Time went forward, about two quarters of an hour ago, and the yamen of the watchman was beaten.

Whew......... Xu Qi'an, who was dressed in green clothes, stepped on the stairs and slowly descended the stairs, surrounded by a group of officials with complicated expressions.

Haoqi Building was essentially Wei Yuan's office location, and there were many officials and think tanks in the building who delivered news and analyzed intelligence.

Yuan Xiong's new official took office with three fires, and he only had time to burn to beat the guards, and the officials in the Haoqi Building were not affected for the time being, if Yuan Xiong did not die, this fire would sooner or later burn to their heads.

Because they are all Wei Yuan's henchmen.

It's just that I didn't expect that Yuan Xiong just took over the position of Duke Wei yesterday and entered the Haoqi Building, and died at the hands of Xu Qi'an today.

The officials stood at the corner of the corridor on each floor, silently watching him, watching the green clothes slowly go downstairs.

In a pair of eyes, there is reverence, sadness, emotion, and tears.

The changes in the situation of the DPRK these days, and what happened in the yamen of the watchman yesterday, they saw it in their eyes and knew it in their hearts.

If you don't speak on the surface, there must be resentment in your heart.

However, those who can hold a pen in their hands cannot hold a knife. Those who can hold a knife can't hold that fleeting courage.

Wei Gong has been in charge of the watchman for twenty-one years, and there are many people who have benefited from him, and now that he is dead, the friends are scattered, and the parties are watching from the sidelines.

In the end, it was this young man who had been in the company for less than a year and was angry for him.

The officials looked at him, sorrow brewing in silence.

Xu Qi'an walked out of the Haoqi Building, came to Yuan Xiong's corpse, drew a knife, and cut off his head? Carry it in your hand.

If you want to ruin the reputation of Duke Wei, I won't agree!

The officials rushed out of the Haoqi Building and crowded outside.

When Xu Qi'an turned around and left? A choked voice came from behind him: "Xu Yingong? You run away........."

Is it in front of the Haoqi Building? The little guard on duty.

"Xu Yinluo, let's go, let's go. ”

"Xu Yingong? Lost your head? Let's go. ”

"Please........."

They seemed to foresee something, each with its own voice.

The sound is noisy, but the words are heartfelt.

Xu Qi'an's footsteps paused? Straight away.

He walked silently outside the yamen? On the way? People's eyes are focused on it? No one to speak? No one dared to stop him.

One after another eyes stopped behind him? Then he turned to the carrying head.

The crowd changed color.

The Tsing Yi quickly left the Yamen of the Watchman and went along the long street in the direction of the palace.

In the silence, a silver gong trembled: "It can't be like this." ”

broke into the yamen to kill people, and did not retreat immediately after the incident, but went out with his head in his hands? Walk to the Imperial City.........

Someone suddenly screamed: "He's going to the palace to make trouble!"

"Doesn't that work? Wei Gong is gone? No one can protect him like last time? He killed Yuan Xiong, this is a big crime of raiding the house and destroying the door, and he can't make trouble anymore? Gotta run away. ”

"Whoever can stop him, he can't. ”

It's too impulsive, the last time he was able to kill the Duke of Guo, it was because of the Duke of Wei and the death of the Duke of Zhu, and this group of civil and military officials was under pressure in front of him, so he could retreat with his whole body.

This time the situation is different, if he dares to make trouble, he will definitely attract suppression from the army and masters.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao carried knives and took the lead in chasing them out.

The rest of the watchmen looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"I'm waiting, I have a wife and children, and I can't be impulsive. ”

"Just, just go and see, just see. ”

"You can't do nothing. ”

As for how to deal with it when the time comes, they haven't thought about it.

After giving himself a reason, someone took a step and rushed out of the yamen.

Then, one by two......... Swarming out.

..............

At the end of the day, the autumn frost was heavy, and most of the people had not yet gotten up in the morning.

In front of a breakfast stall on the street, a stall owner walks up to the diners at the table with hot soy milk in both hands.

At one point, he looked at the street, his eyes widened, and the sea bowl in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, splashing hot soy milk on the ground.

The diners followed his gaze, and in the dim morning light, a green coat walked with a knife, holding a head in his left hand.

