As soon as Xue Zha started the fight, the two old men of the Imperial Realm that Xue Zha had seen many times came together.

"Xue Zha, just take it with your hands tied, and I can use you to regain the lost ground!"

"What nonsense to talk to him, kill him, I see who can stop me from the rise of the Cloud Kingdom!"

The two old men of the Imperial Realm were soft and fierce, one of them had just arrived, and the other was protected in front of the black cat, which seemed to give Xue Zha a room to maneuver, but when Xue Zha really dared to talk about it, this old man Huang Jing would definitely step forward with the black cat to kill him.

Xue Zha will not choose to be weak in front of the enemy, from a certain point of view, talking to the other party is to show his cowardice.

"Kill me...... I'm afraid you Bai Guo are not qualified for this!"

Xue Zha snorted coldly, and the crown of the language crown above his head appeared, and the nine royal realm idiom gems shone brightly.

"You know, unless I want to...... I am immortal!"

Xue Zha chuckled, and as soon as his mind moved, the green gem that represented the [Famous in History] flew out from the crown of the King of Words.

This gem flew to the back of Xue Zha's head, and then turned into a giant pillar that was inserted into the sky, looking at the mottled patina on the giant pillar, which is the trace of time, it represents "time".

Xue Zha leaned back, he leaned against this bronze giant pillar and rose into the air, surrounded by seven-colored lights, he stood high in the sky of the entire city at this moment, he shouted: "Where is the army of the Yun Kingdom, dare to fight?"

Xue Zha did this, it was a contempt for the two Emperor Realm powerhouses, one of the two made a move, but he didn't even knock off a corner of Xue Zha's clothes, such a result, with Xue Zha's high-profile and sassy appearance, listening to his words that directly shouted at the national army, the two Emperor Realm old men felt that their faces were hot.

"Xue Zha, you dare!"

The old man of the Imperial Realm, who wanted to give Xue Zha room for maneuver before, was furious at this time, his hair was all open and he rose into the air, holding a half-illusory and half-peaceful jade in his right hand, on which the word "borrow" was faintly visible.

Xue Zha's face was puzzled when he swept the word, but soon, a whirlpool appeared at the bottom of the bronze giant pillar behind him, and he felt that the whirlpool was like a black hole, constantly extracting the power on the bronze giant pillar, and by the way, the whirlpool wiped out his spiritual power little by little.

"Is that how to use it?"

Xue Zha was clear, but he didn't have an idea of how to condense the "language disk", and at this time, even if he knew what effect the other party had on writing on the language disk, it was very difficult for him to return his way to others.

When Xue Zha thought of "returning his body in the way of others", he once again saw the energy gate in his body, this time, the door was still only fleeting, like a beauty, he opened his clothes twice to show Xue Zhe, but he didn't let him approach, which was very annoying.

"Damn, play with me!"

Xue Zha was anxious to go crazy, and at this time, the energy in the bronze giant pillar behind him was being extracted by the whirlpool, looking back, the bronze giant pillar that was originally as real as the real existence became illusory and faint at this moment, and after a while, I am afraid that Xue Zha, the king realm idiom gem, will dissipate, let alone move towards the emperor realm, it is estimated that he will fall from the peak of the king realm to the eight king realm idiom gem realm.

"What should I do?"

Xue Zha pinched the ink-stained brush in his hand, and with a flash of gold in his eyes, a poem appeared in front of him, and he brushed it a little bit, and soon wrote the poem on paper.

"Killed millions of soldiers in Jiangnan, and the sword on his waist was still bloody. ”

"The old thief doesn't know the heroes, so he just asks for the name. ”

Shicheng, a piece of paper on the baffle on Xue Zha's chest flew up, and a clanging sword roar sounded in mid-air, and with a bang, the paper instantly turned into a blood-stained long sword.

The sword is four feet long, the sword is divided into eight sides, and there are stinky drops of blood dripping from the tip of the sword, and every drop of blood seems to have a million soldiers roaring, and that kind of majesty is so powerful that the quasi-emperor realm powerhouse who released the word "borrow" to attack Xue Zha is shaking.

