Chapter 787

Hearing this, Wu Meiniang couldn't help it any more. She trembled and rushed to the familiar and strange figure.

Hysterical, shouting: "mother ~"

"Meiniang ~"

This moment.

Never meet the two people tightly hugged together, sad picture of Zhao Xin also a little want to tears.

"Wow, it's windy this year. My eyes are in the sand."

Zhao Xin wiped the wet corners of his eyes.

The mother and daughter's cries were lingering in the room.

Looking at the two people embracing each other, the night King's forehead turns blue and looks coldly at Zhao Xin.

"Are you the girl's helper?"

"The wanton practitioners in Laofu Jiyuan City?"

Zhao Xin said with a cold smile: "wanton?"

"Don't be kidding. I always say I'm looking for women."

"Yes? So start your journey of looking for women now, in the spring. "

Zhao Xin's posture lowered, holding the silver dragon in his hand tightly, and the spirit in his body gushed secretly: "I don't need your trouble. Where to find it is my own business."

"Looking at women's tears, I really have no interest in quarreling with you."

The spear flickered, and the faint hum of silver dragon war reverberated in the air.

In the air, a strong sense of war is growing and pervading, covering all people.

The long sword in the night King's hand revolves and dances out a Dao Qi: "what you see today is not only women's tears, but also women's... Corpses."

Bang——

In a flash, the night King's feet were violent, and the floor cracked instantly, just like a shell coming out of the chamber.

The long knife in his hand cuts through the space and cuts toward Zhao Xin's head.

Although Zhao Xin had long been on guard against the sudden attack of the night king, he still didn't expect that the speed of the night king was so terrible that almost as soon as he started, he had already killed himself.

However, it also shows the power of the night king, the most powerful emperor in the black gold empire!

Seeing the long knife cut, Zhao Xin's eyes are cold and murderous. At this time, he is already immersed in the realm of selflessness.

For the night King's knife, Zhao Xin didn't pay attention to it. His internal strength burst wildly, and the dull sound kept on.

When the long sword was about to cut off his head, Zhao Xin's eyes suddenly opened angrily, and the long gun in his hand came out and went straight to the heart of the night king.

Yinlongshang erupted into a violent force, and the surrounding cyclones produced strong winds.

With a shot coming out and a strong wind whistling, Zhao Xin did not dare to reserve anything. His divine sense and spirit were working with all his strength, and the space was broken, as if he was about to be torn apart by a long gun.

The night king didn't expect that Zhao Xin would be so fierce and fearless of death. It was clear that he wanted to fight him desperately.

However, in such a desperate way, he suddenly cracked the night King's horizontal chop, and then raised his long sword to chop.

Zhao Xin's body disappears in an instant.

Bang——

With a loud noise, the whole wooden bridge was broken and collapsed, and there was a lot of noise and debris.

The reason why he can crack the moves of the night king is that he is one inch long and one inch strong. The sword of the night king is only one meter five long, while the silver dragon war is one meter eight.

If the attack continues, his long knife will indeed cut off Zhao Xin's head, but Zhao Xin's long gun can also pierce his heart.

The uproar dispersed.

Under the wooden bridge.

The night King yelled angrily, and suddenly rushed out to kill Zhao Xin with a long sword.

Zhao Xin is not willing to be outdone. The silver dragon war sends out an amazing spear, and the Spear's shadow pierces the way to kill the night king like a rainstorm.

Bang!

When the long gun collided with the long knife, the explosion spread, Zhao Xin's hands suddenly burst, blood shot, a strong force invaded the body, frantically destroyed his meridians.

Zhao Xin abruptly retreated, and the surging spirit of lingxuan counteracted that force.

Just about to fight back, the body of the night king suddenly rushed in front of him. A fist swept out, a loud bang, Zhao Xin body instant inverted fly out, hard into the wall.

Gravel splashed, the stone wall in the wall inch by inch broken, Zhao Xin a mouthful of blood gushed out.

This is the strength of the night king on the second floor of the ancient realm!

"Brother long!"

Wu Meiniang, who came out of the room with MI Ling, saw the scene and cried out anxiously.

"It's just a waste of self-reliance. Today, no one can leave."

The night King's long sword cuts through the space, and ten thousand Dao Qi burst out, and immediately roared to Zhao Xin.

Bang Bang——

The stone wall collapsed in an instant and there was a lot of noise.

At the same time, the two swords killed Wu Meiniang and Mi Ling.

The fierce Dao Qi is not what they can resist at all.

Bang——

At the critical moment, a figure suddenly rushed out of the crowd, a broken sword came back to his hand, and the edge of the sword agitated the Qi of chopping.

Zhao Xin, with a gun in one hand and a sword in the other, stood in front of Wu Meiniang and Mi Ling.

"Take your mother out of here."

"But... Brother long!"

"Don't you listen to me? I want you to take your mother away from here. Remember, don't lose your mother again, or I won't help you find it next time. "

Cold words are full of love.

Wu Meiniang took a look at Zhao Xin, took Mi Ling's hand and left here.

"Die

Li drink spread, suddenly a strong knife gas hit, Zhao Xin suddenly looked up, saw the night King jumped up a knife cut, with the power to cut out space fell.

Zhao Xin raised his hands to block.

Bang——

Clang~

The clear sound of weapon collision spread.

Zhao Xin's body was suddenly blasted to the ground by the night king.

The ground is broken and the noise is rising.

Shenwei on one side watched the battle curiously.

There are five levels of spiritual realm and two levels of ancient realm. The strength is totally different, but it can last so long in the hands of the night king.

Zhao Xin also attracted Shenwei's attention.

Wheezing~

The strong wind diffused and scattered the noise.

Zhao Xin was oppressed by the night king, and his sword was cut on Shura's sword and silver dragon's wound. His fierce power kept pouring in, and Zhao Xin struggled to support him.

"I've resisted my full attack, boy. It's very good." The night King sneered coldly.

Zhao Xin's teeth clenched and his heart was terrified.

It's just a blow.

It's just a blow.

It was as if all the strength and strength in my body had been drained.

King of the night race, is this the king power of the fighting race!

"Ha ha... It's interesting that I can stand off with the night king for five seconds. I want to cheer for my little brother."

Shenwei sat on the broken bridge and looked at the battle below with a smile.

"Cut! Don't look down on people, boy. What's five seconds? I'll show you the rest of my life. "

A roar of all strength came from the throat.

The night King sneered with disdain: "your life has already come to an end. When you enter the era City, when you are ready to fight against the night king, your life has come to an end."

The voice dropped.

The strength of the night King's body soared, and the violent strength poured out and shattered his clothes, just like a centipede's ferocious climbing along his arm. His muscles swelled and his strength soared!

"Ah..."

Zhao Xin's knees suddenly bent, and he was about to kneel on the ground.

The bones are clattering, and the muscles all over the body are wailing under this force.

The more critical the moment is, the more Zhao Xin understands that no matter every nerve or finger can be relaxed, otherwise he will be defeated in an instant.

The long knife will easily split his body in two.