Daqin: the List of Gods is Now in the World, and I Can't Help Being Exposed.

"I consumed too much qi just now, so I'll recover first."

Wang Xuan said.

Hearing that Wang Xuan's true qi was consumed so badly, Jian Twelve, who was already on the verge of death, suddenly burst out with powerful vitality.

Tried to break free from under Wang Xuan's feet, but just now he exerted force, and heard a bang, the bones stepped on by Wang Xuan's foot did not know how many were broken.

"hiss!"

"Anger +699."

This is the explosion of Sword Twelve's potential.

Wang Xuan's eyes lit up immediately.

This is simply a surprise!

"Ouch! Just accumulated a little bit of true energy, and now it's all gone." Wang Xuan said with a heartbroken face.

Jian Twelve, who was suspicious, tried to get up from the ground again.

"Boom!"

With another kick, Jian Twelve spat out two mouthfuls of blood.

"Liar, didn't you say that your true energy was exhausted?"

"Anger +399."

While the rage has dropped a lot, it's still pretty substantial.

Wang Xuan continued to pretend to be weak, but Jian Twelve was no longer fooled.

He closed his eyes and accepted his fate!

Chapter 169 Let's Continue

"Are you really resigned to your fate?" Wang Xuan sighed.

In fact, he really wanted to encourage Jian Twelve to cheer up and be strong. Even in a difficult environment, he must have the belief in survival, especially not to accept his fate.

Sword Twelve who just closed his eyes was very disappointing.

"Since you are going to die, it's a pity for this face, I will also bestow a few words on your other face."

Wang Xuan said.

This guy cares so much about the words on his face, and this method can only be used to stimulate his fighting spirit.

Where in the world would there be such a good person as himself, constantly encouraging his opponents to have the courage to face life directly.

Sure enough, after Wang Xuan finished speaking, Jian Twelve's eyes suddenly opened, staring at Wang Xuan firmly.

"If you dare to tattoo on my face, I will become a ghost, and I will not let you go."

Wang Xuan chuckled, then picked up the sword and slashed directly at Jian Twelve's face.

"Anger +1000."

Wang Xuan was surprised.

Before he was about to die, he could still burst out with such a strong anger value, which even made him cherish his talents, and he was a little reluctant to kill him.

Just when Wang Xuan's sword was about to touch Jian Twelve's cheek, there was a sudden shout.

"Young hero, show mercy!"

I saw a figure in white clothes appearing on the roof at some time, it was a woman.

She was wearing thin clothes, with a spring complexion and a natural charm.

Wang Xuan's eyes could not help being attracted.

In terms of appearance alone, she is slightly better than Situ Ya.

Especially the aura on her body is so pure and charming, two completely different auras are concentrated on her body, not only there is no disobedience, but it seems to be natural.

"This woman is unusual."

Wang Xuan thought in his heart.

Stared at by Wang Xuan's straight gaze, the woman in white frowned slightly.

"Anger +299."

It's just that the brows are stretched out soon.

It just floated down from the roof, like a fallen leaf, as soft as boneless.

"This son, Jian Twelve is a friend of the slave family, can you let him go for the sake of the slave family, and the slave family likes gentle and elegant men, and doesn't like rough men."

As he spoke, he walked towards Wang Xuan with three steps.

"Qimen illusion."

Wang Xuan's eyes showed some surprise.

It was exactly the same as Zhou Ziyan's kung fu.

"My lord, don't you want to do something when you see such a delicate beauty?"

The woman in white approached Wang Xuan step by step, and lightly tapped Wang Xuan's chest with her fingers, wanting to refuse but still welcome.

"Not good! This woman is weird!" Han Song's expression changed.

"I heard that Jian Twelve has a friend who joined the Yinyang family. Could it be her?"

Situ Ya exclaimed.

"Then Emperor Xuan is in danger?"

Han Song was about to make a move, but was stopped by Situ Ya who was next to him.

"Wang Xuan has obviously followed her way and lost the power to resist. If you make a move, I am afraid that instead of saving your disciple, you will harm him."

Sure enough, a bit of confusion appeared in Wang Xuan's eyes.

"Of course I want to do something..."

Wang Xuan said blankly.

A sneer flashed across the woman's eyes, but her expression became even more enchanting.

"Then you tell people, what do you want to do?"

"I want to hit you." Wang Xuan said.

???

The expression on the woman's face froze.

"boom!"

The next moment, Wang Xuan raised his hand and punched the woman flying.

The woman drew an arc in the air, her head got stuck on the branch of the tree, her legs kept swinging, and she managed to pull her head out.

"Anger +699."

"How is it possible? It's completely immune to my Qimen illusion!"

The woman looked at Wang Xuan full of apprehension.

"Girl, you are so beautiful, I want to get closer to you." Wang Xuan pretended to be a pig brother, drooling and said.

Feeling the pain on her face, the woman glared at Wang Xuan.

What if I'm an idiot?On the one hand, he pretended to be hit, while on the other hand he hit me with his fist.

I was really mistaken, this kid is really bad.

Situ Ya opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Wang Xuan foolishly.

It never occurred to him that this Emperor Xuan didn't understand the slightest bit of sympathy, how could he be willing to punch such a pretty face with his fist?

Fortunately, I didn't offend him too much before, otherwise I would get a punch in the face, and it would hurt even thinking about it.

"Boy, will you let him go?"

A red mist suddenly lingered on the woman's body, which was different from the charming and charming just now, full of weird aura.

"Boom!"

Wang Xuansheng was afraid that the opponent would escape, so he erupted his domineering swordsmanship and swung forward.

The sword was cut out, and the bright sword light burst out.

The red mist around the woman was instantly cut, and then she let out a scream, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

"I'll go after her! Master Han is here for you."

Wang Xuan yelled at Han Song, and then chased after the woman in the direction she was fleeing.

Only Situ Ya and Han Song were left in the yard.

Han Song drew out his sword and laid it across Jian Twelve's neck.

Killing Jian Twelve, the plan will not be exposed.

"Your disciple is very powerful!"

Situ Ya suddenly spoke.

"Yes! I have a bit of my shadow back then. When I first entered Chiyoutang, I went to Siyuetang on behalf of Chiyoutang to deliver a letter. When I saw you for the first time, you were only 13 years old at that time." Han Song showed some emotion

"At that time, I saw a foolish boy secretly aiming at me, stupid..."

The two recalled the past, you said something to me, and looked at each other affectionately.

Jian Twelve, who was already waiting to die next to him, couldn't help but opened his eyes, wiped the blood from his mouth and said, "Are you two finished? If you want to kill or cut, you should do it! Treat me like air? "

"Oh."

Only then did Han Song come to his senses, and kicked Jian Twelve unconscious.

"Sister Ya, let's continue..."