Infinity Bi swept to the middle of the cliff, supported Bie Yang's crumbling body, stared at the man in green, his eyes were extremely resentful, and wanted to devour him, and shouted sharply: "So it's you! My husband and I have never met you, and we have never met you." Resentment and hatred, why did you poison my family!"
"Your son was destined to die. I thought it would be a good idea to use his death to stir up the situation in this continent, but it's a pity..."
The guest in green said regretfully: "I never thought that His Majesty the Pope and the Holy Maiden are so young, but their methods are so powerful. If not, why should I show up?"
This is true, if Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong hadn't combined their swords to repel Wu Wubi, he really didn't need to make a move.
At that time, either Chen Changsheng will be defeated by Wuwubi, or Bie Yanghong will not believe Qiu Shanjun's words, in the end, Chen Changsheng will be very dangerous.
"And that Qiu Shanjun."
The guest in green said with emotion: "Middle-earth is indeed full of young and talented people. We are far away overseas, so we can't help but see the sky from the bottom of the well."
Wang Po said: "A few days ago, I persuaded you outside the city of Hanqiu, although I don't know the status of the lord, but please don't meddle in the affairs of the mainland."
Bie Yanghong looked at the Tsing Yi guest and suddenly said: "If I guessed correctly, you should be Mu?"
Compared with Wang Po, he has been in the sacred realm longer, and he still has some impressions of some ancient stories.
Hearing these words, the expressions of the three masters and uncles of Nanxi Zhai, including Wuxianbi and Huairen, changed drastically, and they seemed very surprised.
The old lady of the Muzhe family hadn't spoken much today, especially after the appearance of Bian Yang Hong and Wu Wu Bi, she was silent for a long time. At this moment, she suddenly got up on crutches and yelled at the Tsing Yi guest: "You Westerners! It actually came to stir up wind and rain again!"
The guest in Tsing Yi is actually Mu!
Mu is the royal surname of Daxizhou.
Taking a single surname as a name was the most noble meaning in the ancient times of the human race world, and this habit still remains.
Such as Yin, such as Shang, such as Tianhai.
The guest in Tsing Yi, whose name is Mu, is the most remarkable figure in the royal family of Daxizhou.
In terms of seniority, he should be the emperor's uncle of Daxizhou now, a generation higher than the empress in Baidi City.
It is said that this person's realm is unpredictable, his strength is extremely powerful, and his temperament is arrogant and ruthless.
Back then, the eldest princess of Daxizhou was forced to leave her homeland and cross the sea to the mainland to become the current Queen of the Monster Race, Mrs. Mu. It is said that it was because the emperor thought that her talent was too amazing, her temperament and talent were too powerful, and she threatened the royal family. The orthodox inheritor's status forced her to leave.
Thinking about it now, this rumor may not be true.
The dragon's breath of the Xuanshuang dragon cannot be forged, at least it has never appeared before, but the Yaozu's founding of the country is closely related to the Xuanshuang dragon's clan. If Mrs. Mu found some kind of secret method in Baidi City , is not so unbelievable.
Bie Yanghong looked at the guest in Tsing Yi and said, "The girl in the painting must be Mujiushi?"
Tsing Yi Ke said: "The relationship between Bai Yexing and me is very bad, but I always love this sister-in-law very much. Don't you dare to go to Baidi City to find her?"
Bie Yanghong said: "Don't talk about Baidi City, even if she hides in the abyss behind Xuelao City, I will kill her."
The guest in green said, "Then I will go ahead and wait for you there."
After saying this, he looked somewhere to the west.
There is smog and wind, but it is out of sight and cannot be seen.
With a crackling sound, the copper pieces stained with golden blood peeled off and fell to his feet like gold leaves.
Until the last moment, no one saw the face of the strongest member of the Great Western State royal family.
In the countless golden rays of light, one can vaguely see some old feelings.
The light grew brighter and then suddenly disappeared.
There is no such person in the world.
Only those copper pieces on the ground show what happened here.
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It's been a long winter day.
Because there are too many things happening, the flow of time seems to be extremely slow.
In fact, it didn't take long at all from the time when the three masters and uncles of Nanxi Zhai said they wanted to eat together, to Chen Changsheng's strong objection, and then to the sound of Wu Qianbi's resentful voice.
In this short period of time, the time of the three breaths after the Qingyi guest made a shot is the most critical.
The reason why the Qingyi guest made a move was based on his judgment of the situation in Yaping. If Wang Po hadn't appeared, he would never have made a move. The reason why Wang Po's iron knife appeared was because the White Tiger God General launched a surprise attack on Chen Changsheng. A strong man of this realm actually used sneak attacks, even he thought that Chen Changsheng would not be able to take it.
Tsing Yi Ke didn't think so. He believed that as the pope, Chen Changsheng must have countless means to save his life, so he was ready to take advantage of the chaos. Broken Knife has appeared, so who can stop him? He didn't expect that he had been waiting for Wang Po's iron knife to appear, and that someone had been waiting for him to appear.
And that person is a different kind of red that he never thought of.
This is the story between three breaths.
Looking back, this story began with the shot of the white tiger general.
If the White Tiger God General hadn't tried to kill Chen Changsheng, then these subsequent scenes might not have appeared.
So, where does this story end? Will it end like this
No.
This shocking battle between the powerhouses in the sacred domain is over.
The guest in Tsing Yi died.
But Chen Changsheng was still alive.
The White Tiger God General put away his iron spear, glanced at Chen Changsheng, turned around and walked back.
When he glanced at Chen Changsheng, the expression on his face was very indifferent, and the meaning he wanted to express was very clear.
—Your Majesty, your life is really good.
Chen Changsheng looked at his back with a calm expression, but he did not put down the sword in his hand.
The sword intent was faint at first, then condensed and pure, from plain to sharp, to intense.
The surrounding weeds reacted and rose without wind, piercing the sky.
Of course, the White Tiger God General also felt this sword intent.
The meaning of this sword intent is very clear.
—General, do you want to leave like this
The White Tiger God General didn't stop, and didn't care about it, with a mocking smile on his lips.
Your Majesty the Pope, I did kill you just now, but so what
Your realm is not as good as mine, your combat power is not as good as mine, and you are seriously injured. Even if you have countless magic weapons and treasures around you, can you still kill me
Of course, that iron knife can kill me, even though Wang Po was also seriously injured, but do you think the prince will look on coldly? As for the future... I can go back to Beijing to be Minister of the Ministry of War, His Majesty, do you dare to go back to Kyoto? Or if I go back to Baihuguan, there are tens of thousands of soldiers and countless strong warriors under my command, what can you do to me, His Majesty the Pope
These are all his mental activities, so naturally no one can hear them.
But whether it was his indifferent yet proud expression, or the sword that Chen Changsheng refused to let go, it was enough to explain the situation at this time.
Several Taoist priests from Changchun drifted out from the imperial mission and came to the middle of Yaping to meet them.
The fluttering blue clothes blocked Chen Changsheng's sight and the back of the white tiger general.
Suddenly, a green leaf fell.
The color of those green leaves is lighter than the green clothes worn by those Taoists, so they look lighter.
Those are the leaves of the sycamore tree.
Hundreds of feet away, Xu Yourong held the bow with both hands, there was no arrow on the string, and the Wu arrow had already been fired.
It is those green leaves.