Chapter 485

As time goes on, about two quarters of an hour ago, the watchman Yamen.

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In essence, Haoqi building is Wei Yuan's office, in which there are many officials and think tanks who deliver information and analyze intelligence.

Yuan Xiong's new official took office three fires, only in time to burn to the watchmen. The officials in Haoqi building were not affected for the time being. If yuan Xiong didn't die, the fire would burn to them sooner or later.

Because they are Wei Yuan's confidants.

I just didn't expect that Yuan Xiong took over the position of Wei Gong yesterday and became the leader of haoqilou. Today he died at the hands of Xu Qi'an...

The officials stood at the corner of the corridor on each floor, watching him silently, watching the green clothes come down the stairs slowly.

A pair of eyes, there is reverence, sadness, moved, there are tears flashing.

The changes of the court situation these days, what happened in the watchman's Yamen yesterday, they see in the eye, heart clear.

If you don't speak on your face, there must be resentment in your heart.

However, those who can hold a pen can't hold a knife. Those who can hold the knife can not hold the fleeting courage.

Wei Gong has been a watchman for 21 years, and many people have benefited from him. Now that he is dead, his friends have fallen, and all parties are watching coldly.

In the end, it was the young man, who had been a watchman for less than a year, who was angry for him.

The officials looked at him, and sorrow was brewing in silence.

Xu Qi'an went out of Haoqi building and came to Yuan Xiong's body. He took out his knife and cut off his head. He held it in his hand.

If you want to ruin Duke Wei, I won't agree!

The officials rushed out of Haoqi building and were crowded outside.

When Xu Qi'an turned and left, a choking voice came from behind: "Xu Yinluo, you can escape..."

it was the guard in front of Haoqi building.

"Xu Yinluo, go, you go."

"Xu Yinluo, lost his head, let's go."

"Please..."

they seem to have foreseen something and each has their own voice.

But the words are noisy.

Xu Qian stopped and left.

He went to yamen gate in silence. Along the way, watchmen's eyes focused on it. No one spoke or dared to stop him.

Eyes stopped behind him, then turned to the head that was being carried.

People are changing colors.

He left the watchman's Yamen and went to the palace along the long street.

In the silence, a silver Gong trembled and said, "it can't be like this."

He broke into the Yamen to kill people. Instead of retreating immediately after the incident, he went out with his head and went to the imperial city....

someone suddenly screamed: "he's going to make trouble in the imperial palace!"

"It can't work like this. Duke Wei is gone. No one can protect him like he did last time. He killed yuan Xiong. It's a big crime to destroy the family. We can't make trouble any more. We have to run away."

"Who can stop him, can't stop him."

He was too aggressive. Last time he was able to kill the Duke of the state, it was because there was the Duke of Wei and the dead admonishment of all the princes. These civil and military officials were in front of him, and under pressure, he was able to retreat.

This time, the situation is different. If he dares to make trouble, he will definitely invite the army and experts to suppress him.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao took the lead in chasing out with a knife.

The rest of the watchmen looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

"We have a wife, children, old and young. We can't be impulsive."

"Just, just go and have a look, just have a look."

"You can't do nothing."

As for how to deal with it at that time, they didn't think well.

After finding a reason for himself, someone stepped out of the Yamen.

Then, one by two... Swarmed out.

At that moment, the autumn frost was heavy, and most of the people didn't get up in the morning.

In front of the morning food stall on the street, a stall owner, holding hot soybean milk in both hands, walks to the diners at the table.

At a certain moment, he looked at the street and opened his eyes. The sea bowl in his hand fell to the ground and broke, and the hot soybean milk splashed all over the ground.

The diners followed his eyes. In the dim morning light, they were dressed in green clothes, holding a knife and holding a head in their left hand.

He was followed by nearly a hundred watchmen.

The stall owner slowly drew back his eyes and looked at the diners: "is that Xu Yinluo?"

"Ah, is he Xu Yinluo?"

Some people have never seen the real face of Xu Yinluo.

"No, that's right. It's him. It's Xu Yinluo. What is he going to do?"

"With his head in his hand, hissing, is Xu Yingong going to kill corrupt officials again?"

"There are so many watchmen behind me..."

the street vendors, the peddlers who come to the city early, and some of the people who go out to work are lucky to see this scene.When Xu Yinluo was found walking along the main road towards the Imperial City, the people who witnessed him could not help interacting with each other.

