Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 409 The body of the law descended to Zhangsan, I am a giant but not a bully
The moment the cold light of the sword flashed past Xu Maoling's face, the maids and guards outside screamed.

"Who?!"

Feeling the power of the incense, he held his sword and raised his head abruptly, and the pair of candles on the table were extinguished in a flash, and the three incense sticks lit their heads and emitted green smoke.

There were still chaotic footsteps and shouts outside, and the swaying lanterns and light reflected a huge figure cut on the paper window, gradually rising in his sight.

"Where the evildoer dares to pretend to be a god..."

Holding a sword in one hand, Xu Maoling opened the door with the other. Before the last 'ghost' could exit, what caught his eyes was a huge door knife whizzing towards him.

It was like two big knives splicing together the door, slamming on the open door, Xu Maoling held the sword to keep the movement of blocking, forced to push two feet, hit the round table behind him, and squeezed the end of the bed to the side. They were all stuck to the wall, and there was a bang, and the dust fell down.

Hu~huhu~
Xu Maoling's hair bun hung loosely on his shoulders, holding the white dragon sword, his eyes were filled with anger at first, and when he opened the door, the oversight didn't react, and he was directly slapped in such a state of embarrassment.

Seeing the figure in the shadows illuminated by the light of the lantern, fear crept onto his face in an instant.

The huge door panel knife dragged on the ground, sparks appeared one after another, and then slammed on the ground, the hand that dragged the handle of the knife was extremely huge, and the thick arm extended upwards was covered by the arm (gou). , You can see the colorful fur sewing of tigers and leopards in the gaps.

The body is as tall as a hill, about one foot three five, the waist is ten girth, the thin scales and iron armor are tight, the belly of the tiger skin robe is around the waist, and the two legs stand upright like eaves pillars.

The next moment, the eaves of the roof were thrown flying with an arm, and the tiles and beams were broken and flew into the air.

Zhang San's body bent down, revealing his head with a tiger's head iron helmet, his thick beard and tiger's eyes looked into the room.

"I am Juwuba, and I am here to take your life by the order of the true king!"

The sound was like a bell, mixed with the howling of tigers and leopards, resounding throughout the courtyard, the fleeing maids and guards covered their ears, rolled their eyes, and fell to the ground fainted from the shock.

"True monarch?"

Xu Maoling was stunned for a moment, and then realized, isn't it the enshrined Chang Wei in a valley at the northern foot of Luoyang?When did I provoke him.

In an instant, he lowered his head to look at the White Dragon Sword in his hand, and suddenly understood, there was only one thought in his mind: this is bad.

Then Chen Qingzhi was from Liang Guo in the south, and he also fought from south to north with the White Dragon Sword.The True Monarch Temple is in Luoyang, in the hinterland of the Central Plains, one south and one north, and the two can never be expected to be connected together.

If he knew that the spirit sword in Chen Qingzhi's hand was bestowed by that true monarch, he wouldn't dare to stroke the tiger's beard.

But without waiting for him to think about it, the giant outside the house came directly with heavy footsteps, and the doors, windows and walls collapsed like tofu squeezed by his body.

The door panel knife roared, and there was an elephant sound behind Ju Wuba, and the blade swept across. With the power of incense and his own infinite strength, the object collapsed, and the wall was split by the blade. Then it fell down.

Amidst the countless smoke and dust, Xu Maoling's palm flashed frequently, and he met the weird big knife three times in a row, and rushed to the roof with one foot on the end of the bed.

The loud voice attracted the guards in the palace at this time. Under the leadership of the general, they had rushed to the outside of the courtyard. When they heard a 'crash', Xu Maoling broke through the roof and jumped into the night sky.

However, what caught everyone's eyes almost at the same time was a thick arm that didn't look like a human stretched out from the roof and grabbed the tall man's ankle.

There was only a loud roar that shook the eardrums: "Come down!"

Ju Wuba pulled down, and Xu Maoling, who had risen from the sky, fell directly and hit the wall, causing bricks and stones to break under the pressure.The latter endured the pain, turned around on the ground and turned around, opened his mouth and sprayed out a cloud of white mist, which was crystal clear and radiant when it touched the air, emitting a cold air, and then was scattered by the slapped door panel, Ju Wuba looked at the ground again, the man was gone Disappear.

