Merry Evil Zun Xiuxian Ji

Facing the shaggy and pouring rain of arrows waving the Sha Xue Baodao, Nan He Dao Shen rushed towards the black-armored soldiers. He didn't have the means like Chang Xiao. Although Chang Xiao saw blood all over his body, But generally speaking, it's all skin trauma. Being able to scratch Chang Xiao's skin is already a very big thing, and how can the male hero sword god have such indestructible hard skin as Chang Xiao?

Affected by Chang Xiao's madness, Nanhe Sword God has learned Chang Xiao's infinite fighting spirit and determination to move forward. No matter how difficult it is for Nanhe Sword God to restrain the indomitable impulse in his body, for Nanhe Sword God, his life It is to continue to forge ahead on the Dao of the Sword. At this moment, he clearly feels a kind of power bursting out of his body. As long as this power is completely burst out, he will be able to swing the strongest knife!Male He Sword God is a knife idiot, for this strongest knife, he doesn't care what he is facing, whether he will die after swinging this knife!He only knew that this was his once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even if he died, he would have no regrets!

The male he sword god can't reach the tyrannical and boundless hard flesh body of Chang Xiao, so when the male he sword god rushed all the way and rushed to the soldiers who were rushing towards him, the male he sword god It has almost turned into a hedgehog, with hundreds of arrows pierced all over his body, but such a male Hexue sword god erupted with a tyrannical force that he had never had before. The blood was bright and frightening, as if a trapped animal was about to come out of the cage to eat people.

Nanhe Dao Shen swung his saber violently, and the more than ten black-armored soldiers standing in front of him were instantly chopped off. At this time, Nanhe Dao Shen, no matter how he swung his saber, every time he swung his saber, he would surely Having achieved something, at this time, the male He sword god seemed to be burning his own life, the flames were blazing and extremely blazing!

However, this swiping of the saber was just a foreshadowing for the most powerful final slash, and it was far from reaching the slash that surpassed all limits in the ideal of Nanhe Sword God.

The white-robed patriarch did not have the fierce and domineering male he sword god who never looked back, so he hid behind the male he sword god, and the male he saber god became his best shield, but the white robe patriarch also He didn't use Nanhe Sword God in vain, he kept sacrificing all kinds of Qi veins in his body and gathered them into the body of Nanhe Sword God. Those mysterious corpses can help Wu Corpse repair his body, and his white-robed ancestor naturally had the same means Come to help Nanhe Sword God continue his life.

However, the white-robed patriarch knew that the life of Nanhe Dao Shen could not be saved. Dozens of arrows in the god's chest had pierced through the internal organs of Nanhe Sword God. At this time, the stomach of Nanhe Sword God had been smashed and turned into a puddle of mud.There was even an arrow that pierced through the head of He Dao Shen. With such an injury, no matter what, he couldn't survive!

What the white-robed patriarch can do is to help Nanhe Dao Shen continue his life and help him live a little longer, but as far as the current situation is concerned, Nan He Dao Shen can at least swing a hundred swords with the sword energy in his body , and the white-robed patriarch faintly felt that although the body of the male He sword god was constantly blooming with sword energy, there was an extremely strong sword energy that was constantly accumulating and growing. When will this sword energy be released and explode? Go out, that's when the male he sword god will die and disappear.

The Qilin prince kept pulling his horse back at this time, and the meat-womb treasure brandishing a little doll in front of him was more ferocious than he imagined. He only knew that the meat-womb treasure was serious and eight thousand cavalry instantly turned into dirt and dust, but After seeing the means of the Meatwort Supreme Treasure, the Qilin prince still has lingering fears about the tragic scene. You must know that the Meatwort Supreme Treasure at this time has obviously not exerted its full strength, and has not used any divine channeling at all. With his own murderous force moving back and forth among the black-armored soldiers, the Qilin prince's martial arts may not be very strong, but he has seen a lot in the royal family, and his vision is very good. He has never seen such a fierce guy, and that male hero The God of Swords seems to be affected by the treasure of the fetus, he has been shot into a hedgehog by an arrow, but he still cuts one after another, and every time he cuts off dozens or even dozens of human heads.

The most hateful thing is that white-robed patriarch, this guy is really slick, he hides behind and makes a sneak attack, the white robe is not even a little bit dirty, but he quietly harvested hundreds of black-armored warriors The life of the pawn!

Although the situation is still under control, Prince Qilin feels faintly uneasy. It stands to reason that he still has more than 1000 battle armors on his side, and the exhaustion can kill the white-robed ancestor and the male hero sword god, but The treasure of the meat fetus is really a huge variable. This thing has killed [-] cavalry and [-] Yin corpses in one go. The mere [-] battle armors really make the Qilin prince feel unconfident.

Prince Qilin ordered a death charge, but his mount retreated all the way. Prince Qilin, who had escaped from the big team, suddenly turned his horse's head, turned around and ran towards Liyang City!