"Who is the head that Xu Yinluo is carrying in his hand?"

"Who knows, he must not be a good man, otherwise Xu Yinluo would not have killed him. I remember the last time I killed two Guogong in Caishikou, but I didn't witness it with my own eyes.... "

the voice suddenly stopped.

A few seconds later, someone screamed, "follow up, follow up and have a look."

People who were just surprised suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter. Immediately call for friends and fall behind the watchman.

Along the way, passers-by pointed out and asked each other.

"It's like that."

"What are you doing with these watchmen?"

The people in the team said, "the leader is Xu Yinluo. Don't you recognize him? You are blind. "

"Don't talk nonsense. We don't know. Just watch the excitement. Don't forget that the last time Xu Yinluo made such a stir, it was the Chuzhou massacre."

The people who didn't know where they were were were so surprised that they joined the team.

...

the Imperial City, on the wall.

Yulinwei, who is guarding the south gate, can see from a distance the spacious main road. The crowd is surging. Looking down, it's full of heads.

The last one who attacked was the common people.

With a team of nearly 1000 people, the capital is prosperous and wealthy, and the common people are generally lazy and get up late. Especially with the deepening of autumn, the weather turns cold, and the families who are not forced to make a living are still sleeping and lingering with warm bedclothes.

Therefore, it is very rare to have a large team of nearly a thousand people.

The guards quickly ignored the common people, lingered on the 100 watchmen for a moment, and locked the leader's green clothes.

Xu Qi'an, the former silver Gong, has a head hanging from his waist.

The commander of yulinwei South City, with a serious face, said: "warm up the artillery, prepare the crossbow, follow my orders..."

no matter how much attention you pay to this evil star, especially the recent tense situation, the imperial court wants to punish Wei Yuan's crime. At this point, Xu Qi'an is a bad comer and a good one will not come.

The commander of Yulin Wei stood at the head of the city and said, "the important place of the Imperial City, the idle people stop."

As he spoke, he raised his hand. The Yulin guards at the head of the city might adjust their guns and aim at the demonstration.

Or raise the crossbow and pull the bow.

Just wait for the commander's order to launch the attack.

The attack on Qingyi really stopped.

Seeing this, commander Yulin Wei was relieved. As soon as Duke Wei died, this rebellious young man had to restrain his lawlessness.

At this time, he saw Xu Qi'an take his head down his waist, hold it high, and yell:

"twenty one years ago, Wei Yuan led his army to the Shanhaiguan Pass to fight against yaoman, Nanman and wushenjiao. If there is no Wei Yuan in this war, there will be no Dafeng. However, the emperor was forced to abolish his accomplishments, seize military power and live in the imperial court. "

The watchman behind him was not angry, and he felt aggrieved for Wei Gong.

Among the common people, the young people don't feel much, but the old know that Xu Yinluo is telling the truth.

The commander of the feather Forest Guard squinted, his hand still lifted.

"Today, twenty one years later, Wei Yuan led his army to fight against the witchcraft cult. He was afraid that he would triumph, and it was hard to suppress him. He joined forces with treacherous officials to cut off the food and grass of 100000 troops. He joined hands with the witchcraft cult in Jingshan city to kill Wei Yuan and destroy the army.

"Later, he conspired with Yuan Xiong, a treacherous minister, to tarnish his name and reputation, trampling on the victory of the 100000 troops in exchange for their lives."

The voice is high pitched and loud, and it comes into the people's ears.

Listen to them in an uproar.

The soldiers who went out to fight against the sorcerer religion suffered heavy casualties. This is the talk spread all over the city recently. Even when the peddlers and pawns stopped to drink tea together, they would angrily denounce the eunuch for being wrong.

But the same thing, from Xu Yinluo's mouth, is totally different.

The emperor connects with the treacherous officials, cuts off the food and grass of the army, and kills the marshal of the unified army by uniting with the voodoo religion.

The eyes of the watchmen were red, not sad, but angry.

If Xu Ningyan's words were true, it would be an intolerable and unforgivable crime for them.

"Shoot the arrow!"

Li He, commander of Yulin Wei.

The bowstring trembled and the gun popped out of the chamber.

Whistling shells, carrying white crossbows and arrows, killed Xu Qian, regardless of the lives of ordinary people.

The people screamed and fled, looking for shelter.

Boom boom!

Shells and crossbows exploded in mid air, as if they were blocked by the invisible air.

