Chapter 625: The Power of a Roar (Second Update)

King Yangqiu's sudden punch surprised Han Xin, and his cultivation was far inferior to King Yangqiu. With one punch, Han Xin didn't even see the direction of his fist. The fist that was smashed with a trace of black air penetrated a wolf-headed helmet that suddenly appeared on Han Xin's face, and fell heavily on Han Xin's face. A painful hum sounded, and Han Xin was knocked away by a punch and crashed into the inner layer of the tent.

He heard a series of crying sounds, and the scene between the inside and outside of the tent was knocked open, revealing dozens of female fairies radiant inwards. Seeing Han Xin flying in with his swollen face, these female fairies couldn't help but scold him in a delicate voice, and various flying sword magic weapons hit King Yangqiu like raindrops.

With a cold snorkeling, two black flames in King Yangqiu's eyes rotated rapidly, and countless black lines shot out from his pupils, hitting the key points around the female fairies. The flying sword magic weapon in the sky also stagnated in the air. The female fairies of the Yangqiu shouted loudly: "Bold slut, kneel down to me!" Just like a puppet controlled by silk thread, the female fairies knelt down one after another, and lay on the ground with unconscious eyes, posing as if King Yangqiu could kill and take it.

Wuqi, who was hiding on Han Xin's shoulder, lit up his eyes. It was this restriction technique. It was this! The black light emitted from King Yangqiu's eyes was exactly the same as the black light attached to the soul that Yan Dan showed to Wuqi. Obviously, King Yangqiu had an inseparable relationship with the person who had taken the action to imprison Yan Dan and others. This secret restriction method was a clan-control method passed down in the Dayu family, and it was impossible for too many people to know it.

Wuqi had a wishful thinking. He was thinking about how to subdue King Yangqiu and learn his restraining methods. But he looked at the Yuqiu High Priest who was sitting on the cloud bed without saying a word, and then looked at the black air around him who was entangled with evil spirits. Wuqi wisely gave up the idea of ​​forcing his robbery. Both of them had too strong cultivation, and Wuqi was far from their opponent now.

He knocked down Han Xin with one punch and subdued dozens of female fairies around Liu Bang at the same time. King Yangqiu smiled grimly and reached out and grabbed Liu Bang's neck.

Xiao He, who was standing aside, sighed lightly, and shouted in a deep voice: "Why should King Yangqiu be so aggressive? King Yangqiu, do you dare to look at me?" Xiao He's three-colored pupils rotated rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a magnificent and brilliant light curtain. The sequential evil power came from Xiao He's eyes, and the void around him suddenly shook, as if something strange had happened.

King Yangqiu snorted coldly and looked back at Xiao He. He shouted in a low voice: "Why don't you dare?"

As soon as the two of them touched their eyes, King Yangqiu's body suddenly shook. His movements became extremely slow and stiff, as if his soul and body were frozen by ice, losing the vigor and vitality that just now. The two black fireballs in King Yangqiu's eyes gradually dimmed, and the aura on his body gradually dissipated. His soul seemed to have been sucked out of an unknown space, and he could no longer control his body and his strength.

Suddenly, Xiao He let out a muffled groan, and a crack as thin as a hair on his forehead was only an inch long. A trace of blood stretched out from the wound and gradually slid down his cheeks. However, the brow of King Yangqiu was cracked by a thumb, and the white bones were visible, with a huge wound half a foot long. A large amount of blood kept pouring out, and in the blink of an eye, the upper body of King Yangqiu turned bright red.

King Yangqiu let out a low and painful cry. His hands slowly raised, trying to pinch Xiao He's neck. However, the three pupils in Xiao He's eyes were spinning faster and faster. King Yangqiu's hand had just lifted less than half a foot before he slowly lowered it. Xiao He's body suddenly shook, and a blood arrow as thick as a finger in his chest spurted out, piercing his clothes. However, King Yangqiu's chest was cracked a hole the size of a fist, and the hole that penetrated was bleeding from front and back. King Yangqiu's body staggered for a moment and suddenly softened to the ground.

Xiao He's face became whiter and whiter, and gradually his face turned into crystal-like transparent. Through his transparent skin and muscles, he could see that his skull was magnificent black and gold, with countless runes wrapped around it. His skull was not like a normal skull, and it had clearly turned into a powerful immortal weapon. This was a terrifying magical power that used itself as its material and the heaven and earth as its furnace to refine itself into an immortal weapon. Even the three pupils in his eyes were all refined by him after the day of sacrifice!

With the sound of "crack", Xiao He's two leg bones broke together, while Yangqiu King cried out in pain. His two leg bones shattered at the same time from the base of his thighs to the toes, and all the bones were shattered in an instant. His legs were twisted into strange shapes. King Yangqiu's face turned blue in pain, and his whole body was sweating constantly, but he still could not get rid of Xiao He's strange three pupils.

The disadvantage of the human warrior's soul power being too weak was fully exposed at this moment. He did not have time to protect his soul, and before he could even awaken the beast soul sleeping deep in his soul, King Yangqiu was controlled by Xiao He's strange pupils and was instantly seriously injured.

