"You speak, you speak. August 1 Chinese ≧ W≤W﹤W﹤.≦8≤1＜Z＜W≦.﹤C＜Ｏ﹤M,” Fu Shu said busy.
There are not many strong men under him, and they are all lying down at the moment, and can only pin their hopes on his goatee.
Goatee said: "With the protection of the sacred tree, the eldest prince will never be injured. Since he will not be injured, what are you afraid of what he does? You are also the prince. Do you run away if you grab it? As long as you return to the mansion, what can this person do with you?"
Fu Shu's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he was really frightened and confused when he secretly cursed himself. Indeed, as the old goat said, he has the shelter of the sacred tree, and it is impossible for ordinary people to injure himself. Since he won't be hurt, what are you afraid of
He only hated that he was so scared that Liushen Wuzhu just now. He didn't even think of this kind of thing. He hated Yang Kai for making him so embarrassed. He took a look at Zhu Qing who was standing there. He grew courageous and slowly stood from the corner of the wall. Up.
Although his body was still shaking, it was much better than just begging for mercy and fleeing.
The previous conflicts also attracted the attention of many residents of the imperial city. At this moment, the teahouse was full of onlookers. Several teams of guards patrolling nearby came for questioning. After pushing away the crowd and seeing the mess in the teahouse, they were all onlookers. Surprised.
After seeing Fu Shu again, they came forward to salute and asked about the situation.
"You are here just right." The appearance of these imperial guards made Fu Shu more confident, and pointed at Yang Kai: "This man is extremely vicious, hurts my guard, and insults my prince, and takes him down with my prince."
When the guards heard it, they promised.
A sneer appeared on Fu Shu's face, and the sound of curse suddenly sounded in his mouth. The voice was obscure and incomprehensible, but Yang Kai was taken aback when the audience was confused.
He was very familiar with this curse. When the curse sounded, a magnificent scene of war appeared in his mind involuntarily. At that time, he had a large army of 100,000, coordinated by various branches, and feared death in the camp of the demons. When there is a conflict, the witches will sing such a spell.
The chanting of the curse makes people excited, and makes people's chest full of killing intent, wishing to destroy everything in front of them.
Fushu's curse is very short, it seems that there are some changes, but it can never be separated from its sect.
A ray of light suddenly burst out, covering the guards.
In the next moment, the blood of many guards suddenly rolled, and the figure suddenly expanded, as if a balloon was inflated, and everyone's exposed skin glowed with red light, even those pairs of eyes. All become crimson.
The timidity and fear disappeared from them, replaced by firmness and bravery.
"Bloodthirsty technique!" Yang Kai's eyes were almost staring. He never expected that today, after a lapse of hundreds of thousands of years, he would be able to see the bloodthirsty technique from other people's hands.
Although this bloodthirsty technique has changed a bit, Yang Kai will definitely not admit his mistake.
In the cave before, there were some traces of witchcraft when Guan Shi Liao cast spells, but it was not obvious, and Yang Kai didn’t care too much, but now it seems that there are still witchcraft in this world of runners. I don't know how to pass it on for so long.
Obviously Zhu Qing hadn't expected such a scene, Mei Mou curiously looked at the changing warriors, a little puzzled.
When Fushu's curse sounded again, Yang Kai already knew what type of witchcraft it was. This witchcraft was the most troublesome witchcraft for the Demon Race back then, and it was also a witchcraft that could not be cracked.
It is precisely because of this witchcraft that the barbarians can compete with the demons.
Yang Kai knew how terrible this witchcraft was. How could Fu Shu show it
He stepped out one step, and a million swords passed away. When his hands were slapped together, a huge moon blade suddenly cut towards Fushu.
This attack was extremely abrupt and unpredictable, which made the goatee secretly startled, and Fushu was naturally taken aback, but he was ignorant and meaningless, remembering what the goatee said just now, even if he was horrified, There was no meaning of avoiding or resisting, the curse in his mouth became louder.
The big moon blade slashed on Fushu as scheduled, and was blocked by the green light emerging from the surface of Fushu's body, but this time the green light was particularly rich, almost verdant. This green light is a kind of refuge, strong when it is strong, showing the powerful killing of Moonblade from the other side.
Silently, the magical power that was enough to swallow the space failed to deal with the Fushu, the green light was once again attacked by the moon blade, but a small crack appeared in the position where it was in contact with the moon blade, which was almost imperceptible.
This kind of shelter is not invincible, nor is it unbreakable. Yang Kai suddenly realized this. The reason why Yang Kai's attack had no effect before was only because it was not strong enough.
And at this moment of delay, Fu Shu had already completed his witchcraft.
Another light burst out, covering the guards.
In the dark, something seemed to connect these people together, letting them live and die together, and the energy of all people gathered in one place and rose to the sky.
Zhu Qing changed color.
