Chapter 67

One thousand and four hundred miles outside the imperial capital of the Qin Dynasty.

A pengbird flew to the.

Fang Xuan jumped down in the air, floating like smoke.

In front of him was a stone statue, buried in the earth, with only a small section exposed.

If you don't look closely, it's difficult to find that this stone is very different.

The same taboo stone pattern as the silk covered stone statue.

Fang Xuan approached the stone statue. He tied a string of strange seals with one hand and mysteriously disappeared in situ.

The moment Fang Xuan disappeared.

A terrible thought swept the land, covering tens of thousands of miles.

The distant sky, the top of the nine sky.

The figures of gods and Demons stand tall and ignore the forbidden area of the distant imperial palace.

Suddenly, someone turned his eyes and moved his sight to the area where Fang Xuan was before.

That pair of eyes looked cold and terrible.

"What's the matter?"

There is a sound swing. I can't feel the source of the sound. It comes from all directions.

One of them is talking.

"It's strange that no one should be able to leave here, but there was a fluctuation just now."

"Someone left?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe it's an illusion."

The desert language spread among these gods and demons.

They do not believe that anyone can exploit loopholes, because this is their joint efforts. There can be no second way unless forcibly broken.

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Cold mountain wind, scarlet blood, weapon fragments broken in waste soil, rivers and mountains collapse.

The war outside Tianqiao city was shocking.

Ten people stood in the distance, cold looking at the figure in the distance.

That's King Ann.

His armour was broken, his hair was scattered and scarred, and his red cloth was short and dilapidated.

King an stood in the mountains. He was holding a magic King's staff. It was the enemy's weapon and was seized by him.

Holding the king's staff in his hand, he is tall and straight and wears cloth.

He just looked at ten people.

"Those who go further die."

The voice is hoarse and deep.

At the end of his words, he put his stick on the ground and stood like this.

That pair of eyes gradually faded and lost their look.

Watching this scene, the strong enemy was cold. King an looked at death like home. They couldn't do anything for a short time.

"He's unconscious."

The swordsman stared. King an was unconscious. That sentence was his last word. He lost consciousness after saying it.

He's not dead yet, but he's not far away.

His strength was exhausted and he was unable to fight again. It was the will that kept him standing and said that sentence.

But.

Such an opportunity, but the strong enemy hesitated.

They did not dare to move forward. It was not that they regretted king an's death, but that they were afraid that king an would pretend to be dead and launch the last blow.

At that time, someone must be pulled down from the altar.

In the rear, the battle drums of Tianqiao city beat, and the city guard general's eyes were red. He wanted to cry, but he didn't dare.

The general was afraid.

With this cry, king an's potential is gone. The enemy will kill King an and break the city pass.

"Hold on for a while, and then hold on for a while. The support will come." he kept reading in his heart. He was clearly separated from the mortal body, but he prayed like an ordinary man praying for God and Buddha.

King an did his best.

He frightened the strong enemies and stopped them alone in front of the majestic pass.

Worthy of the title of King - an Guo.

"He had no strength, had lost consciousness and was cheated by him."

After a moment, a swordsman made a noise.

They found that king an was exhausted and unable to fight again. At this time, he just stood waiting for death.

The swordsman held the fierce soldier, and he stepped forward. "We will join hands to send him the last journey. There will be no king an in the Qin Dynasty after today."

Icy killing.

Tianqiao Chengguan soldiers trembled and their hearts were full of blood and tears.

The knife man does it.

He stopped and noticed an unusual smell.

It is a dark green rainbow that will cut the sky to pieces. There are ghosts crying and wolves howling in all directions of heaven and earth, covering the sound of heaven and earth.

The faint green rainbow appeared, the wind stopped, the clouds dispersed, and everything was still.

"Support is coming."

The rear general couldn't help it any more. There were tears in his eyes.

The demons danced and the rainbow appeared. The battlefield seemed to turn into a netherworld. The emerald green disappeared, the water disappeared instantly, and the earth was dry and cracked.