"I'm so sad that I can't bear the 600 year old foundation of my ancestors to be destroyed by the hands of the treacherous monarch and ministers..."Xu Qi'an stood still and threw his head hard. His voice was like thunder: "so today, when every man is angry, his blood splashes five steps, and the world is pure!"

At the head of the city, the crossbow of the gun bed burst.

Throwing his head over the Imperial City, he smashed the gate in green clothes and killed the emperor.

In Jinluan hall, with the deafening roar, the Taiping sword roared in the air, trying to nail the yellow robe to the Dragon chair.

His eyes followed Dao Guang and looked at the king who had been overlooking the court for nearly 40 years.

I saw that emperor Jing of the Yuan Dynasty reached out and seized the edge of the peerless magic weapon with his flesh and blood.

The Taiping Dao breathes out its breath and vibrates, but it can't get rid of the shackles of this white jade palm.

"Do you think I've been practicing Taoism for 21 years, and I'm really so miserable?"

Emperor Jing of the Yuan Dynasty looked at Xu Qi'an with a smile, and his tone was calm, just like the God above, dominating everything.

Two people across the hall, eye contact, Xu Qian will know, Joan of arc and Yuan Jing fusion.

One Qi, three clearness, one person, one person, three can be separated and combined.

"Do you think I'm going to kill you just because I'm angry?"

Xu Qi'an also treated it in a calm tone and said, "the late emperor Joan of arc!"

"You know who I am!"

Yuanjingdi frowned slightly, as if surprised.

Hum!

Taiping Dao shakes out Dao Qi, which makes the big case of laying yellow silk fall apart, makes Dao Dao Dao marks appear on the golden steps, and some Dao Qi breaks the small eight trigrams bronze medal.

The next moment, Emperor Jing of the Yuan Dynasty and Taiping Dao disappear in the Jinluan hall.

Teleporter!

It's not only Yuanjing but also Joan of arc who kills the king.

Joan of arc is an expert in robbing, and Xu Qi'an himself is also a third class. The battle cannot take place in the capital.

Otherwise, millions will die.

Xu Qi'an swept all the princes in the hall, their expressions were stiff and their eyes were confused.

"The emperor has no way. Xu fells it today. The princes are waiting for the result in the hall."

After that, he took out a small bronze medal and crushed it.

Qingguang includes him and disappears.

...

the Meridian Gate Square was in chaos, the trumpets and drums were heard all over the palace, and the guards swarmed to the Meridian Gate.

Taking advantage of the weak guard of the palace, Huaiqing led his confidants to Jingyang hall, where emperor Jingdi lived.

"Tied up!"

The cool and precious eldest daughter waved her hand.

Twenty highly cultivated bodyguards effortlessly subdued the bodyguards outside the palace.

Huaiqing, holding a stack of handwritten books in her arms, moves quickly. Her skirt flies up and she enters the palace of emperor Yuanjing alone.

Across the high threshold, straight to the Royal study of Huaiqing, fierce pause step, seems to feel something, turn to bedroom, see the array drawn on the ground, see the floating beads.

See the painful struggle, is a little bit pulled out of the Golden Dragon.

Underground Golden Dragon... Dragon vein? Is this the plan of my father? What does he want to do?

Huaiqing heart flashed many questions, she just want to close, then see the bead in the eye rotation, deep staring at himself.

Staring at by this eyeball, Huaiqing is awed by the fact that at the same time, the warrior's instinct is crazy.

Huaiqing is a wise and decisive woman. She turns away and returns to the imperial study. She spreads out a handwritten letter on a big case to seal them.

There are two types of handwritten contents: the first is the order to close the gate; the second is the order to deploy the imperial guards.

The handwriting has been stamped with the seal of the cabinet. As long as it is stamped with the emperor's seal, all the gates of the capital can be closed, and the troops in the capital can be kept in the city.

On that day, members of the heaven and Earth Society agreed that regicide must meet two prerequisites.

1、 Fighting cannot take place in the city.

2、 The five battalions of the Imperial Army under the direct command of emperor Jing of the Yuan Dynasty could not take part in the battle.

The five battalions of the Imperial Army are composed of Shenji battalion, which controls advanced artillery, chariot crossbow, bed crossbow, well-equipped cavalry battalion, charge battalion composed of heavy cavalry, Baizhan battalion composed of heavy infantry, and navy.

This is Dafeng's most elite troops. They are top-notch in terms of combat capability, equipment and military experts.

