Ji Hao looked at Qiong Sang Sheng's handsome white face and had the urge to pick up the Pangu clock and slap his face full of peach blossoms.
A heavy wave of witchcraft power came, and Si Wenming, who was holding a large chipped pottery bowl in his hand, walked to Ji Hao's side and grabbed Ji Hao's wrist with his left hand. With a gentle and generous smile, Si Wenming nodded and said: "Qiong Sang Divine Wizard, Qiong Sang Clan can come to reinforce, it is the best."
Smiling, Si Wenming glanced at the human warriors who were resting on the hillside in the distance, and shook his head gently: "You guys have been working really hard in the past few years. It's really hard to have a break. Chance."
Ji Hao narrowed his eyes and quickly glanced at Si Wenming.
From Si Wenming's mouth, Ji Hao heard a strong sense of fear. Ji Hao immediately understood that this poor Sang Sheng was not an easy person to deal with. But, 'Witch'? Qiong Sang Sheng's nickname is 'Magic Witch'? Could this guy be the Witch God
Ji Hao looked at Qiong Sang Sheng up and down calmly, with a hint of scrutiny in his plain eyes.
Qiong Sang Sheng was very keenly aware of the strange look in Ji Hao's eyes. He smiled and shook his head gently: "It seems that in recent years, not many people still remember the name... It's time to Come out for a walk.”
Suddenly, Qiong Sang Sheng's right hand raised and grabbed Ji Hao's left wrist.
A black shadow suddenly shot out from the shadow under Ji Hao's feet. Yemosha Yi, with a hint of cold evil aura, used the five fingers of his left hand like a knife, tearing five extremely thin black cracks in the air, and slammed into Qiong Sang Sheng's palm. .
The palms of the two people collided silently. A layer of translucent black ripples appeared on the clasped fingers, and there were a few "click" sounds, and the void within a few feet of the two people's clasped palms suddenly became pitch black.
The next moment, the distorted and blackened void returned to normal. The fingers of Yemo Shayi and Qiong Sangsheng had also separated. As if nothing had happened, Yemo Shayi took three steps back and stood still behind Ji Hao. , while Qiong Sang Sheng frowned and calmly moved three steps laterally, quietly seven or eight feet away from Ji Hao.
"Yaohou's subordinates are indeed extraordinary. I didn't expect that they actually hide the great power of the alien sun and moon realm. Moreover, they are actually the most lethal and brutal alien power of the dark sun lineage... It's amazing, it's amazing!"
Looking at Qiong Sang Sheng's face that was turning blue from holding back, Ji Hao felt funny in his heart. After pondering for a moment, Ji Hao said calmly: "My virtues are like the sacred tree of the sycamore tree, and the divine bird Phoenix has traveled thousands of miles to live on it. It is only natural that a few powerful foreigners can inspire my virtues and surrender with devotion."
The big pottery bowl in Si Wenming's hand shook, and he almost crushed it with a slap.
Qiong Sang Sheng's face twitched. His right hand, which was painfully pinched by Yemosha, was hidden in his sleeve and he clenched his fist fiercely - Ji Hao, do you still want to be embarrassed? You say that you are virtuous and famous, just like the sacred sycamore tree that shines thousands of miles away, so you inspired the divine bird Phoenix to fly thousands of miles away to live in your sycamore tree
Yemo Shayi's face turned black, and he glanced at Ji Hao's back with a bit of resentment - Yemo Shayi dared to swear on the souls of his ancestors of one hundred and eighty generations that he definitely did not surrender because of Ji Hao's moral inspiration. Ji Hao!
Yemo Shayi wanted to tell Qiong Sang Sheng that he was 'inspired' by Ji Hao's fist and was overwhelmed by Ji Hao's powerful fighting power, so he had no choice but to swear to become Ji Hao's slave. Is that because fists, heavy fists, have nothing to do with virtue
A few people exchanged moves here calmly, but over there Qiong Sang Shuang was already having a good fight with Heishui Yaoyao.
