Chapter 2806: Lord Xu appears as a saint, and Lingchi suppresses the North King

Now the three of them are completely in a dilemma. Ji Li Zhigu and Zhu Jiu are both coming in their true forms. If they retreat, King Zhenbei will swallow the blood pill and achieve the third level of perfection. King Zhenbei will break through in order to be promoted. In the second-level Hedao realm, they will never let them go. They will definitely pursue them with swords and advance to the second level with their aura.

Just when the three of them felt powerless and in a dilemma, a figure appeared. He held the Divine Sword of Zhenguo with his slender fingers, slowly pulled it up, pointed in the direction of the crowd, and said lightly.

"I didn't expect that I can also use this divine sword that governs the country. It's great! Very good!"

Xu Qi'an was dressed in Tsing Yi, with ferocious expressions of anger, sorrow, hatred, and persistence on his face. His appearance was covered up, his appearance was unattractive, and his facial features were ordinary, but at this time he was full of charm, majestic, and eye-catching.

King Zhenbei looked at Xu Qi'an who picked up the Zhenguo Divine Sword and mistakenly thought that the other party was also from the royal family. Although he had never met him, he still felt that the other party was here to help him. After all, as Prince Dafeng, if he could be promoted to the second level The state of being in harmony with the Tao will be of great benefit to the great service without any harm.

"You came just in time to break our stalemate. The two tribes of monsters and barbarians in the north have repeatedly invaded our Dafeng border, burned, killed and looted. Now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Kill them and the northern border of Dafeng will always be peaceful."

Although the King of Zhenbei couldn't figure out the identity of the opponent, he was definitely not a monster or a barbarian. He directly asked Xu Qi'an to help him kill the enemy.

The corner of Xu Qian's mouth slowly turned into a sarcastic arc, and his smile was full of grief and anger. At this time, he relied on the power of the divine monk in his body, which was comparable to a third-grade immortal warrior. His strength was tyrannical and his aura was terrifying. Although he was not as good as the King of Zhenbei, he was It was only slightly inferior. He held the Zhenguo Divine Sword in his hand, and he insisted on killing the Zhenbei King in his heart, so he spoke coldly.

"The King of Zhenbei was so insane that he massacred the entire city of Chuzhou for his own selfish interests. His crime is unpardonable and he deserves to die!"

"I'm here to kill you!"

The three leaders of the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom were stunned when they heard this. They thought Dafeng had sent reinforcements, and they became even more desperate. Unexpectedly, there was a twist of fate, and the person who came was actually not the same person as the King of Zhenbei, and was even an enemy.

The smile on King Zhenbei's face gradually faded, and he became extremely gloomy. He frowned, glared at Xu Qian, and asked uncertainly.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Of course I know, King Zhenbei, you deserve to die!"

Xu Qian slowly floated into the air, the power of the Shenshu monk in his body fully exploded, and a dark, flame-like rune appeared between his eyebrows. His body began to swell, his clothes burst open, and his exposed skin was an inhuman black color, as if forged from dark iron, filled with explosive power.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an was even more evil than Taoist Black Lotus, the Taoist leader of the Earth Sect, with black demonic flames burning all over his body, like a god or a demon.

Surrounded by black flames, Xu Qi'an stood in the void like a god and a demon, and his voice rolled like thunder, as if he was announcing an order from the gods.

"King Zhenbei, in order to be promoted to the second rank, you killed 380,000 people in Chuzhou City for your own selfish purposes. Every life is lost because of you."

"The people in the north respect you and love you. They regard you as a god. They think you protected the border and protected the people from the barbarians. But what did you do to them?"

"You colluded with the Witch God Cult, turned them into walking zombies, and used the secret method of the Witch God Cult to cleanse their blood. It took a month. Such atrocities are extremely heinous."

"King Zhenbei, are you worthy of the people of Dafeng who love you? Are you worthy of the founding emperor who struggled to start a business? Are you worthy of the heroic spirits of your ancestors? Are you worthy of the three hundred thousand innocent souls?

"You beast."

The shouts resounded through the sky and could be clearly heard for dozens of miles around. The surviving people in Chuzhou City looked up into the void and looked at Xu Qian, who was like a god and a demon. There was excitement and recognition in their eyes. They were all the same. , and hated the crazy behavior of King Zhenbei extremely.

"If a person is unrighteous, he will be punished by heaven. King Zhenbei, today is the day you die!"

Xu Qi'an held up the National Divine Sword, and the golden light shone brightly, dyeing the sky golden. A book in his arms burned, and Xu Qi'an used all his methods and said loudly.

