Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 856 Ah Wan, Kill Me!Second watch

I'm here to fight you.

The snow sword in her hand was trembling constantly, but she could only hold it tightly.

She looked at Zhaohou, with a smile still on the corner of her mouth, but this smile completely concealed all kinds of emotions.

She never imagined that one day, she would stand opposite her, holding a sword, and say these words to her.

Did you say you want to be together forever?

Aunt Suyin.

Su Mengchen stood between the plains, cut two roads, and controlled the turbulent water waves.

His eyes fell on the girl with pity.

What was she thinking when she said this sentence?

The woman who mended their clothes in Zhao Kingdom’s palace, the woman who picked out the lotus seeds one by one and cooked porridge for them painstakingly in the morning light, the woman who hugged the girl in the face of snowflakes and then complained that she was wearing too little... …

Dugu Sanren and Baili Jingqiu looked at the rolling waves and smiled at each other.

Dugu Sanren looked at Zhaohou and asked, "At this moment, do you still want to protect her?"

Baili Jingqiu looked at Zhao Hou and said: "Yes, if it is still possible. But I already know that I can no longer protect her. When I saw her at that time, she was only seven or eight years old, you would not think A seven or eight-year-old girl has such eyes. Hundreds of years ago, my ancestors had witnessed how people from the four major palaces slaughtered the Li people, so he picked up a hair of the Li people and used it Witchcraft is planted in the blood of our Baili family, so if the descendants of the Baili family find out that they have the blood of the Li people, they can only accept the fate of protection."

"When I saw that little girl, I knew that something was destined to be repaid."

"But now..." Baili Jingqiu glanced at the monstrous water waves, and suddenly smiled happily, "I remember that we still have a third move to fight, and we still have a battle. Now, let's come!"

"The third sword, let us try and see how to destroy all the things in front of us!"

So, let's decide the winner.

The huge umbrella opened between the sky and the earth, and the monstrous flood was blocked outside the umbrella, forming a wall of water.

This is, the water of their Ye River.

Dugu Sanren picked up the room and said with a smile, "Okay! Let's do it!"

They come!
Knife and Sword.

Who ever spent his whole life creating the sword technique of "Ren Pingsheng", who ever hacked down such a mountain with a knife!
now!

Come again!

Lift the sword, and swing it towards the monstrous flood in the southeast!
Knife and sword are originally weapons, how can there be no killing intent?Only the killing intent can inspire the bloodiness of their weapons!
"coax--"

In the Abyss of Extreme Evil, Su Mengchen had already buried all the foreshadowing, but now, when the sword energy and the sword wind burst out in an instant, the imprisoned souls in the Yehe River were instantly seduced by those two breaths , Then, spread out, rushing towards their place of attachment, Zhaohou.

Song Wanzhi held the snow sword.

While the soldiers led the people running through the two passages, they kept looking back at Song Wanzhi who was standing there.

They all had worried looks on their faces.

Zhao Hou is a saint.

Song Wanzhi's strength was far from that of a saint.

What's more, the present Empress Zhao has been completely demonized, and she doesn't have any emotions at all. Miss Wanzhi, how can she win against her? !
Chu Jiangliu was supported by Chu Heguang to stand up, while Shan Changdu and Xu Shi'an walked towards Song Wanzhi.

"Miss Wanzhi, let's come."

Song Wanzhi looked at Empress Zhao who was standing there, and shook her head: "I'll come."

The karma of Zhaohou is hundreds of years ago, so the karma of her and Zhaohou is five years ago.

Song Wanzhi gently stroked the snow sword in his hand, and then walked towards Zhaohou step by step.

Zhao Hou watched her walk in front of him coldly, a black light flickered in his eyes: "Only by you?"

Song Wanzhi looked at her familiar but unfamiliar face and nodded: "Yes, it's up to me."

"Actually, I know that there is not much difference between us going together and alone, but don't you want me alone?"

"Then, there is no need to involve more innocent people."

"I'm coming, Empress Zhao."

"Although I don't know the result, I will come."

"Aunt Suyin, this is probably the last time Ah Wan calls you that."

Song Wanzhi looked at her unmoving face, then straightened her chest.

"bring it on!"

come on!

"Chong-"

This time, with an absolute killing intent at last, Su Yi's figure swept up in an instant, and then, Xue Jian came out!

Zhao Hou laughed loudly, flicked his sleeves, and then, he was still holding a long sword in his hand!
Come!
She is just an elephant. Since she was 13 years old, she has never deliberately pursued a breakthrough in martial arts. She has always followed the flow. In the past year, she has not made any progress in martial arts, so it is not to say that she defeated Zhao. It seemed impossible for the latter saint to keep his life under her.

Facing the strong, the only chance is to forget yourself.

Forget the gap between yourself and her.

At least, in terms of mood, you can't lose.

Song Wanzhi closed her eyes, feeling the chilly snow powder falling on her face.

A little ice and a little cold.

And in this soothing coldness, the oppressive breath of Zhaohou's sword also followed.

The snow sword in her hand seemed to have calmed down with the girl, no longer restless, no longer scorching hot, it seemed that it also turned into a piece of snow.

Snow fell.

wave.

Wherever the emperor's vault is flying Qiong crumbs, they are scattered among the world as spring snow.

The two breaths touch each other.

Everyone watched the silent sword energy surge, and then, the girl's figure seemed to turn into a piece of white snow, and then flew towards the sky.

Everyone exclaimed worriedly in an instant, but when the girl's body fluttered to the ground and only took a step back, everyone was instantly relieved.

Su Mengchen's eyes fell on the girl.

