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When the crowd saw this, they could not help but laugh out loud.

One had to know that the drop point was at the back of a person's butt. Ouyang Xiaotian's stab would of course cause others to have thoughts.

"Hahaha, I was right, Ouyang Xiaotian was about to burst Fatty's anus. "Hahaha!"

The soldier could only laugh to the point where he could only stagger forward. His face was flushed red to the ears as he bent over to rub his belly, coughing non-stop.

"Fuck, did Ouyang Xiaotian pass out?" You actually want to burst Fatty's chrysanthemum? "

"Incredible, incredible. "Since ancient times, this kind of fighting style is indeed rare."

Feng Ruoyun could not stand watching Ouyang Xiaotian's actions any longer. How could this be? Did he have such a hobby? Did he and Shui Qianyue do the same? It was so embarrassing. It was so embarrassing. If he had such a hobby, hmph! No talking!

When Qi Junhao saw this, his face showed ridicule, disdain and contempt.

"Beat him to death! Beat this stinking brat to death!" Qi Junhao said angrily.

"Puchi!"

This time, Ouyang Xiaotian's sword fingers were actually covered with a layer of Chaotic Qi.

His sword fingers stabbed into the back of Yelv Dehu's head, causing him to scream out loud. His face suddenly changed as he collapsed onto the ground.

Ouyang Xiaotian was overjoyed: the tail point was exactly Yelv Dehu's door protection, he had actually found it.

"Puff puff puff!"

Yelv Dehu spat out three mouthfuls of blood. With a stomp of his legs, he completely lost his vitality.

"Hua!"

The Dragon Tiger Guard soldiers and the imperial guards were all greatly taken aback.

"That works too?" "Flowers really do work."

"Great Art, Divine Art Unrivaled!" "Ouyang Xiaotian, his name is famous far and wide!"

"No, it's not Ouyang Xiaotian. He found Yelv Dehu's door."

Amongst these warriors, there were still some who understood.

Ouyang Xiaotian took out a Healing Pill and swallowed it. As expected, the pain on his left arm lessened a lot.

"Xiaotian, you really are awesome." Third Princess Feng Ruoyun said with excitement as well.

It was only now that she understood that she had been thinking too much just now. She couldn't help blushing at her own thoughts.

Qi Junhao's face turned ugly: Fuck, an expert with two True Soul Stage has yet to exterminate Ouyang Xiaotian, this waste of Spirit Transforming Stage. This, if I spread it out, would be a joke that isn't easy to laugh at.

"Trash!" They are all trash! " Qi Junhao's face turned livid.

"Eighth general, annihilate Ouyang Xiaotian!" Qi Junhao ordered.

The Eighth War was the enmity of a good pair of Copper Cymbal. Chou Heng, True Soul Stage, and Ouyang Xiaotian, were only Spirit Transforming Stage. Chou Heng was a full nine levels higher than Ouyang Xiaotian, a whole big realm. If Chou Heng could not kill Ouyang Xiaotian, then he might as well find a piece of tofu to smash him to death. "Does he still have the face to come back?

More importantly, it was a pair of Copper Cymbal s who hated each other for eternity. The accuracy was extremely high. It had once set a record of using a pair of Copper Cymbal to hack 99 mosquitoes to death within three minutes. One had to know that his Copper Cymbal was a type of large-scale spiritual equipment. How accurate would it have to be to kill a mosquito to be able to do that.

"What?" Second Prince Feng Rusoong's face was gloomy as he said, "Qi Junhao, do you have any shame? You still want to send people to kill Ouyang Xiaotian? "All of you attack together, whoever dares to find trouble with Ouyang Xiaotian will be annihilated."

Feng Ruoyun sent someone to carry Ouyang Xiaotian back.

Chou Heng brought a pair of Copper Cymbal s and came over.

"You're courting death!"

Zhang Lun raised his steel fork and faced the incoming attack. Zhang Lun's cultivation was only at the first level of True Soul Stage whereas Chou Heng's was only at the Sixth Rank. The two of them were quite different in terms of strength.

Sure enough, after a dozen rounds, Zhang Lun was unable to hold on any longer.

Chou Heng smirked sinisterly. "Heh heh, a scum like you dares to come up and throw your life away?"

Chou Heng channeled his spirit energy, causing his aura to soar as the light on the Copper Cymbal grew even brighter. A Copper Cymbal smashed towards Zhang Lun's calves. Zhang Lun raised his steel fork to block it. The other Copper Cymbal hacked towards Zhang Lun's chest. Zhang Lun was caught unprepared, and was badly mutilated from the Copper Cymbal's hacking;

Seeing this, the Second Prince's face became even darker.

Yan Su immediately went up with his sword. Yan Su, Brightly Lit Stage level two, Chou Heng, True Soul Stage level, two people, difference of five small stages, a large realm, can Chou Heng beat Yan Su?

Yan Su originally should have had the upper hand, but she was recently injured by Zuo Leng's Intestine Breaking Hook, so her ability greatly decreased. She had a draw with Chou Heng.

Yan Su was a little out of breath and didn't seem to have recovered well. Third Princess Feng Ruoyun was burning with anxiety.

She quietly approached the place where the two were battling and suddenly used the unique skill of Chaotic Heaven Divine Art.

"Fairy Flower Scattering!"

Third Princess Feng Ruoyun waved her Mixed Heaven Silk, and a sky full of colorful flowers appeared, surrounding Chou Heng.

"Qiu Heng was shocked and immediately used his Copper Cymbal to smash open the flower. "Pfft!" Yan Su refused to miss this rare opportunity and stabbed his sword into Chou Heng's chest.

Chou Heng looked at the sword that had stabbed into his chest and laughed bitterly in his heart. "To be able to die at the hands of the third princess, I must have been lucky."

Third Princess Feng Ruoyun blushed when she heard this.

"Travelling dragons and playing phoenixes!"

Third Princess Feng Ruoyun's Mixed Heaven Silk transformed again, just like a roaming dragon, it pierced through Chou Heng's throat, and he finally lost his life.

Third Princess Feng Ruoyun scolded, "Hmph! You're about to die, and you still dare to say such words. "

The few generals under Qi Junhao's command were almost all dead. Qi Junhao felt a great sense of despair.

Second Prince Feng Rusoong waved his hand and said, "Kill them! Leave none alive!"

The Dragon Tiger Guard Warriors and Shuangloong Mountain Soldiers were in high spirits as they displayed their divine might and charged towards the imperial guards.

Second Prince Feng Rusoong, Yan Su, Fann Sizhe, Feng Zhenshan, and, of course, Feng Ruoyun all went up to Qi Junhao.

Second Prince Feng Rusoong said coldly, "Qi Junhao, what hope do you have? Your dad, Qi Tian, has probably become a ghost by now and is only waiting for you to meet him. "

Qi Junhao cried out in despair, "No, I don't want to die. I'm still young. I really don't want to die. "

Second Prince Feng Rusoong sneered, "You don't want to die? Then you want to rely on the Great Firmament to save you. "

Yan Su leaped up and stabbed forward with his sword. Fann Sizhe's meteor hammer also smashed towards Qi Junhao.

"Travelling dragons and playing phoenixes!"

Third Princess Feng Ruoyun's Mixed Heaven Silk shot towards Yue Yang like a swimming dragon.

"Qi Junhao, you're dead meat."0

Second Prince Feng Rusoong sounded as if he came from hell.

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