A Thousand Faces of Grace

Chapter 483 The Power of One Strike 3
Emperor Qingming's face was uncertain, he turned around and stared fiercely at the Chaos Gun, with a strong murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

From the moment he stepped out of the prison of trapped beasts, he was always on guard in his heart, holding the Netherfire in his hand, ready to deal with Lan Junque's attack at any time.

However, he didn't expect that Lan Junque would not give him any chance to react when he made a move.

All his countermeasures were under the immobilization technique and lost their effect.

But he, after all, is an emperor of a realm, and the Chaos Spear, after all, is only five colors!

What's more, he still has a heavy treasure of body protection on his body, a magic weapon like a copper coin suddenly shattered into pieces and fell from Emperor Qingming's chest, revealing the black armor inside.

It was the copper coin and the black armor that helped him offset [-]% of the power of the five poisonous chaos gun, so he didn't lose his fighting power immediately.

This blow, although he was seriously injured, but there is a magic weapon, it is not enough to be fatal, but the toxin in the body is a bit troublesome.

But as long as he is given enough time, the toxin can be removed.

With a sneer, he raised his hand and brushed the wound on his body, using his immortal power to fight against the toxin on the wound.

However, these toxins are very stubborn, no matter how he gets rid of them, they will re-enter his body in another way.

Just after it was expelled from his chest, the poison was strangely transferred to his hands.

Emperor Qingming's expression was extremely gloomy, and he had a new understanding of Lan Junque's cruelty and ruthlessness.

Act decisively, thoughtfully, and cruelly.

He simply didn't care about the poison on his body, but took a step forward, coldly looking at the spear that was about to lose its shape.

Consuming [-]% of the original poison, Yang Jingfeng's body is extremely weak, but he still can't leave Lan Junque's body, as the king of the Gu king, as long as the original poison remains, he will recover at an extremely fast speed .

And Lan Junque was seriously injured, once he left, Lan Junque would die immediately.

If he had just learned his identity, he might have hesitated, as long as Lan Junque's soul disappeared, he would be able to replace him.

But now, especially after experiencing the mirage beast, he vaguely understands how to love someone.

Love is not possession or imprisonment.

It's about making her happy.

Although, this is difficult to do, and it sounds ridiculous.

Yet this is his understanding of love.

For Ah Li, no matter how ridiculous it was, he didn't care.

Yang Jingfeng gritted his teeth, seeing Mr. Suzaku walking towards the child, he couldn't help being furious!
Just now, he was outside the Prison of Trapped Beasts, and Emperor Qingming cast a blindfold on him, so he couldn't see what was going on inside.

The power of the blow just now was when Emperor Qingming stepped out of the prison of trapped animals with one foot, and the other foot was still in it. After the blow, the spear passed through Qing Ming's body, and he was naturally in the prison of trapped animals. middle.

And the first thing he did was to look at the situation of Xiao Muli and the child.

Seeing Emperor Suzaku reaching out to the child's hand at this moment, he was so angry that he lost his mind.

Concentrate all the remaining original poison on the tip of the spear, barely maintain the shape of the Chaos Spear, and stab at Lord Suzaku.

At this moment, Emperor Qing Ming moved!
His figure was as fast as lightning, turning into a blue afterimage, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the side of the Chaos Gun. Before Yang Jingfeng could move again, he grabbed the barrel of the Chaos Gun. The place where he held it was Yang Jingfeng's lifeblood. Struggling, all to no avail!

And Emperor Qingming was also impacted by the counter-shock force of the Chaos Spear, and spit out a few mouthfuls of five-color blood.

However, he did not relax his grip on the spear at all.

(End of this chapter)