Poof!"

The long sword flashed, Ashoka's body was divided into two, and the momentum on Fu Nian's body reached the extreme at this moment, and there was an invincible momentum of God blocking and killing God, and Buddha blocking and killing Buddha.

Above the sword of the Holy King, the light is shining, and after the rendering of Ashoka's blood, it is even more sharp.

Saint King Sword Technique!

Seek the path of the inner saint and the outer king!

Today's Fu Nian's comprehension of the Holy King's swordsmanship has reached an extremely advanced level, and now the blood of the king of a country is incomparable.

It can be said that this time, Fu Nian used the blood of King Ashoka to refine the unparalleled edge of the sword of the Holy King, as long as it was carried by Fu Nian this time through the national fortune of the Mauryan Dynasty, this sword was the sword of the king.

If you meet a king of a country next time, you will kill him, and the national fortune will be much smaller.

This is also the reason why whenever there is a sword of the king, it will be collected, or destroyed.

It's just that Fu Nian's sword is useless for Ying Zheng, the fortune of the Great Qin State is strong and unparalleled, and after the law of Yun Dynasty, all of it acts on Ying Zheng.

This is not something that can be slashed with a mere king-slashing sword.

After all, the Mauryan Dynasty is not a dynasty of fortune, just a slightly more powerful mortal dynasty, although Ashoka will be the king of a country, and the national fortune on his body is the richest, but it is only one in a billion.

Because of this, under Fu Nian's Saint King Sword Technique, he will be beheaded.

It can be said that encountering Fu Nian is the greatest catastrophe in Ashoka's life.

......

"Poof!"

At this moment, Fu Nian suffered from the backlash of the national fortune of the Peacock Dynasty, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his breath was extremely sluggish.

Seeing this scene, Ying Zheng's eyes flashed, and he pointed out with his hands sealed.

"Town!"

At this moment, Ying Zheng suppressed the national fortune that devoured the Peacock Dynasty with the Great Qin National Fortune, and saved Fu Nian from the ghost gate, and when he was about to take the next step, a powerful aura locked him.

Ying Zheng raised his head, his eyes were filled with purple light, and at this moment, he looked more and more mysterious.

"Since you're here, let's come out!"

Because of the Son of Heaven's Qi Technique, Ying Zheng locked the position of the high priest at the first time, and this person shrouded his whole body with faith and hid between heaven and earth.

"It is worthy of being the Emperor of the Great Qin, he has such terrifying insight and such strange magical powers!" The figure hidden in the void walked out, and the golden lotus between heaven and earth appeared under his feet one by one.

Shrouded in monk's robes, the momentum is so powerful that even Yingzheng feels the pressure.

As the Emperor of the Great Qin, Ying Zheng could feel that this person and the golden lotus that was constantly emerging were actually the embodiment of vast faith.

The thought flickered in his heart, and Ying Zheng chuckled: "Step by step, it's a pity that your Dao has stopped here, I'm afraid you won't be able to take the last step." ”

Shrouded in faith, unless you preach to the heavens and worlds and absorb the power of faith, you can become stronger.

Now that the Peacock Dynasty is about to fall, it has lost its believers, and the power of faith is like a duckweed without roots, and this person's cultivation will surely fall.

"So, I'm here to suppress you!"

For his own self-cultivation, the high priest naturally knows the advantages and disadvantages, and the power of faith is, to a certain extent, the same nature as the national fortune.

The number of believers is like the rise and fall of a nation.

"There are many people who say this, but they are all dead, and I am the only one alive!" Ying Zheng chuckled at the high priest, "Do you think you will be an exception?"

"How do you know if you haven't tried!"

The two sides are back and forth, arguing with each other, and Yingzheng and the high priest are stalling for time, and they know in their hearts that the real victory or defeat is up to them.

However, the war below is the main thing this time.

At this moment, Meng Tian led the army to break through Hua City and slaughtered all the soldiers of the Peacock Dynasty, but the Nine Heavens Pavilion was defeated and retreated one after another.

The power of one country to gather the entire Brahmin, just one Nine Heavens Pavilion is far from enough.

"Human Emperor, your master is nothing more than that!" the high priest sneered, in his opinion, as long as the masters of the Brahmins are alive, the Mauryan Dynasty can be established after the extinction.

"I can kill you with a sword!"

At this moment, Ying Zheng laughed and shouted: "The three armies are in formation, today I want to destroy the country and kill the dragon——!"

"No. ”

Without waiting for the high priest to make a move, Ying Zheng's battle intent soared into the sky, fusing with the mighty battle intent of the 800,000 army below, and at this moment, the Xuanniao spread its wings.

"Cry!"

Xuanniao spread his wings and struck the sky and killed the Brahmin behind the high priest, and at this moment, Meng Tian was also the monk who killed his Brahmin.

Due to the sudden killing of the Battle Intent Xuanniao, Meng Tian killed in the air, which eased the retreat of Xiang Yu and the others, and the White Tiger of Battle Intent killed again.

"High Priest, I will give you a sword, the name of the dragon!"

The giant sword condensed by the battle intent was cut out, and the sword qi was horizontal, and in the eyes of the high priest at this moment, he saw Yingzheng's sword cut out, and the luck of the Peacock Dynasty collapsed.

Countless armies fell, civil and military officials were slaughtered, and the brahmins were wiped out under this sword......

This sword evolved into the image of destroying the country.

"No!"

With a loud shout, the high priest's hands were sealed, and a massive amount of faith power erupted, and a terrible voice sounded.

"Borneo!"

At this moment, the terrifying power of faith poured out like a river without money, forming a long white river.

On the white river, the people of the country, condensed by the power of faith, continued to pour into Yingzheng's sword moves, confronting each other.

One creation, one destruction!

Life and death!

At this moment, a black and white Taiji diagram was formed between heaven and earth, exuding a terrifying aura.

......

Ying Zheng's eyes were like torches, and he knew in his heart that as long as the power of faith in the high priest's body was consumed, the high priest would definitely lose this battle.

It's just that Yingzheng doesn't plan to drag it out!

As soon as the thought in his heart moved, the mighty blood on Ying Zheng's body rose to the sky, and the sound of the Nine Heavens Emperor filled the sky.

"Blood gasification oven, dragon gas into flames, refining all things!"

The mighty blood qi condensed a heaven and earth oven above Ying Zheng's head, and the golden flames continued to rise, suppressing and refining the power of faith that swept in.

This is the last resort of Yingzheng, and it is also the best way to deal with the power of faith.

After all, whether it is the emperor's dragon qi or the power of faith, it is a special energy between heaven and earth, and Yingzheng is full of qi and blood, and the true meaning of martial arts is like a great sun.

There is supreme power!

......

"What kind of demon law are you?"

Feeling the terrifying consumption of the power of faith, at this moment, the high priest was frightened, and the power of faith, which had never been unfavorable, was lost here in Yingzheng.

This was something that the High Priest never thought of.

"This is my Great Qin Martial Dao, this is the supreme power of my Great Qin Yun Dynasty!"

Ying Zheng was condescending, the Qin sword in his hand suddenly appeared, and a sword slashed out, the sword light was like lightning, and it disappeared in a flash.

......

"It's over, High Priest!"

(End of chapter)