And the journey of the bully comes from blood.
Fu Cha’s cruel eyes flashed, and Bo’s head fell to the ground. The terrible thing was that Bo’s body didn’t shed a drop of blood, but the sword of winning evil was full of blood. This sword not only beheaded Bo’s head, but also sucked his blood.
Fu Cha’s evil thoughts have increased greatly, and he wants to dominate again. Naturally, such talents as Bo Lao are no longer needed.
What’s more, at the moment, he and Sheng Xie share the same mind with each other.
The tip of the sword of victory over evil pointed at the tip of Li Zhichang’s sword, and the blood trembled constantly, and gradually dissolved in the body of victory over evil like a sponge.
Fu Cha has long hair like a demon king at the moment, while Li Zhichang stands in white like snow, as if he had fallen to the sword of the demon king, and beauty behind him is that he wants to save the beautiful girl.
At this moment, Li Zhichang thought of the stories he read when he was a child, but he didn’t expect to become the protagonist one day.
Of course, the fact is that Li Zhichang and Fu Cha are not as powerful as the swordsman in the story, but the reality is that their strength is reversed. Li Zhichang is far more powerful than demonizing Fu Cha.
Fu Cha’s hands clutching victory evil waved towards Li Zhichang. Black gas could not help but emit sword light. Fu Cha was full of strength and needed to vent it urgently.
Jin Tie Jiao Ming Yin rang in the hall.
Dull flesh touches the earth, and the sound falls into Xi Shi er Xi Shi. I can’t believe it. Looking at the scene before me, Fu Cha actually fell heavily and his eyes were full of confusion.
The sword with victory and evil looks intact, but the black gas has been eliminated a lot.
Li Zhichang looked laid-back and didn’t seem to have much strength. Fu Cha was knocked down by his gentle blow.
Fu Cha will neve believe what is happening.
He got up and swung his sword at Li Zhichang again.
Doctor Chang Jianqing Mang flew high again, this time for more than ten steps.
The victory over evil and black qi dissipated again, and Chang Jian was very proud of his incessant singing.
Li Zhichang’s heart way, this evil-winning material is really extraordinary. Although Fu Cha is too weak to win evil alone, it has not been hurt by me and often.
Chapter 21 Thousands of people can’t stop it
In front of the pavilion, the flowing water surrounds the miscellaneous peanut trees and sings the insects singing the moon and the sky.
A Qing, a left and a right are an Aries and a white ape, respectively. She is still dressed in a green bamboo stick, which is particularly cold.
A Qing said, "Grandpa Bai, do you think Li Zhichang is also in this baby palace?" When she said this, it was different from being cold and indifferent. Obviously, playing against Li Zhichang gave her an intuitive judgment on Li Zhichang’s strength
The white ape gloated, "Of course, Qing, although you are much better at fencing than me now, he is still a long way behind me."
A bamboo stick knocks at the white ape’s head, and the white ape fails to dodge and yells, "You are disrespecting the old man more and more." At the same time, the white ape is also frightened. In the past, it was able to resist Ah Ching. Just now, Ah Ching gently used a stick to avoid it. I didn’t think that it could compete with Ah Ching. Li Zhichang could not help but scold two perverts.
Inside Guanwa Palace, the military heard a sergeant coming from a distance when the white ape shouted, saying, "Don’t get close to other people in the palace."
A Qing said in her heart that I should not only get close to it, but also go in and kill people. Once she decides, she won’t think about anything else.
When the military saw Ah Qing’s face, he said, "Are you deaf or dumb?" It’s strange that he heard a male voice on the other side just now and saw a monkey, a sheep and a girl. Did the man run away?
A Qing Cui asked, "Is it in Xi Shi Palace?" She is neither deaf nor dumb.
The military shouted, "The name of the princess is also what you can call at will?"
Ah Qing said calmly, "Is it in Xi Shi again?" The tone is very dull, and others can’t recognize her mood. Of course, it’s expensive to guard the palace gate for the prince of Wu, and noble swordsmen don’t need to mean the mood of ordinary people.
The military drew a long sword, and the sharp blade was chilling with cold light.
Maybe it didn’t even take a blink of an eye. In the silent night, the military shouted a long sword and struck the stone slab in front of the Guanwa Palace. He covered his wrist and ran to the door.
A Qing’s hand is still clenched on the green bamboo stick, and she doesn’t waver or tremble. Her eyes are so calm that she kills Xi Shi and it’s over.
Kill Xi Shi, and you won’t feel like a fire in your heart.
This is that b way for her to get rid of her anxiety these days.
The white ape rode the Aries, not far from Ah Qing.
One hundred military men and one hundred swordsmen guarded the palace gate, and a steady stream of military men followed.
One hundred soldiers and one hundred swordsmen can’t slow Ah Qing down by one point.
At the moment, Ah Ching is stronger than ever.
She didn’t know that she had to face thousands of soldiers who were the most elite in Wu, even if she knew her.
Sergeant ju, more and more spears, halberds, bows, arrows, swords and all kinds of weapons have been brought out.
There are the most elite sergeants in Wu. They once defeated the powerful Chu State and destroyed the mighty Qi Army. They also forced the Jin people to sign unequal treaties and let their neighbor, the King of Yue, Gou Jian Gan, be slaves.
This is the pride of Sergeant Wu Jun, but all this pride has been trampled to pieces now.
Because there is a man across the street who is powerful enough to make thousands of sergeants helpless, it is hard for a sergeant who once fought with people like Sun Wu and Wu Xu to accept.
Sun Wu killed Princess Wu and left the iron behind, but the discipline didn’t make these soldiers collapse, but that’s all.
When the individual force is strong enough, it can even override the group force.
A Qing’s footsteps are as light as a cloud, and her bamboo stick is faster than lightning.
In the blink of an eye, you can shoot down the sergeant’s weapon in front of her and disable them.
And in the jungle with swords and halberds, Ah Ching drifted from place to place. No weapon could touch her skirts.