"Don't worry, the young king said he could handle this. He is the Heavenly Father and the Emperor in One." Chen Qingzhu actually said guiltily. After all, she had only seen He Xuan kill more than ten people by himself, but this time his opponent was not more than ten people, but hundreds of people.

This is not of the same order of magnitude at all!

After Nan Xiangtian replaced his son Nan Xiangwu back, he repeated and looked around for a while, and found that although his son was injured, he was slightly injured, so he felt relieved.

He turned his head and his face became extremely ferocious: "Give me a visit to capture the young king of the Taiping Army. I want to live. Only those who live are more valuable."

"clear."

"Living."

Both of them rushed up.

He Xuan smiled faintly.

Hundreds of gangsters holding cold weapons came up, and such a lineup was probably not far from a hundred regular troops. And in the early stage of the Ming Dynasty, he could easily deal with such a lineup.

He Xuan's hand was placed on the hilt of the sword.

Brush brush brush brush!

The sword light moves.

Sword scales flash.

Sword jumps!

The sword sprinkles the long river!

Sword Qi Yangtze River!

These hundreds of martial arts tourists holding weapons have never seen such a terrible sword technique.

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

It seems that the sword is not a sword.

It's the Death Scythe from Hell.

It is a magic weapon to harvest life.

No one can avoid these tourists from the world.

Some people kept falling down.

These tourists from the world are also brave people. In addition, once they catch the young king, they can be awarded an official. What these people who follow the south to the sky want the most is to become officials. Being an official is more powerful than being a mouse in the secret.

Therefore, even though they knew that He Xuan was powerful, they rushed forward one by one, and wanted to rush He Xuan to death. All kinds of weapons greeted He Xuan.

However, no matter what weapon they were, He Xuan easily flashed over.

The beating made them a little desperate.

Suddenly, a gangster said, "Isn't there still spring? There is that little girl, catch them and call him to commit crimes." The little girl mentioned here is naturally Dong Xiaomiao.

When other tourists from the world heard that it made sense, they immediately rushed towards Chen Qingzhu, Chen Houhou and Xiaomiao, the two of them.

Chen Qingzhu and Dong Xiaomiao were shocked when they saw a large number of weapons attacking.

Dong Xiaomiao had never learned martial arts at all, and everyone was stunned.

Although Chen Qingzhu has practiced martial arts, the woman is born weak. She beats one-on-one and may not win against two or three strong men. Now she is greeted by the vast weapons, so she can’t resist it.

A group of tourists from the world were so scared that they didn't respond when they saw these two women. They couldn't help but smiled grimly, yes, this young king is weird, but the other two women are not weird. If they hold them, they can threaten the young king.

But I didn't expect that at this time, I'll brush it!

Two cold lights were like two dragons, surrounding Chen Qingzhu and Dong Xiaomiao. Some of the people who were approaching had their weapons snatched off, and some had their hands snatched off.

He Xuan had not used all his strength before. If these people were to try their best to catch the Spring and the Winter, they would not blame themselves. After all, there was a firm idea of ​​protecting the Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter Four in the soul of the original owner.

He Xuan took over the original owner's body, and he had to follow the strongest obsession with the original owner.

Next, He Xuan was even more polite and took action all the way and killed him all the way.

Dozens of these hundreds of tourists were killed in a moment.

Blood kept splashing out.

Some blood splattered on He Xuan's body.

His pale face.

Bright blood.

Walking with blood.

It's like a demon god from the way of cultivation, Shura!

This is simply terrible to the limit!

These tourists from the world finally collapsed. No matter how rich and wealthy they were, they were not as important as their own lives. They fled around and fled into the nearby mountains and forests.

He Xuan held the sword in his right hand, walked towards Nanxiangtian step by step, Nanxiangwu and his son, shook his head: "It's your turn next. I am the Holy Father, the Holy Son. You actually want to use a few hundred people to deal with me, naive!"

Nan Xiangtian and Nan Xiangwu both collapsed. Damn, these are hundreds of people. There are people in the world who can fight, but if they can fight twenty or thirty, it is quite good. I have never heard of people who can fight hundreds of people.

Moreover, looking at the Shura stepping on He Xuan's blood, could it be that they are really the Holy Father and the Holy Son coming? Thanks to the blessing of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, many people in this era know that there is a Holy Father and the Holy Son in the West.

It is said that Hong Xiuquan considered himself the Holy Son.

In order to compete for power with Hong Xiuquan, Yang Xiuqing often pretended to be the Holy Father.

But isn't this set fake?

Why is He Xuan really appearing in the form of a Holy Father and a Holy Son? What the hell?

Nan Xiangtian touched his hand and actually took out a pistol. He pointed the pistol at He Xuan and said in a panic: "Don't come over, don't come over, don't come over, or I'll kill you."

"Yes, I still have a gun, I have a gun. The gun is invincible."

"Bang!"

The bullet hit He Xuan directly.

He Xuan wanted to avoid it. However, behind him was Chen Qingzhu, Chen Houhou, Xiaomiao and others. If they avoid it themselves, they would die.

Or, just practice sword and kill bullets.

The bullets came too fast.

Can't see clearly.

By feeling, swing the sword and slash!

brush!

The sword light flashed by.

Bang!

Some pain in my chest.

Hey, my full strength didn't cut this bullet even with one sword. It seems that it is still difficult to practice the sword to cut the bullets.

Nan Xiangtian saw that He Xuan was shot, and he couldn't help but feel very happy after being deeply saddened. He laughed proudly: "What a shitty Holy Father, the Holy Son, two in one. Not being shot, not being finished."

After the winter, after the winter, after the spring, Chen Qingzhu, Chen Qingzhu's mother, Chen Qishi, and Chen Qingzhu's younger brother Chen Qingshan, couldn't help but feel anxious, it's over! Is the young king shot?

However, in the shock of everyone.

He Xuan touched his hand on his chest and lifted some of the clothes there.

The power of the pistol is not as powerful as a rifle.

Of course, the distance between Nanxingtian and He Xuan is quite close. At such a close distance, the power of the pistol is OK.

That bullet shot at He Xuan.

However, it was just the head of the bullet, and some shot into the skin, at most about one-third.

The rest is all outside.

This! This! This!

Doesn’t this mean that even bullets cannot be shot into He Xuan’s body!

Is this still a human?

Is this the Holy Father and the Son in One?

The legend of God is not false.
Chapter completed!