On the martial arts arena in the martial arts division of Chang'an Town, in order to cover Bai Yiyi, who was sucked by the "Heavenly Attraction Dafa", escaped, but the ankle of one foot was tightly grasped by Zhao Nu, who was dressed in a big red robe and was as stocky as a mountain of meat.

Within three zhangs, if a realm is opened alone, all true qi, divine will, and the ability of heaven-given martial arts are all forbidden!

Zhao Nu, who was about to shatter the opponent's entire leg with his own strong true qi, so that this kid could no longer jump up and down to interfere with him, couldn't help but exclaim: "What kind of heaven-given martial arts is this!?"

Wuxin would not care about what the other party explained, after all, even he didn't know what the heaven-given martial arts was.

The waist exerted force, and the whole upper body bounced up, and both hands buckled Zhao Nu's wrists in turn, wanting to take advantage of the situation to remove his joints, even if in fact, in terms of Zhao Nu's horizontal kung fu, there was no need to be so careful at all, but he still had a trace of fear because of the other party's unknown god-given martial arts, which caused him to subconsciously let go of his hand, and it was precisely because of this release that Wuxin immediately turned over and jumped out like a civet cat, and then turned around and fled in the opposite direction to Bai Yiyi, and there was no idea of chasing after the victory。

Zhao Nu, who finally came back to his senses, scolded secretly, and after glancing left and right, he hesitated a little before deciding to chase in the direction of the unintentional escape.

Although Bai Yiyi is the daughter of the Martial Governor of Chang'an, she is just a five-rank martial artist after all, whether to kill her or not, for the current True Martial Palace, it actually means little, even if she can grow into a great master in charge in the future, but it will take a long time, and they have too many opportunities to target halfway, there is no need to rush this time, let alone from her body, Zhao Nu can't see a possibility that is enough to become a threat.

But Wuxin is completely different, judging from the contact battle between the two sides just now, Wuxin has shown a combat talent that is far superior to Bai Yiyi, as well as the extremely domineering God-given martial arts, if he can be captured alive and brought back to Zhenwu Mountain, then within ten years, the Zhenwu Hall will have another great master with outstanding combat power, but if he is left alone today, then in the future, the Zhenwu Hall will have an opponent with amazing killing power, this gap between coming and going, naturally self-evident, and if he continues to chase Bai Yiyi, maybe that kid will come to interfere with him again, and he is afraid that he will not be able to catch any of them at that time, so Zhao Nu didn't think about it for too long, so he made up his mind。

It's just that he still sent a message in the direction where the Pu Dao man was first.

After hearing the transmission, the wooden man holding the Pu knife on this side thought about it for a while, and finally chose to let go of He Jizhen and Li Heyu, turned his head to find Bai Yiyi's traces, and waited for the opportunity to kill the other party.

There are actually very few rules that a Jianghu person like him will abide by, but because of this, in the remaining extremely limited rules, he will not take the initiative to cross each of them unless it is absolutely necessary.

Doctors can't be killed, this is the first one, as for the other boy, if it is a few years longer, maybe he will do it if he meets it, but at the moment, let's let them go, kill it or not, it's not interesting, anyway, if this young man doesn't have any big chance, let alone run into the edge of the third grade in this life, it is difficult to even advance to the fourth rank of martial arts, and he is really not qualified to take his own knife.

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Martial arts will be performed on the martial arts field.

Ranked in the top two on the list of people in the three lists of the Hanging Mirror Division, her real name is Zhao Jin, a fifteen-year-old girl with the word Lingguang, with her own cultivation of the four grades of the great achievement to cooperate with the ability of heaven-given martial arts, she successfully evolved the Vermilion Bird True Spirit, one of the four spirits of the sky, borrowed a little power from the fire of Nanming, and broke the three of them in a crushing posture, ignoring Shen Jianxin and Zhang Zangxiang, who were already seriously injured, she raised her hands, and the huge Vermilion Bird Phantom directly merged into a flame streamer, and then converged in her hand, condensing into the appearance of a flame longbow。

When the wings are extended, the bow body is the bow, and when the tail feathers fall, it is the bowstring!

Zhao Jin's expression suddenly became more solemn than ever, she held the longbow in her hand, pointed at the target below, and there were beads of sweat rolling down her forehead, it was obvious that this blow was not easy even for her.

Holding the bow in her hand, like a full moon, the aura of heaven and earth all converged, making this bowstring as heavy as a thousand pounds, her eyes were resolute, and when she let go of her fingers, there was a translucent, flame containing the power of Nanming Lihuo shot to the ground Li Qingchen, who had been completely crazy because of reverse practice, and had consumed too much just now, causing the black flames around him to be uncertain, and Li Qingchen, who was close to running out of oil and lamp.

She thought about it, no matter who the other party is, it doesn't matter why the other party can let herself have so many complicated emotions, what she has to do is to do it once and for all, as long as this person is dead, then everything doesn't have to be considered, isn't it?

