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Chapter 488 Killing the King

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    Perhaps that martial artist thought he had a good cultivation base, and he was considered a character, so even if he couldn't get involved in a fight at this level, he could still speak, right?

    So I simply asked.

    Emperor Zhende looked at the master who was at least the fifth rank, but only squinted his eyes, but he didn't see any moves, no aura, and stuck his head out to ask the master loudly, and his body suddenly fell from the top of the wall.

    The primordial spirit was annihilated, and died without a sound.

    The city was completely silent, whether it was ordinary soldiers or warriors who joined in the fun, they retreated in unison, looked at "Duke Huai" in horror, and looked away the next moment, not daring to attract the attention of this terrifying figure, afraid of becoming  The second poor wretch to die without a sound.

    "Xu Qi'an, don't you claim to be the master of the people, aren't you the conscience of Dafeng, aren't you more famous than the court alone?"

    Emperor Jeanne's eyes were serious, jealous, angry, hated and disdainful, holding the sixty-foot sword, shouted:

    "If you dare to dodge this sword, how many people will die in the city?"

    The whole story of the massacre case has always been a thorn in Joan's heart that cannot be removed. He planned for many years to refine the blood pill and the soul pill, but they were destroyed. The clone of King Huai died in Chuzhou.

    For a vicious "demon", this is enough to drive him mad.  .  .

    What's more, Xu Qi'an broke into the Meridian Gate, beheaded the Duke of the country, and slapped him, the ninth-five-year-old, in the face in front of the people.

    How does it feel to be slapped in the face by such a small person?

    Later, the supervisor, Zhao Shou, and all civil and military officials forced him to commit his crimes, and his face was stripped off again, and he was trampled on.

    No matter how deep the city is, people will be furious. What's more, he never hides his evil thoughts. Like Dizong's demons, Emperor Zhende firmly believes that human nature is inherently evil.

    "You can try to prevent me from gathering my sword power, but you can't catch up with me. Of course," Emperor Joan of Arc paused, and said with a slightly crazy smile: "You can also hide!"

    While speaking, another iron sword swept across the sky and merged into the giant sword, and the momentum increased a bit.

    On the top of the city, there are soldiers trembling, preheating the artillery with trembling hands, and filling the shells.

    But the centurion kicked him over and shouted in a deep voice, "Run!"

    Such a fairy-like figure, how can artillery can deal with it.

    In an instant, the soldiers and warriors spread out towards both sides of the city wall like birds and beasts, and the city behind Xu Qi'an was empty.

    The mighty giant sword is sixty feet long, and the sword energy pierces the sky. It contains sword energy, which was condensed by a second-rank Renzong with all his strength.

    If Luo Yuheng's talisman sword is a second-rank Renzong sword, then Joan's sword is a full-strength sword that has been stored for a long time by a second-rank Renzong master.

    The reason why Emperor Joan of Arc summoned a large number of iron swords was simply that ordinary weapons could not withstand his monstrous sword intent, so they could not do it.

    ?This sword not only contains the brilliant sword energy, but also the power of the heart sword that specializes in beheading the primordial spirit.

    Even though Xu Qi'an fused with Shenshu and made the qi machine boil to the peak level of the third rank, he felt a huge threat and pressure in the face of a second rank Taoist master Ren Zong Jianxiu whose attack and killing skills were not weaker than martial arts.

    If you insist on this sword, the body may survive, but the soul may not.

    Under normal circumstances, he could hide, but Emperor Jeanne threatened the people in the city and forced him to take a sword.

    This is the purpose of Joan of Arc pushing him out of the city.

    If you pick it up, you have to bear this world-defying sword.

    If you don't answer, let's not talk about reputation, Xu Qi'an's own heart of martial arts will definitely be stained with dust, and it will be difficult to have a clear mind.

    Under tremendous pressure, Xu Qi'an searched for his own means in his mind. The Buddhist precepts are not valid for Joan of Arc, unless he is also the second or first rank of Buddhism.

    Sitting meditation skills will definitely not be able to stop this sword.

    Confucian magic cannot be used. If the sword is eliminated by means of words and methods, the subsequent backlash will not be much weaker than bearing the sword.

    Jianzheng didn't make a move, and it seemed that he was indeed entangled by Salun Agu. Although he had a home court advantage in the capital, Saren Agu was a first-class who had lived for thousands of years. He couldn't beat Jianzheng in Dafeng, so pester him for a while  Always no problem.

    The last iron sword merged in, and Joan of Arc finally finished concentrating on the sword. His sword fingers trembled slightly, as if he couldn't even control this huge force.

    The entire capital city, with three million living beings, was under the coercion of this sword force, panicking.

    This is the second product.

    Just like Tianwei.

    "Chop!"

    Joan of Arc roared, her face flickered:

    "I forgot to tell you that Lin'an and I have made a private decision for life. When I kill you, I will ascend the throne and proclaim myself emperor, take your place, and marry your granddaughter, um, your daughter in name.

    "Everything about you is mine. Today, everyone in the capital is watching me kill you!"

    Emperor Joan's eyes were round and round, and the pupils in the eye sockets were trembling.

    Humiliation, unwillingness, anger, resentment All kinds of emotions surged up. He has gone through two dynasties, lived a brilliant life, and controlled the supreme power.

    At the end, it ended in such a humiliating way.

    Xu Qi'an put the sword across his neck, feeling extremely happy: "This time, I will destroy your body and make it difficult for you to be reborn."

    With one touch, the head rolled off.

    The Yang God came out of his body and fled quickly, Joan of Arc shouted: "Come!"

    The spirit of the dragon veins came from the sky, opened its mouth wide, and swallowed Joan of Arc's Yang God into his belly.

    "Xu Qi'an, I will not let you go, I will kill you at all costs, kill all the people around you, and make you restless forever."

    Joan of Arc's venomous roar came from inside the golden dragon.

    The dragon vein is a kind of luck, Xu Qi'an can't do anything with it, the carving knife and the Zhenguo sword can't cut it, and although the spirit dragon can swallow the energy, the spirit of the dragon vein is not pure purple energy.

    Unexpectedly, the particularity of the dragon veins would eventually become his last protection umbrella.

    His physical body is completely destroyed, but as long as the Yang God is still there, he is still a second rank.

    Just at this moment, fragments of the book from the ground flew out of Xu Qi'an's arms, and a slightly curved dragon tooth flew out of the mirror, and the dizzy charm engraved on its surface lit up.

    The dragon tooth whizzed away, easily catching up with the spirit of the dragon veins, and piercing it through!

    "No!!"

    Emperor Joan of Arc's shrill screams came.

    Immediately afterwards, with a "boom", the spirit of the dragon vein exploded into pieces, scattered in all directions, turned into streamers of light, and disappeared at the end of the horizon.

    Joan of Arc's sun god was no longer supported, and was attacked by the dragon's teeth, and his sun god was dimmed.

    Xu Qi'an charged forward riding a spirit dragon, pierced Joan's eyebrows with a carving knife, and pierced the chest with the Zhen Guo sword.

    Dazzling clear light and sword energy bloom.

    The Yang God melted like ice under the scorching sun.

    "Your Majesty, I will send you on your way."

    "Xu Qi'an"

    In the cry of unwillingness and pain, Yangshen dissipated.

    The emperor, who was overlooking the court for a period of six years, completely disappeared

    ps: This chapter was actually finished around 12 o'clock, but after I re-reviewed the manuscript, I found that the writing was not good enough, so I deleted nearly 4,000 words.

    Then I edited and deleted it for a long time. I really tried my best Trying my best to write a chapter that I am satisfied with is my last stubbornness.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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