Nanzhou Chapter 42 Sword City
Chu Kui, who was about to come to lead the horse, saw the blood-robed man hanging upside down in the iron cage, his face was pale, almost desperate.
Huang Qiheng, who was cross-legged, also noticed the changes here.
The vigilant trio stayed put, ready to act at the opportune moment.
The next moment, the blood-robed man in the cage disappeared out of thin air, and then appeared behind Hua Wenxiang, "He is already a soul breaker at a young age, and his qualifications are good, do you want to serve under my sect?"
Hua Wenxiang, who was immediately decisive, suddenly wrapped in blood and soul energy, surrounded the three powerful beasts with one hand, and quickly turned around and handed over his fist.
Smash into the air with a punch.
After the blood-robed man easily dodged, he didn't fight back, and stayed where he was, waiting for the next punch to come.
Hua Wenxiang, who had to fight hard, quickly put the beast in his arms away, and then turned back the same way, the blood-robed man did not stop his move, and looked at Hua Wenxiang who was rushing with a playful smile.
Chu Kui in the distance ran over, "Little young man, I'm here to help you." β
From the very beginning, the arrogant blood-robed man ignored Chu Kui and Huang Qiheng on the side, and his attention was on Hua Wenxiang, who was holding the beast.
At a young age, he is already practicing martial arts and breaking his soul, and the Charm Pavilion needs such a talent.
Chu Kui joined the battlefield and joined hands with Hua Wenxiang to face the blood-robed man.
The blood-robed man did not use blood soul qi, and alone faced the enemy's blood soul to the extreme Hua Wenxiang and Chu Kui.
The strength of the blood-robed man is unfathomable, and the two of them are still comfortable in dealing with it, and he is like a fish in water in the dark night without revealing his bloody soul.
Huang Qiheng, who was meditating in the distance, tried to recover his blood and soul qi, and the nearly hundred-year-old man finally came back to his senses and seemed to recognize the identity of the man in the blood robe.
Blood robe, red hair, red pupils, and the waist card of the Charm Pavilion?
It seems that there is no doubt about it.
The Charm Pavilion is the largest force under the King of Xiang'an, covering the sky with one hand in the entire Xiang'an, and its reputation is among the best in the whole world.
And the blood-robed man in front of him has a transcendent status, he is the blood bat of one of the "Five Ghost Generals" of the Charm Pavilion, Zeng Chen.
In the distance, Zeng Chen was like playing with two children, only defending and not attacking.
Huang Qiheng continued to meditate on the spot, not looking at the fight here, trying to calm down and recover his blood and soul qi as soon as possible.
Zeng Chen, known as the Fire Bat, was as unpredictable as the Night Charm, "Joining the Charm Pavilion, do you know how many people's dreams this is? β
After tonight, Hua Wenxiang, who would hate the Charm Pavilion from now on, scolded: "Fuck off your mother's eggs, you've been rambling since just now, if you want to fight, fight quickly, and keep hiding." β
Before the flower Wen Xiang came, he had the worst plan.
If you really can't do it, you can use the three wisps of life-protecting qi given by the big daddy.
Chu Kui, who kicked the splitting knife with one kick, and Zeng Chen, who held Hua Wenxiang's fist with one palm, said with a sneer: "I don't know what to do, little ghost, when you arrive at the Netherworld, you will know how stupid it is to make today's decision." β
The jealous and hateful Hua Wenxiang looked at Zeng Chen, "I will destroy the Charm Pavilion you told you about sooner or later." β
Zeng Chen, who was extremely patient, condensed his blood and soul qi on the hand that held Hua Wenxiang's fist, and suddenly exerted his strength, and the strength was so great that Hua Wenxiang, who was born with divine power, couldn't break free in the slightest, "Then let's die with peace of mind." β
The fist was almost crushed, and the heart-wrenching Hua Wenxiang was almost torn off by Zeng Chen.
The arm is not broken, but it is dislocated.
Hua Wenxiang, who had no power to fight back, was slapped in the chest again and flew out upside down.
Chu Kui, who drew his knife again, was also a man, blocking in front of Hua Wenxiang, "Little young man, I'll drag him, you go quickly." β
Hua Wenxiang, who covered her mouth and coughed up blood, smiled, Big brother, you are too naΓ―ve, what kind of drag on this kind of pervert, from just now on, he didn't even use blood and soul energy.
