boom!

The ground collapsed for dozens of meters, dust was everywhere, and the range of 1,000 meters collapsed into deep pits. The pit was tens of meters deep, and the sun was not seen. On the sloping soil surface, Xia Ji stepped on the strange appearance of the acquired Bagua, and was still fighting against the King of Quanrong.

Xia Ji's true energy is endless, but the King of Quanrong is not dead at all. Even if he is caught and smashed with a punch, he will still reconcile his body in mid-air with the blood evil energy.

Xia Ji guessed that Emperor Dayuan sucked all the blood evil energy around him, and he didn't know if the Quanrong King could be resurrected, but this could not be tried, and the ghost and gods catalogue would never be seen by anyone.

In such a battle, the two of them fought for three days and three nights.

For some reason, the killing of the Quanrong King would not summon 100,000 military souls, otherwise Xia Ji would have to turn around and run away.

The giant Quanrong soldiers in the distance are not stupid. They want to come forward to help their king. Unfortunately, the thousand-meter-deep pit is a forbidden area. Anyone who is closer to the pit will be directly strangled by the aura of power and essence around them. Whether it is a giant soldier with three or four secret heights, or an internal master, whether it is wrapped in heavy armor or holding a giant shield, the result will be different.

If the myth realms are divided into three levels, these two people are obviously at the highest level.

Such a confrontation has exceeded everyone's imagination. Everyone in the pass waited with fear, while the barbarian soldiers were still full of confidence in their own king.

The sun and the moon changed, and finally one afternoon, the two stopped fighting.

Three days is a limit.

Xia Ji confronted the King of Killing and Cheat. The two of them had already burst out a pit of more than a hundred meters deep. The ground was like being pushed by a giant beast, and it was in ruins.

Suddenly

There have been some subtle changes.

Xia Ji was stunned.

He felt as if someone was yelling in his ear, "Kill, kill, kill!!!"

The tone is louder and louder, and it is shouting in the heart, making his thoughts and soul full of all the evil spirits, making him just want to obey the hatred in his heart, kill everything, kill all those who disobey him, blood flows into a river, climb the mountain of bones, those who follow me will prosper, and those who disobey me will perish.

Xia Ji suddenly smiled

He knew what the "kill" sound meant. In the 211th year of the Great Zhou calendar, he and Tushan Ningning were on the Xiaoyao, but he could hear this sound every day. Although it was not so powerful at the time, his tone was indeed the same.

His mind and cultivation are already an immortal, and he had experienced the tempering of Ksitigarbha's killing intention at the beginning, so he was at ease in the face of this killing disaster. At this time, he was determined and suddenly felt something, so he opened his mind and accepted the will to kill.

The murderous heart merges into the heart, and every trace of murderous aura is pumped by the heart to the internal organs as you breathe, and merges into the whole body with the meridians. It breaks through the Zifu Niwan Palace and rushes into both pupils with various blood vessels in the body.

His pupils were red, and his evil aura was like red smoke. They even drilled out of the pores of Xia Ji's body. The mist disappeared in the winter wind and disappeared, showing a hazy blood color, even dyeing his blue shirt red.

The King of Quanrong turned around and took a step and left the deep pit.

He stood at the entrance of the pit and took a deep look at the Sword Emperor, who was also covered with blood evil spirit at this time.

Xia Ji suddenly understood what he meant:

The next time we meet is the time to decide our life and death.

Why wait for the next time?

Xia Ji decided to kill him now.

However, as soon as he moved, a self-evident message came from his mind:

Let him go.

He is a killing robbery, and you are a killing robbery too

When he gets fatter, he can't kill him well, hehehehe

Xia Ji digested the subsequent self-explanatory information and understood in his heart:

If the complete progress of the killing disaster reaches 100%, it will be considered a disaster.

Then the Southern Barbarian King should account for one percent.

The King of Quanrong was originally 99%, but he lost to some extent, so he was favored by the killing robbery, and he shared the 99% equally with the King of Quanrong.

Originally, the loser would have completely lost his qualifications as a robber, but one thing is that he is not a candidate for a robber, and the other is that the Killing Tribulation may be about to fully recognize the Quanrong King. The reason for both sides led to this scene.

