Chapter 260 The Southern King, die! ! !
Zeng Anmin raised his eyebrows.
A cool look appeared on her fat face.
The righteous energy in the body is about to move.
But a figure suddenly jumped out from the side.
"I'll protect you!!"
The man was like a wall.
Stand in front of Zeng Anmin.
The spear in his hand stabbed in the direction of Wuwei.
Zeng Anmin looked at the person standing in front of him.
His face was slightly stunned.
It's him...
The Imperial City Sitizi, who had just saved his life on the battlefield.
The reason I have an impression of him.
It's because the tiger's head is missing half of his ear...
At this moment, blood was still flowing on his ears.
The spear in his hand was flashing with a cold light.
Extremely fast in the dark! "Hmph!" Wuwei saw the spear getting closer and closer, and made a move.
"Buzz~"
The black chains trapped on Zeng Anmin were a little weak.
Several black air was like a rope, directly wrapped around the approaching spear tip.
Then, the black gas quickly swam towards Natizi like a fish in the water.
"Swish!"
The catzi didn't move.
I was entangled by black aura.
He blushed and struggled, but he couldn't break free.
The King of Nan was also shocked by Natizi's sudden appearance.
"Dog stuff!"
The Southern King looked at the driver coldly and was about to speak.
But I heard a thunderous sound suddenly coming from the distant heaven! ! "Duke Cao from Dajiang is here! How dare the thief!!"
A long drink like a thunder thunder exploded in the sky! !
Heard this sound.
The Southern King's attention on Zeng Anbian was instantly diverted.
His face changed drastically. "Why is Duke Cao coming?!"
As he said this, he fell.
A extremely powerful pressure instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.
Zeng Anmin suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.
The third-rank martial man...
Such power.
He has seen it in the capital of the Great Sage Dynasty.
Duke of Ningguo, the company is loyal and filial to...
"Go away!"
Wuwei also put away the smile on his face.
He glanced into the distance with a blank expression.
A hint of panic appeared on the face of the Nanwang.
Wuwei took a deep breath.
He picked up a steel knife from the ground.
Squinted his eyes and looked at the driver who was blocking Zeng Anmin.
Wuwei didn't speak, he raised his steel knife.
Thunder can't be covered!
Hand up and the knife falls!
"Puff!!"
Tizi's head ascended to heaven! !
Blood splattered on Zeng Anmin's face. "Damn it!!!" Bai Ziqing saw this scene in his eyes.
He watched Natizi fall to the ground with his own eyes.
He bit his teeth tightly...
"Go away!"
As the fall of the pig, the black aura trapped on his body, was liberated.
"Quick!"
Wuwei made a move, and the black aura condensed into two pairs of black boots.
He was called to the foot of the King of Southern and his.
"Get up!"
With black gas blessing under the feet, the two of them were extremely fast.
After a short while, it disappeared into the darkness.
…………
At this time.
Everyone was so breathless that he was overwhelmed by the power of the third-rank warrior.
No one pays attention to Zeng Anmin except Bai Ziqing.
Everyone looked towards the night, the powerful master!
Bai Ziqing was also trying hard to resist this great pressure.
His face was extremely frustrated.
But he could not do any other moves around his body with the iron chains transformed by black gas.
The whole audience.
Only Zeng Anmin took a look at the dead Tizi on the ground.
Bloodshot was slowly spread on his fat face.
He stared at the backs of the Southern King and Wuwei who disappeared into the darkness.
Frost is everywhere on the face.
He looked around for a week.
It's a coincidence.
No one looked at him, and everyone's attention was attracted by the sudden appearance of Duke Cao.
He no longer hesitated and secretly circulated his righteousness in his body.
Swish! !
In just a moment, Haoran's righteous energy swallowed up the black energy in his body.
Then the chains that trapped his body were also broken by him!
Zeng Anmin's body quietly chased forward.
He had no expression on his face.
The martial arts aura that had just been liberated was madly activated.
……………
"Bang!!!"
A figure fell from the sky.
Still it fell in front of Bai Ziqing.
I saw a pretty young figure standing in armor.
He looks only twenty-seven or eight years old.
What is extremely eye-catching is the hooked nose on his face.
"Duke Cao, I am the commander-in-chief of the delegation Bai Ziqing!" Bai Ziqing looked at the figure of Duke Cao.
A hint of anxiety appeared on his face:
"Help me..."
Duke Cao did not hesitate, but just narrowed his eyes.
Just punched out.
"Bang!!"
The black chains on Bai Ziqing's body were blown away by this huge force! !
After liberation, Bai Ziqing no longer hesitated and crazily circulated the martial arts aura in his body: "Please wait for a moment here, and you will go back!!"
As he said that, he followed Zeng Anmin's disappearance and left at a very fast speed! !
…………
The chase continues.
Zeng Anmin pursed his lips.
He didn't say a word.
The short blue knife in his hand was lifted diagonally by him and pointed at the ground.
His speed was like a sharp arrow.
But every step is so silent.
The spirit stones on his waist were also frantically transporting energy to the diffuse array engraved with the Demon King blood on him.
He was so fast that Bai Ziqing could only follow behind and eat dust...
"Bang!!!"
As Zeng Anmin jumped high.
Finally, his figure appeared in a dense forest.
There are overgrown weeds in front.
And in front of the grass.
Two figures appeared in his eyes.
It was Wuwei and Nanwang.
"Do you still dare to chase me?"
Wuwei heard Zeng Anmin's movement.
Look up and looked up.
When he saw Zeng Anmin approaching slowly with a blank expression on his face.
The pale face exudes a hint of evil.
"Die!!"
Zeng Anmin did not say anything nonsense.
He looked at Wuwei coldly.