Behind him, he was followed by nearly 100 watchmen.

The stall owner slowly retracted his gaze and looked at the diners: "Is that Xu Yingong?"

"Ah, he's Xu Yinluo?"

There are also people who have never seen Xu Yinluo's true face.

"No, that's right, it's him, it's Xu Yingong, what is he going to do. ”

"Holding his head in his hand, hiss, is Xu Yingong going to kill corrupt officials again? ”

"There are so many beaters behind him........"

Street vendors, merchants who entered the city early, and some people who went out to work were fortunate enough to see this scene.

When he found Xu Yinluo walking along the main road in the direction of the imperial city, the people who witnessed it could not help but interact with each other.

"Who is the head that Xu Yingong is carrying?"

"Who knows, he must not be a good person, otherwise Xu Yinluo would not have killed him. In such a huge situation, I remember the last time I beheaded two princes at the entrance of the vegetable market, but unfortunately I didn't witness it with my own eyes that time........"

The voice suddenly stopped.

A few seconds later, someone screamed, "Follow up, follow and see." ”

The people, who were only amazed, suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter. immediately called friends and companions, and fell far behind the watchman.

Along the way, passers-by pointed and asked each other.

"It's like that. ”

"What are you doing with this group of beaters? ”

The people in the procession said, "The leader is Xu Yingong, don't you recognize it?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, we don't know, just follow and watch the excitement, don't forget, the last time Xu Yingong was so popular, it was the Chuzhou Massacre case. ”

The unsuspecting people were shocked and joined the team.

............

Imperial city, on the city walls.

Yu Linwei, who guarded the south gate, saw the spacious main road from afar, and the crowds were surging, and under the overlook, it was full of people.

First dressed in green clothes, then a hundred watchmen, and finally a loose people.

The team of nearly 1,000 people, the capital is prosperous and rich, the people are generally lazy, and they get up late, especially with the deepening of autumn, the weather is getting colder, and the families who are not forced to make a living are still asleep at this time, lingering with the warm quilt.

Therefore, it is very rare to be able to gather a large team of nearly 1,000 people at this time.

The Yulin guards quickly ignored the people, lingered on the hundreds of watchmen for a while, and locked on to the green clothes in the leader.

Xu Qi'an, the former silver gong, has a human head hanging from his waist.

The commander of Yulin Weinan City, with a serious face, commanded: "Preheat the artillery, prepare the crossbow arrows, and listen to my orders.........."

In the face of this big evil star, no matter how much attention is paid to it, especially in the recent tense situation, the imperial court wants to treat Wei Yuan's crimes, this juncture, Xu Qi'an is not good at coming, and the good ones are not coming.

The commander of the Yulin Guard, standing at the head of the city, shouted: "The imperial city is heavy, and the idlers stop. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and the Yulin guard at the head of the city adjusted the muzzle of the cannon and made demonstrative aiming.

Or raise the crossbow and draw the hard bow.

Just wait for the commander to give the order and launch an attack.

The green clothes really stopped.

Seeing this, Commander Yu Linwei breathed a sigh of relief, as soon as Duke Wei died, this rebellious young man also had to restrain his lawless temperament.

At this time, he saw Xu Qi'an take the head from his waist, raise it high, and shouted:

"Twenty-one years ago, Wei Yuan led his army to Shanhaiguan to fight a decisive battle with the Demon Man, Nanban and Wushenjiao, and returned with a great victory. If there is no Wei Yuan in this battle, there will be no great dedication. However, the high merit shocked the lord, which was not tolerated by the emperor, and he was forced to abolish his cultivation, take away the military power, and resigned himself to the court. ”

The watchman behind him looked angry and complained about Wei Gong.

Among the people, the young people didn't feel much, and the older ones knew that Xu Yinluo was telling the truth.

Commander Yu Lin Wei narrowed his eyes, his hand still raised.

"Twenty-one years later, Wei Yuan led the army to attack the Wushen Sect, and the faint monarch was afraid of its triumph, which was difficult to suppress, colluded with traitorous ministers, cut off the grain and grass of 100,000 troops, and joined forces with the Wushen Sect in Jingshan City to kill Wei Yuan and destroy the army.