The 100,000 Quanrong soldiers retreated like this.

The myth of invincible battle and invincible attack was not stopped. After all, this time, it was only the defeat of King Quanrong, and he had not used military spirits yet.

even so

Thunderous cheers burst out from the closing of the sky gate.

Blood fell from the wine jar, but it was also sent to the city wall by a jar.

General Huang Fei, who has always been known for his steadiness, naturally never strictly prohibited drinking among the army, but this time he set a precedent.

Why?

It's just the blood of a strong soldier.

This drunkenness can wash away the soldiers' fear. When the strong enemy comes again, he will never be able to gather the military spirits of a hundred thousand troops, but they can still be easily blocked by Quanrong alone.

The brave soldier cannot be led by a soldier.

Huang Feixiong took off his winged bronze helmet and shouted with luck: "Take out all the fine wine in the pass, and buried all the dead warriors. Remember to have a glass of wine. People here, whether they live or die, drink together! Have fun!"

After he said these words, cheers came from Guanzhong, and soldiers were hugging their heads and crying.

"I survived, but I actually survived."

"I thought I was going to die today, and I wrote a letter to secretly ask the merchant to take it back to my mother."

"That's great, it's great!"

"Don't stop drunk!"

"Drink."

"Hahaha!"

Huang Feixiong turned his head and looked at Wei Lan lying on the city wall. She leaned against the city wall softly, as if she had fainted. The general frowned. This girl was also a great hero in guarding the pass. The effect of her talisman soldier was seen by more than 100,000 pairs of eyes.

The earth produces strange phenomena and the acquired Bagua, so the sword emperor can flow continuously and fight with the Quanrong King for three days and three nights.

If it weren't for her, even if she was the Sword Emperor, even if she had the ability, she wouldn't have the physical strength, right?

He stepped forward a few steps and saw Wei Lan's face pale.

His expression moved and he hurriedly pointed under the girl's nose, as thin as a gossip.

I looked at the face close to me again, and the face was like gold paper.

"This is"

Huang Feixiong put his hands on his pulse, and he was scared. This is his qi and meridians. Isn’t this girl completely useless in martial arts? From now on, can’t I pick up my pen and write the talismans?

"How could it be?"

He sang: "Military doctor, where is the military doctor?!!"

No one agreed.

Huang Feixiong caught a soldier who was passing by quickly and shouted, "Go and call the military doctor."

The soldier regretted walking from the city, so he responded and called someone.

After a while, I returned to the report: "General, the military doctor has drunk too much."

Huang Feixiong was stunned. He suddenly realized something, got up and lay on the city wall and looked outside the pass.

Everyone was too happy and completely forgot about the protagonist today.

The full moon in the deep winter, and the Chinese New Year is only a few days. In the cold smoke and mist, a lonely shadow of white hair slowly walked up. The red shirt was stained with evil spirits.

As he walked, the smoke around him emitted a red gosser-like twist, showing a bit hideous and terrifying.

Huang Feixiong raised his fist and hammered his head, pinched Qingming's hole, and then rubbed his forehead. He calmed down and looked at the red light and cold moonlight projected by the brazier, the young man with evil spirits came alone.

He read that right.

The general couldn't help but sigh: "My God, is this killing disaster still a transfer?"

But it's useless now.

Everyone was drunk.

Who will resist this new killing disaster?

If the Sword Emperor is really hostile, I am afraid that hundreds of thousands of people in the city will die tonight

He felt extremely frightened, and when he thought about it carefully, he was extremely frightened.

Although Bai Qi is a powerful person in the mythology realm, how could he have the power to rival the Quanrong King?

No matter how many adventures there are, they cannot be stopped, because as we all know, the Quanrong King is a human-shaped natural disaster and the moving killing master.

unless

Huang Feixiong's Adam's apple rolled, his blood freezed, his pores closed, and a cold air rushed straight to his forehead along his spine.

He understood!

Unless Bai Qi is also a candidate for Killing, he came here not to save people, but to rob the qualifications to become the real Killing Master. He is extremely powerful and is attracted by Killing Master, so he adapts to the killing intention.

As for why?
To be continued...