Under One Person: Inheriting the Soul of the Sword, Luo Tian Dajiao at the beginning

"I'm not reconciled either! Our Jiajia Village can't even defeat two believers. How can we have the status of our Jiajia Village in the alien circle in the future?"

"It is impossible for us to leave you alone and survive alone! You are the hope of our Jiajia Village!"

"Well said, brother, it's not that I'm stubborn, but the treasure in his hands. If it really explodes, our Jia family villager says it won't fail for a hundred years."

Now that the matter has come to this point, it is impossible for Jia Zhengyu to retreat, taking so many lives in Jiajia Village here, these two people, he must take them down!

Whether it's for yourself or for your brother.

Jia Zhengliang had no choice but to see his uncles and uncles among the people who died on the ground.

He was also extremely unwilling.

Then fight!

The archbishop threw two blades at each other, and the blades split into six in the air. The speed was so fast that three disciples couldn't dodge in time, and their entire chests were directly pierced.

The scene was so bloody that Xia He couldn't help closing his eyes.

"The two sides are not in the same order of magnitude at all, and this kind of senseless fighting is of no value at all."  …

She watched Jia's village change from eight people to Jia Zhengliang and Jia Zhengyu, and she felt uncomfortable.

With no family, she secretly scolded them for being stupid, but also envied them a little...

If possible, she also wants to have a family that is more important than her life.

Lin Xiu said: "That's right, they were worthless at first, but they will have value after waiting. Now, there is only one person missing."

This person refers to Jia Zhengyu.

If he is not dead, Lin Xiu will not make a move.

Xia He was slightly taken aback, looking at Lin Xiu who was also helpless, for some reason, she felt a sense of sympathy.

In front of him, Jia Zhengliang glanced at everyone who was talking and laughing in front of his eyes, and turned into a cold and godless look. The anger and sadness in his heart were ignited to the highest peak.

The throwing knife attack was extremely swift and violent. Jia Zhengliang's hands were over-manipulated, and the veins burst out, and the blood broke through the back of the hand little by little. fall to the ground.

The eyes that stared at the archbishop were also bloodshot.

The same is true for Jia Zhengyu on the other side.

Those who died were all their relatives.

The last blow fell.

The two archbishops were knocked back a step, their steps staggered, and the aura emanating from their bodies was erratic.

Jia Zhengyu was overjoyed, and controlled two dragon pecking awls to stab them directly between the eyebrows, and said excitedly:

"Hahahaha! Brother, we succeeded! With the trophies on them, our Jiajia Village will be immortal!"

As soon as the words fell, the two dragon pecking cones disappeared in place.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

The royal object and the main body are related to each other, this mouthful of blood tells him...

Pecking dragon cone, broken.

In front of him was a pure black ball surrounded by several lightning bolts.

All the objects it touches are absorbed by it and turned into nothingness, just like——

black hole. .

Chapter 180 Three If You Could Do It Over Again

The reason why the oppressive aura started to fluctuate was not because it weakened.

But...

stronger!

Jia Zhengyu stared at the two archbishops, surrounded by the dead bodies of his brothers and sisters.

The scene was so ridiculous that he couldn't help but make a sound, and the laughter took away the last strength in his legs and feet.

Puff.

Both knees hit the ground, the weathered ground was smashed into cracks, and the knees were soaked in blood.

"Oh, brother, you are right, we are too arrogant, we are really overwhelmed."

The black hole was approaching little by little, at an extremely slow speed, but Jia Zhengyu had no intention of running away.

Jia Zhengliang's pupils constricted, and he shouted tremblingly:

"Get out of the way! Mom is still waiting for us, you can't die, you can't die."

The last sound, almost silent, Jia Zhengyu looked at the black hole that was getting closer and closer, and said bitterly:

"Actually, your brother and I are quite envious of your talent. I don't know if I can control four dragon pecking knives with twelve flying knives. So, I'm very jealous of you."

"I've been jealous for so many years, and I've been protected by you for so many years. As an older brother, this last blow should be for Jia's village!"

Jia Zhengliang's heart seemed to miss a beat, and during this beat, he couldn't hear what his brother said.

His empty eyes stared at his brother.

The last dragon pecking cone hangs on the top of the old man. It has lost its two partners, and it looks lonely at the moment.

At the same time, it looked even more domineering, the lifelike dragon head on the handle moved slightly.

Like a giant dragon that has been sleeping for many years, at this moment, he opened his eyes.

Those who have long forgotten its majesty should recall this moment, the king who conquered everything in the world.

In order not to let future generations forget it, people specially named this trick——

Yuwu · Dragon Head Up

The longan suddenly emits a blood-red light, which corresponds to the light...

It was Jia Zhengyu's eyes.

In an instant, there seemed to be a heartbeat in the dragon pecking cone.

He is Pecking Dragon Cone, and Pecking Dragon Cone is him.

The explosive qi tore through his shirt, and the veins in his muscles squirmed a little bit, transporting the excess qi that was exchanged for at the cost of his life.

The blue qi ball gradually dyed bright red, went up from the top of the head, and went straight to the dragon pecking cone.

The Dragon King, who was awakened by him exhausting his last life, let out a long dragon cry.

The propagation of the speed of sound in the air was broken by it, and it even reached the ears of the giant beast in the sky in a short breath.

It also gave a long beep in response to the outside world.

It's like a conversation between two ancient giant beasts.

The black hole has already touched Jia Zhengyu's body.

Not a trace of blood flowed out, the black hole was like an entrance to another dimension, and Jia Zhengyu sank into the upper body.

The lower body remained in front of Jia Zhengliang.

The Dragon Pecking Cone in the sky is in full bloom at this moment.

The slender body drew an afterimage in the air, and the sound of breaking through the air was so harsh that even the surrounding buildings were shaken to powder.

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Two o'clock on the line.

On the chest, the blood was cut open, and it was connected together abruptly.

A life-draining blow, it works!

Jia Zhengliang's veins bulged, he clenched into a fist, his fingernails pierced the flesh and bloody fingers spread out suddenly, and the creaking joints reminded him that his fingers had already deformed. ....

"To Lao Tzu, die!"

The twelve flying knives turned into afterimages, and the thin traces were like drizzle from the sky. When they fell into the ground, they were like bamboos breaking through the rocks, hitting upwards.

With blood oozing all over his body, the damage he caused was several times that of Jia Zhengyu's imperial body that Jia Zhengyu used up all his life!

The two believers were both in a dominant state, and under the barrage of bullets, they were blown into the air.

Plop, even Jia Zhengliang lost the strength to stand up, half kneeling on the ground, the blood on his eyelids almost made him unable to open his eyes.

Twelve flying knives, all disabled.

One moment.

Three bites.

There were only nine throwing knives left, but the attack only increased.

Five more bites!

Break again!

In the original shocking scene, only a flying knife remained, shuttled back and forth tenaciously.

Jia Zhengliang didn't know how much he had poured out, and he was paralyzed on the ground, trying his best to look up at the two believers.

They, who were originally high above, fell to the ground just like themselves.

The last throw of the flying knife couldn't support the heavy load, and it was torn apart in mid-air.

Jia Zhengliang's ferocious smile was trying to force the mourning emotions out of his cheeks. When two incompatible emotions appeared on his face at the same time, he would show an extremely distorted expression.

He couldn't even speak clearly.

"Finally, we... Jiajia Village, how could we lose to the two little believers? In a few years, our Jiajia Village will stand at the highest peak!"

Another mouthful of dark red blood spewed out.

Without waiting for him to say a few more words to revitalize himself.