A few minutes ago, when the "main course" was delayed, Hua Jingang became furious and led his men to the kitchen, preparing to kill people and establish his power. He finally invited the sect's protector to come to Wancheng in person, so he needed eye drops at the critical moment, right?
As a result, after pushing open the door, he saw corpses on the ground, and everyone's eyebrows had been pierced with strong finger force. This reminded him of the secret blood of an unknown person who liked yin people in the mouth of his former King Kong.
Musha.
Such a discovery made him overjoyed. The other party's hands were stained with the blood of the sect's senior leaders. If he could be caught, it would be a great achievement.
Huajingang quickly returned to the main hall, knelt down and asked Protector Zuo to take action.
In just a short moment, everyone caught up with him.
He Zhao frowned. How the other party learned about his whereabouts was not important. What was important was the children running away behind him.
"A person actually dares to go against our Golden Chan Cult. Haha, I will send someone to capture them later, and in front of you, they will take out their heart and liver bit by bit and eat them." Protector Zuo's voice was hoarse, and he looked like a real person.
Metamorphosis in the world.
"Didn't you hear what the protector said?" Hua Jingang stood aside and shouted angrily, secretly thinking that these stupid men had no eyesight at all. "Hurry up and chase them! Don't hurt them while riding. They are missing a hair.
I will take you all into my house as my concubines."
"yes!"
After hearing this, Huajingang's followers immediately ran to inform him.
As we all know, when the leader's concubine is the concubine, not only will the little yellow flower be tortured, but her life will also be at risk.
He Zhao ignored the irritable Huajingang, but looked solemnly at Protector Zuo. From time to time, a touch of golden and domineering spiritual power flashed across his body.
The old guy's realm is higher than that of Taoist Master Hetu, and his aura, as vast as the scorching sun, is really mind-numbing.
"ban!"
"Buzz——"
A strange wave spread quickly, and everyone present could only use physical strength. Except for He Zhao, no one could mobilize spiritual power or use sacrificial weapons.
"die!"
The ruthless man took out his bone dagger and stabbed it hard into the heart.
As a cautious person, how could he not leave any backup plan behind?
Outside the city wall, there were bloody footprints left behind when he jumped back and forth.
"puff--"
This series of actions sounds slow, but in fact it only takes the blink of an eye.
Most people didn't realize what happened, their hearts were immediately pierced by invisible force, their eyes widened and they fell to the ground with unwilling expressions on their faces.
"Click!"
"boom!"
Among the crowd, only Protector Zuo remained calm in the face of danger. With a little stimulation of his spiritual power, he broke free from the restraints of the Forbidden Spirit Seal in an instant, and then the next second his entire body was wrapped in a dazzling golden sphere.
A strange force hit it, causing the sphere to sink downwards. The two were locked in a stalemate, falling into a tug-of-war.
"Didn't your master tell you not to attack strangers in the Flying Scenery Realm easily? It's just an iron rule for a low-grade sacrificial weapon, and this is what you rely on?
Oh, no. The tourmaline is a high-quality sacrificial weapon, but unfortunately the person who uses it is really unworthy and cannot completely imprison me. Haha, I thought it was a blind kid, but I never expected that it turned out to be a money-giving boy."
The depressions on the surface of the golden sphere gradually rebounded, and the bone dagger sucked out the vitality of several people, which also weakened rapidly.
"For the sake of you bringing two sacrificial vessels to me, let me give you a few words. The Chengguang Realm can avoid the fatal iron law of the devil and the sacrificial vessels.
The Feijingjing can rely on a large amount of spiritual power to counter the iron laws of the two. At least you can't kill me until my majestic and vast spiritual power is exhausted!"
After the words fell, the effect of the bone dagger disappeared.
He Zhao looked at the Zuo Protector in the golden sphere with a look of helplessness on his face.
Without the German simulator, how could the bosses I encountered become more powerful than the last?
After finally climbing to Chengguang Realm, before he could show off his authority, he was suppressed by higher-level strangers on the spot.
You old immortal, just wait, I will definitely crush you to death next time I simulate the scene.
"Qiang!"
He Zhao put away the bone dagger and took out the powerful broken knife.
Protector Zuo's eyes lit up, Xiao Zaizi's assets were very rich.
