"Don't worry, the young king said that he can handle this matter, he is the heavenly father, and the son of heaven is two. Chen Qingzhu actually said with a little weakness, after all, she had only seen He Xuan kill more than ten people by himself, but this time the opponent was not more than ten people, but hundreds of people.

It's not of the same magnitude at all!

After Nan Xiangtian replaced his son Nan Xiangwu back, he looked left and right for a while, and found that although his son was injured, he was slightly injured, so he put his mind at ease.

He turned his head, and his face became extremely hideous: "Give it to me, capture the young king of the Taiping Army, I want to live." It's worth living more. ”

"Understood. ”

"Alive, alive. ”

One by two, they rushed forward.

He Xuan smiled faintly.

Hundreds of gangsters with cold weapons in their hands came up, and such a lineup is estimated to be not far from a hundred regular troops. And in the early stage of Daming, he can easily deal with such a lineup.

He Xuan's hand rested on the hilt of the sword.

Brush Brush Brush Brush!

The sword light moves.

Sword Scales.

Sword Jump!

The sword is sprinkled with a long river!

Sword Qi Yangtze River!

These hundreds of Jianghu guests with weapons in their hands had never seen such a terrifying swordsmanship.

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

It seems that the sword is not a sword.

It's the Scythe of Death from Hell.

It is a magic weapon that harvests life.

These Jianghu guests, no one can avoid a sword.

People kept falling.

And these Jianghu guests are also brave people, plus once they catch the young king, they can be crowned officials, these people who follow the south to the sky are most interested in becoming officials, and being an official is more majestic, no more majestic than being a mouse in the secret.

Therefore, knowing that He Xuan was powerful, they rushed forward one by one, and they wanted to rush He Xuan to death. All kinds of weapons beckoned towards He Xuan's body.

However, no matter what kind of weapon they were, they were easily flashed by He Xuan.

It made them a little desperate.

Suddenly, a charlatan said, "Isn't there still a spring queen? There is also that little girl, catch them, and tell him to commit it." The little girl mentioned here is naturally Dong Xiaomiao.

The other Jianghu guests, as soon as they heard that it made too much sense, immediately rushed to Chen Qingzhu after the spring and Dong Xiaomiao after the winter.

Chen Qingzhu and Dong Xiaomiao couldn't help but be startled when they saw a large number of weapons attacking.

Dong Xiaomiao had never learned martial arts at all, and everyone was stunned.

Although Chen Qingzhu has practiced martial arts, but the woman is congenitally weak, she is better than a strong man in one person, and she may not be able to win against two or three strong men.

A group of Jianghu guests saw these two women, they were so frightened that they didn't react, and they couldn't help laughing, yes, this young king is weird, but the other two women are not weird, they can threaten the young king.

But I didn't expect that at this time, brush brush brush!

Two cold rays of light were like two dragons, surrounding Chen Qingzhu and Dong Xiaomiao, all who approached, some were twisted off their weapons, and some had their hands broken.

He Xuan hadn't used all his strength before, and if these people wanted to die and wanted to catch the queen of spring and the queen of winter, then they couldn't blame themselves. After all, in the soul of the original owner, there is a firm desire to protect the four queens of spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

He Xuan took over the body of the original owner, and the strongest obsession with the original owner had to be followed.

Next, He Xuan was even more polite, shooting all the way, killing all the way.

These hundreds of Jianghu guests were killed dozens in a moment.

Blood, spilling out.

Some blood was splashed on He Xuan's body.

His pale face.

Bright blood.

Walk on the blood.

It's like a demon god who has come from cultivation, Shura!

It's terrifying to the limit!

These Jianghu guests finally collapsed, no matter how much glory and wealth they have, they are not as important as their own lives. They scattered and fled in all directions. Escape into the nearby forests.

He Xuan held the sword in his right hand, and walked towards Nan Xiangtian step by step, Nan Xiang Wu father and son, and shook his head: "It's your turn next." I am one Father and One Son. You're naïve to want to use a few hundred people against me!"

Nan Xiangtian and Nan Xiangwu both collapsed. Damn, these are hundreds of people, there are people in the rivers and lakes who can fight, but it is quite good to be able to fight twenty or thirty, and people who can fight hundreds have never heard of it.

Moreover, looking at the appearance of He Xuan's bloody Shura, could it be that they are really the Holy Father and the Holy Son? Thanks to the blessing of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, many people in this era know that there is a Holy Father and a Holy Son in the West.

It is said that Hong Xiuquan considered himself the Holy Son.

And Yang Xiuqing, in order to compete with Hong Xiuquan for power, also pretended to be the Holy Father from time to time.

However, isn't this set fake?

Why is it that now, He Xuan really appeared in the form of the Holy Father, the Holy Son, and the two bodies? What the hell is this?

Nan Xiangtian's hand touched his waist, and he actually took out a pistol, he pointed the pistol at He Xuan, and said with some panic: "Don't come over, don't come over, don't come over, otherwise I will kill you." ”

"Yes, I still have a gun, a gun. The gun is invincible. ”

"Bang!"

The bullet hit He Xuan directly.

He Xuan wanted to avoid it. However, behind them happened to be Chen Qingzhu, the queen of spring, and Dong Xiaomiao and others, and if they avoided it, they would have to die.

Otherwise, just practice sword slashing bullets.

The bullets came too fast.

Can't see clearly.

By feeling, swing the sword, slash!

Brush!

The sword flashed.

Bang!

There was some pain in my chest.

Hey, I didn't get this bullet with all my strength, and it seems that it is still difficult to practice the sword to be able to cut bullets.

Nan Xiangtian saw that He Xuan was shot, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed after his great sorrow, and laughed proudly: "What a bullshit Holy Father, Holy Son is two in one." It's not been shot, it's not the end of it. ”

Dong Xiaomiao after winter, Chen Qingzhu after spring, Chen Qingzhu's mother Chen Qishi, and Chen Qingzhu's younger brother Chen Qingshan, couldn't help but be anxious, it's over!

However, in the astonishment of everyone.

He Xuan's hand touched his chest and lifted some of the clothes there.

Pistols are not as powerful as rifles.

Of course, the distance between Nan Xiangtian and He Xuan is quite close, and in such a close distance, the power of the pistol is okay.

That bullet hit He Xuan.

However, it is only the head of the bullet, and it shoots into the skin somewhat, at most about a third.

The rest, all outside.

This!this!

Doesn't this mean that even bullets can't be shot into He Xuan's body!

Is this still human?

Is this the Father and the Son in one?

The legend of the gods is not false.

This is the spirit that walks in this world!