Chapter 159： Seventeenth on the Kirin list, famous all over the world!

   Saying that, Han Zhao looked at Ji Qingshuang who was beside him, and said:

   "Miss Ji, Murong Qi's injuries are not healed at the moment, how about you and I kill him together? I don't want anything, as long as he dies."

   "Okay!" Ji Qingshuang looked at Murong Qi whose breath was greatly reduced, gritted his teeth, and made a decision.

  If her fragments of the seven evils can swallow the pure white tiger blood in Murong Qi's body, then the power of the divine weapon will be greatly increased. Breaking through the big bottleneck of the snake level is just around the corner, and then competing with Ji Baiwei for the fragments of the magic weapon will also give him an advantage.

  She still has concerns about one-on-one, but now that Han Zhao has succeeded in sneak attacking, if it is two-on-one, the chances of winning are very high.

   "Do you think you two can kill me? Wishful thinking!" Murong Qi sneered.

   As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his teeth, his face suddenly became extremely ferocious, and the muscles all over his body quickly swelled with blood, and his originally thin body suddenly swelled up. The fist-sized wound on his chest healed quickly, and a sharp breath lingered all over his body.

  Chick!

  His slender and slender fingers swelled rapidly, half-foot-long sharp claws grew out, and his whole body was covered with steel needle-like white hair. From a distance, he looked like a humanoid white tiger.

   Shua!

   Murong Qi's figure left an afterimage on the spot, and the sharp and piercing sound of cutting air sounded out of nowhere beside Han Zhao.

  Boom!

  Han Zhao was repelled by a huge force, and his body flew backwards.

   Dang Dang Dang Dang!

Murong Qi raised his huge sword and launched a stormy attack on Han Zhao, but Han Zhao blocked them all with a knives knife, but he looked dangerous, as if he would be split in half by Murong Qi's sword in the next second .

  Obviously, Murong Qi is going to deal with Han Zhao who seems to be weaker first.

   "Don't come to help me yet! I can't exert the power of archery if I don't increase the distance!" Han Zhao took advantage of the force of the shock and flew backwards.

  Ji Qingshuang's eyes turned cold. Although she wanted to save her strength, she didn't dare to let Han Zhao be killed directly, and immediately rushed towards Murong Qi like lightning.

  White Tiger Killing Sword·Sword Five!

   "Go away!" Murong Qi roared, the giant sword in his hand trembled suddenly, and it rose against the wind, turning into a super giant sword more than four meters long.

  A sword is released, and the air vibrates.

  Boom!

  Ji Qingshuang was sent flying by the huge golden sword as wide as a door panel.

   "Crack, crack, crack!" Platinum arcs were shining, Han Zhao took advantage of this opportunity to distance himself, and thunder arrows roared towards him.

   Murong Qi held the sword in one hand, turned around and slashed horizontally, the black gold arrow surrounded by lightning was split in two from the middle.

  He was about to catch up with Han Zhao, when Ji Qingshuang caught up again.

   "Ah! Die to me!"

  Murong Qi was annoyed by Han Zhao's long-range attack, while Ji Qingshuang's seven evil fragments affected his emotions through the power of magic weapons. His inner anger and killing intent reached the extreme in an instant, and he lost his mind.

   Regardless of the injury, he threw the golden giant sword into the sky, and made the strongest move.

   "White Tiger Killing Sword·Twelve Swords·Ruijin Tribulation!"

   Chi Chi Chi Chi!

  Sword energy lingered around the golden giant sword, and the condensed sword energy turned into golden threads, dancing in the void, and bursts of sharp piercing sounds came out.

   Whoosh whoosh!

  The golden thread crashed down.

   "I fight with you!"

  Fiering sun is really strong!

  Han Zhao punched out both fists, the whole fist was red, amazing heat flowed out, and the air was constantly twisting.

  The crimson Gang Qi fist soared into the sky.

Although Huo Kejin, the Gang Qi in the shadow of the fist is so powerful that even a martial saint-level powerhouse would not dare to take it, but Murong Qi's White Tiger Killing Sword Sword Qi contains innate Jin Qi, and its quality is still the same as that of Lie Yang Zhen Gang. above.

  Boom!

  A large number of golden threads were melted by the Gang Qi, but more sword Qi threads followed one after another, drowning the Gang Qi.

   "Seven evils unite!"

  At this moment, Ji Qingshuang finally moved.