Ji Hao's consciousness enveloped the battlefield and he carefully observed Qiong Sangshuang's fighting process. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly. Is this a secret combat skill hidden by the Tokago Kingdom, or is it a unique combat method unique to the Qiong Sang clan
The Dongyi archers represented by Yi Di like to land several miles or tens of miles apart. Some powerful Dongyi archers even like to use tyrannical methods separated by hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of miles. Domineering archery skills kill enemies with one arrow.
If they lose their bows and arrows, or if they are approached by an enemy, Dongyi's archers will lose at least 80% to 90% of their strength.
But Qiong Sangshuang was fighting at close range with Heishui Yaoyao.
He was holding a long bow that was completely white and emitted a terrifying cold air. The silver bowstring was so thin that it was difficult to see it with the naked eye. Qiong Sangshuang sometimes held the back of the bow with both hands, and sometimes waved the long bow with one hand. The thin transparent bow string tore through the air, making a 'buzzing' roar, bringing out extremely thin strands of cold light, turning into a dense network of light. Covering the whole body of Heishui Yaoyao.
Heishui Yaoyao spit out the snake letter, holding the scimitar tightly in his right hand, and also swung a large blade of light to protect his whole body.
Qiong Sangshuang was like a dexterous flea jumping around the black water, and there were afterimages of him in all directions. At first glance, there were at least three to four hundred Qiong Sangshuang jumping around in the air.
However, Heishui Yaoyao changed from the yelling and rampaging style of the demon clan in battle. His body was suspended in mid-air motionless like a mountain. Even though Qiong Sangshuang attacked wildly, he just waved his scimitar and steadily protected himself.
The light of the sword and the bowstring continued to collide, and the 'ding-ding' sound connected into a very long and sharp sound, which caused severe pain to the eardrums.
"Qiong Sang Shuang is a very outstanding young man of our clan in recent years." Qiong Sang Sheng looked at it for a while and suddenly said: "He has the potential of an emperor's son. If we give him decades of training, he will be the best." He is qualified for the position of Emperor."
Qiong Sang Sheng smiled and said: "This child is the most passionate about the righteousness of the human race, so I heard that the Gonggong clan started a rebellion and blocked the human race's flood control army here... No, when we came to Zhonglu, we even drank water at Puban. He didn't have any time to spare, so he hurriedly dragged us to reinforce Lord Si Wenming!"
"Really, so enthusiastic." Ji Hao looked directly at Qiong Sang Sheng and said word by word: "It's just that I'm afraid he doesn't have decades to practice. Qiong Sang... 'Magic Witch'? You think I know, Emperor Shun..."
Qiong Sang Sheng waved his hand and interrupted Ji Hao's words. He looked at Ji Hao indifferently and said lightly: "Some things cannot be settled too early. Who knows what will happen in the future? Changes in the world, Just like the flowing clouds in the sky, how can we mortals, with our mere strength, penetrate this unpredictable heavenly secret?"
Ji Hao said in a cold voice without giving in, "The secrets of heaven are unpredictable, but the most unpredictable thing is the human heart, right?"
Qiong Sang Sheng pursed his lips and said lightly: "The human heart is unpredictable? I'm afraid Yao Hou is wrong. We only have a heart of love for the human race. We only have a warm heart and a passion. Our human heart is , everyone in the world can see it clearly and clearly at a glance!”
With a wave of his hand, Saint Qiong Sang pointed to the Kui Gate in front and said loudly: "Master Si Wenming, and... Marquis Yao, you can go and rest aside. Let me, the Qiong Sang family, clear these nine dragon gates! At least Let all the people of the race know that I, Qiong Sang, have made some contributions to the human race!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cry of pain came from the other side. The long bow in Qiong Sangshuang's hand suddenly rolled up, and a large piece of flesh and blood was wrenched from Heishui Yaoyao's arm.
(End of chapter)