The Eternal Life of His Majesty

Earl Kendo

The tea is very hot, and it rolls down the throat and seems to open pores all over the body.

With a fragrance of lips and teeth, Qin Xuan smiled gently.

“Almost, it'll start soon, right?” Qin Xuan's eyes casually, fell towards the busy traffic outside the coffee shop.

This was the first time Ren Meng and Chu Baoer had looked at this strange guest with strange eyes.

At this moment, Liu Jinyu disappeared.

“Hey, handsome guy is really unreliable!” Chu Baoer's murmured.

There was a kind of anxiety in Ren Meng's heart, as if she was about to lose something, this feeling made her face slightly pale, and she felt a trance.

...

700 Meters from the coffee shop, this is an abandoned building area.

In the old city, there were many such places, most of which were waiting for demolition and rearrangement.

However, at this moment, many policemen and special soldiers were gathered around the layer, and no foreigners were allowed to approach it.

It is said to be a joint military-police exercise, no one will tell the truth of what is really going on inside.

Standing on the gravel, Liu Jinyu looked at the abandoned floor.

A hundred meters away, on the roof of the abandoned building, there were two night-like figures.

Two earls!

Liu Jinyu's eyes were cold, and there was never the slightest trace of fear in her heart, although the wounds on her body were like burning her five internal organs, and her innate strength was not a single one.

“Heavenly Sword Liu Jinyu, I have long looked up!” Cang Mai's voice slowly sounded, and an old figure slowly walked over from behind, with a sharp sword wrapped in a blue cloth in his hand.

The old man gently threw it, and the long sword fell into Liu Jinyu's hands.

The blue cloth fell into the air with the wind, revealing its sheath.

Alone, more like a crude sword embryo, without any pattern decoration on it.

It was hard to imagine that such a sword destroyed Jun Jiale's older earth dragon formation.

Liu Jinyu had never looked back, never moved in the slightest, "The Black King is a senior, why talk about it!"

The Black King looked at Liu Jinyu's back, a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes.

He had heard of Liu Jinyu's pride, the Heavenly Sword, and he indeed deserved it upon seeing her today. The sword is the king of the warriors Among those who practice swordsmanship in China, which one is not proud?

“Fight today, I can only do my best.” The Black King walked up to Liu Jinyu, secretly seeing the two blood earl priests in the distance.

I can only do my best, but not despair.

What he said was obvious, with the support of a king, the support of Elder Le, it was not enough to make an innate master teacher like him work hard for it.

“Ya!” Liu Jinyu nodded and closed her eyes slowly.

The Black King was a little regretful, he knew Liu Jinyu was gaining momentum, but even if she gained momentum, it would be impossible to fight the Blood Earl Brother at such a level.

These two earls were not weak, they could work together to injure the immortal but not dead Ning Ziyang, which was enough to prove their strength.

The blood monk from the two earls did not move, they waited.

The strong at the innate level should not act rashly, this is the law of iron. If the people in the Liaobian Land had not done anything before, they would not have moved.

But ... Now that they appeared, they had to kill this unrivalled Tianjiao that was comparable to He Taisui.

Then, the flames of war in the Liaobian Land would also be imminent.

For about seven minutes, the two earls standing on top of the abandoned building in the distance opened their eyes.The red eyes seemed to swallow the surrounding sunlight, and the surroundings began to sink into the darkness.

War broke out, it proved that the Innate who claimed to be closest to the earth immortal, the great green master Yue Long appeared.

After thinking about it like electricity, the two earls were already close to him.

The light around everything was swallowed up, falling into an endless darkness.In the darkness, the figures of these two earls could not even guess their sight and perception.

“Perception disorder, this prestigious dark world abroad?” The black king's old laughter slowly sounded. Suddenly, his muscles and bones trembled like a dragon, and a bright innate strength turned into a dragon and rose into the sky. There seemed to be ripples in this dragon spell.

In this sound wave, two figures appeared to appear bright in front of the Black King.

The black king stomped his feet and his figure had disappeared.

He was very fast, and appeared in front of an earl, "North, how can you let you guys be arrogant?"

The fist fell down like a meteor, accompanied by a flood dragon that lingered on his arm.

the explosion!

With a muffled voice, the earl raised his hand indifferently and ruthlessly, but his arm twisted and broke in the blow.

The ground beneath it broke apart, and a huge dent appeared on the ground.All the tall buildings left behind in the surroundings collapsed and began to collapse after this blow.

The Black King suddenly sneered and came to a halt, his pupils shrinking slightly, staring at the count below whose expression never changed.

The bent and broken arm actually slowly recovered.Not only that, a great strength that was not inferior to him came, and his fist slowly raised.

His red eyes, like a sea of blood, made the black king's heart cold.

Suddenly, the figure of the Earl under his fist disappeared, so quickly that the Black King could only see a shadow.The expression of the Black King suddenly changed, and an innate force exploded, turning into a shield to stop him.

The ten fingers were like blades, easily piercing through the innate strength, along with the clothes behind the black king.

The Black King suddenly stomped his feet, like thunder, rushed into the air and turned around, staring at the ear-blooded monk.

Once a Chinese martial expert was born, he would continue to swallow the aura from the outside world and condense it into an innate strength, it could be said that the power was endless. There was a denser substance, with god-like visions.

If you have both, you can become an Innate or a Great Master.

However, this Blood Bhikkhu had never had one.Due to the differences in cultivation methods and systems, the Blood Bhikkhu would regenerate themselves when they arrived at the earl community, claiming to be immortal, and they were able to acquire various abilities, such as, like an ability that only swallowed light.

If the heart is immortal, flesh and blood can regenerate on their own, which is even scarier than the innate internal Chinese communication.

The black king's eyes were cold, and he was also the first time he had actually fought life and death with a blood monk at the earl level.

The clothes behind him were torn apart, and a faint gust of cool wind made him completely calm down.

“Come again!” He bellowed furiously, two black dragons condensing on his arms.

Black Dragon Arm, Broken Mountain!

Both fists had tens of thousands of similar forces, but they fell, and wherever they passed through, the sounds of explosions were endless.

The earl's face was cold and his body was tense. A engulfing force engulfed the surrounding light and dove into the darkness. After the Black King's punch broke the darkness, his figure appeared, and he blurred without leaving a trace. The black king's fist, ten fingers like a blade, shone with a gloomy cold light, slashing the black king's neck.

The Black King deserves to be a great innate master. His arms suddenly shook, and air waves formed in the surrounding air. Wind like a knife. He crouched down as expected and escaped the blow. At the same time, his fist struck horizontally. The blood monk's ribs were like two dragons flicking his tail, and suddenly, the blood monk's ribs shattered into pieces.

The earl's body flew like a cannonball, and wherever he passed by, several steel bars and pebbles were thrown and distorted and shattered.

But after just a few breaths, he stood up again, and the blood on his ribs seemed to be alive, constantly repairing the rest of his body.

“Biksu Blood, this is really troublesome!” The Black King sighed deeply, and after passing by Liu Jinyu and the other companion blood monks who had started, his heart was slightly shaken.

He wanted to help, but he might be helpless.

"The Black King of China, a very decent reputation, Kendo, the third earl of the Xialov family, wants to take your head and give you death!"

A faint English came from the depths of hell, making the expression of the current dignified black king.