  She ignored Han Zhao at all, and let a large number of threads of sword energy engulf him, and his figure appeared beside Murong Qi like a ghost.

   "Pfft!" The serrated blade pierced Murong Qi's waist, and a dazzling red light burst out.

   "I've got you!" Murong Qi endured the severe pain in his waist, and firmly grasped Ji Qingshuang's arm, not giving her a chance to escape.

  In an instant, a huge fireball shot into the sky. This force is condensed from extremely pure Gang Qi.

  A hot and dazzling light group appeared out of thin air, like a small sun.

  A huge fireball with a diameter of more than ten meters flew to the two of them and exploded.

  Boom!

  Ji Qingshuang's body smashed into the shoal mud by the river, and the raging flames burned her beautiful face and body into a charred one.

  Murong Qi's defense was obviously far better than hers, and the golden giant sword blocked most of the qi, but he was also seriously injured, half kneeling on the ground.

  Ji Yun and Jian Nu, who were fighting on the river, were also shocked by the terrifying explosion and thermal shock wave, so they couldn't come up to support for a while.

   "Han Zhao, you are hiding it so deeply?!"

  Ji Qingshuang looked at Han Zhao who was slowly approaching with an expression of disbelief, but he did not expect that he was the strongest among the three.

   "It's too late to know now." Han Zhao's voice was extremely hoarse, the skin all over his body was flushed, and when he opened his mouth, hot air like flames spewed out. He only felt that all five internal organs were burning, and even with the healing effect of longevity zhenqi, he felt that his body was about to catch fire.

  The power of the true sun is beyond imagination!

   "Go to hell!" Han Zhao stabbed Ji Qingshuang's eyebrows with the knives in his hand.

   "Are you crazy?!" Ji Qingshuang's complexion changed drastically, and the red light emitted by the power of the magic weapon formed a thin shield on her body, resisting desperately.

good chance!

  Although Murong Qi didn't know why Han Zhao suddenly attacked Ji Qingshuang, he knew that this was the perfect time to attack.

  White Tiger Killing Sword·Sword Eleven!

   Murong Qi raised the golden giant sword high, and a ten-meter-long white-gold sword energy crashed down.

"Get out of the way! Idiot!" Ji Qingshuang yelled anxiously, but the scorching qi remaining in her body burned her internal organs, and it was difficult to move for a while, not to mention that she was still resisting Han Zhao with the power of a magic weapon s attack.

  Boom!

  Platinum sword light covered the sky and the earth, countless air currents were instantly exploded, and the terrifying force blasted the river water from the middle, setting off a huge water column more than 20 meters high.

"Ah!" Ji Qingshuang screamed in pain, the light of the divine weapon protecting her body was shattered, and the few remaining restraints were exhausted, her body was split in half from the middle, and the pieces of internal organs and blood flowed out. one place.

  She stared wide-eyed, still staring at Han Zhao's self-igniting body.

  A scarlet light flew out of her body, and instantly sank into Murong Qi's body, finally forming a palm-sized mask pattern on his arm.

   "Hahahaha!" Murong Qi laughed loudly, carrying the huge sword on his shoulder. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Although his breath was sluggish, he was in a good mood. He had a hunch that after this battle was over, he would be able to break through to the third bloodline awakening stage after his injuries recovered.

"what are you laughing at?"

  A plain and suspicious voice sounded.

  Murong Qi's body froze, and his laughter stopped abruptly.

  He turned his head to look, and saw Han Zhao standing unharmed not far behind him, holding a doll the size of a palm.

  Murong Qi suddenly turned his head to look at the river bank, Han Zhao's burning body just now still disappeared without a trace.

   "How is this possible? How are you?" He looked unbelievable.

   What responded to him was Han Zhao's iron fist.

  Boom!

  Murong Qi's body smashed through more than a dozen big trees before stopping.

Puff puff!

  Amidst the loud trampling sound, a muscular giant over three meters in size and covered in scales walked slowly.

  Platinum-golden arcs flickered around his body, and the faint steam radiated with waves of heat.

  Every step he took, the air around him was heated and distorted by the heat.

   "After playing with you for so long, it's finally my turn." Han Zhao grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth.

   Murong Qi stimulated the white tiger blood in his body to the extreme, stood up suddenly, raised his sword and slashed at Han Zhao.