Later, he conspired with the traitor Yuan Xiong, tarnished his name, ruined his reputation, and trampled on the victory of 100,000 troops in exchange for their lives. ”

The voice was high-pitched and loud, and it reached the ears of the people one after another.

Listening to them was in an uproar and commotion.

The army that went out to fight against the Witch God Cult suffered heavy casualties, which is a topic of conversation that has been rumored all over the city recently, and even the peddlers and pawns, when they stop to drink tea together, will angrily reprimand the eunuchs for misleading the country.

But the same thing, coming out of Xu Yinluo's mouth, is completely different.

The emperor conspired with traitorous ministers and cut off the food and grass of the army......... Unite with the Witch God Cult to kill the Marshal of the Unified Army.......... In the streets, the minds of all the people who heard these words were in turmoil.

The people's eyes turned red instantly, not sad, but angry.

If Xu Ningyan's words were true, to them, this was an intolerable and unforgivable crime.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Commander Yu Linwei drank vigorously.

The bowstring trembled, and the cannon popped out.

The whistling cannonballs, the crossbow arrows wrapped in white light, killed Xu Qi'an in one go, regardless of the lives of ordinary people.

The people screamed and fled in all directions, seeking shelter.

Boom Boom!

Cannonballs and crossbow arrows exploded in midair, as if they had been blocked by the Invisible Air Realm.

"I am so sad that I can't bear the 600-year-old foundation of my ancestors to be destroyed by the hands of the traitorous ministers........."

Xu Qi'an stood still, threw his head fiercely, and his voice was like thunder: "So today, the husband is angry, blood is splashed in five steps, and the world is vegetarian!"

At the head of the city, the artillery bed crossbow exploded in response.

Throwing people over the imperial city, a green coat smashed the city gate, and killed the palace.

...........

"Dog-Emperor-Emperor-"

In the Jinluan Palace, with this deafening roar, the Taiping Knife roared through the air, wanting to nail the yellow robe to the dragon chair.

The eyes of the princes followed the light of the sword and looked at the king who had been overlooking the court for nearly forty years.

I saw that Emperor Yuan Jing stretched out his hand and grabbed the edge of the peerless divine soldier with his flesh and blood.

The Taiping Knife spewed out knife gas, buzzing and trembling, but it couldn't break free from the shackles of this white jade palm.

"Do you think I, twenty-one years of cultivation, really so unbearable?"

Emperor Yuan Jing looked at Xu Qi'an with a smile, and his tone was calm, like a god high above, dominating everything.

The two of them separated the main hall, their eyes met, and Xu Qi'an knew that Joan of Arc and Yuanjing had merged.

One gasification and three clearing, one person of the three, one person and three people, can be divided and combined.

"You think I'm here to kill you just by getting angry?"

Xu Qi'an also treated it in a calm tone, and said word by word: "First Emperor Zhende!"

"You know who I am!"

Emperor Yuan Jing frowned slightly, as if he was a little surprised.

Airplanes!

The Taiping Knife shook out a series of knife qi, which made the big case of laying yellow silk fall apart, and let the golden step appear Daodao knife marks, and a certain knife qi slashed the small gossip bronze medal.

The gossip bronze medal turned into a dazzling clear light, and the next moment, Emperor Yuan Jing and the Taiping Dao disappeared in the Jinluan Palace.

Teleporter!

killed the king, killed not only Yuanjing, but also Joan of Arc.

Joan of Arc is a master of crossing, Xu Qi'an himself is also a third grade, and the battle cannot take place in the capital.

Otherwise, millions of lives will be wiped out.

Xu Qi'an swept over the princes in the hall, their expressions stiff and their eyes confused.

"The emperor has no way, Xu Mou cut it down today, and the princes are waiting for the results in the palace. ”

With that, he took out a small gossip bronze medal and crushed it.

Qingguang included him and disappeared.

...........

There was chaos in the noon gate square, the sound of trumpets and drums spread throughout the palace, and the Ouchi guards flocked to the noon gate.

Taking advantage of the weakness of the palace guards, Huaiqing led his henchmen and guards to go straight to the Jingyang Palace, where Emperor Yuan Jing lived.

"Tie up!"

The cold and noble eldest daughter waved her hand.

