"A mere Wen Yang Jian Jian Cultivator dares to be arrogant in front of the real person. It's really ridiculous to talk about assassinating the king and killing him!"

Bang!

With a low and dull sound, Yan Xiake's head was broken, and red and white things flowed out.

Already dead.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

The Changgan Taoist trampled Yan Xiake to death and turned around to look.

In the dusty sky, a group of guards rescued the old emperor from the wall at a loss.

The old emperor was covered in dust and his face turned green. He was just a moment away and he died.

"call!"

The people of Changgan were relieved, although he felt that the old emperor had no danger of death.

However, if something goes wrong.

God’s will be afraid that he can be tore him and eaten.

“Huh, Huh~”

The old emperor fell to the ground, feeling scared. It took him a while to take a breath and shouted at the top of his throat:

"Come! Come! Cut the thief who was in trouble, feed the dog, feed the dog!!!"

In more than a hundred years, many people have assassinated him.

But this time was the closest time he had to die!

How can you not make him frightened or furious?

...........

The last battle in Qingdu City affected thousands of miles, shocking countless states and many practitioners in the world.

But Liangzhou, located in the border, did not have much impact.

Only An Qisheng was vaguely responsive.

Among the mountains, the aura is flowing with the local flow, and countless spiritual materials have been condensed and unified.

If someone can look at it from a micro level, he can see that the subtle places in the already condensed spiritual materials are fluctuating wildly.

This shock was so violent that it could reach billions of times in a second.

Not to mention anything else, just this vibration frequency is absolutely impossible to achieve even if all the blacksmiths in the world beat together.

After a long time, the aura around slowly calmed down, and the high temperature caused by the violent shock also slowly dissipated.

One of the tempered swords appeared.

Buzz ~

Amid the endless buzzing sound, a sword fell from the void and slowly fell into An Qisheng's palm.

The sword is three feet tall, and the light on it is almost transparent like water. It can be seen that there are lines like human meridians spread throughout the sword body.

There seemed to be many runes moving inside.

When ~

An Qisheng flicked the long sword lightly, and a trace of mist appeared in his eyes, as if he had seen something, and shook his head slightly:

"What a pity."

He had never expected Yan Xiake's actions to be so straightforward and straightforward, and he would assassinate the king and kill him all the way.

Unfortunately, the chess is a big move.

That sword was not caused by Yan Xiake's assassination, but by the influence of the human dragon energy and the fate of the Great Qing Dynasty.

Yan Xiake is a native of Daqing, and has also been an official. He is in conflict with the dragon spirit before he finally made a mistake.

Otherwise, with his sword skills that have been practiced for thousands of times, how could he be so close to him?

I can only say that time is fate.

Yan Xiake's energy is already the best in the world, but it is still much worse than the fortune of a country.

He looked up.

The city gods around had already dispersed, and he could see the will of the city god from Yan Xiake's dream, but these city gods could be directly ordered from the city god's mansion.

At this moment, we have already gone to destroy the Tianyi Sect's Division.

"Wang~"

A slightly panic-like barking sounded.

The yellow dog, which was even bigger than the lion, rushed up from the mountains, bit the struggling and wriggling white bone demon in his mouth, and landed in front of An Qisheng.

An Qisheng put away his sword with his back palm, and his mind pronunciation:
Chapter completed!