If this army can come out, let alone in Dafeng, even in Kyushu, there are only a few that can compete with it.

The significance of their existence is to protect the capital and ensure that the capital of the country will not be captured.

After the seal was sealed, Huaiqing ran out of his bedroom and called the chief bodyguard, saying, "go to the forbidden camp and give these five manuscripts to the commanders of each camp.

"The rest of the handwriting should be sent to the cabinet and given to Wang Shoufu."

She gives orders in an orderly way.......

Nanyuan, Beijing suburb.

The array engraved on the outside of the forest lights up, and the emperor of Yuan Jing, wearing a yellow robe, appears. He holds the Taiping sword in his hand and looks around calmly.

"Nanyuan!"

Just a glance, he recognized that this was the royal hunting ground. The vast woodland of 260 miles was really suitable for the battlefield.

Yuan Jingdi looked at a place with deep malice in his eyes. He shook his hand and threw out his sabre.

There, the clear light flickered, and Xu Qi'an's figure appeared. The Taiping sword just shot, as if he had hit the blade himself.

Ding!

The golden light blows and dances, the Taiping sword is bounced away, and then happily enters the master's hands.

Emperor yuan couldn't help narrowing his eyes and frowning:

"Sanpin? I see. No wonder Wei Yuan was short of second grade of Qi and blood on that day, so he left behind. Tut, if you are not very familiar with him, I have to doubt that you are his illegitimate son. "

Being polluted by the head of the land clan, he did not hide his jealousy and turned his malice into a murderous intention.

Jealousy is one of the worst emotions in human nature. After 20 years of cultivation, the emperor, who was promoted from an ordinary man to a second class, became the small group of people at the top of Kyushu, sincerely envied the young man.

Compared with his humiliation, the other side all the way high-profile, harvest fame and wealth, even Wei Yuan are willing to pave the way for him.

It took only one year to become a third grade Wufu from a mere mole ant.

Xu Qi'an put his sword into the scabbard and sneered: "if I tell you that Huaiqing and the fourth prince are his blood, do you believe it?"

Yuan Jing emperor slowly convergence expression, indifference way: "you are challenging me."

In response to him, it was Xu Qi'an's bold knife.

It's amazing.

Taiping Dao + heaven and earth chop + heart sword + Yangyi + Buddha lion roar!

Broken jade!

What comes out with the light of the sword is the deafening roar of the lion.

Aware of the power of the sword, yuan Jingdi's figure suddenly disappeared and flashed at a very fast speed. The Yellow bodies flashed and disappeared again and again, but he couldn't escape the sword in any case.

He stretched out his hands, wrapped the golden light and black light in his palms, and held the knife light.

Chi......

in the sound of Qi ablation, the light of the knife is annihilated.

The Taoist Yang God, known as immortal Dharma body, is the sublimation of the inviolability of the golden elixir.

Once you step into the realm of a land immortal, the Yang God and the physical body overlap, and you can even fight with the Wufu.

Of course, the attack power and durability are definitely not as good as Wufu.

Xu Qi'an appears behind the emperor Jing of Yuan Dynasty and cuts him down with a knife. He doesn't expect that the "intention" of Sipin can hurt the master of 2pin.

Meaning is also to be cultivated.

The meaning of Wufu can be sublimated only in the second grade. The third grade is immortal, which has nothing to do with the meaning of the fourth grade.

Just like the four grades and three grades of Confucianism, they have nothing to do with each other.

What Xu Qi'an wants is to use this knife to bring the relationship between the two sides closer, and hit the other side with a series of moves.

Emperor Yuanjing looked up and roared silently.

Xu seven an brain "buzz" of a shock, dizziness * symptoms, around several dozen miles around, small as insects, such as elk, wild boar, have been killed, body intact.

Seize the gap of his Yuanshen concussion, yuanjingdi sleeve burst out a way of brilliance.

According to the mirror, capture the other party's spirit, extend the control.

Summon the spirit flag, brush out a way of Yin light, attack the yuan God.

Three soul eating nails shot at each other, trying to penetrate each other's head acupoints, but in Wufu's physique, they couldn't fly.

Two copper rings locked Xu Qi'an's wrists.

The seven items of daomen are called Shiqi. They can drive magic weapons, including flying sword. When you reach the realm of emperor Jing of Yuan Dynasty, it's easy to control many magic weapons at one time.

In addition, daomen is also a system with the ability to refine magic weapons. But not as proficient as a warlock, almost any magic weapon can be refined.

