The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

"Your opponent is me!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed into the crowd of diners.

The evil spirit of blood was extremely strong, mixed with murderous aura, making the whole sky dark, making the entire Hanwang Mansion seem to be surrounded by a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The faces of all the diners changed drastically.

Bai Qi clenched his fist with his right hand, rushed in front of Duan Canghai, and punched out. Duan Canghai couldn't dodge it, and was directly seriously injured.

This punch could have killed Duan Canghai and shattered into blood foam, but Bai Qi didn't do it.

More and more disciples fell, and no one was the enemy of Bai Qi.

Seeing Bai Qi's bravery, the soldiers wanted to attack Li Kuan.

Thousands of soldiers rushed towards Li Kuan.

"Humph!"

With a cold shout, the Wuchou sword was swung out casually.

Immediately, a ten-meter-long sword qi whizzed forward, cutting through everything in its way.

Eight hundred soldiers were beheaded by this sword, and the rest of the soldiers were so frightened that they threw down their weapons and knelt down, daring not to resist.

On Bai Qi's side, all the diners have been severely injured, and no killer has been killed, which makes Li Yuanchang feel good.

He instinctively thought that Li Kuan still cared about his face, and that he came here just to teach him a lesson, and he didn't intend to actually do it.

Li Yuanchang looked at the messy Han Palace and said to Li Kuan kindly.

"Nephew, I know I was wrong, so I won't set foot in Chang'an again, how about taking my uncle's life away?"

Li Yuanchang still had longing in his heart.

Li Kuan sneered.

"I don't kill you because you are not worthy. He needs to do this."

Looking at Li Kuan's fingers, Li Yuanchang saw Bai Qi.

"he?"

"The god of killing is in vain, you will not lose if you die at his hands!"

At this time, Bai Qi took off his mask, and his face was full of fierceness. It looked like he had slaughtered tens of millions of people.

White up!

Kill God for nothing!

How could it be Bai Qi!

Isn't it dead?

Everyone was shocked, and no one doubted Bai Qi's identity. This kind of murderous aura can only be found in the legendary killing god who killed 40 people.

The air was quiet and there was no sound.

Even Sun Simiao was shocked.

It is common sense that people cannot be resurrected after death, but now a person who has been dead for more than a thousand years is standing in front of them alive.

Unbelievable, beyond imagination.

Li Yuanchang pointed at Bai Qi and said tremblingly.

"Impossible, you are a fake, you can't be Daqin's Bai Qi!"

Bai Qi had a disdainful smile on his face.

"The means of a fairy, how can you and other mortals imagine."

Li Kuan said indifferently with his hands behind his back.

"General Bai, it's time to send them on their way."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone turned their attention back to Li Kuan.

Isn't it true that Bai Qi obeys Li Kuan's orders? . . .

Li Kuan has the technique of resurrecting someone from the dead!

Sun Simiao was the most shocked.

"It's incredible that people who have been dead for thousands of years can be resurrected."

His body trembled, and he, who was proficient in medical skills, knew what it meant best.

Everyone felt that Li Kuan was extremely scary.

Cut off the five elements of Taoism and killed Yuan Tiangang.

On the top of the Great Wall, three celestial beings confront each other, commanding thousands of soldiers.

Now it is the technique of resurrecting someone from the dead.

"Kill them all, we have to get down to business."