Chapter 1958： Zhu Xin's name!

The Holy Way in his later years is the strength of that serious old man. But even in his later years, it is the power of the holy way, and Hua Tian cannot stop it. In the first beckoning, Hua Tian was beaten into the air and severely injured vomiting blood, which is enough to prove. Some things can't be changed with firm determination and will. In the face of the absolute power gap, everything is powerless, determination and will will only turn into a wave of unwillingness and pain before failure or death.

Roar!

Huatian incarnates as a giant bear. In fact, his bravery is first-class for the public, and ordinary people will not be his opponents. However, what I encountered this time was the power of the Holy Way. There are only a handful of people in the realm of the Holy Path. Hua Tian couldn't help it, it was not his problem.

The serious old man could not bear Hua Tian's stubbornness. Since Hua Tian wanted to die, he would let Hua Tian die. He faced Hua Tian who was rushing forward, again writing with his right hand in the air, and hummed, "Painting the ground is a prison."

Taking text as an attack is really a wonderful way. As long as the book is written in words, there are related secrets. Able to comprehend this kind of secret technique, that must be a great talent. A hundred years ago, Wen Sheng Wen Dingmo first created this Dao Xing, so Wen Dingmo is definitely a great talent. It is a pity that since Shengyu He Shengliang was defeated by Tang Ye, he was defeated in the cemetery of the heroes, and even more so strangely, he was killed by his grandson. The great talent of heaven and earth fell miserably. From this point of view, it seems that there is nothing to be enviable.

At this time, the old man who can use Wen Sheng's way has a lot to do with Wen Sheng. After he wrote that the painted ground is a prison, the four words "painted ground is a prison" flew out, turned into four ropes, and then soared down into the sky, inserted around Huatian, making Huatian unable to move forward or retreat. Huatian was tied in place. Then, the upper ends of the four ropes twisted and twisted, binding Hua Tian's limbs.

Roar!

Hua Tian was even more immobile, roaring again and again, anxious and irritable. But he still couldn't get rid of it, even if his limbs bleed from the struggle.

At this time, the serious old man looked indifferent and showed no mercy to Hua Tian. After restraining Hua Tian, ​​he continued to write and said: "Just now it was the second move, now the third move. If you can stop it, you can spare you not to die. . However, you must have no chance to block it."

"An arrow through the heart!" The serious old man shouted again, and wrote the four characters, one arrow through the heart, and then the four characters flew into the air, condensing into a sharp arrow, facing the bound Huatian Heart shot out.

Hua Tian has been restrained and cannot break free, so a sharp arrow flies and pierces his heart, and he will definitely die. Unless it is protected by the power of the true god, but the true **** has not yet come, there are basically no people protected by the power of the true god.

Hua Tian looked at the flying arrow and knew that he couldn't avoid it. He looked back at Wang Jiuxiao, apologized and couldn't protect Wang Jiuxiao anymore.

Then, Hua Tian changed back to a human form, but was still bound, kneeling on the ground and taking his life.

call!

The arrow pierced the heart and flew over and was about to pierce Huatian, but suddenly, the arrow stopped moving.

"Huh?" Seeing this situation, the serious old man frowned slightly, expressing surprise. What kind of power is this that can actually stop one's own power.

When the serious old man was puzzled, the gentle old man who hadn't taken action already looked into the small courtyard. Then I saw Wang Jiuxiao stood up and walked towards them step by step.

Soon the serious old man also noticed this. He frowned even more, looking at Wang Jiuxiao who was walking in doubt. He didn't expect that Wang Jiuxiao still had such power, and he could stop him from hitting his heart. Then think about it, he can accept it. After all, Wang Jiuxiao is a genius of the Wang family. He joined the army since he was a child and grew up on the battlefield. He has made countless contributions and is extremely powerful. He is known as the "victorious general". If there is no strong power, I am afraid I will not live now.

This figure who combines the skills of a military commander and the talent of Wenhou has always been the focus of everyone's attention. However, if the Tianxiong Yuxi is destroyed, it is destroyed. Without the Tianxiong Yuxi, the emperor is no longer the true emperor. Then there is no protection of the emperor's majesty, it is just an elite master. In this way, killing him only requires strength to be above him. The two old people naturally have the strength above Wang Jiuxiao, so they are not afraid, nor worried, they are bound to kill Wang Jiuxiao.

Wang Jiuxiao walked out of the small courtyard, stopped by Hua Tian, ​​and then reached out and flicked the sharp arrow shot by the serious old man, and the sharp arrow disappeared. Wang Jiuxiao can solve this easily. His strength is probably far above Hua Tian. But still keeping Huatian by his side as a bodyguard, in addition to being a form, it is probably also a home for Huatian. Huatian knows these meanings, so Huatian's loyalty is extremely firm.

Hua Tian was rescued by Wang Jiuxiao, but due to excessive physical exertion, he fainted and lost consciousness. Wang Jiuxiao gave a light push, pushing Huatian into the small courtyard. Next, it was his battle.

Looking at the two elders, Wang Jiuxiao smiled and said, "I have always known that a powerful force is targeting the Red Wall Palace. It wasn't until the devil appeared in the cemetery of the heroic spirits not long ago that he suspected that the second sage of writing and painting a hundred years ago. Power. Now it seems that there is no need to be suspicious, it must be. This senior waved his hand to write a text and struck each other with text. He must be a descendant of the text saint a hundred years ago. As for the one next to him, after painting the saint?"

The serious old man and the other old men frowned when they heard Wang Jiuxiao's words, and they were a little surprised. It was their descendants of the Second Sage of Art and Painting that led this second century plan. Yes, but they did not appear, so few people would guess that it was the organization of the Second Sage of Art and Painting that year. After the first one-hundred-year plan appeared that year, the Second Sage of Painting and Painting failed, and the Red Wall Palace attacked the family of the Second Sage of Painting and Painting so that no one would think they could do anything. They got up again because of the help of that big man.

It was hidden so deeply that Wang Jiuxiao knew about it. The serious old man and the old man beside him can only think that Chen Hebi and Fengzhu Curtain have exposed their traces. After all, the last time a demon was born in the cemetery of the heroes was done by Chen Hebi and Fengzhu Lian.

It seems that young people are lacking in training, and they are not opponents of characters like Wang Jiuxiao. The serious old man and the old man beside him felt a little pity. But that's all, now that the overall situation is set, what's going on with Chen Hebi and Feng Zhulian. As long as Wang Jiuxiao is killed, the plan can be half done, and then other arrangements will be made.

The serious old man looked at Wang Jiuxiao, laughed, and said, "As expected, the emperor who sits in the palace of the Red Wall, he actually knows our identity. In that case, we don’t hide it anymore. After the next step is Wen Sheng, Ben There is a Wen family name, but now you can only call "Chen". This is all forced by your Red Wall court. I can tell you my name, Chen Gaichao."

"Let's talk about the name of the next, Feng Chenghe." After the serious old man said, the old man beside him added.

Wang Jiuxiao finds it interesting, change the court? It's really a name that punishes the heart.