Chapter 1190

A puppet was cut off.

Zhao Ji looked at Yang Shou's tomb and patted his forehead. "OK, it seems that it's useless for you Zhang Xuan to sneak in secretly. I'll give you the chance to fight for three moves. You go and take Yang xingxia. Remember, don't kill him."

In front of the tower, Yang shoumu steps forward, holding an iron sword with its tip to the ground.

The iron sword in Yang shoumu's hand was not as dazzling as the purple light in Zhang Xuan's hand, but it was in this underground palace. All sources of pressure!

Zhang Xuan glanced at Yang Shou's tomb and said in a voice, "be careful, the ancient Xixia people have the name of God of war, this sword. It seems ordinary, but it's actually Yuan Hao's army. It's watered by the blood of thousands of people. It's extremely sharp. If you get hurt by this sword, you may have a hidden disease all your life. "

Hearing this, Zhao Ji took a rather unexpected look at Zhang Xuan. "Unexpectedly, you still have something to do with this Xixia inheritance record."

Zhang Xuan didn't make a sound, because he didn't know how to answer Zhao Ji. Zhang Xuan didn't know why he knew the sword in Yang Shou's tomb so well, which was inherited by Xixia. He has never been to understand, just like just those things, has been hidden in his mind, but has not been used, did not think about.

Yang shoumu danced a sword flower with his iron sword.

Zhao Ji cheered: "descendants of Xixia, you break the rules of the world of gas refiners, and violate the agreement. You open the inheritance at will! Your behavior is totally a unilateral violation of the world rules of gas refiners! I, Zhao Ji, as the ninth Bureau, warn you to stop your actions immediately and wait for trial! "

Yang shoumu looks at Yang xingxia behind him. He knows the rules of the world of gas refiners.

Yang xingxia's face is indifferent, "I, Yang xingxia, is a descendant of Xixia. When will you agree to inherit it from our ancestors? What ability do you have to make such rules in the ninth bureau? "

"It's not a rule of the ninth Bureau." Zhao Ji shook his head, "it was Lu Xian who made the contract with all parties."

"Lu Xian?" Yang xingxia looked at Yang Shou's tomb and said, "what you mean by the ninth bureau is to threaten me with the name of a dead man?"

As soon as Yang xingxia said this, both Yang Shou's tomb and the blonde woman's face changed.

The blonde has already reminded Yang xingxia, but Yang xingxia is still so brainless!

The whole body of the blonde is trembling. If it is not for the fool's use value, she will never have half intersection with the fool again!

Yang shoumu looked back and murmured, "young master, don't be disrespectful!"

"Disrespect?" Yang xingxia gave a sneer. "I'm a descendant of Xixia. I was a great sage of Xixia. Now I'm dead when I die. Lu Xian is only a person of later generations. Why can't I say when I die? Is it wrong to tell the truth? "

"Yang shoumu." Zhao Ji looked at the man holding the iron sword, "as a Taoist protector, what the descendants of Xixia did has a direct relationship with you. Since you don't put the contract in your eyes, don't blame me, Zhao Ji, for acting on behalf of the ninth inning! You Yang Shou tomb is the general knowledge of the people, not, but also wholeheartedly protect this person? He will pass on the whole Xixia and be doomed! "

Yang shoumu raised his arms gently. Jian Jian points to Zhao Ji, "Shaozhu is the only descendant of Xixia. Even if there is anything wrong, he should be forgiven. Only Shaozhu can inherit Xixia. I, Yang Shou, was born in Xixia. It's useless to say more."

"Well, in that case..." Zhao Ji narrowed his eyes, touched his beard, and then moved, "don't blame us, Zhang Xuan, do it!"

At the time of calling out the word "start", Zhao Ji rushed to Yang Shou's tomb.

Facing Zhao Ji. Yang Shou's tomb stabbed a sword, which was very direct and simple. It was a stabbing action, but this simple action caused countless changes in the underground palace. If there was a strong aura in essence, it formed a huge edge. With Yang Shou's tomb sword, he went straight to Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji's eyes were shocked, "a sword for decades, a sword for the extreme, if it's really powerful, if you can do this, even Emperor Wu will be trampled by you. It's a pity that you only have this sword, only one sword, I'm Zhao Ji. There is still a way to resist it

Zhao Ji pushed his hands back on his chest and gave a loud drink.

"Ha

A drink, Zhao Ji chest lit up a white awn, white awn form a shield, to resist Yang Shou tomb stab out this sword.

When the sword stabbed at the shield, the white light shield broke in an instant, and the sword of Yang Shou's tomb also stopped.

"Zhang Xuan, there are two more moves. Hurry up!" Let's have a drink.

Without hesitation, Zhang Xuan took the purple God awn in his hand and went straight to Yang xingxia.

Although Zhao Ji said, let Zhang Xuan not hurt Yang xingxia's life, but in this case, if Zhang Xuan does not want to kill, he is not the king of hell!

The purple light appears in Yang xingxia's eyes, then enlarges in Yang xingxia's pupil until it fills Yang xingxia's whole pupil.

Yang xingxia's face showed a look of fear, which made his hair explode, "old man! What are you doing, watching me die! ""Zhang Xuan, you dare!" Yang shouts at the tomb and stabs Zhang Xuan with a sword. The action of this sword is still ordinary. The power that can be brought up is more terrible than Zhang Xuan's purple God awn.

When the purple awn touched Yang Shou's tomb sword, it completely disappeared, leaving no trace.

At the critical moment, Zhao Ji bullied himself and offered his chest light shield again to resist Yang Shou's sword.

The light shield was broken again, and Yang Shou's tomb also accepted the move again, Zhang Xuan's sword. Still cut to Yang xingxia.

"Zhang, if you want to kill Yang xingxia, pass me first!" The blonde beside Yang xingxia stood up when the purple light touched Yang xingxia. She clapped out her arms to break up Zhang Xuan's divine mischief.

Zhang Xuan's move was exhausted because of the influence of Yang Shou's tomb, and failed to exert the greatest lethality.

The blonde stands in front of Yang xingxia. Staring at Zhang Xuan with a smile, he said with a playful tone: "I'll let you kill Yang xingxia. How can I watch him play with your wife in the future? I'm afraid you'll leave Yinzhou soon. No one will be able to protect your wife at that time. Yang xingxia can play with her as much as he wants, and he can make a video for you to see. "

Zhang Xuan's heart was filled with anger. After Zhang Xuan entered the underground palace this time, his desire for destruction was extremely strong. Now the words of the blonde woman directly ignited the powder keg in Zhang Xuan's heart.

A purple lotus rose from Zhang Xuan's head.

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