Martial Arts: Invincible starting from the full-level magic system

In the hearts of the princess and the soldiers, Xiao Feng was the undefeated king.

But the truth left them desperate.

Xiao Feng, who was invincible in their hearts, was slapped into a blood mist by Xiao Wuji’s palm, and the first level became Xiao Wuji’s trophy.

“Wang Ye !!”

Princess Feiyu roared in pain and burst into tears.

Several of Xiao Feng’s sons also roared loudly, their eyes scarlet, staring at Xiao Wuji with hatred.

This is their father-killing enemy, and they can’t wait to cut Xiao Wuji into meat puree.

“Wang Ye is dead!”

“We want to avenge Wang Ye!”

“Kill, kill this assassin who deserves to kill!”

“The time has come to be loyal to Wang Ye!”

“Soldiers, everyone go up together and kill him!”

Another thousand-year-old roared and led his soldiers to kill Xiao Wuji.

Of course, they knew that with their strength, they were not Xiao Wuji’s opponents, and going up was just sending them to death.

But none of them were afraid.

They are all Xiao Feng’s old subordinates, loyal to Xiao Feng, willing to sacrifice their lives for Xiao Feng, and live and die with Xiao Feng!

Of course, this is also to delay time and hide people’s eyes.

When the thousand soldiers led people to surround and kill Xiao Wuji, the two centurions had already led people to protect Xiao Feng’s wife and concubines and children and fled.

The King of Feiyu is dead, and they are fighting for their lives to save Wang Ye’s wife and concubines, and children.

As long as they fled outside the palace, there would be a large army to meet them.

“They are all loyal and righteous people, but unfortunately, you and the Buddha-figures are enemies.”

“It’s okay, this figure will give you a ride and let you go down to accompany Xiao Feng’s burial!”

For these soldiers with death intentions, Xiao Wouji did not hate them.

10 Each of them is their master, and their ability to fight for Xiao Feng shows their loyalty.

No one hates this kind of loyal subordinate.

Therefore, sending them on the road and fulfilling their loyalty was the only way for Xiao Wou-ki to pay tribute to them.

“Buddha light shines!”

Xiao Wuji slapped out a palm, shining with endless Buddha light, shrouding the entire Flying Feather King Mansion.

At this moment, a small sun seemed to appear in the upper capital.

In every corner of the upper capital, you can see this burst of Buddha light.

The warriors who rushed from all around invariably quickened their pace.

Thundered!

The monstrous giant palm fell, slamming into the army, and suddenly brought a series of screams and blood mist in the sky.

The giant palm is like a train, ruthlessly running over a group of ants, taking their lives in an instant.

Although they were left dead, at least they were not subjected to suffering.

Death is instantaneous, and they don’t feel the slightest pain.

Before many soldiers could even react, they had already returned to the heavens and fell under the nine springs.

One palm followed by another.

In an instant, Xiao Wouji slaughtered all the soldiers, leaving no one behind.

And the soldiers who protected Princess Feiyu and Xiao Feng’s children from escaping were now only escaping a distance of one or two hundred meters.

“How could it be so fast?”

The centurion looked at the army that died tragically, was shocked and frightened.

They were willing to hold out for the army until they escaped from the palace, but they did not expect that in the blink of an eye, the army would die.

“Since the Buddha-figure is here, you have no reason to live!”

Xiao Wuji raised his hand and pointed out, and several fingers burst out of the air, instantly penetrating the chests of Princess Feiyu, several concubines, and seven or eight young men and women.

Cut the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows.

Xiao Wouji killed decisively and would never leave a fish that slipped through the net.

He didn’t want to come to him for revenge decades later, and then another remnant of the Xiao royal family of Southern Liang would come to him for revenge.

Tonight’s bloodbath of the Flying Feather King Mansion, as long as it is the bloodline of the Nanliang Xiao clan, no one can leave alive!

“Let’s go together.”

Xiao Wuji connected his fingers and killed all the remaining soldiers one by one.

Then he slapped the Flying Feather King Mansion into ruins with one palm.

At this point, the entire Flying Feather King Mansion was washed in blood, and none of them survived!

Xiao Wuji grabbed it with his hand and sucked the spear used by the Flying Feather King into his palm.

This spear is a psychic weapon, and the material used is extremely tough.

was slapped by Xiao Wou-ki, still intact!

The psychic divine weapon and the master had a heart-to-heart connection, and at this moment they were grabbed by Xiao Wouji in his hands, trembling violently, as if they wanted to escape.

Hum!

Xiao Wuji snorted coldly, and the palm Zhenyuan rioted, suppressing the spear.

“Even your master was killed by the Buddha-figure, and you still want to turn the sky with a gun?”

Xiao Wouji sneered, grabbed the spear and looked behind him.

I saw that in the hazy night, several figures broke through the sky.

The black shadow flickered, and a figure landed on the wall of the Flying Feather King Mansion.

The person who came was a powerful warrior in Shangjing City.

Some are the heads of martial arts families, some are martial generals of the Southern Liang Dynasty, and some are people in the rivers and lakes.

All the warriors who arrived saw the ruined Flying Feather King Mansion, and they all showed shocked expressions.

They couldn’t imagine what kind of battle could knock a huge royal palace into ruins.

“Look, what is that man holding in his hand?”

Suddenly, a warrior exclaimed.

Everyone’s eyes focused on Xiao Wuji’s body.

