Chapter Five Hundred and Fifth: Settling Old Accounts
"Oh?" Zhao Fenghua's voice had not yet fallen, but he saw Xin Xiaoqi's cyan figure in front of him, rising into the sky like a crane.
"Huhu," the generals from all directions reacted quickly, and their bodies were like lightning. They stood up from the ground and surrounded Xin Xiaoqi.
"The ups and downs of thirty-six thorns - the transformation of thirteen movements, the creation of twelve movements."
Buzzing, buzzing, suddenly, Xin Xiaoqi in the void turned into countless figures.
Not only that, these figures are actually of the same state.
General Hua Jin had just taken out the fiery red flower when a cyan figure suddenly lifted up the mountain and river ax filled with the spiritual power of creation and struck it down with a bang.
"Boom," there was a loud noise, even if it had a force of tens of millions of kilograms, it suddenly hit Hua Jin's magic flower.
"Ka," this flower, although it is an extremely rare magic weapon, was shattered into pieces by the blow of the mountain axe.
Hua Jin spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at this scene in disbelief, and murmured in a daze: "Impossible!"
But a voice came from behind: "Opening and closing seal."
"Boom," there was another loud noise, and Hua Jin was suddenly blasted into the void by another cyan figure.
"Whoosh," two more cyan figures came out, raised the mountain and river ax, and struck hard at Hua Jin in the void.
In the spot, Xian Chenzi looked at Xin Xiaoqi who was in the sky, killing the generals from all directions. Suddenly, his soul turned into ashes, and murmured: "Impossible, impossible, why is there such a powerful clone technique in this world?"
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Just as Xian Chenzi finished speaking, he saw the figure of Xin Xiaoqi not far away, and shouted softly: "Golden Gate, open."
"Buzzing," Xin Xiaoqi's purple and gold round furnace, a small door with golden light, finally opened again after being silent for an unknown amount of time.
"Huhu..."
"Ah, ah" As Xian Chenzi's soul screamed, it was suddenly trapped by Xin Xiaoqi's golden door and put into the purple-gold round furnace.
The purple gold round furnace can refine all things in the sky.
"Dang, dang, dang," the broadswords in the hands of the former general and the left and right generals were broken, like a hand of dust, floating on the remnants of the Kamikaze Prairie.
The horrified people were struck countless times by Shanhe axes before they had time to react.
"Puff puff." The bodies and limbs of the three of them were cut open to varying degrees. The most evil thing is that this mountain ax can actually cut the soul.
"General, help." Long Wenxing was lying in the grass. His sight was blocked by the grass for a moment, but he didn't see General Zhao Fenghua. At this time, he was not much better.
General Zhao Fenghua, the endless wind of creation blows on the Kamikaze Plain.
But the wind blew on Xin Xiaoqi's body, making it difficult for him to move.
Not only that, Zhao Fenghua's sword seemed like nothing when it struck Xin Xiaoqi's body.
The most terrifying thing is that Xin Xiaoqi's endless power seemed to be able to push down Mount Sumeru, and he strangled Zhao Fenghua's neck tightly, making Zhao Fenghua unable to move at all.
"I do want to save you, but today, I am afraid that we will be taken over by him. However, I don't understand why your body and strength are so powerful. Even the Bodhisattva's body in the Paradise of Paradise cannot
Are you scared?"
Xin Xiaoqi looked at the generals in all directions, all of them looked miserable. Looking at the clones disappearing one after another, he felt something clear in his heart. It seemed that although the spiritual power of this clone was enough, it had a time limit.
But Xin Xiaoqi, who was in a good mood, chuckled and said: "It's not that I'm too strong, it's that you guys are too weak. But just now, how many slaps did you say you were going to get? One hundred?"
"Hey, it's just a joke, Lord Xin, don't mind."
"Well, since you call me God, I will give you a hundred exemption."
"Pop."
"Ouch," Prince Zhao suddenly had countless blood drops gushing out from the corners of his mouth.
For a moment, the three generals from all directions forgot about the pain of their broken bodies and stared blankly.
"Stop, stop, Lord Xin, please spare me. I, the general, will give the treasure house in the palace to the Lord, and let the Lord choose."
"There are too few things in the treasure house of the prince's palace, right?"
"Then, the treasury of the Zhao and Song Empire will give it to you."
Xin Xiaoqi was startled when he heard this, looked at the trembling prince with a swollen face, and said with a smile: "That's it..."
"I, Zhao Fenghua, promise to do what I say." Zhao Fenghua hurriedly stretched out three fingers, as if to swear an oath.