Twenty highly cultivated guards effortlessly subdued the Ouchi guards outside the dormitory.

Huaiqing held a stack of handwritten books in his arms, walked quickly, his skirt flying, and entered the palace of Emperor Yuanjing alone.

Crossing the high threshold, Huaiqing, who went straight to the imperial study, paused his steps suddenly, as if he sensed something, turned around and walked towards the bedroom, saw the formation drawn on the ground, and saw the beads floating in the air.

I saw the golden dragon struggling in pain and being sucked out little by little.

Underground Golden Dragon........ This is what his father is planning? What does he want to do?

Many questions flashed in Huaiqing's heart, and as soon as she wanted to get closer, she saw the eyeball in the bead rolling, staring at her deeply.

Being stared at by this eyeball, Huaiqing's heart sank, and at the same time, the martial artist instinct tempered by the God Refining Realm was crazy to warn.

Huaiqing was a wise and decisive woman, turned away without hesitation, returned to the imperial study, spread out a handwritten book on the big case, and stamped them with jade seals.

There are two types of handwritings, the first is an order to close the city gates, and the second is an order to deploy a forbidden army.

The handwritten letter has been stamped with the great seal of the cabinet, as long as the emperor's jade seal is stamped again, all the gates of the capital can be closed, and the army in the capital can be pressed in the city.

On that day, the members of the Heaven and Earth Society agreed that two prerequisites must be met to kill the king.

One, the battle cannot take place in the city.

Second, the five battalions of the forbidden army directly commanded by Emperor Yuan Jing could not intervene in the battle.

The five battalions of the forbidden army consisted of the Shenji Battalion, which controlled advanced artillery, crossbows, and bed crossbows, a well-equipped cavalry battalion, a cavalry battalion composed of fire, a charge battalion composed of heavy cavalry, a hundred battle battalion composed of heavy infantry, and a naval division.

This is the most elite unit of Daebong, whether it is combat ability, equipment, or masters in the army, they are all top-notch.

If this army can come out of the nest, not to mention the territory of Dafeng, even in Kyushu, there are only a handful of troops that can compete with it.

The purpose of their existence is to protect the capital and ensure that the capital of this country is captured.

After stamping the jade seal, Huaiqing rushed out of the dormitory, summoned the chief of the guard, and said:

"Go to the forbidden army camp quickly and give these five handwritten letters to the commanders of each battalion.

"The rest of the handwritten letters were sent to the cabinet and handed over to Wang Shoufu. ”

She gave orders in an orderly manner.

..............

Beijing suburbs, Nanyuan.

The formation engraved outside the woods lit up, and Emperor Yuan Jing, dressed in a yellow robe, appeared with the Taiping Sword in his hand, calmly looking around.

"Nanyuan!"

With just a glance, he recognized that this was the royal hunting ground, and the vast woodland of two hundred and sixty miles was indeed very suitable as a battlefield.

Emperor Yuan Jing looked at a certain place, with deep malice flowing in his eyes, shook his hand, and threw out the Taiping Knife.

The clear light flickered there, and Xu Qi'an's figure appeared, and the Taiping knife just shot out, as if he had hit the knife edge himself.

Bite!

The golden light exploded, and the Taiping knife was bounced away, and then happily put into the hands of the master.

Emperor Yuan Jing couldn't help but squint his eyes, his brows furrowed:

"Three grades? I understand, no wonder Wei Yuan's qi and blood were less than two grades that day, so he left his back hand. Tsk, if it weren't for the fact that I am extremely familiar with him, I would have to suspect that you are his illegitimate son. ”

Polluted by the head of the earth sect, he did not hide his jealousy, and his malice turned into murderous intent.

Jealousy is one of the worst emotions in human nature, this emperor who has been cultivating for twenty years, promoted from an ordinary person to a second-grade crossing, and became a handful of people at the peak of Kyushu, is sincerely jealous of this young man.

Compared with his endurance and humiliation, the other party was high-profile all the way, reaping fame and fortune, and even Wei Yuan was willing to pave the way for him.

It only took a year to go from a mere ant to a three-grade martial artist.

Xu Qi'an put the knife into the sheath, and sneered while accumulating strength: "If I tell you that Huaiqing and the Four Princes are his bloodline, do you believe it?"

