Chapter 56: The Four Great Disciples

the two huge heads of the two-headed blood lion nodded gently, and then lay down in front of Xiao Hei.Zhang Ruochen put away the soul-shining sword, walked to the side of the double-headed blood lion,...Han Qingluo didn't say anything. The soft sword in his hand shook straight, and the body of the sword clapped in the rain.

Cold air, coming from the body of the sword, condensed five drops of Rain Water into ice beads, just like five hidden weapons, flying toward Zhang Ruochen and the master of nine counties.

four ice beads hit Zhang Ruochen, and one ice ball flew to the Nine Princess.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen took a step forward, stood in front of the nine county master, carried the real gas to the palm of his hand, hit it out with one hand, and shattered all five ice beads three meters away.

"Zheng!"

suddenly, the sound of a sword sounded in Zhang Ruochen's ear.

the cold green apple, which was originally standing in the middle of the street, disappeared, like a ghost, appeared behind Zhang Ruochen and stabbed out with a sword.

the tip of the sword pierced the back of Zhang Ruoxian's neck.

without turning around, Zhang Ruochen immediately raised his arm and clamped the tip of the sword with two fingers.

"do you think I am Liu Chengfeng" Han Qing Luo gave a cold smile.

"whew!"

like a serpent, the cyan soft sword rotates rapidly and winds around Zhang Ruochen's arm.

if you are wrapped around your arm with a soft sword, Han Qingluo only needs to suddenly close the sword, and Zhang Ruochen's whole hand will definitely be discarded.

the other side is good at swordsmanship, but Zhang Ruochen is even better.

he grabbed the tip of the sword and let go, pointing both fingers out at the same time, piercing through the center of the serpent-like soft sword, and pointing at Han Qingluo's wrist.

True Qi spits out from the fingertips, piercing a deep blood mouth at Han Qingluo's wrist.

Han Qingluo's arm, holding the sword, suddenly lost his strength, clanged, and the blue soft sword fell to the ground.

"you."

how could Han Qingluo have expected that Zhang Ruochen was not only advanced, but also had so much combat experience

the assassination failed.

Han Qingluo's foot pointed on the ground, immediately leaped up, landed on an old building next to the street, and fled into the rain curtain.

"want to escape"

Zhang Ruochen, carrying a flash sword, also flew to the top of the ancient building, stepped on the glazed tiles, and quickly chased after it.

36 meridians run at the same time, making Zhang Ruochen's speed a little faster than cold green apple.

"how can he be so fast when he is in a great state of perfection"

when Han Qingluo saw Zhang Ruochen, who was getting closer and closer, she was secretly worried and pulled out nine slender gold needles from her hair.

True Qi gushed out of the body, wrapped nine gold needles and hit Zhang Ruochen, who was chasing after him.

"whew!"

you know, in a rainy night, the vision of the warrior is so blurred that it is impossible to see nine gold needles flying at a high speed. Zhang Ruochen is different. He opens his eyes, and his eyesight is amazing even on a rainy night.

"Ding Ding!"

all nine gold needles were thrown off with one sword.

Zhang Ruoxian continues to catch up.

this is a very strange scene, a mysterious killer is constantly running away, while a perfect warrior in Huangji is chasing after him.

"although the Nine Prince is only a successful practice in Huangjie, his combat effectiveness is even more terrible than that of the warriors in the middle of Xuanji. I must escape and tell the news to the queen. " Han Qingluo thought of this in his heart.

she immediately injected real qi into the blood.

the blood in the body boils. Her speed increased by 50%, and she immediately distanced herself from Zhang Ruoxian.

"Blood gas is boiling! Sure enough, it is the practice of Xuanji, and it seems that it has just entered the early stage of Xuanji. "

the martial arts of Huangjie mainly practice meridians.

people with metaphysical extremes mainly practice blood and spirit.

the sign of the early days of the metaphysical world is the boiling of blood gas. The blood gas in the body, like boiling water, flows rapidly in the blood, thus allowing the warriors to burst into a more powerful force.

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some of the top masters of Huang Lingwu may be able to defeat the warriors in the early days of Xuanji. However, it is difficult to kill the warriors in the early days of Xuanji.

once the warriors in the early days of Xuanji aroused their blood and burst into rapidity, they could not catch up with Huang Lingwu at all.

even a genius such as Zhang Ruochen is a little slower than Han Qingluo at the moment.

Zhang Ruochen stopped and stood on the edge of a towering pavilion with a smile at the corner of his mouth. He felt a handful of silver coins from the inner space of the spacetime crystal.

"you can use dark weapons, so can I."

all the 36 meridians in Zhang Ruochen's body went into operation, injecting real qi into silver coins and suddenly spilling it out.

"Wow!"

the silver coin is like a piece of silver rain, flying toward the cold green Luo flying in front.

"Boom, boom!"

two silver coins hit Hanqingluo's back, breaking clothes and embedded in flesh and blood, leaving two blood holes in Hanqingluo's back.

"Wow!"

Han Qingluo spit out a mouthful of blood, fell from mid-air, and fell heavily on the street.

she was face down and back up, motionless, as if dead.

Zhang Ruochen also flew down and walked cautiously towards her.

"who is trying to kill me"

Zhang Ruochen turned Han Qingluo's body around and made her face up, trying to take off her veil and see her true face.

not good!

just as Zhang Ruochen held out his hand, Han Qingluo's eyes suddenly opened and split down toward Zhang Ruochen's neck with his hand as a knife.

Zhang Ruoxien seemed to have expected it long ago, and he also used his hand as a knife to split it out.

"bang!"

Han Qingluo broke the bone of her arm and let out a scream, "Nine Prince, you are not dead today, someone will come and kill you."

Zhang Ruochen whispered, "who on earth sent you to kill me"

the cold green apple lying on the ground suddenly trembled for a moment, and then did not move any more.

"wheeze!"

the next moment, before Zhang Ruochen lifted her veil, her body melted into a mass of black blood, and even her clothes were corroded, leaving nothing behind.

Nine prefectures chased after him and asked, "where's the female assassin"

pointing to the black blood on the ground, Zhang Ruochen said, "she has poison pills in her mouth. Once the mission fails, she will crush the poison pills and destroy the body." Who on earth can train such a loyal killer "

the Lord of Nine Counties was a little timid and handed Zhang Ruoxian the soft sword dropped by the female assassin. "this is the soft sword she used!"

"Oh!"

Zhang Ruochen took over the soft sword and injected real qi into the sword body, which immediately gave off a faint chill.

"the third-order true martial arts, with nine inscriptions in the sword body."

Zhang Ruoxien carefully observed the soft sword again, shook his head gently, and found no clue on the soft sword.

the Lord of Nine Counties said, "who on earth will assassinate Jiudi"

"if you want to know the answer, you may not have no way." Zhang Ruochen said.

the Lord of Nine Counties was a little puzzled and said, "the female assassin is dead and the clues are all cut off. can we still find out who is behind it"

Zhang Ruochen said with a smile, "now, only we know that the female assassin is dead, but the one behind it does not know." To know who is behind this, all you have to do is draw the snake out of the hole. Sister Chiu, this time, you have to cooperate with me in a play! "has spread throughout the 36 counties of Tianmaoling. "the black market is an alternative market made up of small organizations that specialize in shady underground transactions.there is always a dark...