Three thousand miles of bare land.

In an instant, the ten strong enemies all started.

Heaven and earth rise to the sound of Lun, heaven and earth float with rosy clouds, Guanghua flowers, floating flocs and amazing flying.

Boom!

The killing and cutting collision started a huge wave.

The green rainbow shook the world, which was beyond everyone's expectation.

The saber stumbled and kept retreating. He was killed the most fiercely in the front. He coughed up blood in his mouth and hurt more seriously.

"Who is it?" the swordsman looked at the source of the killing.

At a glance, the pupil is shining!

In his eyes, he was a man, dressed in white, walking in the air. His body flashed. Every step would move hundreds of miles.

The man is very young, with no face, smiling, kind and harmless to humans and animals.

Seeing Fang Xuan, all the strong enemies narrowed their eyes.

In the past, they would not care about such a young generation, but not now.

"Dryland."

They saw a sword in Fang Xuan's hand.

The sword exudes the breath of demons and evils. It seems to be the worst in the world. It is a demon soldier in the underworld.

"Demons." the knife gazed. The so-called demons are the general name of those evil friars. Holding fierce soldiers and demons is naturally this kind.

Fang Xuan controls the dryland beetle and is the most demon.

Fang Xuan came to the battlefield with a dry dog and fell beside king an.

"How about another opponent?" he smiled at the ten strong enemies.

Others frowned.

They stretched their eyebrows, some sneered and looked at Fang Xuan. "Unexpectedly, the Qin Dynasty will collude with demons."

"You have the ancient magic army Dryland and have the power to fight with us, but can you support it?" the tripod controller ignored.

It is recognized in the world that evil soldiers devour the Lord.

Fang Xuan sent out the sword rainbow to stop them from killing king an, then his flesh and blood must be swallowed up.

Even they were surprised why Fang Xuan didn't die on the spot. The five spirit realm can't support the huge blood essence and Qi.

Seeing that Fang Xuan could still speak, the ten people were all surprised.

"The man chosen by the Dryad, so he didn't die on the spot." everyone thought so. Only in this way can he play such a sword, and only in that way can he not die.

Just because you have a dry dog doesn't mean you can cut off the sword Qi that blocks them at will.

It is very likely that it is the man chosen by the Dryad. Although it is incredible, it is not impossible.

"Just try."

Fang Xuan said with a smile. His face was still that harmless expression of people and animals.

Boom!

The dryland sword erupted into a shocking evil spirit, which was so terrible that wisps of ink smoke rose and turned into thousands of demons. They were dancing and jumping.

demons and monsters danced like mad!

Oh... Jie Jie

The howling ghost kept laughing, which made the strong enemy's heart tight.

Fang Xuan's figure had disappeared, and he was drowned by demons and ghosts.

"Be careful." everyone is alert. The young man in white will launch a killing attack. There is only one attack. It seems that one attack is fatal. There is absolutely no need for king an to fight hard.

Everyone has a plan in mind.

Damn it, there will be such a variable in the Qin Dynasty.

But they didn't care, because the Xuan behind the attack would die, and king an and Tianqiao city would be defeated.

"Boom..."

Fang Xuan disappeared and replaced the shadow. He became a devil with eyes as deep as ink.

The sword rises.

Thousands of Taoist patterns emerge, and the magic light is shrouded, and the world vibrates.

The mere act of lifting the sword triggered a roar, which spread for tens of thousands of miles, and was the most ferocious in the world.

Fang Xuan moved.

He just disappeared in place, and the next moment was in front of the knife.

It's not moving, but blinking. It's ghostly and frightening.

Hiss!

The knife maker couldn't believe it. His face was frightened.

There was a little crimson in the middle of his eyebrows, and a drop of blood was left. There was a sword tip touched, and the blood flowed down along him.

“……”

“……”

Everything happened too fast. In a flash, others wanted to stop Xiaxuan and kill him, but it was still slow.

They were cold and shocked.

The knife was killed

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