"I say that the King of Zhenbei deserves to die. His crime cannot be pardoned. Please help me, Lord Marquis!"

"boom!"

The majestic and turbulent Haoran righteousness surged out from Xu Qi'an's arms and shot straight into the sky. It was righteous and vast and invincible to all evils. A figure emerged in the white vastness of Haoran righteousness, illusory and ethereal. The Confucian robe was wide and the sleeves were flowing. Gone with the wind, independent and outstanding.

This was a distraction that Xu Zisheng came with the help of Haoran's righteousness, and it was also the golden finger he left to Xu Qi'an. Even if a first-level Buddhist Bodhisattva came, Xu Zisheng's distraction could protect Xu Qi'an's life and repel the opponent.

Xu Zisheng stood in the void, turned his head and glanced at the demon-like Xu Qian, frowned slightly, raised his hand slightly, and looked a little higher in the void. Xu Qiansheng's aura suddenly weakened, and he turned into a human form again, and a clear voice sounded.

"You don't need to waste your energy and blood like this, Da Feng doesn't need your sacrifice yet!"

Xu Qi'an needs to pay a huge price to inspire Monk Shenshu's power. Since Xu Zisheng has arrived, there is no need for Xu Qi'an to do this.

Xu Zisheng lowered his eyes and looked down at the entire Chuzhou City. His expression was cold, murderous intent arose, and it was fierce and fierce. Corpses were everywhere, the city was full of wronged souls, the resentment was strong, and the evil aura was shocking. It was simply a Shura field, a hell on earth.

Xu Zisheng's eyes turned and shot directly at the King of Zhenbei. A deep chill filled the world, making the third-level masters below feel a chill, as if they were being targeted by extremely terrifying creatures and extremely dangerous.

"King Zhenbei, you deserve to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Zisheng made a light move towards the Zhenguo Divine Sword in Xu Qi'an's hand. The Divine Sword was alive and did not reject Xu Zisheng. It slowly fell into his hand and was raised high. The golden light and white light complement each other and shine. The sky and the earth suddenly fell, the sword energy soared into the sky, the sword light was bright, and it rushed straight towards the King of Zhenbei.

The whole world was frozen by this sword energy. King Zhenbei's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't move at all. He watched helplessly as the sword energy suddenly split and turned into thousands of sword energy, surrounding him. pack.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Waves of shrill screams came from the mouth of King Zhenbei, and thousands of swords struck him like knives, causing him endless pain. His flesh and blood were between tearing and healing. The cycle goes on and on. This is the ultimate punishment in the world. Being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts is just once, but King Zhenbei has to experience Lingchi countless times at this time. His immortal body has given him strong vitality and can heal wounds, but At this moment, he wished that he was not a third-grade warrior, so that he could die happily.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

The sword energy continuously opened wounds on King Zhenbei's body, and red blood flowed to the ground, soaking the ground of Chuzhou City. It seemed to have caused a chain reaction. Countless innocent souls swarmed towards this place. The evil spirit was strong and the black mist filled the air. , surrounded the King of Zhenbei in the middle.

"I hate it so much!"

"I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!"

"My child died miserably, why do you want to kill us?"

With complaints and questions, the 380,000 wronged souls devoured the soul of King Zhenbei, biting it wildly, with resentment and unwillingness on their faces, wanting to eat his flesh, drink his blood, and devour him alive.

"Ahhhhh!"

King Zhenbei let out an even more pitiful howl, and his voice gradually became hoarse, and finally fell into silence. He had collapsed, his handsome face was full of sluggishness, and drool was flowing from the corners of his mouth. He looked like a fool, unable to bear it over and over again. The pain of being cut into pieces by thousands of knives and bitten by thousands of ghosts made him a fool.

"You are an innocent soul of 380,000, so I will chop you alive with 380,000 knives. This is what you deserve!"

Xu Zisheng snorted coldly, and thousands of sword energy gathered together again, turning into a brilliant sword light, which passed through the neck of King Zhenbei. His head fell and his body fell to the ground.

A generation of Zhenbei King, the great protector of the country, fell, ending his sinful life, and completely perished in the city of Chuzhou.

Xu Zisheng looked down at the corpse of King Zhenbei, his eyes moved slightly, and with a slight wave of his right hand, the endless righteousness fell and turned into a blazing white flame, which fell on the corpse of King Zhenbei. The holy and upright flame burned fiercely. , refining the essence and blood of King Zhenbei, a ball of essence and blood emerged, crystal clear, and exuding a fragrance. This was the essence of a third-level peak martial artist, enough to allow a fourth-level warrior to break through and advance.

