Valkyrie

Chapter 147

In the main hall, when Jiang Licheng was heading towards Jun Qingcheng, the aura of the void was like thousands of siege crossbows ready to go, and the tension was unprecedented.

Lin Huang frowned instantly, and when he flipped his palms, a pitch-black puppet appeared beside him.

Although Jun Qingcheng has stepped into Marquis Wu, it is difficult to compete against Jiang Licheng, even if her martial spirit is very powerful.

In the powerful Wuhun, it can't match the difference in realm between her and Jiang Licheng.

Lin Huang knew that the puppet in front of Jiang Licheng was nothing more than a mantis' arm.But even if it's a mantra, maybe it will make sense at some point.

Jun Qingcheng looked up, looked at Jiang Licheng coldly, and did not speak.

"Don't think that you don't speak, there is nothing you can do about it. The sword you just made to freeze the void was amazing, but it was useless against me!"

Jiang Licheng sneered, extinguishing Jun Qingcheng's thoughts with one word.

Jun Qingcheng still didn't bother to pay attention to Jiang Licheng, but stood in front of Yang Xuangan, looking at Jiang Licheng who was coming.

Jiang Licheng showed a look of sullen anger, thinking that his dignified No. [-] Marquis Wu had ever received such indifferent treatment, and then said: "This Marquis is really curious, besides the deposed genius Lin Cangxue, there are still people in this East Spirit Realm. There is such an amazing woman who possesses the Marquis of Wu realm at such a young age!"

"Say, who are you!"

Jiang Licheng snapped.

At this moment, Lin Huang had walked out of the crowd, looked at the middle-aged man in purple clothes in the distance, and shouted loudly:
"Jiang Licheng!"

Ahead, Jiang Licheng turned his head, only to see a pitch-black puppet smashing towards his head suddenly.Jiang Licheng sneered, with a look of disdain on his face, and as he waved his sleeve robe, he slapped the puppet away.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Jiang Licheng snorted coldly.

However, at the moment when the puppet fell down, Jun Qingcheng's eyes lighted up slightly, and he suddenly swung the long sword in his hand, causing the breath in the void to freeze again.

The sword light shone and stabbed at Jiang Licheng.

Jiang Licheng's face was slightly relaxed, but he didn't expect a puppet to distract him, and the girl in red seized the opportunity...

Afterwards, Jiang Licheng twisted his body, broke free from the solidified force of the void in an instant, and retreated suddenly.

Jun Qingcheng's sword pointed at Jiang Licheng's chest, but because the latter kept retreating, he never pierced half a point.

"It's time for Ben Hou to make a move!"

Jiang Licheng smiled awe-inspiringly, grabbed the long sword in front of him with one hand, and continued, "Benhou really doesn't understand how a girl who has just stepped into Wuhou Realm has the courage to attack me!"

Lin Huang looked worried, and once again manipulated the puppet to go towards Jiang Licheng.

The moment Jun Qingcheng killed Jiang Licheng and left Yang Xuangan.The figure of Xue Yihou in the field moved instantly...

I saw his blood shadow moving towards Yang Xuangan.

The Xuanzi Army and the Renzi Thirteen Kills followed.

Seeing everyone coming together, Xue Yihou sneered, and his body split apart again, which caught people off guard.

At this moment, Shen Qingshan also flew up, heading straight towards Yang Xuangan.

Boom!
In front of Yang Xuangan, Shen Qingshan and Xue Yihou slapped each other's palms, and his whole body was immediately blown away, like a broken kite hitting the wall of the hall, spitting out blood.

Xue Yihou laughed, and then slapped Yang Xuangan with his palm.

Shen Qingshan's tiger eyes zoomed in, but he suddenly turned his head and shouted at Lin Huang in the distance: "Plaque!"

plaque?

Lin Huang's expression froze, he turned his head to look at Shen Qingshan, and found that the latter was looking at him.Then Lin Huang turned his head to look at Yang Xuangan's corpse.

Yang Xuangan's corpse had already been crushed by Xue Yihou's palm, and turned into a cloud of powder that disappeared with the wind.

With the disappearance of the corpses, the hissing of the blood crow in the blood lake instantly became terrifying.The flapping of the wings became even more intense, and the frightening aura rushed out.

With the disappearance of Yang Xuangan's corpse, the seal on the blood lake was shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the main hall, everyone looked at the scene in front of them and felt a breath of death enveloped their hearts.

At this moment, Xuan Zijun and Ren Zi Thirteen Kills are frantically chasing and killing Xue Yihou, but the latter is full of smug smiles.Once Yang Xuangan's body is gone, all the people here will become his puppets when the blood crow is born.

Lin Huang's eyes flickered...

In the arena, after Yang Xuangan's body was turned into ashes, a string of words appeared at the place where he was sitting cross-legged.

"Yang Xuangan, the night watchman, suppresses demons here!"

Looking at the string of words, Lin Huang woke up suddenly, and understood the meaning of Shen Qingshan's shouting of 'plaque' earlier, and then rushed forward.

Under Yang Xuangan's body was a string of indented inscribed characters.

And the plaque that Lin Huang took off from the giant hall was a string of protruding big Yang characters.

Lin Huang took out the plaque and immediately covered it with the inscribed characters. Since then, the two strings of characters have been merged into one.

thump...

dong dong!

The moment the plaque fell, the hall suddenly shook.

The wall stones around the main hall began to peel off, and a little bit of starlight shone out.