  However, in the next second, his body flew back at three times the speed before, and was deeply embedded in the mountain wall. He felt as if his internal organs had been displaced, and the severe pain made his body convulse.

   "A pointless struggle." Han Zhao said lightly.

   "How could I be defeated by you! It's impossible!" Murong Qi listened to these familiar words, he didn't want to believe the reality.

  Boom!

  Tianzhou.

  Since the First World War a thousand years ago, Zhongzhou has been reduced to a treacherous domain, and the five surnames and ten rich families have moved to Tianzhou.

  Daliang City, as the capital of the Great Wei Dynasty, is the largest and most prosperous city in Tianzhou.

  The resident population here is nearly 20 million, covering an area of ​​more than 10 million mu.

  Almost at the same time as Ji Qingshuang died, the central tower of a large luxury building complex in XC District of Daliang City was four floors high.

  A white-haired old man was sitting in front of the futon, and on the cabinet in front of him were jade plaques with names written on them.

   With a crisp sound, a jade tablet in the front of the third row suddenly shattered.

  The white-haired old man opened his eyes when he heard his movement, and looked at the name displayed on the jade tablet, his expression changed suddenly.

   "Qingshuang is actually dead? Too bad! The seven evils cover the pieces!"

   At the same time, on the square in the central area of ​​Daliang City.

  The 'Kirin List' and the 'Qiantian List' stand tall.

   It's just that the list of steles here is more than double that of other places, exceeding 20 meters.

  At this time, a dazzling green light bloomed at the top of the Kirin list.

   "What a big movement!"

   "The top 20 on the Kirin list changed?!"

   "My God!"

  Everyone gathered around, shocked by the news of changing the list.

  I saw the name of Murong Qi, who was ranked nineteenth, flickering.

   Immediately afterwards, Ji Qingshuang, who was ranked seventeenth, quickly disappeared without a blurred avatar and name.

   And Murong Qi's name went up.

   "Is it Murong Qi from the White Tiger Family of Chu State?!"

   "He killed Ji Qingshuang of Ji's family!"

   "Damn it! This Chu countryman is too arrogant, Ji Qingshuang really doesn't live up to it!"

   "If you had met Murong Qi instead, you would have died faster!"

   Among the onlookers, there were also descendants of aristocratic families, and even some people quarreled.

  The top 20 people on the Qilin list are the existences that the children of these top-level magic soldiers have to look up to.

   "Why did you change the list again?!"

   It was only 20 breaths after the ranking change was over, and a scream once again attracted everyone's attention.

  Seeing that the unicorn list became more and more green, Murong Qi's name also disappeared.

  A name that is extremely unfamiliar to everyone appeared on the list—Han Zhao.

   "Han Zhao?!"

   "Who is this?"

   "I haven't heard of it at all!"

   "Name: Han Zhao, Age: 24 years old, Origin: Nu Jiao Gang, Martial Arts: Vajra Art, Nu Jiao True Kung Fu, Realm: Master of the Four Qis!"

   "It turned out to be a pure warrior? How is this possible?"

   "No, Murong Qi just killed Ji Qingshuang, and was immediately replaced by Han Zhao. Could it be that this warrior named Han Zhao and Ji Qingshuang besieged Murong Qi, and as a result, both Murong Qi and Ji Qingshuang were injured, and he picked it up?"

   "Impossible! This person can't be on the list by luck!"

   There was a lot of discussion among the children of the aristocratic family in the field.

  The warriors stared wide-eyed, "There won't be another Qi Xuanming among the warriors, right?"

   "Han Zhao? Diamond Art? This" Among the children of the aristocratic family, a woman about 30 years old stared at the list with wide eyes.

  She was wearing a long purple dress, her skin was white and greasy, and her appearance was beautiful, but her expression was very stiff. She was Ji Zhuling who gave the Vajra Art to Han Zhao back then.

  The same thing happened in all the prefectures and cities of Wei, Qi, and Chu.

   On the square of Yuanchang Fucheng.

   "Han Han. Han Zhao? Brother Han?!" Su Tianqi stuttered as he looked at the names on the list.

   "Cousin, pinch me to see if I'm dreaming!"

  Su Tianqi turned his head to look at Su Ningqiu, only to find that her mouth was bigger than his own, and could swallow more than two eggs.

  Overnight, Han Zhao's name resounded throughout the Three Kingdoms, and his fame shook the world.