Xu Zisheng waved his hand lightly, and the ball of blood flew up and landed in front of Xu Zisheng. It rippled slightly and the blood was crystal clear, like the brightest ruby, making people covet it. The corpse of King Zhenbei on the ground was like a mummy, showing a gray and defeated appearance. He looked as if he had been dead for many years. His death was in a very miserable state, with his head and body separated by a thousand cuts.

Xu Zisheng flicked his finger, and this ball of essence and blood flew through the void, fell into Xu Qi'an's body, and quickly integrated into it, making up for Xu Qi'an's shortfall just now. Powerful power surged out, pushing Xu Qi'an's martial arts cultivation to continue to skyrocket. At the peak of the level, the fifth level transformed into strength, and finally stayed on the fourth level of artistic conception. It was simply a step to reach the sky.

"One drink and one peck, the cycle of cause and effect. The King of Zhenbei just wanted to refine the blood elixir and be promoted to the second level of martial arts. He did not hesitate to slaughter three thousand miles of blood. You found out the truth about the blood massacre of three thousand miles and gave justice to the people of Chuzhou City. , if you have great achievements, you will naturally be rewarded, so I refined the essence and blood of King Zhenbei and made him the blood elixir for improving your martial arts cultivation! Only in this way can you show the clear principles of nature and selflessness!"

Confucianism corrupted the law with literature, and Xu Zisheng's righteousness was unparalleled. He suddenly fell down and wiped away the sins and grievances in Chuzhou City. There was no longer a trace of sin in the world.

Several third-level masters turned pale with horror. They were bombarded by the endless awe-inspiring righteousness and were blasted out of Chuzhou City one after another. They were seriously injured and still did not dare to stay for a moment and fled in confusion.

There was fear in the depths of the one eye of Protector Que Yongxiu. He lowered his head and did not dare to look up into the void. His body was trembling, like a rabbit encountering a tiger. There was no longer the evil spirit and unruliness before, only awe and fear.

"It is not a pity to die if you help the tyrants to harm you and act as a harbinger of the tiger!"

Xu Zisheng looked down at the Duke of Feng, and could clearly see the endless sins surrounding him in his eyes. He spoke with a cold expression, deciding the fate of the Duke of Protector.

There was no wailing, no resistance, or even struggle. Everything was so silent. The awe-inspiring righteousness directly evaporated the Protector of the Country, Que Yongxiu, leaving no trace or ashes, as if Que Yongxiu had never existed.

"I want to escape, but can I escape?"

Xu Zisheng raised his head again, penetrated the void, and looked at several third-level masters who were running away. His clear eyes were as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice. The coldness filled the air, and he spotted the black-robed spiritual wisdom state. The wizard sneered and said again.

"You slaughtered 380,000 people in my Dafeng Chuzhou, and you still want to leave alive. It's a wishful thinking."

Xu Zisheng raised his hand, slowly handed it out, inserted it into the void, and lightly grabbed the void a hundred miles away. The space instantly turned into fragments. The endless space turbulence was like the sharpest sword, instantly tearing apart the third-level spiritual wisdom. The physical body and soul of the realm wizard could only inspire a miserable howl, without any resistance at all.

"Run, run, run!"

Several other third-level masters who were fleeing for their lives used the method of pressing the bottom of the box, burning the energy in their bodies, and fled frantically away from Chuzhou City at extremely fast speeds, like lightning.

Xu Zisheng's eyes turned again and locked on Ji Li Zhigu, the leader of the Qingyan tribe. The green giant ran away like crazy. Every time he took a step, the ground shook. His face was full of panic. He didn't even dare to look back. He was extremely embarrassed. .

"The King of Zhenbei is dead, and the forces on the border are out of balance. Naturally, we cannot let the barbarians and the northern demon tribe take the initiative. Neither Jili Zhigu nor Zhujiu can let go!"

Xu Zisheng thought about it in his heart, weighed the pros and cons, and made a decision. He raised his right hand again, and then dropped it suddenly. His right hand affected Haoran Zhengqi, and the white breath gathered into a giant palm, falling from the sky, fiercely It was photographed on the cyan giant.

"Boom!"

A nearby hill and the cyan giant were hit by a giant palm, and disappeared between heaven and earth in an instant. A deep pit was left on the ground, and countless underground water gushes out. In just a short time, this place was There is an extra lake, and this lake takes the shape of a palm. This is the real magical power that changes the world.

Xu Zisheng turned his head and looked at the giant red python, which was swimming wildly. The energy and blood all over his body were burning like flames. He had used all his abilities to escape.

"Can you run?"

