Master: This traitorous disciple is not a Holy Son

Zhenbei king looked up, and his eyes were flowing.

I only see.

The void in front is twisted.

A humpback old man in Mai walked out of the void.

She looks very old.

With wrinkles full of face, it is like chrysanthemum/flower.

A faucet turned his left hand.

The anger in the turbid eyes rose, and the killing intention was almost substantial, and the white hair was automatic.

: "Zhenbei King, why do you kill my grandson?"

The corner of the king of Zhenbei twitched, "This seat did not kill her, she exploded."

He did not expect that Qiong Yue, the last generation of the Qiong Palace, just appeared here at this time.

: "Self -explosion? So why should she explode?"

Yue Qiong smiled angrily, holding the faucet with his left hand, and his left hand rang.

: "The old body only saw my disciple Sun said to greet me, but was blocked by you, and you had to search for the soul."

: "You know that searching for a female monk is more difficult to accept than killing her, you have to do so."

: "The old body still felt that it was good to support you as the emperor, but he killed the baby and grandson, which was blind."

A bright moon rings appeared behind her head and rotated quickly.

She pinched her left hand and pointed at the king of the town.

Drink in your mouth.

Biyue wheel.

"Kill ~"

A round of bright moon virtual shadows emerged out of thin air, covering the sky, the power of the heavens and the earth, and suppressing it.

Snowflakes were shocked and void was distorted.

Biyue Wheel is the secret method of the Qiong Palace of Qiong, and the magical power can be very strong. If it is suppressed, it will be difficult to resist.

:"you..."

Zhenbei Wang's face was ugly. In this trick, he couldn't hide, but he could only shake it.

He lingered all over his body, like a long gun, facing Yueying, rushing up.

Boom ~

The fierce fight against the two big saints, shaking millions of miles, and Yu Boqiang, even the mortals who were on the capital could be clearly felt.

Numerous monks looked up and looked at the sky, with thriller.

There are big saints who are in Beijing.

The clearest feeling is, of course, Piaoxuehu Island.

The floating island was trembling and collapsed, and it was shaking.

A famous monk rises.

Look at the void.

: "Who is fighting ... so fierce, I am afraid it is the great saint."

Among the crowd.

Chu Xiu's mouth was slightly tilted.

The timing control is just right ...

He checked the memory of the "Tool Man" Baguio Fairy, and naturally knew that Qiong Yue would go to Shangjing.

Under his deliberate arrangement.

Only then did Qiong Yue see the scene where Baguio fell.

So.

The battle between the two sides cannot be avoided.

Of course, he would not naively think that the northern king would be killed.

Yueqiong is strong, but Xiuwei is similar to the third floor of the Great Saint ... The possibility of being killed is extremely low.

The purpose he did.

I want to see the true strength of King Zhenbei.

If it is really not strong, then he can detonate Sanhua together today, and use Yue Qiong's hand to kill the northern king of the town.

If he is powerful, he will find a way to strengthen the intensity of the sleeping and kill array, just in case.

: "Who will be a virtual mirror?"

At this time, someone came out.

: "I will ~"

A female disciple of the Piaoxue Palace should say.

: "This sister, please also show magical powers so that we can watch the war."

: "Those who watched the great sacrament played against us, and benefited us endlessly."

The disciple of the Piaoxue Palace was ，, and his hands were told.

A white ice mirror of a basketball court is formed over the sky.

The mirror surface is as smooth as water, swinging layers of ripples.

After a while.

A picture appears in the mirror.

It is the real -time scene of the fierce fighting of the northern king and Qiong Yue.

The Zhenbei king, who was unable to use the demon magic, was beaten by Qiong Yue and chased.

It's very aggrieved and embarrassed.

Suddenly!

The King of Zhenbei felt something, as if in the direction of the ice mirror, he glanced at them.

Momoly anger.

He has cultivated the five floors of Qianxian Zhenjun, and the strength exploded in an all -round way. Even the northern king of the town was captured by him. It was easy to kill this old lady.

But if this is the case, the identity of his demon will be exposed.

It doesn't matter if it is exposed. Just kill the killing. As long as the old lady Yueqiong dies, who knows his identity?

Just now, he was preparing to explode his strength to reveal the true body of the demon family and kill Yue Qiong at the fastest speed.

However, the dying group of crowds of people who damn people actually watched the battle with the magical power of the virtual realm ... making him almost angry. x33xs.com

As soon as he waved his hand, he crushed a big ice crystal in the air.

The ice mirror on Piaoxuehu Island was broken at the same time.

Puff ~

The female disciple of the Piaoxue Palace was snatched by the magical power, and the blood sprayed with the blood arrows. The complexion was pale instantly.

Everyone looked at each other.

: "The northern king of the town doesn't want us to watch the war?"

:"Why?"

: "How do I know, there are most secrets, don't want to be known! People are common ... can understand."

Chu Xiu frowned.

: "Is the Zhenbei King so weak? The old lady who was dried up by a blood gas was chased?"

: "This is completely abnormal,"

: "Is it because he is losing?

: "No, Zhenbei is a Yin 13, and he will not feel losing to do anything."

: "Why didn't he fight back?"

: "Is there another hidden feeling that he can't make a move?"

Chu Xiu's narrow eyes narrowed, constantly thinking about various possibilities.

a long time.

He overdue his head.

Next to him was Yang Chen, who was flying on a sword, with Zhou Yunfei, who was in a coma, on his back.

: "Brother Yang Chen, I wonder how strong the King of Zhenbei is? What weapon is he good at?"

Yang Chen looked gloomy, but when he heard Chu Xiu's question, he looked better and forced a smile, "Your Highness, the Holy Son, the King of Zhenbei has been fighting on the front line for many years, tempered in blood and fire, and is definitely a strong man in the same realm..."

: "As for weapons, the King of Zhenbei is good at using guns."

Chu Xiu nodded gently.

He rubbed his chin with his left hand and looked at the constantly twisting void thousands of miles away.

Something was wrong, and it was getting more and more wrong....

: "Brother Yang Chen, what is the character of the King of Zhenbei?"

Yang Chen was surprised and didn't know why Chu Xiu asked this.

Chu Xiu sent a voice message and said with a smile, "We are all partners, so I naturally want to know more about each other."

: "I see~"

Yang Chen nodded and sent a voice message, "The King of Zhenbei is friendly, straightforward, and keeps his word, but he is also iron-blooded."

: "Otherwise, he would not be so respected by the Ming soldiers and worshipped as the protector of the Ming Dynasty."

Chu Xiu smiled.

He is just an old man, a cunning old man.

I saw it the first time I saw him.

After all these years, are so many soldiers fools? Blind? I can't tell.

Chu Xiu's eyes became deeper.

There is only one possibility.

The King of Zhenbei has been impersonated recently.

The person who replaced him did not dare to fight with all his strength because he was worried about exposing his identity...

Whether this guess is correct, he only needs to go back and check the past of the King of Zhenbei to know.

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