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Chapter 39 Blackwater Terrace in Zhongzhou

boom--

The thick door made of red date wood exploded into debris. As the wood chips in the door flew across the sky, the figures of the two men in black clothes outside the door instantly spitted blood in their mouths and flew backwards in the air like two dead dogs.

Then it fell heavily into the yard behind the door, completely swallowing all the vitality without moving.

Wang Zixian, who was covered with glass, rushed into the house in one step, as if he was poured into glass. The whole process happened just between electric fireworks.

Faced with the sudden attack of Wang Zixian, the two men in black clothes who were blocking the road outside the door, until the moment they finally died, their pupils were filled with a strong sense of horror and disbelief, and even the initial slight silly and playful banter left on their faces.

They couldn't understand until they died. In the last second, they were still an ordinary person who was harmless, but in the next second, they could burst out such a terrifying and terrifying power!

They couldn't understand that, with their status, they would be powerless to resist in this small place by an unknown little person from beginning to end...

Sold instantly?

With Wang Zixian's glazed diamond body that has now entered a small success, let alone these two men in black clothes who are two levels of blood moving, even the fourth level of blood moving alien cannot withstand his punch with all his strength!

This sudden scene instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the yard. In an instant, the sharp eyes like sharp arrows gathered on Wang Zixian who was rushing into the yard.

In the spacious and clean yard, there were dozens of figures scattered at this time. Except for Li Zihan who was tightly restrained by one person, everyone was the same uniform black clothes as the two men outside the door.

In addition, there were two figures who fell to the ground and were unconscious at the entrance of the lobby. After closer inspection, who else could be Li Zihan’s parents be?

"Zixian..."

When Wang Zixian, who was wearing evil spirits and rushed into the yard like a demon king who came to the world, not only did everyone present in the place wearing a unified black robe and stood there in a short circuit for a moment, but even Li Zihan, who was pinned down and Li Junyi outside the gate, were also stunned when she could not turn around.

Did you see it wrong?

"Zixian, save my parents!"

After reacting, Li Zihan, who was on the verge of collapse, struggled wildly with her body, which was tightly pinned by her big hands. Her face was covered with pear blossoms and she shouted shrillly at Wang Zixian.

“Bold!”

"Who is here to do business in the Hei Shui Station of Zhongzhou Prefecture?"

At this time, a slightly fat man in black clothes finally yelled sharply as if he had been dreaming for a long time.

boom!

For a moment, accompanied by a crisp metal trembling sound of swords and swords coming out of the sheath, it seemed that there was a terrifying murderous aura that turned into substance in the air above the yard.

"Those who kill you!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Wang Zixian's eyes became bloodshot in an instant, and a ferocious murderous intent suddenly burst out. With a loud roar, his body suddenly left a afterimage on the spot like a cannonball emitted, and rushed directly towards the black figure in the yard.

Wang Zixian didn't know what kind of mysterious organization this Black Water Platform was in the Daxia Dynasty, but he had already had some understanding and enlightenment from the words of the two men in black clothes outside the door just now.

Those who dare to use the eight words "white mud as the basis and pave the road to red soil as their nicknames are the only ones who have a mysterious royal force with great power and mysterious origins.

To be honest, the person Wang Zixian is most unwilling to meet is the official Daxia. Once he encounters and reveals his identity, unless he kills all the people on the spot without leaving any trouble, he will face endless encirclement and pursuit.

But the current situation has left him unable to care about too much!

"Kill him!"

The slightly fat man in black sport changed his expression and moved first. Behind him, the figure of black sport, who was like a tide, was holding various swords and swords. Wang Zixian, who was rushing from all directions, rubbed his body and attacked him.

kill!

Prince Xian looked at him with anger. The depth of his dark eyes seemed to be filled with endless sky thunder fire. A faint mysterious light was rising all over his body, and his blood surging and purging the void.

When both fists were moved, a faint golden light appeared on the fist. The fist wind rubbed violently against the air, as if the sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, carrying a destructive explosion force.

The fist was so amazing, just like the Yellow River breaking the dike, fierce and brave, and powerful.

After a bang, the slightly fat man who rushed up suddenly suddenly fell into his pupils, and his chest instantly collapsed. The faster he came, the faster he flew backwards.