In the main hall, everyone was at a loss, not knowing what happened.

As the wall stone fell off, countless light spots gathered in one place, forming an extremely powerful force, and the powerful aura occupied the entire hall, surging like a raging wave.

Jiang Licheng also stopped fighting with Jun Qingcheng, and turned his head to look at the light spots in the hall.

Xue Yihou frowned, feeling a little bad in his heart.

In the void, countless light spots gathered, shining like stars, dazzling like the sun.During the transfer, the brilliance shone in all directions, and finally condensed into an illusory figure.

"Who committed crimes against this King's tomb?"

In the hall, there was a thunderous scolding sound.

Lin Huang raised his head, only to see that phantom figure was a little old, but still domineering.The navy blue round-neck robe is waving, as if it has the spirit to rule the world.

Between the brows, there is awe-inspiring righteousness!
Yang Xuan feels!
Lin Huang gasped, he didn't expect that there was still a trace of Yang Xuangan's soul in the tomb of King Wu, and it was so powerful that everyone's breathing was stagnant.

"Junior Shen Qingshan, the leader of the Xuanzi Battalion in Xuanyuan Mansion, pay my respects to Master Yang!"

"Xuanzi camp is on the way!"

Two voices sounded in the hall one after another, and Shen Qingshan held his fists and stared at Yang Xuangan's remnant soul solemnly.

"Xuanyuan Mansion?"

Yang Xuan felt a little disappointed, and pursed the words 'Xuanyuan Mansion' lightly on his thin lips, and then asked hoarsely: "Since the young master of Changge, how many generations has Xuanyuan Fu been in?"

"No. 11 generation!"

Shen Qingshan respectfully said, "Now the Patriarch of Xuanyuan Mansion is Master Xuanyuan Tibing!"

"...It's been eleven generations!"

Yang Xuangan's eyebrows were slightly condensed, and he looked a little disappointed. The life span of a Wuhou can reach more than 500 years.He has only passed away for more than 300 years, but Xuanyuan Mansion has had eleven generations of patriarchs. He can imagine how tragic the sacrifice of Xuanyuan Mansion has reached.

"Who are you waiting for?"

Afterwards, Yang Xuangan's eyes shifted to Jiang Licheng and Xue Yihou, and before they could speak, there was a look of disgust on his face:

"You have the breath of blood crows!"

Xue Yihou frowned, and then said with a stern smile: "Hmph, it's just a remnant soul, dare to be so high above me, I am Xue Yihou!"

Xue Yihou smiled awe-inspiringly.

"Blood-clothed Hou?"

Yang Xuangan smiled slightly, "Compared to the evil king in the Yin-Yang Valley, he is nothing more than an ant. The old man was able to seal the evil king back then, but now if he wants to kill you, even a remnant soul can be easily captured!"

Xue Yihou was not afraid, and said: "There are tens of thousands of blood crows in this lake, and it is too late for you to suppress the blood lake with a wisp of remnant soul, so how can you suppress and kill me?"

"Is it?"

Yang Xuangan smiled slightly, shifted his gaze, and then stopped on Lu Han, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then said: "Little friend, can I borrow a gun?"

Lu Han's dark face tightened, he shook the golden gun in his hand, and then sent it out.

Looking at the golden gun in his hand, Yang Xuangan seemed to have a look of nostalgia on his face. He caressed the golden gun with his wrinkled palm, and said hoarsely: "It's been 300 years, and I can still see the Xuanyuan golden gun. I will die without regret!"

Afterwards, Yang Xuangan screamed suddenly, the golden gun in his hand vibrated, and the green dragon clinging to the gun flew out, heading towards Xue Yihou at the speed of a long rainbow penetrating the sun.

In the main hall, all the auras were suppressed by the golden gun at this moment.

Xue Yihou's complexion changed drastically. Looking at the approaching green dragon, his pupils dilated rapidly, and his figure suddenly split into two.But before the split is complete, a golden gun shines, as if breaking through the clouds from the sky...

The terrifying roar of the spearhead pierced Xue Yihou's head instantly with the speed of lightning and flint!
Xue Yihou's whole body was pierced through the golden spear, and was thrown high into the void. The tip of the spear sank into the stone wall and hung up Xue Yihou.

Everyone's expressions were shocked.

A wisp of remnant soul killed Xue Yihou in an instant.

This is the realm of the Martial King!
Even a wisp of remnant soul is an irresistible existence of Marquis Wu.

Afterwards, Yang Xuangan turned his head to stare at Jiang Licheng, and scolded:
"roll!"

Jiang Licheng's face was stern, he looked directly at Yang Xuangan, and said: "You can't make a second move, and this Marquis is not a Bloody Marquis either!"

When the two were talking, the blood crow in the blood lake became more and more tyrannical, frantically flapping its wings, and the evil breath invaded, gradually shattering the seal on the lake.

Yang Xuangan turned his head and forgot to look at the lake, and stared back at Jiang Licheng again, with a sassy smile, "You're right, but so what?"

Afterwards, Yang Xuangan turned his head to look at Shen Qingshan, and asked: "This old man can only do this, and I will leave the rest to you. No matter what, you must not fall into the prestige of Xuanyuan Mansion!"

Shen Qingshan nodded solemnly.

Yang Xuan smiled sadly, looking at the blood crows all over the lake, his old eyes were full of determination, and when he moved, he landed on the sky above the blood lake.

"Are you the night watchman?"

At this moment, Jun Qingcheng's cold voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

(End of this chapter)