The most eye-catching thing was naturally the spear in Xiao Wuji’s hand.

As a weapon of the flying feather king Xiao Feng across the battlefield and rivers and lakes, the prestige of this gun is also very large, and it can be said that everyone knows it in Nanliang.

But at this moment, this gun was caught by Xiao Wouji in his hand, and the result can be imagined.

After looking at the spear, many warriors noticed the head that Xiao Wuji was holding in his left hand.

The head is covered with a head, so it is difficult to see the face.

But there were still sharp-eyed warriors who could see the face of the head clearly through the loose hair. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

“That…. That’s the head of the Flying Feather King! ”

The warrior let out a terrified scream, looked panicked, his legs went limp, and he fell directly from the wall in fright.

As soon as these words came out, many warriors were shocked and inexplicable, and gasped.

The group of heroes looked at the head with wide eyes, and although their hair was scattered, they finally saw the face of the head clearly.

“Hiss!! What a flying feather king! ”

“This, how is this possible? The Flying Feather King was actually killed! ”

“The Flying Feather King is a peerless master at the peak level of the Great Grandmaster, who can kill him?”

“Oh my God, something is going to happen.”

“There are actually people who can kill the Flying Feather King, and someone who dares to kill the Flying Feather King! Is this person going to rebel? ”

“Terrible, terrible.”

“There is going to be a big mess in Beijing tonight.”

Whether or not you can kill the Flying Feather King is one thing, and whether you dare to kill the Flying Feather King is another.

Xiao Feng, the King of Feiyu, was the commander of the Southern Liang Huwei Legion, the younger brother of Emperor Liang, and the first prince of the dynasty.

He was noble and powerful.

Killing him is tantamount to rebellion!

The warriors present were not fools, their minds were in a hurry, and they quickly thought of all kinds of consequences.

At present, there are many martial arts family masters and jianghu scattered cultivators who are retiring.

They did not know Xiao Wouji’s identity and origin.

But seeing that he dared to kill the Flying Feather King, he knew that this person was definitely not simple.

They would never dare to get involved with this person.

They can’t get involved in this matter tonight.

Even Xiao Feng, the Flying Feather King at the peak of the Great Grandmaster, was killed, and if they dared to participate, they would definitely usher in the end of destruction.

The crowd was shocked, they thought that when they rushed to the palace, they would see the scene of Xiao Feng, the king of flying feathers, killing all sides.

But I didn’t expect to see the first level of Flying Feather King Xiao Feng!

“There are a lot of people coming.”

Xiao Wouji’s cold eyes swept over everyone.

The cold eyes, with bloody pupils, made the group of ambitions tremble, and the body and mind were chilled.

No one dared to look at Xiao Wuji.

Being stared at by Xiao Wouji’s eyes, their whole bodies exploded, as if they were being targeted by a terrifying flood beast.

The terrifying sense of oppression and the cold murderous intent overwhelmed them.

“Evil thief, what are you?”

“Dare to kill Wang Ye, your crime is unforgivable!”

A warrior could not hide his anger in his heart, and roared madly at Xiao Wuji. 067

It was a middle-aged general wearing armor and a long sword hanging from his waist.

At this moment, the middle-aged general’s expression was distorted, and his face was full of anger, like a fried lion.

“It’s Zhuo Dingfeng, the third commander of the secret investigation division!”

Someone recognized the identity of the middle-aged general, and Xiao Wuji also heard the whispered comments of those people.

The Secret Investigation Department was an institution used by the Southern Liang court to suppress the rivers and lakes, equivalent to the Jinyiwei and Six Gates of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The Secret Investigation Division dominates Jizo, his identity is unknown, his age is unknown, his gender is unknown, no one knows his true face, and it is said that his strength can be compared with Xiao Feng, the king of flying feathers.

Under Jizo, there are three commanders who assist the Jizo Imperial Secret Detective Division.

These three leaders are all great masters and powerhouses.

Overall, the strength of the Secret Detective Division is not as strong as Jin Yiwei, but it is stronger than the Six Doors.

“Die!”

Zhuo Dingfeng drew his sword out of its sheath, flew up, and slashed down at Xiao Wuji with a sword.

Xionghun Zhenyuan erupted, condensing thousands of sword qi, forming a giant sword qi four meters long and slashing at Xiao Wuji.

The strength of the middle period of the Great Grandmaster was fully revealed.

“It’s a bit of guts!”

When ordinary people saw Xiao Wuji killing Xiao Feng, the Flying Feather King at the peak of the Great Master, they would inevitably be so frightened that they did not dare to make a move on Xiao Wuji.

Although this Zhuo Dingfeng was weak and vulnerable, he dared to strike at Xiao Wuji, which showed this person’s courage.

In other words, this person’s loyalty to the Southern Liang court overwhelmed his fear of Xiao Wuji.

Birth, what I want;

Righteousness is also what I want.

You must not have both, but he who sacrifices his life for righteousness!

“Since you want to sacrifice your life for righteousness, then the Buddha-figure will fulfill you!”

Xiao Wuji raised his palm and stood horizontally in front of him, and the luck gong slapped out a palm, which was the fourth form of the god palm, Buddha moving mountains and rivers!

The light of the Buddha shines, the sound of Sanskrit sounds, and the light of the Buddha in the sky is astonishing.

The monstrous giant palm burst out of the air, instantly crushing Zhuo Dingfeng’s sword qi, and then slammed it on Zhuo Dingfeng’s chest.