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Chapter 188: Huangtu Baye's Talking and Laughing Room

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    At this time, the lightning and thunder were not yet intense. Meng Qi was afraid that the power would not be enough, so he didn't dare to activate the mark of Thor immediately, but shouted loudly:

    "kill!"

    His tongue was bursting with thunder, shaking everything in the room and shaking the beams and pillars. If it weren't for the thunder rolling outside at this time, the roof and the guards guarding outside might have realized that something was wrong inside.

    But Xiejun's aura has reached the extreme, his whole person seems to be in between existence and nothingness, not here, not on the other side, not in the midstream, completely unaffected by Meng Qilei's words, his strength enveloped him, and his spirit locked him.

    Then, he covered up the truth with a falsehood, and at the same time his strength and spirit became empty, and Meng Qi, who was trying his best to fight against him with his true energy and spirit, was torn apart, so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood.

    Knowing that he couldn't defend passively, Meng Qi let go of his spirit and kept his mind inside, and he slashed out with a single blow.

    This knife is "Luo Hongchen" driven by the essence of the heavenly knife. The light of the knife is ethereal and jumps erratically, like a fish in water, or a sneaky soul, changing according to the situation and changing according to the heart.

    "Okay!" Xie Jun was slightly moved, and praised with a smile that was not a smile. In the midst of emptiness, he stretched out his right hand, and pointed his middle finger between Meng Qi's eyebrows urgently.

    His gestures are constantly changing, and every change brings up an indistinguishable illusion, moving with the time and responding to the situation, making it impossible for people to see through the true and the false, and see through the false and the real.

    At this moment, even though Meng Qi has made progress in the Dugu Nine Swords and has initially comprehended the Qi-breaking style, he only feels that the evil king's finger is a fusion of truth and falsehood, and there are flaws and dangers everywhere.

    This shows that his realm and strength are much higher than his own!

    Facing this finger, Meng Qi was already unable to break the move, and could only block it with "Luo Hongchen", which was activated by the essence of the Heavenly Saber.

    The sword light jumps, and every moment seems to change in response to the change of Xiejun's gesture. This is the spiritual traction and self-evolution.

    boom!

    The seemingly mortal middle finger pointed at the tip of the knife. Meng Qi's whole body shook, as if struck by lightning, his right arm went numb, and he lost consciousness for a short while.  The sixth level of the bell jar has entered.

    Meng Qi gritted his teeth and drew the knife, stabbing out the ice gate with his left hand, the sword light was pure and full of business, it was "Yan Luotie".

    The sword light is condensed, piercing through the dense layers of energy in the air, and piercing the evil king's eyebrows, advancing without retreating!

    Xie Jun let out a light snort, retracted his right hand, and slapped Xuxu.

    This palm seemed to have no strength at all, but it became bigger and bigger in Meng Qi's sight, almost covering the world.

    The point of the sword was about to pierce the palm, and the evil king's palm suddenly changed, turning from the virtual to the real, with sudden bursts of force, like a stormy sea, gushing out one after another, just like the substance.

    Meng Qi retreated three steps in a row. Even with the golden bell shield protecting his body, the tiger's mouth on his left hand was slightly cracked, and traces of blood flowed out.

    Xie Jun's aura remained at its peak, and the sword energy that had been condensed just now was quietly dissipated by him. His expression was cold, and he raised his palms.

    Boom!

    The thunder shook the sky, the lightning illuminated the sky like daytime, and the battle in the Qinzheng Hall in the distance had reached a fever pitch.

    Meng Qi didn't hesitate anymore, his right arm had regained consciousness, his mind was running, and he drove the knife with his heart, and the purple thunder marks on the back of his left hand were vivid.

    After the confrontation just now, Meng Qi knew clearly that with his current Golden Bell strength and saber and sword skills, even if he recklessly fell into the world of mortals, Yan Luotie, Sacrifice his body, and broke the clean round, it would be difficult to really hurt such a man.  The evil king, even escaped with his own life, is only five or five times. After all, the phantom demon's physical skills are as illusory as illusion, and it is difficult to get rid of!

    He was immersed in emotions, his mind was like a flat lake, and everything around him was reflected. Although he couldn't really grasp the popularity and distribution of Xiejun's true energy, he seemed to hear the beating of his heart, a heartbeat full of countless meanings.

    With a knife, the light shines, and the world of mortals is ten feet beautiful, and this knife is still "falling into the world of mortals"!

    Meng Qi can't be sure whether the evil king has the obsession with resentment and love, but he can be sure that he has great ambitions and can't get what he wants for the time being. Therefore, how can a man in the world not be in the world of mortals?

    Comparing with Pei Hezhong's slashing at the evil king, this saber shows the essence of swordsmanship and shows more changes in the way of swordsmanship.

    The dark clouds were dense, and silver snakes danced chaotically. Suddenly, they formed a thunder light as thick as a bucket, and the brilliance descended from the sky.

    Except for the two great masters in the Hall of Qinzheng who couldn't be distracted by the fight, everyone in the imperial city was drawn by the air mechanism, looked up at the sky, and happened to see the divine thunder descending from the sky, magnificent and terrifying!

    Boom!

    Lei Guang is around the Tai Chi Hall?In my own body, it seems to be domineering and disregarding my own wishes!

    The essence was poured into the meridians, making Meng Qi's body feel like it was about to explode. There was no way to shake off the spar, so he could only run the golden bell cover with all his strength to absorb the pure essence into the body without any impurities, as if it had grown naturally.  Jingyuan!

    Dark gold was introverted, Meng Qi put his whole body and mind into digesting and absorbing the essence, and he could barely stand up, as if he was carrying a heavy burden!

    At this moment, Meng Qi understood why the evil king wanted to absorb the essence and improve his strength in the Taiji Temple, the cave of dragons and tigers, but he had to talk nonsense with himself, delay time, and was struck to death by lightning. He also understood why the old emperor was the first to  When you absorb it once, you will pass out because you are too anxious.

    Neither do they want to!  It's like I don't want to now!

    In Meng Qi's mind, tens of thousands of grass-mud horses roared past, but he had to restrain his mind and try his best to digest and absorb the essence.

    With the frantic absorption of essence, the sixth level of the golden bell cover was rapidly raised, but Meng Qi was not happy at all, because the guards who were still alive on the roof jumped in to check whether the thunder had hurt the emperor, destroyed the building, and caused a fire.

    They had just landed, and they were stunned on the spot. Inside the Ziji Pavilion, all the desks, screens and desks were damaged. The emperor was lying on the dragon bed, bleeding from all his orifices, lifeless, and in front of the dragon bed, there were two people standing and falling down  The face of the fallen person turned black, and he lost his breath. He was standing with his left hand behind his back and his right hand holding the sword hilt. His hair was disheveled, but he did not lose the demeanor of a powerful and proud master.

    Looking at the hole in the roof, Meng Qi said with guilt in his indifference: "Someone is a secret guard. He was a step too late and let the evil king kill the emperor. We can only kill him to thank Longen."

    Will you believe me when I say so?

    The two guards looked at me and I looked at you, and shook their heads firmly. If there were secret guards, I and others would not be able to guess. After all, they have to eat and drink!

    Meng Qi pursed his lips and sighed slightly: "Then do you want to know who the new emperor is? Do you want to know which prince killed his father?"

    The expressions of the two guards changed, and they suddenly opened their throats:

    "There are assassins!"

    do not do that!  I can tell you a story about an old monk in a temple on a mountainMeng Qi cried out helplessly, drawing his sword out of its sheath with his right hand like a heavy burden, and at the same time speeding up the operation of the golden bell, crazily absorbing the essence  Yuan.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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