"Empty words, your written evidence!"
"But, there is no paper and pen here." Prince Zhao was a little uneasy, fearing that Xin Xiaoqi would look around with regret.
"Oh, that doesn't matter."
Xin Xiaoqi picked up the Shanhe ax and glanced at the generals in all directions. Except for Hua Jin, who was cut into three pieces and his body was buried in the grass, there were also former generals Yan Xiong, Long Wenxing, and Wen Tairan.
"Xin Xiaoqi, what do you want to do?" Long Wenxing, who had lost his left arm, looked at Xin Xiaoqi, his body was trembling, and his crotch was actually wet.
Yan Xiong looked at Long Wenxing. Regardless of the pain of losing his right leg, he spat on Long Wenxing's face and shouted angrily: "What are you afraid of? The worst case scenario is death!"
Xin Xiaoqi looked at Yan Xiong, frowned, and sighed in his heart. He actually grabbed Yan Xiong and came to Zhao Fenghua. He raised the mountain and river ax and chopped off Yan Xiong's resolute face in the void.
Rolling on the ground.
"What, what, what are you doing?" Zhao Fenghua was trembling, his upper and lower teeth were trembling, he looked at Xin Xiaoqi with fear in his heart, and asked without knowing why.
"Tear it off," Xin Xiaoqi tore off a large piece of Yan Xiong's blue cloth, handed it to Zhao Fenghua and said, "Write it."
Zhao Fenghua looked at Yan Xiong's headless neck, where blood was gurgling, and his right hand suddenly shook weakly.
"Oh? Not enough?"
Xin Xiaoqi's hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and he was pulled over. Wen Tairan was also trembling, but did not say a word.
"Wait a minute." Zhao Fenghua suddenly screamed, his voice filled with helpless cries.
But he was a step too late, and Xin Xiaoqi raised his ax again.
"Are you blaming me for killing too much?"
"But let me ask you, I have no grievances against you, Zhao Song, but you have been encircling and chasing me many times. Remember, you are all my enemies, not that I massacred you for no reason. This is just calculation.
Old accounts, do you understand what you owe me?"
"I understand, I understand, we, we have eyes that do not recognize Mount Sumeru, Lord Xin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Zhao Fenghua, with the help of Long Wenxing in his right hand, tremblingly wrote down the letter. He sat on the Kamikaze Plain without any strength and looked at Xin Xiaoqi in horror. With his trembling right hand, he slowly moved the cyan
The strip of cloth was slowly handed to Xin Xiaoqi.
Xin Xiaoqi flicked the long beard on his chest, took the cloth, glanced at the two of them, and said fiercely: "I will go to Chang'an Mingfu in a while. I hope... you can take care of yourself."
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After Xin Xiaoqi finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the depths of the Kamikaze Plain.
But I feel very relieved. Since I came to Mount Sumeru, I have been passively beaten and almost beaten to death several times. Today, I finally caught a few people with old scores and settled them one by one. Not to mention how comfortable I feel.
In the back, Long Wenxing and General Zhao Fenghua, who were taking pills to stop the bleeding, looked at Xin Xiaoqi's cyan back in shock.
"This man kills too much, it's really terrifying!"
"The most terrifying thing about this person is that his realm has improved so quickly and his physical body is so invincible." Long Wenxing looked at Xin Xiaoqi and said with a frightening expression.
"Well, remember, go back to the court and help me persuade the emperor. Without the great monks, masters of our power will not be able to handle this person at all."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Xin Xiaoqi was in a good mood, but could not hear the conversation between the two, but saw a strange person in the distance.
On the black and gray body, only the sensitive parts were covered with yellow cloth. A head full of fiery red hair, with a dark, old and fierce face, looked at Xin Xiaoqi.
The strangest thing is that there is a golden hand ring on each of the six arms and a pair of ankles.
On his right hand, he held a long steel fork tightly in his hand. A pair of ferocious eyes looked at Xin Xiaoqi with an expression full of curiosity.
After looking at it for a long time, Xin Xiaoqi asked curiously: "You, are you from the Yaksha tribe?"
"Yes, I am Queliu, the general of the Yaksha tribe."
"Oh, are you here to enjoy the scenery?" Xin Xiaoqi asked in a very friendly manner.
Queliu's gray cheeks twitched and said: "Yes, I am indeed looking at the scenery, a beautiful scenery. I didn't expect that, Xin Xiaoqi, you actually played around with a few weaklings sent by Zhao. It's really