Su Changan's sword finally reached the center of Xiahou Haoyu's eyebrows. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There were no surprises.

Even if Xiahou Haoyu has extremely strong ambitions and has one of the largest layouts in the world.

But at this moment, Su Changan's sword finally reached the center of his eyebrows.

In fact, in Xiahou Haoyu's magnificent life, death was something he had passed by more than once.

But this time was the one that surprised him the most and was the most unwilling.

At the moment when Su Changan's sword reached the center of his eyebrows, his body shook, and a wisp of golden blood flowed out of his body at that time, and the majestic sword intent frantically poured into his body like a wild horse that had escaped.

He felt like he might be dying.

He was unwilling.

His pace of conquering the world has just begun, and his earth-shattering plan has just begun, but he is about to die inexplicably in the hands of a hairy boy.

But at this time, the sword qi was still in the body, even if he was a star, but under Su Changan's majestic sword qi, it was still difficult to have half a chance of vitality.

But at that moment, a sharp pain suddenly came from his mind, as if something was about to break out of its cocoon. Then, despite the unspeakable force, it poured into his limbs and bones.

Xiahou Haoyu was stabbed by Su Changan, and a black mark slowly emerged from the center of his eyebrows.

He naturally knew that it was a divine blood left to him by Sima Xu, and relying on the power of this divine blood, he was able to escape the pursuit of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion and successfully fake his death and get out of the resurrection in his son's body.

But the power of that divine blood has long been exhausted, and it stands to reason that he can't produce any changes that can affect the situation of the battle at this moment.

But when Xiahou Haoyu's body was occupied by that huge force, the black mark began to gradually change, from splashing black to a touch of blue.

At that moment, Xiahou Haoyu's eyes suddenly burst into a faint blue light.

The long sword that Su Changan stabbed in the center of his eyebrows retreated at that time, as if he had received some edict that was difficult to disobey.

And Su Changan's body was also at that time, and he took a few steps back.

The vitality that he had forcibly retained by absorbing the power of the blood qi of the Immortal Book Blood Chronicle also began to dissipate rapidly again.

He looked at Xiahou Haoyu at this moment with a shocked expression.

The emperor's eyebrows flashed with a blue mark at this moment, his eyes were also the same blue, and the momentum around him began to climb endlessly, as if there was no end, the long hair on his forehead was raised indiscriminately, and his clothes were hunting in the night wind.

He looked at Su Chang'an, with a majesty like a god.

Su Changan's heart was shocked, and he felt something extremely familiar from that gaze.

It was the breath of the Protoss.

And it's no ordinary Protoss.

Such an aura was only felt by Su Changan on Candle Yin's body.

"You... You..."He looked at Xiahou Haoyu, who was obviously unconscious at the moment, and said this, and some of the memories that remained in the divinity left by the candle yin in his body also poured into his mind at that time.

"You are Tianwu, Xiahou Haoyu is your host?"

He blurted out and asked with a shocked look on his face.

A hint of discoloration flashed in Xiahou Haoyu's blue eyes, he seemed to have finally come to life at this moment, he looked at Su Changan, and finally spoke.

"You have the divinity of candle yin in you. ”

That voice was extremely special, as if it was wrapped in some laws of heaven and earth, although it was low but also very penetrating, it came into Su Changan's ears from all directions, making the young man's eardrums tremble.

"Unfortunately, you're going to die. He continued, although it was a word of regret, but his tone was extremely cold, as if Su Chang'an's death was an insignificant matter to him.

And in fact, it is true, Su Changan is very special, but no matter how special he is, he is just an ant to him.

"He's not my host, he's my turn. It's just that I shouldn't wake up at this time, but if you want to kill me, I naturally can't stand idly by. It seemed that he remembered something, Xiahou Haoyu said again. Then he withdrew his gaze and began to take a look at his surroundings.

Su Changan wanted to ask something, but his head was dizzy, and a huge feeling of exhaustion instantly swept through his body, he knew that his vitality was about to dissipate, and he was going to die...

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Gu Fangtian finally returned to the Jin Palace, and he had already handed over his daughter to his confidant and asked him to send her out of the city.

Then he returned to the Jin Palace, alone.

He wanted to save Su Chang'an.

It's not that Su Changan is very important to him.

He just knew too well the nature of his daughter.

Before Su Changan arrived, he was about to die with that Xiahou Lin, and at this moment Su Changan stepped forward to save their father and daughter. If he woke up and learned that Su Changan died in the Jin Palace's palace for him, he would inevitably do something foolish with his daughter's temperament.

He didn't want to save his daughter with great difficulty, but in the end, he was exchanged for a walking corpse-like Gu Xianjun.

Therefore, he braved the wind and snow to return to the Jin Palace.

From afar, he smelled a strong smell of blood, which made him extremely uneasy, but he still gritted his teeth and came to the outside of the Tongming Palace.

The intensity of the battle had clearly exceeded everyone's expectations, and the guest guards had already fled the mansion, so he had not encountered any obstacles along the way.

When he came to the outside of the Tongming Palace, he saw Xiahou Haoyu, whose eyebrows were shining with blue light, standing out of thin air like a god, scanning the surroundings like an emperor.

And Su Changan was covered in blood, his body was shaky, and he was about to fall.

He was shocked, but he thought that he wanted to see people in life and corpses in death, as soon as he gritted his teeth and moved, he turned into a streamer and rushed straight towards Su Changan and carried his crumbling body on his shoulder, and then didn't look at Xiahou Haoyu, and the spiritual power around his body gushed out at any cost, and he fled frantically into the distance.

As a powerhouse of the Dao Realm, in all fairness, Gu Fangtian's actions could naturally be described as lightning fast.

But in the eyes of Xiahou Haoyu, who fell at this moment, it was as unbearable as a child's play.

He frowned, and at that moment, a hand was raised, pointing at the back of Gu Fangtian, who had gradually faded away, and a spiritual power was about to shoot out along his fingertips.

But at that moment, a rickety figure stopped in front of him.

It was an old man, with a rickety figure, always keeping his head down, as if it was a matter of great rudeness to look up at people in his capacity.

Actually, as a eunuch, this is not a strange thing.

But he has been following Xiahou Haoyu for a long, long time.

Xiahou Haoyu's courtiers have changed for several generations, but he is still following behind this emperor like a shadow. No one knew what his name was, only that his surname was Wang, and everyone in the palace called him a prince.

"Your Majesty, it's time to wake up. His shrill duck voice pierced through the wind and snow and resounded in the uninhabited Tongming Hall of Nuoda.

His head was still bowed, and his demeanor was unusually respectful.

But above his head, a star suddenly lit up and reflected on him, shining his clumsy figure like the sun.

Xiahou Haoyu was stunned at that time, a look of shock appeared in his eyes, and then the brilliance inside suddenly dissipated, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, his eyes became hollow, and his body fell straight to the ground.