Like the two men in black sleigh outside the door before, most of the black sleigh figures in the yard are at the level of the second level of blood moving to the third level of blood moving. There are only a few figures that seem to be small leaders, and they have the strength to move the fourth level of blood moving.

But in front of Wang Zixian, the glazed Vajra body that has entered the small realm, is far from enough to see!

boom--

As Wang Zixian's fist seals continued to fall, mysterious light rose. In the air, it seemed as if there were afterimages such as dragons, tigers, monkeys, horses, chickens, harriers, swallows, snakes, turtles, hawks, eagles, bears, etc.

That is the twelve forms of Xingyi!

With the blessing of the glazed diamond body in the small-scale realm, some of the martial arts that Prince Xian practiced in the past can finally show a hint of glory.

The twelve true forms of Xingyi surged around him, with fists majestic, head, shoulders, elbows, hands, hips, knees, and feet at this moment seemed to turn into their most powerful weapons, rubbing their bodies up and hitting hard, and they were swift and strong, and they were swift, helping, squeezing, shaking, like an erupting and walking volcano.

The fist wind burst extremely, and a rich golden light appeared all over his body, which was as if he was shaking his arms and stomping his feet and shaking his Nine Provinces.

The black figures of fierce clothes who came up around them vomited blood and flew backwards. They fell to the ground and lost their vitality in an instant. No one could support Wang Zixian's punch.

The entire battlefield seemed to be a one-sided massacre by Wang Zixian, which was so shocking. This scene was so shocking.

Whether it was Li Junyi, who was holding the door frame outside the gate and being frightened by the terrible murderous aura in the yard, or Li Zihan, who was subdued in the yard, who was completely stunned when he saw Wang Zixian's killing at this moment, like the figure of the Demon King Zunlin.

A same idea came up in their minds at once.

Is this the prince they are familiar with?

In just one minute, except for the last person in the yard who was also subduing Li Zihan, all the black figures in the Black Water Platform were killed by Wang Zixian.

The entire yard seemed to be transformed into a bloody Asura blood field, with a large number of broken limbs mixed with disgusting blood internal organs, spreading in every corner visible to the naked eye.

The gap between the two sides is too big. The Ninth Level of Blood is moving, climbing a mountain step by step. Each breakthrough at each level is actually a qualitative leap.

Unless the number of people on these Black Water Platforms is ten times more, and the blood-dropping tactics will be used to waste the death of Prince Xian, there is no possibility of defeating Prince Xian.

...

"What a powerful body!"

"Practice kung fu with foreigners?"

"No……"

"No, I am familiar with the various external martial arts techniques of the nineteen states in Daxia, but I have never seen horizontal practices like glass."

"And foreigners are well-trained, and they are known for their long time. Without years of accumulation, it is impossible to achieve success, let alone have such terrible strength at your age."

Looking at Wang Zixian who was covered in blood and walked towards him step by step, the middle-aged man with a hook nose that clamped Li Zihan narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly smiled faintly.

He was also the most powerful of all the black robes present. According to Wang Zixian's perception, his strength reached the peak of the fifth level of blood circulation!

"You are really a cold-blooded person. You don't want to take action even if you die." Prince Xian sneered, his eyes showing a cold and murderous intent.

"It's just a bunch of waste. Their death at your hands only means that they are incompetent. If you want to be a subordinate like this, it's better not to have it."

The middle-aged man with a hook nose chuckled and looked at the prince Xian who was walking step by step. A strong strange color appeared in his eyes and said, "But you, today I really gained a lot."

"I didn't expect that in such a small place, I not only met a genius girl with a talented talent who had successfully broken through to the first level of blood circulation, but also a Qilin son who had achieved great success in practicing kung fu..."

The middle-aged man with a hook nose smiled and said, "Let me guess, during this period, my Hei Shui Platform has also subdued or killed many human dragons on the top 100 and top 100 in the Great Xia 19 Prefectures."

"But they want to compare with you, that's too much different, far worse than..."

"The possibility of what I just said is that you are the successor of the Hengping Kung Fu, a foreign family in the 19th Prefectures of Daxia."

"so……"

"Are you the famous Huang? Or... it is that Ji or Jiang?"

boom--

Before the middle-aged man with a hooked nose finished speaking, a terrible murderous intent like Yue Linyuan suddenly erupted from Wang Zixian's body like a hurricane!
Chapter completed!
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