Chapter 374: The crude warrior!

Chapter 374: The crude warrior!

A cold beam of light bloomed in the pupils of the prince of the Ascension Dynasty, and his royal luck skyrocketed. He was obviously a powerful monk. He said sharply: "I said that I was invited by others, but I would not lie in my capacity." ?"

The deserted state lineup.

From tension.

to joy.

Everything happens in an instant.

Previously, their Huangzhou was slightly weaker than the three ancient forces, but with the addition of the Yuhua Dynasty, everything has been reversed, and the Qin Dynasty's advantage will be gone.

Zhang Ji, a great scholar in the academy, had a bright smile on his face and started to speak poems.

"Even if the mountains are blocked by the water, the garrison gates on the mountains will be opened near the water!"

"The beaded curtain goes straight down a hundred feet, and the sun is warm and the scales are facing each other!"

There are lines of poetry as you open your mouth. Accompanied by Lang Lang's clear breath, the scholar's artistic conception permeates the world. It makes people feel that the scene in front of them is constantly illusory, and they want to fall into the artistic conception of this poem. This makes many monks feel anxious. The color changes.

The Buddhist monk chanted: "Amitabha!"

Holding a magic pestle.

His body retreated violently.

Not even a glance.

There are young novice monks who are confused.

Then I heard the older monk say cautiously: "These are those pretentious Confucian monks who speak verses. Once you fall into their artistic conception, your strength will be greatly reduced, and even the heaven and earth will be suppressed. I, a Buddhist cultivator, have never liked it." Fight and kill, I won’t get involved in this matter!”

He glanced out of the corner of his eye.

Only seen.

Ji's.

This old man with silver hair and blue eyes retreated earlier than him. He couldn't help but silently muttered in his heart: "Amitabha, this poor monk is so kind-hearted that he hesitated for a moment!"

Qin Tian's face turned ugly for a moment while he was flying over the ancient chariot. He had never expected that Yuhua Dynasty would choose to join the Huangzhou lineup, but the violent retreat of Fu Xiu and Ji's family was unexpected. The relationship between them was originally cooperation and testing. The relationship between them has not even reached the initial willingness to cooperate, so naturally they don't want to sink deeper, especially since Buddhism and the Ji family are too ancient, and no one dares to do anything to them if they don't want to make a choice.

The pupils are dark.

Staring at the young prince of Yuhua Dynasty.

If not for him.

Qin Dynasty.

How could we end up in such a situation.

Previously, the two sides were evenly matched. Even though the Yuhua Dynasty was watching, as he started to take action, the Buddhist cultivators and the Ji family were more or less showing off. The seemingly strong lineup on the opposite side was actually a thin veil, unable to withstand any test. Now the Confucian group The person took the lead and immediately cut off his alliance.

The great sacrificial wine of the Holy Palace also uttered poems, and with every word blooming, a golden lotus appeared in the void, moving towards the powerful Zhennan General of the Qin Dynasty.

"kill!"

A piece of treasure-level armor appeared on General Zhennan's body, all red. A blood-stained sword and a shield appeared in his palm. He held the sword in his right hand and swept it away from the air. The red sword energy rippled. His pupils were sharp, and his body With murderous intent, he said coldly and forcefully: "I have nothing to fear!"

"when!"

His murderous aura was quite terrifying, diluting the nostalgic mood that filled the air. He stepped forward quickly, knowing that scholars are good-mouthed, but they are weak in close combat. As long as a hundred scholars are close to him, they are no good. his opponent.

"Move me back a hundred miles!"

The academy scholar Zhang Ji said calmly, he knew that if General Zhennan retreated a hundred miles, the backlash from heaven and earth would be serious, but if he retreated a hundred miles, it would be a simple journey without any backlash, so General Zhennan slashed down with his sword. Feeling lonely.

"Cage!"

"Restraint!"

The great sacrificial wine from the Palace of the Holy Saint is also speaking.

A cage fell from the sky.

"Boom!"

General Zhennan was shrouded in it. The latter shook the red sword in his hand, and the red clouds soared into the sky and struck the cage. The runes of the power of law bloomed. It was a cage condensed by the laws of heaven and earth. However, General Zhennan's combat power was too great. Terrifyingly, several consecutive blows made a gap appear in the cage. If he struck a few more times, it would be cut off and he could step out with force.

"Vulgar martial artist!" the great sacrificial wine from the Palace of the Holy Spirit said in disgust. He rushed in recklessly, without any gold content, and said as he said: "Qi and blood are dry!"

The martial artist is terrible.

And very strong.

Especially a warrior like Qin Tian who has been on the battlefield for a long time.

Full of evil spirit.

Qi and blood are like dragons.

Swing your sword to cut through the sky.

"Buzz!" Zhennan General Qin Tian had a premonition of discomfort and was about to resist. His dark and full hair suddenly withered and turned pale, his energy and blood suddenly dropped, and wrinkles appeared on his smooth skin. From the peak of his life to his twilight years, it was like The rainbow-like energy and blood withered to the extreme, making him extremely weak.

The monks in Zhanzhou are all changing their expressions slightly. They major in the physical body and are good at close combat, among which Leo is the representative. A single word from this Confucian can make their blood wither and decay to such an extent that they are simply the nemesis of Zhanzhou; As they saw the blood on the lips of the great sacrificial wine from the Palace of the Holy Saint, they also realized that the latter was not easy either and had paid the price.

Slightly relieved.

"fine!"

If Qin Tian's Qi and blood are reduced to this level and nothing happens, not to mention Zhanzhou, the monks from other states may also change their tempers, and they will inevitably do some terrible things out of fear of Confucianism. .

"Qi and blood pressure control!" Qin Tian raised his gloomy eyes. Even though he himself had dried up his qi and blood and looked like an old man, he was still powerful and arrogant. Those proud eyes were domineering.

"Even if my blood is dry, I can still kill you two!" He swung the red sword in his hand and slashed it on the cage, causing an incredible collision. In an instant, he tore a hole in the cage and walked out of it. His figure crossed like lightning, and his eyes were cold. He silently used a talisman paper from the Buddhist sect and whispered softly: "Forbidden the world!"

"Buzz!"

Zhang Ji was about to retreat, but he was shocked to find that he had lost contact with the world. This made him quickly open the book in his hand, and in an instant, a magnificent mountain appeared. In front of him, he used his own Confucian Dao fruit, no longer relying on the power of heaven and earth, and whispered: "I will retreat a hundred miles!"

"Shua!"

At the moment when the mountain was broken, Qin Tian's figure had already killed in front of Zhang Ji, and the two were very close. Seeing that this sword was about to kill the latter, he watched helplessly as he suddenly disappeared from the world, leaving only a residual image. This made Qin Tian's eyes gloomy. If it weren't for the dry blood, his speed would be one third faster, and Zhang Ji couldn't avoid it even if he used his own Confucian Dao fruit.

"Pu!"

"Vulgar warrior!"

Even though the whole person was almost killed, Zhang Ji still had a contemptuous attitude, mocking and teasing: "This kind of inferior means, my Confucianism has long stopped!"