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Chapter 169:What if I insist on forcing you?

“Coughing...”

Ye Zhenwu just wanted to talk, so he coughed, and his whole body staggered and struggled to stand up.

He had a pair of eyes falling on Qin Jiu Song, looked at him deeply, and there was a look of a deafness on his face, but he immediately stopped, and he was very calm.

Halfway through, he finally said: "Saint... the Son of God is invincible, I lost my heart and mouth..."

“But next time, it may be hard to say!”

With that, he reached out his hand to take a smear of the ring, and took a piece of medicine from it, and there was a little more blood on his pale face.

“Brother Ye, do you think there will be a next time?”

Qin Jiu Song has already taken the drug, and the blood and blood in the body have recovered a little, and the sound is silent.

Hearing this, "snap", Ye Zhenwu sword eyebrows, like two heavenly knives, staring at Qin Jiu Song.

Half-way, he sighed slowly: "The Son really can't wait for a moment, presumably the ancestors of the Qin Emperor, are they ready?"

Qin Jiuge's appearance is unwavering and has no reaction.

"However, I still advise the Son," Ye Zhenwu, with his eyes narrowed slightly, projecting a bright light, "Don't force me!"

"You and I are still young, martial arts, but I have just started, I do not want to live and die with you too soon!" 」

“The king is defeated, and when I see the Son in the future, I will turn away from it!”

Ye Zhenwu said this, not asking for forgiveness, but only as a loser.

Even Qin Jiu Song does not doubt Ye's words.

Talent is topless, and behind the head is amazing, even if defeated, but in the Tai fictitious mountain want Ye Zhenwu's life, difficult!

Even if that person is Qin Jiu Song, it is too vain for the Son!

It is rare enough to make Ye Zhenwu promise to retreat, not only not to fall on the majesty of his son, but a kind of Hehe god!

However –

Qin Jiu Song's eyes slowly squinted, and the look became more and more cold:

“What if I had to force you?”

This word is full of horror!

Everyone looks at each other and is cold.

“Son, forgive and forgive!”

On the top of the floor, a cold drink came, and the words were awe-inspiring.

That day, old man!

However, this statement, Qin Jiu Song is deaf and does not react at all, making the elder of heaven even more angry.

Even if Ye Zhenwu, at this moment, he did not pay attention to the elders of heaven, and his face was calm, looking directly at Qin Jiu Song: "If this is not possible, you and I have to break the net with a fish!"

He said, leaning up, a loud thumping.

An invisible sound wave spread in an instant, but did not spread, but only spread in a certain direction in the Taiyue Mountain.

That's the direction of the real temple!

In this process, Qin Jiuge's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, did not stop, and did not cut off Ye Zhenwu.

Because that makes no sense, before the bottom card of both sides, want to kill Ye Zhenwu, it is tantamount to crazy people to dream!

Rumble!

With the fall of Ye Zhenwu, the direction of its true martial arts temple, a very strong fluctuation, rushed to the sky, as if it was stronger than the powerful, and it was stronger than the powerful.

Immediately –

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A cry of anger, spread over thousands of miles!

Gosh, goo, goo!

The heavy footsteps, like a dull drum, sounded in everyone's mind in the field, and many people couldn't help but cover their ears and couldn't bear that kind of sulking.

“The statue!”

Qin Jiu Song moved in his heart and looked deeply at Ye Zhenwu.

It is the statue of Xuanwu in the true martial temple that seems to be alive at this moment, like the resurrection of a real god beast, and that breath fills the world and steps down to this side.

It seemed slow and fast, but in the blink of an eye, it fell on the square.

The sky looked like it, and it didn’t stop it.

“Is that your real card?”Qin Jiu asked in a loud voice.

“Please, teach the Son!”

Ye Zhenwu responded that in the next moment, his figure disappeared, but the eyes of the basalt statue turtle and the spirit snake were quietly more flexible.

Blow up!

The basilisk movement, the huge body burst into immeasurable light, a terrible air machine rushed to the sky, extremely terrible.

The Yuanli light cover under the quilt of the sky is enough to withstand the attack of the powerful, but at this moment after a violent fluctuation, "poofing", like glass, it is difficult to shout the extremely strong air machine.

“Freckless!”

At this moment, the sky changed sharply and felt great pressure.

While quickly removing a thing, under the stimulation of the force, under the colorful glare, the statue of Xuanwu and the Qin Jiu song were covered, which was more solid than before, and at the same time, the strong on the high platform were signaled to organize the ordinary disciples around to retreat.

“Yes!”

All the souls flew out of the sky, under the command of your power and pride, and did not dare to come near.

Even across the Yuanli light mask, but the strong air machine, still make their heart shock, like an ant facing a dragon, it is a kind of fear on the level of life!

“To kill!”

In the statue of Xuanwu, the sound of Ye Zhenwuqing came, killing the raging.

The incomparably terrible force, mixed with the majestic pressure, came to the ground with the Qin Nine Songs.

Qin Jiu Song was shocked, and every inch of flesh and blood in the flesh trembled.

“Hm!”

He hummed coldly, and a ostentatious bead was clasped in his hand, which would be jerking.

However, at this time, Qin Jiu Song's face passed a strange look.

In Dantian, inside the flood furnace of the Avenue, I felt the terrible breath of the Xuanwu statue, which seemed to be the most important furnace fragments that had been sleeping, and now it glows fiercely, and there is a kind of eagerness to try.

Qin Jiuqi's heart came to mind, and quickly put the basalt beads in his hand into the tangent ring.

The heart moved, and the supreme fire fragments appeared in his hand.

Directly sensing the air machine released by the Xuanwu statue, the Supreme Furnace fragments suddenly released a sense of light, a brilliant light, like a small sun, it is dare not force!

“Hold on!”

The Supreme Furnace fragments appeared, and the pressure felt by Qin Jiu Song suddenly weakened countless times in an instant, as if blocked by the Supreme Furnace Fragments.

“Huh?”

The moment when the fragments of the supreme furnace appeared, the sound of Ye Zhenwu's incredulousness came from the statue of Xuanwu, and it seemed that there was still a color of pain.

The pieces seem brighter now.

Qin Jiu Song is connected to his spirit, and he actually feels a desire from it, as if to break the palm of Qin Jiu Song and fly to the statue of Xuanwu.

“The desire?”

Qin Jiu Song's heart moved slightly, his eyes flickered slightly, and then jerked his teeth and loosened his hand.

Suddenly, the fragments of the supreme furnace came out.

The light of the dazzling light is brighter and brighter, and in an instant everyone's eyes seem to be blind in an instant, even the sky is carved, and the corners of the mouth are also snoring, and the corners of the mouth overflowing with a wisp of blood.

You know, it's a prince!

The terrible flame condensed out of thin air, a red, seems to be the supreme, but that kind of power, compared to the Qin Jiu Song released the supreme, can not be the same as the sun!

What a cry!

The flame swept, instantly wrapped the basalt statue!

I went to see a friend of the books saying that it was wrong. I forgot about the mentally handicapped pill. I'm sorry.

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