Volume 12 Chapter 65

When President Zhang walked into the city with big black, Ni Henian was just a modest and learning practitioner, looking at the battles and trying to find a way to live in the city. But over the years, he realized some wonderful ways, and now he has become the strongest person in the city.

So no zhongzhouwei appeared near the Yellow Crane Tower to intercept Zhongcheng, because any zhongzhouwei was a waste.

As for the Nightingale who has been forgotten in the Jianghu, it's just an accident. At the most critical moment when Ni Henian and Zhong Cheng fight, her sound shock attack saved Zhong Cheng and injured Ni Henian, which is already something to be proud of.

In the past many years, there are not many people in the world's largest city who are qualified to challenge Ni Henian. His imperial court worship is like a town stone, which can hold down all saints who dare not come.

Ni Henian snorted under her attack. If a saint is safe, it is impossible for him to make such a sound.

It just doesn't change anything.

The last master of jiangjiasheng and Zhongcheng, the most powerful of Zhongjia, could not resist his attack at all.

Ni Henian's strength lies not only in his understanding of a certain secret in the mystery of soul power and his extremely powerful fighting method, but also in his spiritual cultivation, which is much better than that of ordinary saints.

He himself is a man who has reached the peak of the great master and is only one step away from the great master.

So he soon passed two streets, Nightingale and Zhongcheng. Ni Henian was less than 50 steps away from them.

Zhong Cheng coughs up a mouthful of blood.

He didn't know the Nightingale who had been forgotten by the city, but he knew that from the Nightingale's hand, it represented the Jiang family.

So he coughed blood, turned his head calmly and smiled at the Nightingale and said, "I'm too hurt. You go first."

Nightingale's steps are tiny. No one knows what decision the woman who has lived in seclusion for decades has made at this moment, because at this moment, a luxurious carriage appears in the alley in front of her and Zhongcheng.

The curtain lifted, showing a sad and old face, showing a red robe of the priest.

"I didn't think you were alive."

The red high priest with black hair and countless wrinkles on his face walked out of the carriage and looked at the Nightingale, sighing with infinite emotion.

Both Zhongcheng and Nightingale knew the red high priest, but they did not understand the position of the red high priest at this time, and they did not understand whether the other was their friend or enemy, so they both stopped.

Ni Henian's eyebrows wrinkled deeply, but also stopped.

Any action of the red robed high priest of the priesthood can represent the decision and position of another huge gate valve, Yuhua family.

This is enough to make anyone's mind dignified.

"Get in the car and go."

The red robed high priest had a bright flower blooming on his finger, which was extremely holy. The flower suddenly disappeared and scattered into countless filaments. He bathed in Zhongcheng and came into his body.

Just simple words and simple actions have completely expressed their positions.

There was a touch of emotion and blood in Zhongcheng's calm eyes. He did not stop, bow and salute, and Nightingale skimmed over the body of the red robed great God.

Ni Henian snapped, "ZHUGE Qianshan! This is your decision, or Yuhua's decision! "

"It's my decision."

The red robed high priest smiled wisely, "the priesthood is still waiting for the news of Chen family and Hu family, but I feel that I can't wait any longer. I believe that what I do will help them make decisions."

"Disorderly subjects and thieves!" There is a real sense of killing on Ni Henian's face. His body, breaking through the wind, is torn and toppled like a piece of paper in the wind on both sides of the street.

"The real priest is always the light."

The red high priest solemnly swears, smiles, and then lights up in front of him.

Countless extremely pure light, bright to the point where the color can not be seen at all, instantly filled the streets.

At the moment, the whole Zhongzhou city is sunny, but this street is the brightest place.

Ni Henian drinks with a low voice, hands outstretched, blocking his eyes.

In the past 60 or 70 years, he also saw many battles of high priests in the priesthood, and understood what this light really was.

In his opinion, the ordinary light is far more powerful for healing than for fighting enemies. It is incomparable with the fire of purgatory mountain. However, today, the light is so powerful that he is shocked.

So there's only one possibility This red high priest, regardless of his own damage, just like burning his own life, is giving out light.

In the face of such a light, he could not guarantee that his weakest eyes could resist this power.

So he uses his hands to help his eyes resist.

The red high priest was still smiling quietly.

The light from him turned to nothingness before Ni Henian's hands.

In front of his hands, Ni Henian's soul force has formed countless gullies, like countless files that are engraved with runes and light.

The body of the high priest in the red robe, at this time, was shocked violently. Between this shock, his eyes became transparent, and then he shot two extremely pure and bright beams.

These two beams broke through numerous transparent gullies in front of Ni Henian's hands and hit him.

Ni Henian's face changed a lot and his hands were knocked open.

Only a gap is enough. Many pure rays spread along the gap and fell on Ni Henian's eyes.

Ni Henian has closed his eyes, but the power of this light still reflects his eyelids, deeply stabs his eyes, stabs his eyes.

Ni Henian drinks with a sharp voice, leaving two thin blood streams in his eyes. His body continues to move forward, and his hands are separated and printed on the red high priest.

The red high priest fell down with a smile.

His own eyes were blind and invisible when he shot out the light, but because he believed that he was doing the right thing, his heart was bright when he died.

Because there is no regret, the heart is full of light.

……

When the high priest of the priesthood fell, a gate opened in the east corner of Zhongzhou.

Zhongzhou is a huge city with 19 gatehouses.

Twelve of them are used by normal people in and out, and seven of them are used for emergency dredging, or for the military in and out of chaotang locomotive.

At the moment, some gates of Zhongzhou city are open, but the people that some emperors want to kill cannot escape them.

Some gates are closed, and some people can't escape even if they can.

The gate in the east corner of the city should be closed. The powerful weapons such as the city guard crossbow on it should be locked at the gate itself.

But the door opened, and the soldiers on it who were armed themselves were mobilized to open it.

"What the hell is going on!"

"Who gave the order!"

A general of Yinjia Zhongzhou guards, who had arrived with hundreds of heavy riders, drank with a loud, pale face, and traced the reason for the opening of the city gate.

It's not that several gate valves can intervene at all. After all, it's Zhongzhou guards. Before the supreme order, all Zhongzhou guards had been cleaned.

Suddenly, this silver armour Zhongzhou guard general thought of a possibility, a person who was almost the only one capable of doing such a thing, once in charge of Zhongzhou guard, "Zhou Shoufu?" The silver armour Zhongzhou guard general was shocked and lost his voice.

……

This is a matter of the whole Yunqin, so all Yunqin people will make a choice.

In the old house where Zhou Shoufu is, Zhou Shoufu, wearing ordinary cloth clothes, washed his hands, and then walked out of the house just like he usually went out to hang out.

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