fifth form

Chapter 162 Satisfaction
"No!"

The ear-piercing and sharp sound spread explosively.

The instant loud noise was like a shock wave, spreading wildly in all directions.

Zhang Xuezhou only felt that after his eyes were temporarily blinded, his ears were also deaf.

Indistinctly, Dong Zhongshu's small voice of pain came, and Sima Xiangru groaned after breaking the strings.

The blood in the chest was rolling, and Zhang Xuezhou felt a little floating in his body.

But the pain in his body immediately told him that he was really floating up, and someone even bumped into him, and the two of them tumbled down.

It hurts a lot to be hit by someone, but Zhang Xuezhou would rather be hit by someone than the shock wave damage caused by His Majesty's voice.

A wave of warmth poured over his face, followed by the smell of blood.

Zhang Xuezhou wanted to reach out to wipe away the blood pouring into his nostrils, but the huge pain from his arm clearly told him the consequences of encountering this sound shock wave, which made him turn his head around.

It was difficult for the nostrils to recover unobstructed for a while, so Zhang Xuezhou had to open his mouth to breathe heavily.

He stumbled a little, but Zhang Xuezhou struggled to stay as far away as possible.

The aftermath of this kind of battle was too violent, if he hadn't been in the vicinity of Dong Zhongshu, Sima Xiangru and others, he might have lost his life.

He desperately urged the well-preserved demon power in his body, and the feathers in his arms continued to grow.

When fanning vigorously, Zhang Xuezhou only felt his body moving backwards rapidly.

"Crane-shaped fist?"

Zhang Xuezhou always flaps his wings as far as possible to fly forward, and rarely flies backwards.

The only thing that can be explained is that he unknowingly used the ability of "Crane Fist" in reality, which caused Fei Zong to have the ability to fly upside down and dodge.

"No!"

When His Majesty made a sharp and ear-piercing sound again, Zhang Xuezhou felt as if his body had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his painful arm immediately became numb.

His body fell straight down, and the recoil from the heavy impact on the ground made Zhang Xuezhou a little more awake.

"town!"

With the help of demon power, he quickly moved away from the center of the battlefield. When Zhang Xuezhou used his ability again, he had already replaced it with the life-saving too-halal technique.

The instant suppression of the injury made the pain return quickly, and the severe pain continued to subside, and even his vision and hearing continued to recover.

Zhang Xuezhou must thank Li Jiao for giving up, allowing him to learn this life-saving technique.

Zhang Xuezhou can't remember how many times he relied on this Taiqing technique to save his life.

If possible, he hopes to go to the northern military region to look for Li Jiao after his strength rises, so as to learn the rest of the Taiqing technique completely.

"The realm of cultivation has risen?"

When this thought came to Zhang Xuezhou's mind, he widened his bloodshot eyes.

More than two hundred meters away, the eight carriages were blown apart, and many people fell to the ground.

Only the flickering bursts of mana light and blood light passive protection can prove that some people survived.

"I'm afraid that Chao Bugui was beaten to death. How can we get the inheritance of the Yinyang family?"

Although he has a spare tire of the prince, Zhang Xuezhou is still very happy to learn the follow-up part of "Nine Heavens Curse of Yin Yang Great Compassion" if he can use the inheritance of the Yin Yang family to cultivate upwards.

Learning the cultivation techniques of the Yin-Yang School does not require him to tamper with the foundation of his practice, and he does not have to worry that the reward he asks for from the Prince cannot replace the foundational part of the "Nine Heavens Curse of Yin-Yang Great Compassion".

Even the "Heart Mantra", which is as strong as the Holy Land of the Yexi River, cannot shake the cultivation techniques of the Yin-Yang family. Zhang Xuezhou also maintains a certain degree of caution towards the cultivation techniques of the royal family of the Han Dynasty.

He thinks it is the best idea to play chess with multiple parties, and he can practice whichever side is given the cultivation technique that can be practiced.

But Zhang Xuezhou didn't expect that his plan hadn't been realized yet, and everything was annihilated.

In the distance, not only is life and death difficult to know, but the prince's body has no mana fluctuations. Only Wei Qing is pressing on the prince's body, relying on his body to block the damage.

"No, my longevity, my Yangshou, my physical body, I..."

In mid-air, the human-faced and snake-bodied venerable roared.

But his crazy roar was difficult to spit out after a few seconds.

A black short sword was inserted into his jaw.

The fiery flames gathered in His Majesty's mouth swallowed in his throat.

"I expect you to come to Chang'an City to seek revenge!"

The black short sword was inserted, and a figure in a black robe staggered across the air.

As soon as he finished speaking, His Majesty's eyes widened, and a black light intersected with a white light in his eyes.

In the collision of light, His Majesty's body was quickly ignited by the flame he swallowed in his throat.

Like a rising sun, His Majesty's body emitted an instant hot light.

It was the light condensed by the flames.

Emperor Jing's black dagger was destroyed in an instant and turned into black ash, and the light immediately chased after Jingdi's figure.

After chasing for hundreds of meters, the flame explosion spread like the shock wave induced by the sound before.

As soon as Zhang Xuezhou lowered his body, the smell of scorched protein came from his head.

He stroked his hair, which had been burnt instantly.

"Fortunately Senior Brother Wu Chao is not here!"

Several sparks ignited the clothes, which were quickly extinguished by Zhang Xuezhou.

He looked into the distance with lingering fear.

His Majesty's flame explosion didn't hit the ground, which was the greatest luck for them small fish on the battlefield.

Even this flame shock wave did far less damage to them than the previous sonic shock.

But this flame strike is far more destructive than before.

Looking around, Zhang Xuezhou saw that a small hillside in the distance was directly flattened, and after the dust was flying all over the sky, only a layer of burnt white ash was left there.

"Father!"

The prince's low voice came, and then it fell silent again, and Wei Qing shouted "His Royal Highness" vigorously there.

Kong Ning, who was showing a monster body, was unable to flap her wings. Her body was as clumsy as Zhang Xuezhou's first learning to fly, and her left wing and right wing kept flapping.

But Kong Ning didn't fly even after running a hundred meters away, and finally started to run with a muffled grunt and flapped his wings.

"It's terribly fatal!"

Luli Yaowang, who was still awake, looked left and right, then at the Chang'an convoy rushing down the street, and looked in the direction of the flame explosion several times with lingering fear.

He finally didn't have the guts to gamble.

Emperor Jing can easily defeat Kong Ning, and it only takes a moment to kill them.

Even if Emperor Jing was seriously injured, it would be the same.

And from the mouth of Kong Ning's big backstage father, he knew very well that Emperor Jing was only coming here with a manifested body at this time, but if he broke Jingdi's manifested body or snatched the prince away, his life would be over, even if respected There is no way to keep him.

The deer force demon king grabbed the tiger force demon king with one hand, and the sheep force demon king with the other. His face showed pain, and then he ran crazily in the direction where Kong Ning left.

"Quickly return to Chang'an!"

A murmured voice came, and the eyes of the prince who was shaken awake by Wei Qing suddenly had two lights.

He struggled to his feet.

During the mission of this trip, he failed miserably and almost lost his life.

But Emperor Jing seems to have completed a certain layout.

The prince could hear the weakness in the murmured voice, but he also heard a trace of satisfaction in the voice.

(End of this chapter)