The Yufeng High Priest on the side slowly stood up. He opened his eyes, and the ghost fire in his eyes was burning. Two blood-colored pupils in the ghost fire almost occupied his entire eye socket. Crazy dragon roar continued to come from the two ghost fires. The Yufeng High Priest sneered: "It's extremely bold! In front of me, I dare to hurt my Dayu royal family. Hehe, do you really think you are angels, so don't you dare to touch you?"

The high priest Yufeng sneered, and slowly stretched out a finger and pointed it at Xiao He.

At that time, Zhang Liang, who had been standing beside him, suddenly let out a long roar. He waved a large white brush with four feet and nine inches long with his right hand, and waved it in the air. A clear and melodious man's voice came from the pen: "The sea is angry, the ancient mountain collapses; the galaxy scatters, the sun is shining!"

The big pen shook, and the inspiration flashed. Zhang Liang held the big pen in his hand, like a blacksmith who made a blacksmith, and a heavy stroke hit the back of the Yufeng High Priest. Zhang Liang shouted sternly: "Yufeng High Priest, dare to attack the angels. Are you going to provoke a battle between Dayu and Heavenly Court?"

I don't know where this pen came from, and it has extremely terrifying power. Even Wuqi, who was hidden on Han Xin's shoulder, felt the fluctuations of immortal power contained in the pen that were comparable to the aura emitted by the Miaoying Palace Lord. He heard a dull thunder sound, and the high priest caught off guard gave a thunderous howl, and a large piece of ghost fire was sprayed out of his seven orifices at the same time. Yu Deng's body was no longer full of blood, but was filled with the fire element condensed by the miserable green ghost fire related to Yu Deng's life. This attack was equivalent to the ordinary people being beaten to the seven orifices and Yu Deng was immediately injured.

He turned his head angrily, and Yuqiao angrily rebuked: "Taiyi Immortal Artifact, which powerful person lent it to you? Bastard, the Taiyi Immortal Artifact is hurting people behind it. Are you shameless? Are you crazy? Do you dare to hurt me and King Yangqiu? Do your Heavenly Court really want to start a war with me, Dayu?"

Zhang Liang held the big pen tightly and stopped Xiao He. Zhang Liang, whose eyes were as stars, looked at the jade ridge and smiled faintly: "If King Yangqiu had not been forced to force each other, how could we do such a thing? The King of Han was seriously injured, and King Yangqiu still treated King Han so rudely. If this matter is spread, I am afraid that our Heavenly Court has taken the truth. You Dayu has no reason at all?"

With a proud smile, Zhang Liang said with a high head: "Even if he makes trouble in front of those positions, the one who gets scolded will not be our heavenly court, right?"

‘Those positions’? Wuqi’s eyes rolled. Who are the positions Zhang Liang mentioned? Is it a group of people or something else?

Zhang Liang's words were obviously very afraid of the old priest Yuqiao. He was about to be angry and angry and took action with all his strength. No matter how thirty-one, hesitated for a while, and suddenly dissipated the magic power that was ready to go in his body and said in a low voice: "No matter what, you stop first! If you really hurt King Yangqiu, even if you have the support of Taiyi Jinxian, you will definitely not be able to get it!"

Zhang Liang smiled slightly, and was about to call Xiao He to let go of the controlled King Yangqiu, a sudden dragon roar sounded from King Yangqiu's body.

At the beginning, the dragon roar was small and light, just like the insects in the grass in the middle of the night. But in the blink of an eye, the dragon roar became high and majestic, just like the first thunder sounded when the world was opened, and it spread around with countless loud roars that sounded for no reason.

With a sound of power, the tent where everyone was located was shattered. The countless tents around were shattered and the camps were shaken by loud roars. Tens of thousands of soldiers were wailed and were blown away by huge sound waves. Even the four walls of Crescent City, which had just been rebuilt, were shattered, and the buildings in the city collapsed at the same time. Countless huge rocks were shattered by the sound waves.

The mountain behind was also shaken by this huge roar and collapsed for a long section of hundreds of miles. The Crescent Lake next to it rolled up huge waves of up to ten miles horizontally, and countless fish, shrimps, crabs and other fishes, shrimps, crabs and other fishes, and died in the lake.

In the tent, Zhang Liang, Han Xin, Fan Kuai and others were shocked and bleeding from their orifices. Liu Bang, who was lying on the cloud bed, even screamed and danced. Wuqi, who was hiding on Han Xin's shoulder, felt as if ten thousand thunders exploded in his ears at the same time. His eardrums shattered, and the stars in front of him flashed. He didn't know where he was.

Ao Buzun poked his head out of Wuqi's hair and looked at King Yangqiu thoughtfully: "His beast soul is Pulao! No wonder the roar is so loud!"

The most serious injury in the tent was Xiao He who had just used his three pupils to control King Yangqiu. A blood arrow suddenly spurted out of his mouth, spurting out more than ten feet away, and a large amount of blood was constantly spurting out, like a fountain, as if all the blood in his body was squeezed out by this roar. Two of the three pupils in Xiao He's eyes had cracked and no longer formed. It was obvious that his magical secret technique had also been severely damaged.

Accompanied by the cold and ruthless laughter, King Yangqiu's body slowly floated up.

Looking coldly at Liu Bang standing on the cloud bed and constantly touching his ears, Yangqiu King sneered: "Is this a seriously injured angel?"
Chapter completed!