This Qilin prince can be called a tyrannical character, he has his own calculations in his mind very clearly, and he has figured out that today's situation is not good, and the meat fetus treasure that he regards as his pocket is actually not at all. Under his control, even if he exhausted all the battle armors around him, he might not be able to really fight him to death. After understanding this situation, Prince Qilin simply retreated immediately, leaving everyone around him behind. , galloping all the way, galloping into the city!

However, if you think that Prince Qilin just ran away like this, you are absolutely wrong. The temperament of a hero is often the most disadvantageous, and the meat on the edge of his mouth makes him spit it out, which is better than killing him. Feeling uncomfortable, although he is unwilling to mobilize Hechang prefect's subordinates, but now he has no other choice, there are tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in the city, and he can trample that flesh-born treasure to death!

Prince Qilin rode his horse into the city, and the obese prefect of Hechang standing on the top of the city had an extremely gloomy face. He knew why Prince Qilin returned in person, and he also could not refuse Prince Qilin's request!

So before Prince Qilin came to the city, he ordered, "Call out [-] soldiers and horses, go out of the city and surround those three guys, find a way to drive them to the bottom of the city, where bows and arrows can reach."

The prefect of Hechang passed the order, and moved his fat body to wait beside the ladder. Sure enough, Prince Qilin strode up the tower. Three people."

Prince Qilin nodded and said, "Ten thousand is not enough, at least twenty thousand!"

The prefect of Hechang hesitated for a moment, and looked towards the barracks of the Nanhe barbarians who had begun to feel a little restless in the distance.

"It must be resolved quickly, and it must not be delayed until those male He barbarians come to kill them."

The prefect of Hechang nodded approvingly, but he felt in his heart that using [-] troops to deal with the three guys was too much of a fuss. You must know that as long as the three guys are driven to the city, the city will be destroyed by then. With thousands of crossbowmen above their heads fighting together, plus [-] soldiers and horses below, do these three guys still have a way to survive?However, Prince Qilin was right, he couldn't delay the matter until the time when the Nanhe barbarians brought their troops over. The Nanhe barbarians had obviously seen that there was a change here, and they were going to come over to see if there was any advantage to take advantage of.

The prefect of Hechang sent another order to go down. At this time, the previous [-] soldiers and horses had been prepared, the gates of the city were opened, and they filed out like a torrent of steel.

"Brother, these three guys are really scary!"

A general who had been standing next to the prefect of Hechang, who was wearing black armor and was no different from other generals, suddenly spoke, his voice was soft and soft, although it was dignified, it was still indescribably pleasant.

Prince Qilin put all his energy on the three people on the battlefield, so he naturally didn't notice that Princess Yuhua pretended to be a general and stood on the top of the city to watch the battle.

These days, if a woman stands on the top of the city to watch the battle, it will affect morale to some extent, so Princess Yuhua, who has always wanted to see the battle on the battlefield, disguised herself as a man and went to the top of the city.

The Qilin prince who is used to this kind of thing doesn't take it seriously, as long as Princess Yuhua wants to do it, just do it, who in the whole world can stop his sister from doing what she likes?Even if the father wants to ask Princess Yuhua to marry a male He barbarian, as long as Princess Yuhua says she doesn't want to go, who can tell her to go?Even if his father heard such words, he would never ask her to go, not to mention there are many princes kneeling in the dragon court.

The entire Yinkui Kingdom is supporting Princess Yuhua from top to bottom.

When Prince Qilin saw his younger sister, his face unexpectedly did not show a pampering expression this time, but became more and more fierce. Prince Qilin moved his gaze to the bottom of the city, and made up his mind that for Princess Yuhua, he would do whatever he wanted. No matter what, you have to get this meat fetus treasure in your hands.

Under the gaze of Prince Qilin, tens of thousands of soldiers roared out of the city, the horseshoes shook so that the ground began to tremble, and the more than 1000 soldiers who were completely unmoved even though Prince Qilin withdrew also all made efforts at this time, dying Cling to Chang Xiao's white-robed patriarch and the male He sword god.

The [-] soldiers and horses spread out like a dark cloud in front of the city, and quickly surrounded Chang Xiao, the white-robed patriarch, and the male He sword god!

Seeing this, the tense expression on Prince Qilin's face relaxed slightly, even without the Soutian Dajiao of the Nine Nether Ghost King, he still has a way to crush this flesh-born treasure to death with his human head!

Now it seems that the winning ticket has returned to Prince Qilin again, and Prince Qilin shifted his eyes to the obese Hechang prefect who was beside him, and said indifferently: "Prefect Hechang, if you can capture that meat-born treasure this time, You should remember to accept the merits, and I will tell my father to give you a Wang Dangdang with a different surname, who will be hereditary and will continue to prosper with my Yinkui country!"