"Ow~"

With a giant elephant neighing, he suddenly lifted his foot and stomped on the ground. Within a few meters, the ground was shaking. Not far away, Xu Maoling rushed out of the ground with a bang.

"I don't fight back, but I'm giving your real king face. Now that things are going on, it's really easy to be an old man!"

His figure descended to the roof in front of the soldiers, his beard and beard were caressing in the wind, his robes fluttered, and he looked like an out-of-world expert. , the wind whimpered and blew out from inside, and the green tiles on the roof seemed to be chopped by thousands of blades in an instant, leaving cracks.

"Roar!"

Ju Wuba opened his mouth suddenly, and a tiger's roar resounded, behind him appeared the phantom of a colorful tiger.

The dragon follows the cloud, the wind follows the tiger.

The wind that was originally blowing back poured back in an instant, Xu Maoling walked as if drunk, staggered and took two steps back, his robe cracked several times one after another.

The feet were empty, and the figure suddenly fell into another room.

At this moment, there are more and more soldiers outside the yard, there are five or six hundred people, but no one dares to step forward. This kind of fighting method beyond the scope of ordinary people's ability is no longer in their hands.

"Boss, shall we go up or not?"

"Nonsense, go up to die!"

"That tiger roar just now, did the expert fight with a tiger demon?"

The room was too high, and none of them saw the tall figure inside, thinking that Xu Gaoren had encountered a monster who was good at the palace, but they were not very worried. How could he be able to be favored by His Majesty and be recruited by his side? Can a mere tiger demon deal with it?

Across the courtyard wall, they could only hear the whistling of blades and the explosion of magic spells. When they were excited, the wall in front of them suddenly bulged outward, revealing the shape of a bursting person.

The excited talking stopped abruptly, and the leading generals raised their hands subconsciously, causing the soldiers under their command to take a few steps back. Just as the last step was finished, there was a loud bang in their ears.

Half of the courtyard wall collapsed, and bricks and stones flew out. Among them was the so-called tall man, with disheveled hair and ragged clothes, who was pushed out of the courtyard by a three-foot body.

"Get away!" a general shouted.

The dozen or so palace guards who were facing him reacted extremely quickly, and they jumped towards the ground on one side. The one who reacted a little slower was affected by the rushing Juba, and the whole person seemed to be spinning off and hit the ground in mid-air. Spinning a few spins, it hit a nearby tree, dangling from the top of the tree, not knowing whether it was alive or dead.

"Soldiers, help me shoot this monster!"

Xu Maoling, who was pushed against a big tree, felt as if his chest was being squeezed flat. The arms of the man in front of him seemed to be as strong as a catty, and his whole body was covered with incense, so it was difficult for ordinary spells to hurt him.

And the soldiers in the palace over there, with the aura of dragon and tiger, can just restrain them.

The generals and soldiers over there were dumbfounded at this moment. Looking at the ridiculously tall giant, their hands and feet were so frightened that they couldn't move tremblingly.

Fortunately, some of the soldiers who came from behind didn't see what happened in front of them, they only saw the strange people from somewhere, and the archers took aim and shot arrows one after another.

A leopard roar suddenly resounded from Ju Wu Ba, the huge figure jumped to dodge quickly, fell two feet to stand still, stretched out his hand to grab the collapsed ruins, the door knife flew, and blocked the second wave of arrows. Next, there are all jingling sounds.

almost at the same time.

Xu Maoling, who was able to breathe, took the opportunity to jump up, and shot the opponent's head with the white dragon sword in his hand. No matter whether it was the statue of Guanzhong or a monster invited from elsewhere, the head was always the key point.

The moment the hilt was released from the hand, the half-flying White Dragon Sword suddenly trembled, drew an arc and turned back, causing a wave of breaking sound.

"Ah this..."

Xu Maoling opened his eyes wide, and the next moment, the tip of Bailong's sword magnified in his eyes.

In the eyes of everyone, the tall man standing on the treetop was cut open by the divine sword in his hand in the blink of an eye, dragging a series of blood lines through.

boom!
The figure fell from the treetops and hit the ground heavily.

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(End of this chapter)