313: C313 Southern Domain Primary Soul

C313 Southern Domain Primary Soul

"Yang Jian, Huang Tianhua, Nezha, lead the troops!"0

Xu Haotian pretended to glare at Li Kui and said snappily. Then, they assigned people.

When Li Kui heard this, he was surprised for a moment, but then he seemed to have thought of something and scratched his head like a dustpan as he smiled in embarrassment.

"Haha, Steel Ox, it's better if you take a break. We can just do these small jobs."

Yang Jian raised his head and laughed loudly. As he spoke, he held his three daggers and flew towards the capital. The other two people also laughed loudly. Each of them led a group of people to slaughter their way into the city.

At this moment, the Qi King was filled with intense and solemn anger. On the third floor inside, the outer third floor was filled with heavily armored soldiers.

The commoners shut their doors tight, afraid that they would be killed. They didn't care too much about who was king. As long as this king can make them live a good life.

The king of the Qi Kingdom, Zhao Lingfeng, and a type of civil and military official were standing nervously in front of the palace.

And in Zhao Lingfeng's arms, he was tightly hugging a long black package. His body was trembling and his face was full of nervousness. Compared to his impassioned expression from the previous day, he was completely different.

"Hey, who is the emperor of the Qi Kingdom? Stand forward for True Lord, otherwise, you will die!"

Right at this moment, an arrogant voice sounded. Immediately after, several figures appeared in the air above everyone's heads.

One of the youths was handsome, with a dark purple vertical eye in the middle of his tiger-like eyes, which made him seem very strange. It was actually Erlang Shen, the Saint Lord Yang Jian. Huang Tianhua and Nezha, who were beside him, also had a faint smile on their faces as they looked at the crowd below them.

"Little brat Xu Haotian has gone too far. Since that's the case, this emperor will risk his life to drag you bastards down with him."

Zhao Lingfeng felt the terrifying auras of Yang Jian and the other two. His heart had already sunk into the bottomless abyss. With a face as ashen as ash, he no longer sat down and made unnecessary sacrifices. Instead, he let out a wild laugh.

"Since we can't talk, then let's die together!"

"Unseal the main soul of the Southern Domain!"

A crazed look appeared in Zhao Lingfeng's eyes. With a howl, he tore apart the black cloth in his bosom, revealing a simple and unadorned short sword that exuded an ancient aura.

At first glance, this dagger seemed too old. However, there was a sharp aura emanating from it, causing the few officials from the neighboring empires to be caught off guard and shattered into pieces by the Sword Qi. He had died instantly.

The other ministers scattered in panic. The scene was extremely chaotic. Yang Jian and the other two looked at the short sword in Zhao Lingfeng's arms with a serious expression. They all had a bad feeling about this.

At this time, the crazed looking Zhao Lingfeng directly chopped off a palm and stuffed it into the short sword's body.

The originally calm dagger suddenly began to tremble without any warning.

"Not good, that short sword is not a good thing. Quick, stop it!"

Yang Jian was the first to notice that something was amiss. He extended his hand and shook it towards the short sword. However, the short sword only trembled slightly before escaping from Yang Jian's grasp.

"Haha, it's too late. Everything is too late. Come out, a former expert of the Southern Domain!

Zhao Lingfeng laughed maniacally. At the same time, his entire body shriveled up at a speed visible to the right eye. In the end, with a bang, it turned into flying ashes.

When Yang Jian saw this, he called out to Nezha and Ye Mo without hesitation and quickly retreated. At the same time, the three daggers were thrust out.

Clang!

The three daggers extended infinitely and stabbed the dagger. However, not only did the dagger not change, the three daggers were even forcefully reflected back.

Yang Jian's palm was bleeding from the impact, so he hurriedly retreated.

"What's that?"

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