The Eternal Life of His Majesty

Taisui He

Shang Ren was confused. For the first time he had such a high strength in Dongying, he felt a strange feeling for the first time.

With his strength, although he did not dare to say facing Ning Ziyang directly, facing a Chinese Innate-level powerhouse was definitely difficult to say. And with such strength, in the case of the sneak attacks and assassinations he had mastered the most, he was actually avoided by a young man in China who looked less than twenty years old?

He doesn't even know how to avoid it.

“Huaxia the cunning!” Anger flashed across his eyes, seeing the fog he was facing, he wanted to get out immediately, look for the Huaxia boy who dared tease him, and slit his throat openly again.

However, just as he was about to make a move, his expression suddenly changed.

The corner of his shirt unintentionally touched the clouds in those eyes, and suddenly, the tip of his shirt was removed silently, as if it had never existed.

Had it not been for his sharp perception, he had not even paid attention to such a small detail.

"what?"

Shangren's heart was shocked, his eyes were flickering, and he raised his dagger and swept towards the clouds.

When his dagger came into contact with the clouds, all of a sudden, it sounded like a metallic impact, and even a spark.

He ended up cutting off some of the fog, but he was surprised to find that his weapon made of pure steel had a crack?

This was a famous weapon made by their Dongying Weapon Master, but it was damaged by this unknown cloud?

Shangren was shocked in his heart, and ended up feeling unusual. With a low drink, the dagger between his hands disappeared without a sound. Instead, the arrow was sandwiched between his fingertips. With a flick of an arm, he broke the air with his strength and blinked. It was shot down over the clouds.

In the mist, the exit gradually opened, Shangnin moved forward carefully, feeling the movements around her.

At this moment, beyond the clouds, Qin Xuan seemed indifferent.

"Ants that can sneak attack, dare to attack me!"

In her tone, there was some helplessness, feeling helpless due to the ignorance of this Dongying Ninja.

The Lightning Cloud Sword Technique was the only technique in the Tianyun Sword Arts that combined trapping, defense, and offensive surveillance. Cloud guards, drowsiness, and thunder attacks.

In his eyes, the positive power of this Dongying Ninja was not even as good as the Earl Kendo he had killed before.

Qin Xuan naturally only had one decision to kill an ant who dared to do so against him like this!

Shangren continued to cut his way forward, but the clouds in front looked endless, making his face even uglier. In the end, the arrows on his body seemed to disappear, and he could not resist the curse.

"Fucking Huaxia boy, he has the ability to fight me upright!"

He did not remember who he had attacked before and who was dishonest.

But he quickly lost his voice, a strong crisis spread from his heart, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at the clouds and fog ahead, and did not know when the golden lightning flash lit up.

This Thunder Mangs gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, and even a breath of death.

Shangnin's face turned pale, she took out a dagger again, and instantly shot out a crushed dagger.

This time, he used his full strength, and in an instant, the dagger fell into the golden thunder.

the explosion!

A roar resembling thunder suddenly sounded, and the dazzling light of lightning made Shangren's eyes tingle, but his expression was immediately stunned.

Facing the dazzling Thunder Mang, he did not close his eyes, he only wanted to see what was called Golden Thunder Mang.

Then, he saw that the dagger he shot, the famous Dongying artifact, disappeared silently in the golden thunder.

Right, it's gone.

It was instantly covered by a terrifying golden thunder, and then erased.

This result directly caused this cruel, arrogant and cunning Shang Ren to fall into the shadow of death.

At this moment, there seemed to be an indifferent voice in his ears.

After which, his eyes were covered by countless golden thunder lights, only he roared, his voice unwilling to be annihilated in thunder.

Qin Xuan stood proudly on the scorched earth, looking at the area covered by the terrifying thunder.

When the Eternal Sword returned and the fog and thunder light disappeared, a huge hole with a depth of one meter appeared in front of everyone.

The sand and rocks in this huge hole seemed to have been completely annihilated, of course, leaving nothing behind, that stupid Dongying Shangren life.

The Immortal Sword floated gently, beside Qin Xuan.

But the other two strong men in Baqi Palace split their eyes and roared in Dongying language that Qin Xuan couldn't understand.

But it was seen that they were very sad and also very angry.

Merely, in Qin Xuan's eyes, these emotions didn't even attract his attention.

Who cares about the likes, the anger, the sadness and the likes of ants?

Qin Xuan's light passed through him, with a surprised He Taisui on his face.

“Tsk tusk, what's your name?” He Taisui looked at Qin Xuan in surprise, wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth, and rubbed it on his sleeve.

"Qin Changqing!" Qin Xuan said calmly, and glanced at He Taisui faintly.

He stood on the field and did not move, but it seemed to be said that whoever shot him would end up like that Dongying Shangrenin, and die!

Such attitudes have made the eyes of some overseas powerhouses even colder.

Especially the two powerhouses of Baqi Palace that ensnared the dragon and the original tiger.They and a blood monk, the earl, surrounded the bones of the fairy wind Dao ... Well, while chanting mantras, drinking wine, full of alcohol the immoral old Taoist Priest.

"She's son, come and help!"

This old Taoist man of unknown age was full of alcohol, faced three overseas powerhouses with ease, and shouted at He Taisui calmly.

At this moment, one of the two powerhouses of Baqi Palace rushed towards Qin Xuan, seemingly seeking revenge that Dongying Shangren.

He Taisui glanced at Qin Xuan and said with a smile: "This person belongs to me?"

Qin Xuan looked calm, not speaking, his eyes constantly thinking.

He was still thinking about why his parents came here.

He felt as if he had missed a very important thing, which left him perplexed.

He Taisui did not get an answer, but smiled, "Your sword is good, can you lend me?"

He interrupted Qin Xuan's thoughts, but the answer he got was Qin Xuan's cold voice.

"No!"

After being rejected, He Taisui was not angry at all, but sighed: "Oh, young people today do not know how to respect old and young!"

Then, he bent a little. On a tree a hundred meters away, a branch was cut off by its innate strength, and then the innate power was like a rope, and the branch was taken. Hand.

He Taisui held onto a branch that was nearly six feet long, and wiped it with his fingers, and all the leaves on the branch disappeared, leaving behind a bare branch.

He looked at the strong man Dongying who came in angrily, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

The next moment, his figure disappeared, and when his figure appeared behind the Dongying strongman, a whistling sound came out in the air.

On the branch, a blood clot dripped onto the tip of the ground, and the strongman from the East broke the samurai sword in his hand and fell in the middle of the road on the charred ground.

He Taisui smiled gently, his eyes sweeping out the strong overseas.

"Next, who are you going to kill?"

With a muffled voice, a red line appeared on the neck of the East Asian strong man, and then his head slid onto the ground without a head and neck, and blood was like a fountain.