Emperor Yuan Jing slowly retracted his expression and said indifferently: "You are provoking me." ”

In response to him, it was Xu Qi'an's brazen stab.

Stunning knife light slashed out.

Taiping knife + heaven and earth slash + heart sword + nourishment + Buddhist lion roar!

Jade shattered!

Accompanied by the light of the sword, there was a deafening lion roar, which was shocking.

Emperor Yuan Jing sensed the power of this knife, and his figure suddenly disappeared, flashing at an extremely fast speed, and a Dao Ming Huang figure flashed and disappeared, but he couldn't dodge this knife no matter what.

He stretched out his hands, palms wrapped in golden and black light, and held the sword light.

Laugh at........

In the sound of the dissolution of the qi engine, the sword light was annihilated.

Daomen Yang God, known as the immortal Dharma Body, is the sublimation of the inviolability of Jindan Ten Thousand Laws.

And once you step into the realm of a land immortal, the yang god and the physical body coincide, and you can even fight hand-to-hand with the martial arts.

Of course, the attack power and durability are definitely not as good as Takeo's.

Xu Qi'an appeared behind Emperor Yuan Jing and slashed it with a knife, he didn't expect the "intention" of the fourth grade to hurt the second-grade tribulation master.

Meaning is also to be cultivated.

The meaning of the martial artist can only be sublimated when it is in the second grade, and the third grade is immortal, which has nothing to do with the meaning of the fourth grade.

Just like the four and three qualities of Confucianism, it has nothing to do with each other.

What Xu Qi'an wants is to use this knife to bring the relationship between the two sides closer, and a set of combos will hit the other party hard.

Emperor Yuan Jing raised his head and howled silently.

Xu Qi'an's brain was "buzzing", and he was dizzy and dizzy, and the surrounding area was dozens of miles, as small as insects, as big as elk and wild boars, and he died one after another, and his body was intact.

Grabbing the gap between his Yuan Shen shocks, Emperor Yuan Jing rushed out of his sleeves.

Look at the mirror of the gods, capture the opponent's primordial spirit, and extend the control.

The spirit banner brushes out a dark light and attacks the primordial god.

Three Soul Eater Nails shot out, trying to pierce through the acupuncture points on the opponent's head, but under the martial artist's physique, they had no choice but to bounce off.

Two copper rings locked Xu Qi'an's hands and wrists.

The seven grades of Daomen are called food qi, which can drive magic weapons, including flying swords, and when it comes to the realm of Emperor Yuanjing, it is easy to control multiple magic weapons at one time.

In addition, Daomen is also one of the very few systems other than warlocks that has the ability to refine magic weapons. It's just that he is not as proficient as a warlock, and he can refine almost any magic weapon.

While controlling the magic weapon attack, Emperor Yuan Jing summoned a mouthful of Qingfeng, and a sword was handed out, and the brilliant sword light was overwhelming.

He followed the cultivation method of the Human Sect, and he was also the second grade of the Human Sect, and his attack power was no worse than Luo Yuheng.

Among the three sects of the Daomen, the Human Sect is the most aggressive.

Even among the martial artists, when it comes to attack power, Renzong's swordsmanship is also the best, and it specializes in breaking the copper skin and iron bones of martial artists.

Under the sword light, the Vajra Divine Skill lasted for a few breaths, but failed to hold on, and a sword pierced the heart.

Yin red blood splattered behind Xu Qi'an's back.

Emperor Yuan Jing frantically urged the sword qi to wipe out the vitality of this new third-rank product, his eyes flashed with the same malice as the Demon Dao of the Earth Sect, and he sneered:

"A martial artist who has just entered the third grade is also worthy of competing with me?"

He has been in the second grade for many years, and the whole country has cultivated resources, how can this kid who has just entered the third grade be able to compete.

"Got you. ”

Xu Qi'an showed a treacherous smile and roared, "Shenshu!!"

A deep, vast, solemn and terrifying aura revived in Xu Qi'an's body.

A demonic pattern like a flame appeared in the center of his eyebrows, his skin quickly turned pitch black, and a flame aura appeared on the back of his head.