While controlling the weapon attack, Emperor Jing of the Yuan Dynasty summoned a green front and handed it out with a sword. The light of the sword was overwhelming.

He took the method of Renzong's practice, which was also the second grade of Renzong. His attack power was no worse than Luoyu's.

Among the three schools of Taoism, Renzong is the most aggressive.

Even in the martial arts, Renzong sword is the best when it comes to attack power, and it can break the martial arts' copper skin and iron bone.

In the light of sword, Vajra's magical skill persisted for a few breath, but failed to hold on. A sword pierced the heart.

Red blood splashed behind Xu Qi'an's back.

Emperor yuan Jingdi madly urged his sword spirit to wipe out the vitality of the new third class. His eyes twinkled with the same malice as dizong's evil way. He said with a grim smile:

"the new Wufu of the third class is also worthy of fighting with me?"

He has been in the second grade for many years, and the whole country has the resources to practice. How can this boy who has just entered the third grade be able to compete.

"I got you."Xu Qian showed a smile and roared: "Shenshu!"

A deep, vast, solemn and terrible breath revived in Xu Qi'an's body.

A magic pattern like fire appeared in the center of eyebrows. The skin became black quickly, and a halo of fire appeared behind the head.

Xu Qi'an's breath soared from the beginning of the third grade to the peak of the third grade.

It's not the power of God for one person, it's the power of the combination of the two.

Bang!

The bronze mirror cracked.

The flag burst.

Crack the copper ring.

"I'll take the lead!" Xu Qian said.

Now he is a real high-quality warrior. He controls the ability of Huajin. He can even kill the experts of other systems. He no longer needs to be led by Shenshu.

"Good!"

There was a deep voice in his body.

God is forced to wake up, can wake up a top strong sleep, of course, only another top strong.

After waking up that day, Xu Qi'an said that he had only one request for the prison, that is, to help him wake up Shenshu.

But at that time, the supervisor refused. He just asked him to go to Yunlu academy first.

After taking over the blood pill left by Wei Yuan from the president, Xu Qi'an knew the intention of the supervisor.

Shenshu is a bottomless hole with insufficient food. If he is awake, Weiyuan's blood pill will be cheap.

At the next moment, a storm like blow came to Yuanjing, and the waves exploded.

Emperor Yuanjing only felt that in all directions, the sky and the earth were enemies. The attacks come from different angles, dense as rain, unable to evade, difficult to resist.

This is the high quality Wufu.

Poof!

Xu Qi'an's hands merged, penetrated emperor yuan Jing's chest and tore it.

Split up!

Blood sprinkled on the dark Qiu Jie's body, more fierce as the devil.

At this moment, Emperor Jing of the Yuan Dynasty officially died, which is a real death.

The figure of the golden light and the black light ran away, stood in the air, and looked down at Xu Qi'an with a gloomy face.

Joan of arc.

Xu Qi'an silently looked at the corpse on the ground, flashed scenes of past events in his mind, flashed the image of emperor Yuanjing's dignified and indifferent.

Flashed the scene of the emperor sitting in the Dragon chair.

Although the emperor had been replaced by Joan of arc, he was still happy.

He killed the dog Emperor himself. From this moment on, Yuanjing became history and no longer existed.

Joan of arc's face twitched slightly. Although Yuan Jing's body was limited, it was a real life for him.

One person has three lives.

In a quarter of an hour, he lost his life.

Looking at the magical figure, Emperor Joan of arc suddenly realized something, pointed to Xu Qi'an and growled:

"it's you, it's you. You are the mysterious figure who appeared in Chuzhou that day, and the seal under Sampo is on you!"

He was venomous and hateful.

It turned out to be him. It was Xu Qi'an who killed the northern king of the town.

"I knew it was you. When you returned to the capital that day, I should have broken you to pieces. I regret how many times I missed the chance to kill you. You can deceive me because the supervisor has shielded the secret for you, so that I can't feel its existence. "

Joan of arc's attitude burst. He watched the little man grow up, raised a tiger for trouble, and tolerated the little man grow up step by step.

Only now do we know that the person who kills another part of us is around us.

Xu Qi'an not only killed his identity, but also took his body back to Beijing, jumped up and down, killed the Duke of the country, and denounced him in front of the people.

Bullying too much, bullying too much!!

Emperor Joan of arc was both surprised and angry. His heart was as vicious as a river. He gritted his teeth and said, "I won't give you another chance."

