be that it will come even more violently, until the Northern King is wiped out......

Xuan Rong knew this, and Long Yan also knew that he didn't care about the danger at the moment, facing the strong wind, he dodged forward and shouted at the altar: "Yebei, quickly retreat, if there are more than six dragon veins, what do you carry?" If you stay, you will surely die! ”

The deep voice resounded through this valley, and in the distance, those foreign warriors naturally heard it, and they all smiled and stood still, just waiting for Yebei to be buried in the altar.

Yebei turned his back to Long Yanyan and smiled indifferently, his blood-stained white clothes dancing around under the strong wind, making a burst of hunting sounds.

"What do you carry? Carry it with your life. ”

"The dragon vein charm has not been terminated now, if I withdraw, it will inevitably collapse, if the dragon vein is scattered, Huaguo will decline! I only have to live for one day before I let this happen! ”

Lang Lang said a word and went straight to the sky.

As soon as the words fell, in the "giant hole", a rhyme condensed like substance, and the color was more intense than before, as if there was a monstrous rage, facing the middle of the altar, and it fell with a bang.