Although it is impossible to attack, this method can ensure that the girl will unload Zhaohou's power, and every piece of snow around her will bear Zhaohou's power for her.

however……

Song Wanzhi opened his eyes, then looked at Zhaohou, and finally grasped the sword!

Come again!

A path was cut for tens of miles of water waves, and the nearest soldiers had carried the people on their backs and started to enter that waterway. The water waves were still flowing, and they could even hear the voice, faint crying, faint unwillingness, faint Struggling, these are the voices of those sunset people.

For a moment, they couldn't help but feel an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

What is the truth behind the appearance?
And at this time, the girl had already raised the sword again, and attacked towards Empress Zhao!

"when--"

The first move.

Zhaohou sneered and said, "You?! Song Wanzhi, do you know who mentioned that bone-penetrating nail? It was me! I reminded the people in the temple that only the bone-penetrating nail can completely block you!"

"How is it? How does it feel to be completely sealed off?"

"You can only stay there, with only darkness and evil spirits to accompany you. At that time, you should be covered with injuries, right? How is it? How does it feel to be eaten by bones and blood?"

"There are many bones under the scars, do you feel the pain?!"

Su Mengchen stood there, pursing her lips.

For more than two years, his Wanzhi lived and died there. When he first saw her, he wondered why she had so much spiritual consciousness, but who knew that it was not only her who was sealed by the bone-penetrating nail. The body, but the spiritual consciousness, during those two dark years, how much effort did she use to break free from the bone-penetrating nail over and over again, to have such a powerful spiritual consciousness?

However, who knows what price to pay for this!
The swords intersect again!
The second trick!
Even with the Xuejian in hand, the girl's sleeves were completely torn apart by the breath coming from the Xuejian!

Zhaohou sneered and said, "Xueyi! What is Xueyi? His birth was an accident! How could I give birth to the son of my enemy!"

"He shouldn't be alive!"

"He should die!"

Go to hell!

Song Wanzhi looked at her, even the sword qi was not as painful as these words cut her heart!

Do you remember?Remember when you hugged me and forced to tell me stories?Remember the time when I was so anxious that I ran out of the palace and didn't sleep all night?Remember how you often woke up in the middle of the night and gently walked to my bed to tuck me in?
Do you remember?I remember that brother Xueyi once fell ill and the imperial physician was at a loss what to do. Did you carry him behind your back and kneel step by step to the temple to pray for blessings?Remember that brother Xueyi likes daffodils, so every winter, you put the first pot of daffodils in his room?Remember that brother Xueyi once did something wrong and was punished by His Majesty for crying all night on his small wound?
You, have you forgotten?

But, I still remember!

How could you be cruel to me like this?How could he be willing to let brother Xueyi die?

Don't dare to forget!
What about being together forever and ever like a family?
But now...

Zhaohou stood there, looking at her coldly: "Song Wanzhi, do you dare to do anything to me?!"

"waste!"

The third sword!
With a sword swing, those clusters of blooming small flowers withered in an instant, and then, carried by Zhaohou's long sword, attacked Song Wanzhi!

Song Wanzhi finally held Xuejian firmly.

The raging sword energy dissipated instantly!

Then, with a bang, it broke through the world!
"Crack——" the sword in Zhaohou's hand finally broke!

Then, Xue Jian fiercely stabbed at Empress Zhao.

However, just as the sword was about to touch Zhaohou's body, suddenly, a strange cry came from behind Zhaohou!

Not Phoenix.

Better than a phoenix!

Then, in the water waves under the sky, a huge monster jumped up!
That is, Kun!

That was Kun who fell into the water after a fight with the red fox before!
But now, this Kun slowly jumped up from the water, and as it jumped up, its body also began to undergo strange changes!

The scales turned into black feathers, and they were pulled out one by one, densely emerging from its body above the water.

Not beautiful, yet stately.

Then, its fins slowly stretched out, becoming two huge wings, constantly unfolding!

Su Mengchen looked up.

Dugu Sanren and Baili Jingqiu watched.

The people and soldiers looked back while running.

They were stunned again by the scene in front of them.

The wings spread out continuously, lifted up, and propped up from under Su Mengchen's Thousand Chance Umbrella!
There is a fish in Darknorth, its name is Kun, and the size of Kun is unknown for thousands of miles.It turns into a bird, its name is Peng.Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles away it is, it flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky!

It came to the world in an unusually magnificent posture!
This is its getaway!
I am the only one in the world, where my heart goes, nothing can be destroyed!

Su Mengchen stood there with his hands behind his back, watching the birth of this ancient fetish.

Empress Zhao finally spent her whole life raising such a bird.

The snow sword in Song Wanzhi's hand came out in an instant, and walked towards the unfinished Kunpeng!
It is more aware of the danger of this behemoth than Song Wanzhi.

That is incomparable even after Zhaohou!
But at the moment when everyone was staring at the giant monster, Zhaohou suddenly raised his hand, and then slapped Song Wanzhi with his palm!

That's the palm of a saint!
All the surrounding winds are swept in this palm, and now, Song Wanzhi is only a few meters away from Zhaohou.

"Go to hell!"

"Miss late!"

At this moment, everyone was dragged back, and then let out an exclamation!
Too far!
Anyone who can make a move is too far away from Song Wanzhi!
Song Wanzhi hurriedly wanted to retreat, but before she had time to retreat, she felt Zhaohou's aura.

Mighty, the breath of her life.

Kunpeng is still stretching between heaven and earth, Xuejian is still sprinting, and Su Mengchen is standing in the distance.

Song Wanzhi's face turned pale, and she looked at Empress Zhao in surprise!
"boom!"

The wind is tearing!

The palm of the saint landed on her body!
(End of this chapter)