Xu Qi'an's breath skyrocketed, from the early stage of the third grade, to the peak of the third grade in an instant.

This is not the power of one person, but the power of the two.

Bang!

The bronze mirror of the magic weapon exploded.

The spirit banner exploded.

The copper ring bursts.

"I'll take the lead!" Xu Qi'an said.

Now that he is a real high-grade martial artist, he controls the ability to transform energy, and he can also kill the masters of other systems in a row, and he no longer needs to be dominated by Shenshu.

"Good!"

Inside him, there was a deep voice from Shenshu.

Shenshu is forced to wake up, and the only one who can wake up a supreme powerhouse from sleep is of course another supreme powerhouse.

After waking up that day, Xu Qi'an said that he had only one request for the prison, and that request was to help him wake up Shenshu.

However, at that time, the supervisor refused, and did not say a reason, but just asked him to go to Yunlu Academy first.

After taking over the blood pill left to him by Wei Yuan from the dean, Xu Qi'an knew the intention of the supervisor.

Shenshu is a bottomless pit that can't be fed, if he is awake, Wei Yuan's blood pill will be cheap for Shenshu.

The next moment, a storm-like blow fell on Yuan Jing's body, and layers of air waves exploded.

Emperor Yuan Jing only felt that there were enemies in all directions, in the sky and on the earth. The blows came from different angles, dense like rain, impossible to dodge, difficult to resist.

This is Takeo Takashina.

Burst!

Xu Qi'an's hands merged, penetrated Emperor Yuan Jing's chest, and tore it hard.

Dismemberment!

Blood was sprinkled on the pitch-black knotted body, becoming more and more ferocious like a demon.

At this moment, Emperor Yuan Jing officially died, death in the true sense of the word.

The figure of the golden light and the black light intertwined fled, standing in the air, looking down at Xu Qi'an with a gloomy face.

Joan of Arc.

Xu Qi'an looked at the corpse on the ground silently, and scenes of the past flashed in his mind, flashing the majestic and indifferent image of Emperor Yuan Jing.

The sight of the emperor sitting on the dragon chair flashed.

Although he has long been replaced by Joan of Arc, although the emperor of the past has always been the first emperor Joan of Arc, he still has a strong sense of pleasure.

He killed this dog emperor with his own hands, and from this moment on, Yuanjing became history and ceased to exist.

Joan of Arc's face twitched slightly, although Yuan Jing's body was limited in cultivation, it was a real life for him.

One gas and three clears, one person has three lives.

After a quarter of an hour of fighting, he lost a life.

Jealously examining the god-like figure, Emperor Joan of Arc woke up to something, pointed at Xu Qi'an, and roared:

"It turned out to be you, it turned out to be you, you were the mysterious person who appeared in Chuzhou that day, and the seal under Sangbo was on you!"

He was resentful and hateful.

It turned out to be him, and the person who killed the king of Zhenbei was Xu Qi'an.

"I knew it was you, and after you returned to the capital that day, I should have broken your body into pieces. I regret it, how many times I missed the opportunity to kill you. You were able to hide from me because the supervisor shielded the heavenly machine for you, so that I could not sense its existence. ”

Joan of Arc's emperor's mentality exploded, he watched this little person grow up with his own eyes, raised tigers for trouble, and tolerated this little person's growth step by step.

Only now do I know that the person who killed his other doppelganger is around.

Xu Qi'an not only killed his identity, but also returned to Beijing with the corpse, jumped up and down, killed Guogong, and reprimanded him in front of the people.

Too much deception, too much deception!!

Emperor Joan of Arc was shocked and angry, the viciousness in his heart was like turning over the river, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I won't give you another chance." ”

Xu Qi'an said lightly: "Yuan Jing is dead, and after today, the throne of Dafeng will change hands." ”

Hearing this, Emperor Joan of Arc smiled arrogantly: "You are right, after today, Dafeng will indeed change hands, and it will become a vassal state of the Witch God Cult." ”

Sure enough, the Emperor's intention was to make Daehin a vassal of the Witch God Cult, and he wanted to emulate Sarun Agu.......... Xu Qi'an frowned:

"What are you going to do?"

