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Chapter 421 The turtle in the urn

"Sword Qi?!"

When this idea arose in Xie Xuan's mind, the halberd had already appeared in his hand, and the semi-circular arc had also submerged into the dozens of people in front. Wherever it passed, the human bodies were cut off, and then

It was blasted into blood mist by the sound waves that followed!

Bang bang bang...

"kill!"

Xie Xuan's pupils shrank, his face was serious, he shouted loudly, and rotated the halberd in his hand like a giant axe, slashing from top to bottom towards the 'sword energy' that was approaching quickly!

Then, a magical scene happened. His halberd cut into the air, but a sword energy also flew out!

boom!

Two sword energy, one behind the other, cut into the waist of a person in the air, and then collided, emitting a bright white light. This white light was a little red, because the man was blasted to pieces by the force of the collision!

The power of this explosion was so terrifying that more than a dozen of the people who were originally guarding Xie Xuan were unable to react in time and were instantly blown into pieces by the explosive light mist!

Xie Xuan had no time to feel heartache and rage, because although the opponent's sword energy was barely offset by himself, it was not over yet. Sonic booms and stormy air waves followed!

"retreat!"

His eyes were scarlet, he shouted sharply, and quickly backed away!

Buzz!

When the sonic boom and air wave arrived, his body was swaying and he retreated more than ten feet before he could barely stand still.

After glancing to the left and right, his handsome face suddenly turned ferocious, because he found that nearly half of his more than 20 people and nearly 30 followers were dead, and 30% of the survivors were disabled, and there were many others.

He had some injuries and looked very miserable.

"kill!"

Seeing that Xie Xuan was defeated, Tian Xiao roared loudly, and everyone woke up. The morale of the Chaos City Army was greatly boosted, while the other side counterattacked or defended with solemn expressions, and a large number of people turned around and ran away with frightened faces.

Xie Xuan ignored those who were running away, and after glancing at the hundreds of people led by the middle-aged man and the young man who were desperately fighting back, he looked through the blood mist and debris flying in the sky, staring at the faint figure.

If you appear, you are sitting cross-legged on Zhang Baoer, who has transformed into his original form like a black cow.

Boom!

Seeing that he had no intention of taking action again, Zhang Baoer relaxed the strings. When the crisp sound came out, the blood mist and other debris had already fallen down, revealing his beautiful cheeks.

I saw a faint smile on this cheek, and said in a faint voice:

"This is not sword energy, but piano energy."

Xie Xuan did not argue, his face was extremely solemn, and he asked in a hysterical voice:

"You are not that mysterious person! You are definitely not on the list. Who...are you?!"

Before Zhang Baoer could answer, he added with a surprised look:

"Why didn't you participate in the Tianbang?!"

Zhang Baoer shook his head and asked:

"Why should I participate?"

While the two were asking and answering questions, the black-banner imperial warriors below who could not withstand the city chaos army and the demon king, and the young men and middle-aged men in colorful gowns who were guarding them kept retreating.

The middle-aged man's eyes were scarlet, and his constant commanding voice became heartbreaking, because with every breath he took, more than ten or even dozens of his subordinates were killed. No matter how he commanded, it was difficult for him to defeat the opponent with two fists, not to mention four hands.

He was not given any chance to intervene; he was furious and couldn't figure out how these people with mediocre means and lack of equipment could have such fighting power - their cooperation was very familiar, and although it was not as good as his own men, it was almost the same.

Seeing that Xie Xuan failed to capture the king, he had already begun to think about retreating. However, before giving the order, he heard the young man shouting to Xie Xuan:

"Thank you, Master, we will do our best to help and kill that thief!"

The demon kings' eyes turned cold, and they immediately intensified their tactics. The attack on the opponent accelerated, and the speed of retreat became faster. They took the time to look at Zhang Baoer, but saw that he had a calm face and had no intention of rushing for help.

The kings and officers were a little shocked. They turned to look at Xie Xuan and then suddenly realized.

Xie Xuan seemed to have not heard what the young man said. After taking a deep look at Zhang Baoer, he looked around and said loudly:

"stop!"

Everyone was just here to help with their fists, so they fought and retreated, instead of confronting the city-robbing army head-on. Seeing how powerful the opponent was and Xie Xuan seemed to be no match for Zhang Baoer, they had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, so after hearing this, they immediately went at full speed.

Move back a little and put some distance between you and the city-rioting army.

The city-rioting army also subconsciously did not pursue it. Just as they were about to look to their superiors for advice, they heard Zhang Baoer say coldly:

"Fight if you want, stop if you want, how can it be so cheap?!"

Then, he pointed at the gathering place of more than two hundred people and shouted:

"Capture those scoundrels from the Black Flag Empire for me. Those who don't contribute will be killed!"

Everyone was stunned and immediately understood that these words were originally meant for the intruders!

Tian Xiao smiled and immediately ordered the city chaos army to cooperate with the demon kings to surround the remaining 700 people on the scene. Just when he was thinking that he might not be able to surround them, he was stunned and saw that there were more people behind them.

More than 300 people gathered, and there were sounds of fighting and roaring.

"Get out of the way!"

"Who are you?!"

"From Holy Medicine Peak?"

"Yan Mingzhu?"

"Girl Zhao, you guys..."



"Ha ha ha ha!"

Xiaochi looked up to the sky and smiled, taking one step forward and pointing his fingers in all directions:

"I want to pass by here and leave some money to buy the way!"

These people are obviously Shengyao Peak, the Yan family in the northwest, Shenghui Sect and others, as well as more than 20 people who have good relations with them. Ning Zheng and others are also among them. They have some injuries on their bodies, but their eyes are...

It was bright and energetic, like a pack of hungry wolves; the people at Holy Medicine Peak were not injured. It seemed that Le Yurou did not want to offend Holy Medicine Peak. After all, it was considered a behemoth in Zhongzhou. It would not be a good thing if he was forced to oppose it.

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Seeing these people, Zhang Baoer secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his busy days near Tiancheng were not in vain. After seeing the sky cannon, everyone rushed to help.

"Ning Zheng?!"

Xie Xuan narrowed his eyes, glanced at Ning Zheng, and then looked at the huddled people from the Black Flag Empire. His eyes were cold, and his voice was cold and he said:

"You want to use me?! Hey!"

When the middle-aged man saw that his retreat was blocked and Xie Xuan turned against him again, his hair stood on end and he quickly shouted:

"Xie Xuan, Daozi, how do you say this? How dare we take advantage of you? Daozi, don't fall for the thief's plan and kill each other. If we work together, we may be able to kill one..."

"Okay!"

Unexpectedly, before he could finish his words, the young man in a colorful gown beside him sighed and interrupted him, shouting:

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. There is no need for you to take action. We are willing to surrender!"

"this……"

Everyone was speechless. They didn't expect this man to be so neat. Doesn't he know the consequences of being controlled by others? Even if he survives and gets out, will the Imperial Clan let him go?


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