Hua Wenxiang, who is not afraid of death and is more righteous, said with a smile: "Brother Chu, don't worry, none of us can die today." β
Zeng Chen smiled disdainfully, revealing two spiky fangs, "Don't be ashamed." β
Although I don't know the strength of the red-robed man in front of me, Hua Wenxiang knows that no matter how strong he is, he can't be stronger than his lazy father.
A wisp of breath should be enough.
But the next moment, Hua Wenxiang panicked.
How to use it, my careless daddy doesn't seem to say it?
I remember that the eldest father nodded on his forehead before, Hua Wenxiang patted his forehead, and gathered blood and soul qi on his forehead, trying to investigate the abnormality in his mind, but how to fiddle with it, there was no sign of the protective qi appearing.
Looking at the sky, a line of fish belly white faintly floats.
If you can't use your life-saving qi, then you will work hard.
Hua Wenxiang's blood and soul burst out again, at the moment of life and death, Brother Chu was righteous, and he Hua Wenxiang was a person who was afraid of death.
"You two hurry up, hurry-"
Huang Qiheng, who had been recovering his blood and soul energy, didn't know when he appeared, and his limbs were on Zeng Chen's body, locking him firmly.
Chu Kui's face was embarrassed, "Senior Huang, what are you?"
Zeng Chen had an ominous premonition, this old thing didn't want to burn jade.
Huang Qiheng laughed: "Brother Chu, don't forget to help me say hello to the city lord, and the rest will be handed over to you." β
Hua Wenxiang knew in his heart, he couldn't be indecisive, he turned around and hugged the beast on the side, the old-timers thought that death would leave a way back for them, and they couldn't sacrifice in vain, so it was better for him, an outsider, to be the villain.
At this time, Huang Qiheng was already entangled in an extremely strong Xuanhuang Qi, and the blood soul was getting thicker and thicker, as if it was about to break through his body.
Hua Wenxiang, who was holding a powerful beast, came to Chu Kui's side, "Don't live up to the hearts of the old-timers." β
Zeng Chen, who was strong, finally showed a panicked look on his face, and his blood and soul suddenly rose.
Bright orange is like a bright moon and stars, filling the night before dawn.
Chu Kui, a man who is also generally knowledgeable, cried and said: "Senior Huang has gone all the way. β
Immediately, the two ran desperately and headed west.
Angry, Zeng Chen scolded: "Crazy. β
He tried to escape, but it was too late.
On the rugged mountain road, Huang Qiheng exploded the blood and soul qi in his body, and the movement was so great that the surrounding mountains were trembling.
It was the blood soul of a strong man near the Ying Orange Realm who blew himself up.
When the dust settled, Huang Qiheng was shattered and his body was gone.
Zeng Chen, who was seriously injured, fell in a pool of blood, because of carelessness caused such a tragic situation, if he hadn't used the blood soul armor to defend himself, I am afraid that now he would have disappeared in smoke, Zeng Chen, who had hidden his face with blood, squinted to the west, and said: "Sword City?"
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Although the two of them were injured and hurried, their footsteps were not slow, and as soon as they got up, they traveled to the sword city hundreds of miles away.
Sword City.
The majestic city gate is several times more magnificent than Fengcheng, there are about five zhang long isolation stakes on both sides of the city gate, the people have to pass through the middle of the road when they enter the city, and there will be special soldiers at the door to check the goods, in order to prevent the flow of the law from entering the city.
Before the city was opened, there were already more than a dozen soldiers holding the gates, standing upright and solemn, all of them well-trained soldiers.
Chu Kui walked forward, and a leading hand-handling soldier saw that this man who was not a stranger was covered in blood, and hurriedly greeted him, "Chu Keqing, who are you?"
Chu Kui, who can usually talk to anyone, said: "It's a long story, hurry up and open the city gate, I have something important to report to the city lord." β
The leading soldier didn't dare to ask too much, turned around and shouted to the people behind him: "Open the city gate in advance today, open it now." β
Chu Kui smiled: "It's hard work." β
The leading soldier smiled and looked at Chu Kui who entered the city.
There was also a strange young man behind him, and the thing he was holding in his arms was covered with a black cloth, which should have been checked, but it was obviously someone brought by Chu Keqing, so he was exempted from this process.
After the opening of the city, people and traders poured into the city in an endless stream.
In the hundred-year-old city, the population is crowded, shoulder to shoulder, pavilions and pavilions are like heavenly palaces come into view, although there is a bit of dust, but it is enough to shock outsiders.
(End of chapter)