Emperor Joan of Arc swallowed the aura of heaven and earth, restored his state, he opened his arms, as if to show his greatness, and said:

"Do you know the dragon vein? The dynasty ruled the Central Plains, ruling not only the people, but also the territory. The human heart condenses luck, and the dragon vein is the essence of luck and territorial cohesion.

"As long as I extract the spirit of the dragon vein and offer it to the witch god, the Central Plains will continue to have natural and man-made disasters, but because the dragon vein is not dead, the uprising often cannot succeed. And the Witch God Sect controls the dragon vein of the Central Plains, and the destiny of heaven returns, and it is easy to enter the Central Plains. ”

"So you're going to help the Witch God Sect kill Duke Wei?"

Xu Qi'an doesn't know about the dragon vein, but he understands the luck, after Dafeng lost half of the luck, the national strength has been declining over the years, either there is a drought here, or a flood there.

Year after year.

And the luck of himself, along the way, can always turn evil into good fortune, adventures and adventures, just one year to promote the third grade, on the surface it is by the favor of some bigwigs, in fact, this itself is a manifestation of luck.

If the dragon vein is not taken away by the Witch God Sect, the result can be imagined.

"Wei Yuan must die, if he lives, I am facing him today. And the combat power of a second-grade martial artist is much stronger than yours. ”

Emperor Joan of Arc continued to swallow the aura, and the violent blow just now caused him some minor injuries.

"Wei Yuan is a handsome talent that is rare to see for hundreds of years, he is not dead, Saren Agu is difficult to sleep and eat, even if the Witch God Sect holds the dragon vein, it may not be easy to enter the Central Plains. Of course, there is a third reason why I killed Wei Yuan, and you will find out in the near future.

"By the way, when I went to court, I had already activated the formation and stripped the dragon vein, do you want to rush back to stop it? I don't mind going to the city to fight. ”

I mind......... These Wei Gong also expected it, the battle of Jingshan City, the same Wu God Sect invited the king into the urn, but Wei Gong had no choice, if he sat back and watched the Wu God break free from the seal, even if Wei Gong led the troops to fight no matter how strong he was, he would not be able to fight a super ........... Xu Qi'an asked:

"You want to take away the dragon vein, and the overseer will agree?"

As a first-class warlock, no one knows luck better than him. Emperor Joan of Arc wanted to take away the dragon veins under the nose of the prisoner, and he was delusional.

Although the prison can't kill Joan of Arc, he can prevent the dragon veins from being siphoned off.

Emperor Zhende laughed and said, "Jian Zheng is the biggest enemy in my immortal plan, if there is no way to hold him back, how can I draw the dragon vein?"

Xu Qi'an frowned.

...........

Lingbao concept.

Luo Yuheng walked out of the quiet room, came to the small courtyard, and stretched out his white little hand towards the small pond in the courtyard.

A rusty iron sword burst through the water and delivered itself into her hands.

Luo Yuheng stepped out and disappeared into the courtyard.

............

Stargazing Tower.

There was a fluctuation in the void, and a figure wrapped in a wizard's robe stepped out of the void.

This is an old man holding a sheep whip in his hand, his beard is white, his eyes are calm and gentle, but he is such an old man who is no different from ordinary old people, and his appearance makes the sky above the stargazing tower cloudy.

The black clouds were rolling, very close to the stargazing tower, as if they were overhead, and blazing lightning swam among the clouds.

The moment the old man appeared, the gossip platform lit up with a series of formations and strangled him.

But the old man didn't seem to be in this world, and any attack on him would not work.

"Apprentice grandson, if you have Wei Yuan's ability to break the formation, Master Ancestor will leave now. Salen Agu said with a smile.

The supervisor twisted the wine glass and took a leisurely sip.

"The strength of the Great Bong State has weakened so far, how much strength do you still have?" said Sarun Agu sat down at the table.

Jian Zheng sneered: "Warlocks use their brains, and martial artists only know how to use brute force. ”

As he spoke, a chessboard appeared on the table.

"Let's go next. ”

"Winning or losing by chess?"

Jian Zheng said lightly: "No, this game is over, and the matter is over." ”

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PS: I will write this plot slowly, don't rush, write quickly, but don't write well. Speed and mass are inversely proportional. I hope you don't rush.