"No!"

Seeing that powerful arrow falling, Lao Wang, who had been watching distracted all the time, was the first to react and wanted to go to the rescue, he even ignored the blue-eyed Lu Cun Xingjun's hand to sway a grain of gravel heavier than gold through his body, and directly blocked in front of Li Qingchen, holding up his hands, and when he couldn't make a move, he caught up with the sword soul and hit the arrow above his head!

Needle tip to wheat mang!

One is the sword soul of the eighteen soldiers created by the three-rank martial artist, which has been condensed to the point of being close to the substance, and the other, although it is only an arrow of the four-grade martial artist, but the cultivation of its master is by no means weaker than the ordinary three-grade, and it also contains the power of the fire of Nanming, which is known as all things in the world, and nothing is incombustible, as if this is not a terrible divine fire that is not a human thing at all, even if it is only contaminated, it is enough to burn a grandmaster-level master to the ground, and the two collide, the sword soul between the virtual and the real derives an infinite sword qi to consume the power of the rocket, and the rocket containing a trace of Nanming fire essence also unceremoniously sprays the tongue of fire, winding towards the sword soul itself, and the two sides slowly dissolveand finally almost simultaneously annihilated.

When the sword soul was annihilated, the old king below also spurted out a large mouthful of pitch-black blood, and even staggered, and he couldn't even stand on his feet.

These eighteen soldier souls are his life's work, and this sword soul is the most important thing, the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, it is used to command the eighteen soldier souls, and it is the core of the soldier soul, and this blow just now caused the sword soul to be destroyed, which is tantamount to directly erasing half of his cultivation!

Nanming is not a loss from the fire, Rao is only a trace, and he has successfully burned this sword soul completely, not an ordinary heavy injury, if it is an ordinary damage, although it will also deplete his own original divine will, but he only needs to be reborn after the fact.

Eighteen Soldier Souls, endless, can be said to be one of the essences of the unique learning he created, but after this blow just now, it can be said that half of his life's efforts have been ruined, let alone recover in the future, I am afraid that it will be impossible to go further.

It has always been a hanger's appearance, and he doesn't like to show off at will, Lao Wang's body trembled slightly, because this sword soul was born from the combination of his true qi in his body and his own divine will, so the sword soul was burned, and even the divine will was implicated and hit hard, it can only be said that fortunately, the other party's cultivation has not yet reached the third grade, otherwise if Nanming Lihuo invades along the veins, it will be the real big trouble, but at the moment he is not comfortable, just now, in a hurry, in order to hurry, he did not hesitate to be hit by the blue-eyed child's mastery, and now the remaining energy is placed on the other wound on the body, and the remaining strength of the other party continues to fight。

He was in a trance, and he couldn't help muttering to himself, "It's really a big loss this time." ”

As soon as the words fell, the next moment, Lao Wang's body shook violently, but he saw a hand covered with black flames directly piercing his chest, piercing out from the front, Lao Wang lowered his head, raised his head and turned around to take a look, and found that Li Qingchen's eyes were pitch black, obviously because the time had dragged on for too long, he had gone completely crazy, and he could only laugh bitterly at the moment.

Retribution, everything is its own retribution.

"Bang!"

Devonina left Cui Zhao behind, her body bloomed with a golden light like a meteor, and she rushed up in an instant, knocking Li Qingchen away, and at the same time reached out to support the crumbling old Wang.

On this side, after this blow, Zhao Jin, who was no longer able to shoot the second arrow, even had a little difficulty maintaining the flame wings behind her, she had to lower her body, and then the rest of the True Martial Palace, including Lu Cun Xingjun, all put down the opponents at hand, and turned all around, clustering them in the center, firmly guarding, and at the same time looking at the people of Chang'an Division on the opposite side with a vigilant expression.

Up to now, after several twists and turns in the middle, the people of Chang'an who originally came to watch the battle and the rest of the dignitaries, the people of the wealthy lords of the family have fled, and they have died to death.

The people of the martial arts division of Chang'an Town also flocked to Lao Wang's side.

Devonina casually dropped the spear and shield that intersected with her life, this girl from the Western Regions, who had always been very arrogant, but had a fierce reputation, and even the invincible Yang Chen had to take the initiative to retreat when she saw it, at this moment, tears were in her eyes, and drop by drop uncontrollably, falling on Lao Wang's black and white military uniform that was so clean and tidy for the first time, but at the moment it was full of blood and burnt.

Just now, no one could have imagined that Li Qingchen would directly penetrate the heart of Lao Wang, who took the initiative to block in front of him in order to save him, the black flame with the power of burning the world, just burned his entire heart to ashes in an instant, and his heart was scorched and empty at the moment.

Although the body of the martial artist is strong, it is only relatively speaking, like Lao Wang, whose entire heart has been completely burned out, he can't survive, at least none of the people present can save him.