"Xue Zha, you ......"

The quasi-emperor realm old man gritted his teeth and insisted, wanting to criticize Xue Zha's behavior of fighting with poetry in the rivers and lakes, but he saw Xue Zha's holding of the sword, and with a swipe, the blade of the sword slashed straight towards his neck.

This quasi-emperor realm powerhouse didn't dare to hesitate, his mind was racing, and the crown of words appeared on his head, and two of the cyan gems were about to light up immediately, but it was too late.

The sword in Xue Zha's hand is a poem written by Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, called "The Monk", which has both the domineering killing atmosphere and the emperor's dragon crying, coupled with the ridicule of the monk at that time in the context, this poem can be described as a decisive killing.

"In that case, how can time be delayed?"

With a swipe, the blood sword cut the neck of the old man who was a quasi-emperor realm powerhouse, and the blood fountain erupted, and the head of an old man with a white beard and hair in disbelief was thrown high and then slammed to the ground.

Xue Zha held a long sword dripping with blood, he floated in the air and looked at another quasi-emperor realm old man, snorted, raised his hand and pointed at the man, and said, "Come on...... I'll send you all the way with him!"

"No...... No, no, no!"

This quasi-emperor realm old man, who was the first to make a move at Xue Zha, but was half a beat slow to respond to Xue Zha's shouting that their national army was half a beat slower, and he felt that if he could, he would want to run now.

Xue Zha pursed his lips, snorted, his eyes followed his gaze, and found a foot merchant carrying a flat burden, he remembered the previous incident when the Yun Guo National Army was attached to Xuan'er's father and daughter, he chuckled lightly and pointed the tip of his sword directly at the foot merchant and said, "Come on...... The army of the Yun Kingdom dares to fight!"

"Hehe, yes and no!"

A white glow rose from the foot merchant, and an old man with white hair and beard and a purple face gradually turned from illusion to tranquility.

He stood on the same level as Xue Zha, and then said: "I really didn't expect that a language king can also write poetry, and we old guys have also heard of you, but you shouldn't have come to my Yunguo capital to die!"

As he spoke, the man turned his hand and dragged a palm-sized jade with four words written on the front of it: "Borrow the corpse to return the soul".

After Xue Zha saw these four words, he sounded the pamphlet that Bai Qingshan, the ancestor of the Bai Kingdom, had left to the royal family of the Bai Kingdom, and he seemed to have touched the edge of something, but he couldn't grasp the thing.

"What the hell is it, what have I forgotten?"

Endless poems, articles, idioms and phrases flashed in Xue Zha's mind, but for a while, he just couldn't find the point.

At this moment, the blood sword in his hand became illusory, and then gradually disappeared.

And the real Emperor Realm powerhouse, he was also at this time, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the language disc in his hand was thrown, and he was about to launch the Imperial Realm idiom of "borrowing the corpse to return the soul" when he opened his mouth.

How could Xue Zha let him really launch it, before he figured out how strong the power of the Imperial Realm was, he didn't dare to be easily attacked by the other party.

"Gently grass on the plains, one year old and one withered. ”

"Wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows. ”

Xue Zha's right wrist quickly retracted, and a small poem was waved, and immediately, the paper floated up and turned into a spring breeze.

Xue Zha was blown by the spring breeze, and in his right hand, the blood sword resurfaced again, and if you look closely, there is a blue and red color around the blood sword, like a beacon fire, giving people a feeling that the fire can't be extinguished, this is the purpose of Xue Zhe to write this poem, to bless the blood sword for a long time.

"Do you think you'll have a chance to play idioms under my attack?"

Xue Zha chuckled, from the old man's foreign trade, it was not difficult for Xue Zha to guess that the other party was not the Yunguo Army.

But he said: "No matter who you are, if you want to use the imperial idiom on me, it will never be possible!"

With a brush, Xue Zha's long sword slashed a batch, and two blood-colored sword qi slashed out, this is a real cross slash, far stronger than the cross slash issued by the claws of the black cat, the divine beast of the Cloud Kingdom.