The next moment, he suddenly frowned.
"Are you a stranger from Hetu Road?"
"!!"
Wu Renzhao was shocked for no reason when his identity was revealed.
This is the first time someone has seen through him since he put on the Shenyin Ring Ring.
"The Killing Sword is the sacrificial weapon of Taoist Master Hetu. Where is the other person? We agreed at the beginning that we would use both internal and external forces to seize Wancheng. However, when things came to a close, he disappeared.
You country bumpkins made us use artillery to break down the city wall. Do you know how many taels of gold a cannonball from the West costs?
Twelve!!"
What is the concept of ten taels of gold?
The black market is full of dirt and you can't find even one or two.
The Golden Chan Sect doesn't have much in stock, and every time a shell is consumed, it bleeds out of the main artery of the sect.
"..."
None of my business?
"Buzz——"
He Zhao took advantage of his unpreparedness, poured in a lot of spiritual power, and swung his sword fiercely.
Invisible blades erupted, and the city gate opened and dozens of cavalry sprang out. Before they could leave the city gate, the men and horses were split into two.
Only Protector Zuo looked disdainful and stood motionless, as if the sword energy could not harm him.
In fact, when the invisible blade passed over the other person, not even a hair on that person's head was lost.
"??"
The ruthless person looked confused. Could it be that the sacrificial vessel in my hand was made from Xibei? Otherwise, it would not make sense. Why is there nothing wrong with him?
"The iron rule of the killing sword is to kill moving creatures. It cannot harm motionless creatures. Hetu Dao Master is really blind. How could he accept you, a fool!"
As we all know, He Zhao is a wolf killer. He has a bad temper and likes to punch hard in simulated scenes.
Being insulted repeatedly in front of others made the clay figure very angry, especially if it was him.
"rub!"
The figure flashed, and He Zhao came to the sky above the Zuo Protector, and his left palm struck down like a millstone.
"Hengshan Boxing" - a huge boulder crushing the top!
As long as the opponent moves a step, the killing sword in his right hand will deliver a fatal blow.
"I will never give up until I reach the Yellow River."
Guardian Zuo's spiritual power can only resist the iron laws of ghosts and sacrificial weapons, and is as fragile as a piece of paper to physical attacks. But that doesn't mean that he has nothing to do.
He lived for decades and fought countless battles, big and small, but he died long ago without any skills.
He moved his steps and took a step back to avoid He Zhao's left palm.
"Buzz——"
The invisible blade cuts out!
Golden spiritual power appeared again, wrapping the left protector tightly.
The sword energy struck it, but it didn't break the defense, it just pressed a trajectory.
"Huh! In a little while, you will die!"
Indeed, there was no need for him to take action. The backlash from the killing sword alone was enough to make the man named He die here.
It was just that something unexpected happened to Protector Zuo again, but he saw that Ren Zhao seemed to have fallen into madness, slashing out one sword after another, and his spiritual power seemed to be free of charge, and he was squandering it with all his life.
"The last craziness."
Protector Zuo, who was sweating on his forehead, continued to taunt him more vigorously.
In fact, he didn't feel well either.
Do you really think that the spiritual power of Feijingjing is like a vast ocean, inexhaustible and inexhaustible?
Fortunately, he can bear it, and it doesn't matter if his spiritual power is suddenly exhausted. Anyway, the opponent will die from the backlash of a large amount of sword energy.
"Buzz——"
A flash of scarlet suddenly spread all over the blade.
"?"
"grass!!"
Protector Zuo's expression suddenly changed, he turned around and ran away, unable to maintain his previous superior demeanor.
"Crazy! You are absolutely crazy! Your master is Taoist Master Hetu, and you are even crazier than him!"
He Zhao?
I saw a fierce red light shooting out from his eyes, and his own reason was completely swallowed up by murderous intent.
The whole person was wrapped in black mist, the broken knife in his hand was dripping with bright red blood, and a disgusting smell of blood swept through the huge city like a violent wind.
Fierce murderous intent soared into the sky, awakening countless sleeping soldiers in Wancheng. They each frowned, covered their mouths and noses, and looked at each other.
The moment before waking up, I seemed to see a pair of blood-colored eyes staring at them with malice.