Xu Qi'an said lightly: "Yuanjing is dead. After today, Dafeng changed his throne."

Hearing this, Emperor Joan of arc showed a proud smile: "you're right. After today, Dafeng really wants to change its owner, and it will become a subsidiary state of witchcraft."

Sure enough, the purpose of the former Emperor was to make Dafeng a subsidiary state of witchcraft. He wanted to follow the example of salen AGU......

"what are you going to do?"

Emperor Joan of arc breathed the aura of heaven and earth and recovered. He opened his arms and seemed to show his greatness. He said: "do you know the dragon vein? The dynasty ruled not only people but also territory. The heart is the carrier of Qi, and the dragon vein is the essence of transportation and cohesion.

"As long as I take out the spirit of the dragon vein and dedicate it to the God of witchcraft, there will be constant natural and man-made disasters in the Central Plains, but because the dragon vein is not dead, the uprising is often unsuccessful. And the sorcerer religion controls the Dragon system in the Central Plains. It's easy to enter the Central Plains because of heaven's destiny. "

"So you're going to help the sorcerer sect kill Duke Wei?"Xu Qi'an didn't know about the dragon, but he knew about the Qi transportation. After Dafeng lost half of the Qi transportation, his national strength was declining these years. There were either droughts here or floods there.

It's not going well for years.

On the other hand, he who has been lucky has always been lucky and lucky. He has been promoted to the third grade in just one year. On the surface, he has been favored by some big men. In fact, this is the expression of lucky.

If the dragon vein is not taken away by witchcraft, the result can be imagined.

"Wei Yuan must die. If he lives, I will face him today. And a second class martial arts man is much more powerful than you. "

Joan of arc continued to breathe aura. The violent blow just now caused him a little slight injury.

"Wei Yuan is a handsome man who can hardly be seen for hundreds of years. He will not die, and salen AGU will not be able to sleep and eat well. Even if the sorcerer religion holds the dragon vein, it may not be able to easily enter the Central Plains. Of course, there is a third reason why I killed Wei Yuan. You will know soon.

"By the way, when I went to court, I had already started the array and stripped the Dragon veins. Do you want to go back to stop it? I don't mind playing in the city

I don't mind..... The Duke of Wei also expected that in the battle of Jingshan City, the same sorcerer was invited into the urn, but the Duke of Wei had no choice. If he sat by and watched the sorcerer break away the seal, no matter how strong the Duke of Wei's ability to lead the war, he would not be able to fight a super product......

"do you want to take away the dragon vein, the CSRC agrees?"

As a warlock, no one knows more about luck than him. Emperor Joan of arc wanted to take the dragon vein out of the prison's eyes.

Although Joan of arc can't be killed, he can't be taken away.

Emperor Joan of arc laughed and said, "prison is the biggest enemy in my long life plan. If there is no way to hold him down, how can I smoke dragon veins?"

Xu Qi'an frowned.

...

Lingbao temple.

Luo Yuheng went out of the quiet room and came to the courtyard. He stretched out his white hand to the small pool in the courtyard.

A rusty iron sword broke through the water and sent itself into her hands.

Luo Yuheng stepped out and disappeared in the courtyard.

...

star watching tower.

Waves came from the void, and a figure wrapped in a wizard's robe stepped out of the void.

This is an old man with a sheep whip in his hand. His hair and beard are white, and his eyes are calm and gentle. But he is just like an ordinary old man. His appearance makes the sky of the Star Tower cloudy.

Black clouds rolling, very close to the observation tower, as if on top of the head, a flash of lightning in the clouds.

At the moment when the old man appeared, the Eight Diagrams platform lit up a series of lines and hanged him.

But it seems that the old man is not in this world, and any attack on him will not work.

"Tu sun, if you have the power of Wei Yuan, Shizu, I will go now." Salen AGU said with a smile.

The supervisor twisted the wine cup and sipped it leisurely.

"Dafeng's national strength has been weak so far. How much strength do you have?" Salem AGU sat down at the table.

The supervisor said with a sneer, "warlocks use their brains. Martial arts only know how to use brute force."

Speaking, a chessboard appeared on the table.

"Next game."

"Win or lose by chess?"

Supervisor is light way: "no, this bureau goes to finish, the affair also ended."

PS: I'll write this story slowly. Don't rush me. I can't write it fast, but I can't write it well. Speed is inversely proportional to mass. I hope you don't rush me.