"Life Chain!" Yang Kai gritted his teeth and snarled. He never thought that one day he would face the two wars of bloodthirsty and life chain witchcraft. In the dream of a thousand illusions, the barbarian army led by Yang Kai relied on these two. This kind of witchcraft is invincible, and because of this, Yang Kai knows that they are more powerful than anyone.
The goatee's face was surprised: "You actually know the holy arts?"
"What is a holy technique?" Yang Kai stepped back and stood side by side with Zhu Qing, looking forward with cold eyes.
The group of guards who have been subjected to bloodthirsty art and life chains has about thirty people. No matter who they are, they are not enough for the emperor. The strongest is in the three-layer Dao source realm, and the weakest. Void King is only two levels, if such a group of people are alone, Yang Kai can blow them over with one breath, and easily teach them how to behave.
However, they now have the capital to fight the emperor's realm.
The name of war witchcraft is not just blown out.
Goatee said: "Only the royal family above the six-leaf body can use the power of the sacred tree to display the secret arts. If you don't know the sacred arts, how do you name the sacred arts?"
Yang Kai didn't return him, and whispered to Zhu Qing: "This is a little troublesome."
Zhu Qing said: "I will deal with these people, and the prince will leave it to you."
Yang Kai shook his head and said, "They are not easy to deal with, so let me do it."
Zhu Qing said leisurely: "Don't underestimate me, okay? Besides, I don't want to fight that nasty guy."
"Since you have said so, that can only be the case." Yang Kai shrugged his shoulders.
Zhu Qing hummed: "If you can't solve his words, you won't want to touch me in the future."
When the words fell, he shook his body and threw forward.
Yang Kai wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "Would you like to be so cruel?"
Goatee poured cold water on the side: "It's useless, since the holy technique has been released, you have no chance of winning, unless you can reverse the holy technique, but you must first get the protection of the holy tree."
Fu Shu was furious: "Where are you standing, old fellow?"
The goatee said indifferently: "The old man is just watching the excitement, not standing anywhere. The eldest prince should concentrate on responding to the enemy, and be careful not to lose the face of the royal family."
Fu Shu was agitated by what he said, and his ambitions rose: "Then stare your dog's eyes to see clearly."
While several people were talking, Zhu Qing had already fought with the thirty guards. When the violent energy was overflowing, the small teahouse collapsed suddenly, and the teahouse owner ran to the street crying bitterly and yelling. .
Soon Zhu Qing realized the difficulties of this group of people. Their actions were not very flexible. After all, there were more than 30 people who didn’t cooperate with each other. He looks clumsy.
But just like that, more than thirty people, each of them has the ability to force her to attack.
Every time she hits her, any cat or dog can block it. This is simply unthinkable. She is a dragon and has violent power. Waiting for the three-layer mirror of the Emperor Xianzun to say that she is safe and sound, but these miscellaneous troops do it. arrive.
After a few punches, Zhu Qing quickly discovered the mystery that they could take their own attacks.
I don't know what happened to these people. No matter who took the initiative to block him, all his attacks were actually scattered, and these 30 people were all responsible.
One chopstick can be broken easily, and the resistance of two chopsticks doubles. What's more, more than 30 people who have been subjected to some sacred art. After the power of blood and blood is stimulated, these people are not afraid of pain and danger. Everyone is red. Eyeballs, the attack that can be undertaken has grown exponentially.
Zhu Qing's face turned colder, and the more fierce her shots became. To her, it was just a test.
Rumbled for a while, the battlefield was constantly shifting, and half of the street was quickly affected.
On the old site of the teahouse, Yang Kai stared at Fu Shu and said lightly: "You have heard what the madam said. For the sake of the future happiness of this young man, please also ask the prince to... lie down!"
When the words fell, the whole person suddenly appeared in front of Fu Shu, almost pasting him.
The goatee's eyes shrank, and his pupils became the size of a pinpoint.
At that moment, he hadn't seen what was going on.
Fu Shu screamed and almost fell down again, but soon stabilized his mind, gritted his teeth and drank: "You think you are the prince, afraid you will not succeed?"
Yang Kai raised his hand and blasted his face with a fierce punch.
Fu Shu didn't react at all, and the fist had already smashed in front of him. Fortunately, the green light appeared to block the blow and didn't cause him any harm, otherwise I'm afraid he would have been killed on the spot.
His face was pale, but he gritted his teeth and sang a spell.
He wants to impose a bloodthirsty technique on himself, so that he will no longer have the emotion of fear.
Yang Kai suddenly stared at his chest and said: "The eldest prince, you are only the body of eight leaves. Tsk tsk, the three princes are all the body of nine leaves. Why are you as the eldest brother but one leaf less than him? Are you favored, or are you unpopular?"
Fu Shu's curse came to an abrupt end, and he furiously said: "Don't talk nonsense here, how can the father favor the third child? I am the eldest prince." (To be continued.)