The short sword in his hand attacked fiercely. The full of anger was like a long dragon, attached to the knife in his hand.
At the same time, his eyes... turned into a blood-red color.
While the arms.
Dark golden dragon scales slowly emerged.
Between the waist and abdomen, the spirit stones flashed wildly. "Those who kill one... are Hai!" Zeng Anmin's voice was extremely cold.
He has used all his strength in this sword! !
The entire jungle was bored because of his sword.
Wuwei only felt cold all over his body.
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He squinted his eyes and made a random move.
The black air immediately tangled up.
"Bang!!!"
The two of them turned into black mist and flashed.
Then he appeared ten feet away from Zeng Anmin.
At the same time.
Zeng Anmin's knife cut the bushes in front of him into pieces! !
""Three Killings of Eternal Night"!!"
A hint of horror appeared in the voice of the Southern King!
Obviously.
He could see Zeng Anmin's knife very clearly.
"My Jiang Kingdom royal family?!!"
The King of Southern looked at Zeng Anmin in surprise.
Zeng Anmin did not speak.
He looked at the black air wrapped around him.
Look at Wuwei.
"The black gas has obviously decreased... It is much less than on the battlefield just now..."
Zeng Anmin's eyes were indifferent:
"It's obvious that this black gas was not something you practiced." Wuwei's face was filled with gloom.
It's obvious.
Zeng Anmin is right.
"That's not something you can resist."
Wuwei's white face showed a touch of hideousness.
He looked at Zeng Anmin and stretched out his hands.
"Get up!!"
The black air wrapped around Zeng Anmin and restricted his movements.
"I imprison him, you go and kill him!"
Wuwei looked at the Southern King coldly.
The King of Nan was stunned, and a panic flashed across his face. He swallowed hard and pointed to his face:
"Me?"
"Go quickly!"
Wuwei bit his teeth.
The next moment.
The chains formed by the black gas tightened suddenly.
Train Zeng Anmin. "He can't move, go quickly!!" There was a urging in Wuwei's voice.
The King of Southern no longer hesitated. He could see clearly just now on the battlefield.
The black air of Wuwei not only traps the fat man in front of him.
The fourth-grade martial artist Bai Ziqing was also trapped!
"Hu~"
He took a deep breath, and a ferocity flashed across his face.
Take out a dagger from your arms.
Walking slowly towards Zeng Anmin.
A sneer flashed over Zeng Anmin's fat face:
"A little trick."
The next moment.
In his body, golden light suddenly rose! !
Haoran's righteousness suddenly burst out!
"Buzz!!!"
As Haoran's righteous energy surged out of his body.
The black aura wrapped around him didn't even react, and instantly dissipated into the world!
Zeng Anmin resumed action.
He turned his wrist gently.
"Bang!!"
As the black gas suddenly disappeared.
Wuwei's body staggered violently.
He looked up at Zeng Anmin in shock: "Confucianism...Confucianism?!!" Zeng Anmin did not answer him.
The only one who answered him was Zeng Anmin's knife.
"Swish~!!"
The cyan short knife cut through the sky in the darkness.
The straight whole body penetrated into Wuwei's abdomen!
The aura of martial arts suddenly burst out! !
"Puff!!"
Zeng Anmin drew his sword.
Blood poured on his face.
Wuwei stared at Zeng Anmin in a daze.
He kneeled down weakly.
He was trembling all over...
"Bang!!"
The King of Southern on the side saw this scene.
The legs suddenly became weak.
Kneeling on the ground, too.
He trembled his lips.
He trembled his chin.
He wanted to beg for mercy.
"Brother Quan!!"
Bai Ziqing finally arrived.
His body quickly walked to Zeng Anmin.
After seeing Bai Ziqing, Zeng Anmin had no expression on his face, but just looked at Wuwei who was twitching.
"Bai Ziqing!!"
The moment I saw Bai Ziqing.
The King of Southern shouted in a desolate voice: "I spared your life just now, I can't die!! I am of great use to your Northern Holy Dynasty!!" Bai Ziqing heard the King of Southern's voice.
He looked at the Southern King suddenly. "I just exposed Haoran's righteousness." Zeng Anmin's faint voice came.
When Bai Ziqing heard this, his face was startled.
Then there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes.
He slowly walked towards the Southern King with a expressionless face. "You...what do you want to do...you can't kill me..."
"Bao!!"
Bai Ziqing waved his hand suddenly.
A slap was extremely loudly on the face of the Southern King.
only.
The difference is the slap that King Nan threw on his face.
He slapped.
Spuffed the Nanwang's head and turned it around his neck twice.
"Bang..."
The body of the Southern King fell to the ground.
"Avenge your enemies will be revenged, a true gentleman."
Zeng Anmin asked Bai Zi to give a thumbs up:
"Awesome."
"Hehe." Bai Ziqing grinned.
Zeng Anmin stopped talking nonsense.
He looked at Wuwei in a deep state, and his voice suddenly rang: "Ha!! Who are you?!"
Confucianism, ask your heart!
Wuwei's body trembled violently.
Then he looked up blankly: "My name is Wuwei, and I am from the Taoist Fu Sect." "I secretly got along with my master's little wife, Empress Meiyu." "I secretly tried to have a bitch when I was seven years old..." "Ahem." "Ahem."
"Ahem."
Bai Ziqing's old face turned red and she coughed dryly.
Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched.
There was a flash of light in his eyes.
"Daomen Talisman Sect...No wonder the black air is getting less and less. It should be some kind of Talisman."
"Wait!!"
"Your master's little wife is Meiyu Empress from Meiyulou?!!" Zeng Anmin raised his head suddenly and looked at the dull Wuwei! !
(This chapter ends)