Xu Zisheng shook his head slightly and waved the Kingdom Divine Sword casually. A sharp sword energy streaked through the void. The sword light shone through the fourteen states. It cut everything and was invincible. The bright sword light drowned the red giant python, and a scream was heard. The sound rang out, and then fell into silence, another third-level master died!

Xu Zisheng felt the consumption of Haoran's righteousness, thought for a moment, and did not continue to pursue and kill the Lord of Ten Thousand Monsters and Taoist Black Lotus. They were both clones, and even if they were killed, it would not make much sense, and someone would naturally deal with them in the future.

Xu Zisheng threw the Zhenguo Divine Sword to Xu Qian, and then looked up at the sea of ​​clouds. A looming figure was hidden in it, and his aura blended with the sea of ​​clouds. Even King Zhenbei, who was at the peak of the third rank, had never noticed this figure.

"Not good! He discovered me. I am worthy of being the first person in Confucianism and a second-grade Confucian!"

The white mist around the white-clothed warlock fluctuated violently, and his body became insubstantial, and he was about to run away. He was a second-grade Qi practitioner. He once subverted the world in order to break through his cultivation and become a first-grade destiny master, causing the people to live in dire straits. He was an extremely selfish person. A person of great benefit, this person also served as an official in Da Feng. He was even the first-class Tanhua in the tenth year of Yuan Jing. He even worshiped under the main gate of Si Tian Jian. He was the eldest disciple of Jian Zheng. He was extremely talented and beautiful. Vertical talent.

The white-clothed warlock did not come in his true form, but only as a clone. However, if this clone died, it would also cause great harm to him, which would be detrimental to his future breakthrough as a first-level destiny master, so he was unwilling to fight with Xu Zisheng's distraction. Choose to give in.

"Now that you're here, don't leave. If my guess is right, you were behind this bloody massacre of three thousand miles. Even the death of King Zhenbei was part of your plan!"

Although warlocks are not strong in combat, are seriously partial to science, and are not as balanced as Confucianists, they are also outstanding. They are good at calculations and planning. They can see through the secrets of heaven, control luck, and even erase traces of their own existence, so that everyone in the world can Everyone thought that without the existence of this person, the white-clothed warlock hiding behind was a very terrifying existence. They were like chess players, treating everyone in the world as black and white pieces on the chessboard, controlled by him.

Xu Zisheng's figure had already appeared above the sea of ​​clouds, and stopped in front of the white-clothed warlock. He looked at the second-grade Qi practitioner who had covered his face, with obvious disgust in his eyes, and even murderous intent, and said coldly .

"You hide in the dark and stir up troubles, bring disaster to the world, and even steal half of Da Feng's national destiny. It would be fine if you never show your face, and it would be difficult for me to find your traces, but you actually dare to appear around me, Just to seek justice for the people of Dafeng, please stay here as your clone!"

The white-clothed warlock stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and said slowly with confidence in his tone that everything was under control.

"Xu Zisheng, although I am wary of your cultivation, I am not afraid of you. You are too arrogant!"

"You are just a junior. When I was at the height of my popularity, you were just a baby in swaddling clothes and you dared to speak nonsense in front of me!"

Xu Zisheng's aura gradually released, vast and majestic, far beyond the realm of third-grade destiny. This distracting strength has already entered the realm of second-grade great scholar. This shocked the white-clothed warlock, and he almost thought that he was Xu Zisheng's in front of him. real body.

"A good man, not to mention your bravery, you have been eliminated by the times. Jian Zheng is unwilling to clean up the family. For so many years, you have stirred up the situation and brought harm to the world! Jian Zheng can tolerate you, but I, Xu Zisheng, cannot tolerate you!"

Bai Yishu's morale was outstanding and he seemed to be able to control everything. However, he had no confidence when facing Xu Zisheng. He found that he could not see through Xu Zisheng's fate at all, and he could not even see his luck. This was far beyond his expectation. , he already had the strength of a second-grade scholar when he became a god. He vaguely felt that Xu Zisheng might not be a second-grade scholar, but a first-grade sub-sage. This guess shocked him greatly.

"Aren't you a second-grade scholar?"

The white mist around the warlock in white fluctuated, seeming to reflect his surprise. Countless lines appeared in his eyes, and his thoughts were wildly deduced, hoping to get a hint of the secret destiny related to Xu Zisheng.

It's a pity that everything is in vain. The fate of Xu Zisheng's whole body is a mess and it is impossible to sort it out. Some places are even broken directly, and no information can be seen at all. The heart of the white-clothed warlock becomes colder and colder, as if it is sinking. In the deep sea, the chances of winning are extremely slim.