"Escape from the Earth."

The Maitreya messenger stared at Zhongsheng, but could not see his roots.

This spell mostly exists in legends, but in reality there are very few people who are proficient in it

Originally, Princess Jialuo was most familiar with Zhong Sheng, but she never shared it with Messenger Maitreya.

Now that she is dead, Maitreya Messenger has no way of finding out anything.

Zhong Sheng shook off his body, dirt fell to the ground one after another, and the ancient sword in his hand was bright and sharp.

He felt extremely dangerous. If he hadn't used the Earth Evasion Technique to get out of the way of Maitreya's messenger at the critical moment, he would have been seriously injured at this moment.

"Messenger Maitreya is really powerful."

This was the first time Zhong Sheng saw an opponent who could compete with him on a par.

This evil Buddha apostle is crazy and cruel, but he has mastered real skills. No wonder Li Qingfeng is extremely afraid of him.

The leaders of Youxin Altar and Incense Altar also agreed with my proposal.

Then, my body suddenly expanded, spurting out majestic imagination.

The target is the opponent's stomach, and the ancient sword is going to make the opponent vomit out.

However, when seven people collide, no matter how soft the wall is, it will turn into rubbish.

Maitreya Messenger thought to himself, it is a treasure, it will be destroyed in a short time.

Huge clouds of smoke and dust rose up, like mushrooms emerging before the rain, with very regular shapes.

The altar leader Youxin who was watching the battle frowned.

Maitreya Messenger coughed, and his front and back collapsed on a small piece of the city wall. My eyes became sharp, and I grabbed the wrist of the ancient sword with my backhand.

But today, disaster is about to happen again.

At Hangu Pass, which is ten miles away, except for the collapsed small gate area, the rest of the city wall, which is not very extensive, is still standing.

The eight altars of men and horses looked at each other, are they still human beings? Are they still flesh and blood?

With the sword in his hand, he was facing two swords; now with his bare hands, he was facing despair.

I raised my foot, kicked the ancient sword away, and then grabbed Zhong Sheng with my hand.

Gu Jian smiled warmly, it felt uncomfortable to be stabbed to death by the sword, but now that you have the sword, you can only beat him to death.

"Well, you also want to see something."

Why did Maitreya Messenger actually use the sword-swallowing skills of street performers?

The Yellow Turban Warrior, who can be called a humanoid war weapon, was beaten by the Maitreya Messenger and suffered heavy casualties

"Let Buddha teach you that only your own strength can last forever."

White air spreads around, whipping up gusts of evil wind, and the messy ground becomes more and more fragmented.

It would be fine if there was only that monster in the world, but now there is an ancient sword, and the seven people fight with each other.

"Yes, you can take a look when you get down."

Did I not expect that the ancient sword that lost its sweet light would become so frighteningly weak in the blink of an eye?

Gan Guang immediately entered the depths of the city wall, with debris flowing on his feet. He flew up with his feet and kicked under the face of Maitreya Messenger.

"He thinks you only have a sword, but in fact, it is the sword that limits your limits!"

From a distance, you can hear the sound of bodies colliding.

But, that is obviously possible.

The Maitreya messenger smiled and said, "If I kill you, I can get his sword back."

Master Ba Gong shook his head and said, "You have to see if there is anyone in the world who is weaker than you, the Yellow Turban Warrior."

As soon as I finished speaking, I pulled out a 100-meter-long afterimage and punched Maitreya Messenger in the chest and abdomen.

The Maitreya messenger hooked his fingers and said to the ancient sword, "Come here and get his sweet light."

The sharp ancient sword cannot cut through the flesh on the arm, but instead solidifies as if welded to death.

Gu Jian took a sip and put it directly into his mouth. Health is hygiene, evil is disgusting?

No matter how heavy Zhong Sheng is, he still weighs more than a few dozen kilograms. He stops practicing swordplay every day because he feels too heavy.

A reckless young man thought that there was an enemy in the sky when he got a peerless sword in his mind.

Zhong Sheng looked up in shock, only to see the Maitreya messenger crossing his arms and clamping the edge of the ancient sword.

Punch to the flesh, like beating leather.

The wind was as strong as a knife, and the Maitreya messenger was frightened, weakening his divine power.

"He will spit it out for you."

The joints collided, and the Maitreya Messenger's neck bones were immediately broken.

The rammed earth-covered stone wall was chopped down with a knife, causing sparks to fly and the sound of bells and chimes to be silenced.

Gu Jian felt that every cell was reviving, and the hidden power gathered into a surging river, washing away the seven limbs and hundreds of bones.

"Boy, you are relying on the sharpness of the magic weapon. This is an evil way."

However, we have also forgotten the subordinate, "They quickly collected the corpses, treated the injured, and returned to the altar."

At the altar leader level, they are all small and powerful, how could they be willing to miss such a mediocre battle?

It hit the intact city wall on the other side, causing the front and back to collapse on the spot.

"Die!"

A weird smile appeared on my face, I held my cheek with my palm, and there was a crunching sound, and I weakly corrected it.

Woohoo!

"Bad stuff."

"Sword swallowing, fire escape, flying lotus, etc. are all our specialties."

Maitreya Messenger roared, causing Gu Jian's ears to buzz, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

"Come again!"

The seven people clung to one place, as if they were being fired from a cannonball, crashing through the air barrier, and rising up like smoke from the ground.

"Bai Bald, he chose the way to die, and it's you who is to blame."

The master of the Eight Gong altar is the most experienced, and he can reveal his origins at once.

If the Messenger of Maitreya wins, he will definitely return to kill us, so we should get out as soon as possible.

I am teasing the ancient sword, because with the sword, the opponent will be beaten to death by me.

With a peerless sword, you are not a strong chicken who can be tortured and killed.

Many people agreed with that suggestion. We fought for a long time, suffered heavy casualties, and went through many hardships.

Messenger Maitreya grabbed both hands of the ancient sword, grabbed a small fist with the other hand, and smashed it upwards like dirt.

"Dong dong dong!"

The body becomes larger, but the speed becomes faster. The slightest movement turns into an almost transparent afterimage.

That kind of thing is a sword for success and a sword for failure.

The ancient sword was thrust out with all its strength, like an iron plate, causing the arm to feel sore and numb.

It is a magic, a supernatural power, a power beyond the limits of mortals.

Boom!

"The followers of Bai Maitreya are good at using illusions, deceiving and deceiving people everywhere."

There was a sound of breaking through the sky, and the Maitreya messenger turned around, snatched up the ancient sword, and turned it around in a small circle.

The leaders of the eight altars looked at each other, where have they gone?

In the distance from Hangu Pass, the ground vibration stopped, as if a thousand earthen columns held by ten people were hitting the ground.

I strained my arms, intending to twist Zhong Sheng into a twist, but I was moved by the strong sword blade.

The eight leaders rushed to Hangu Pass with a few confidants. "Feng!"

Gu Jian took a deep breath and stopped moving his wrists, "I haven't tried to attack with all my strength for a long time."

The evil wind blew towards his face, and Zhong Sheng knew that the opponent was about to kill him.

The ancient sword punched Maitreya's messenger ten miles away and crashed into the wall of Hanguguan.

Boom, my fist sunk into my flesh, and severe pain shot out from my back.

Today, I finally got the opportunity.

"Hey!"

I asked my superiors for instructions, "While Maitreya's messenger is entangled, will you withdraw?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I opened my mouth and put Zhong Sheng into my mouth, swallowing it from the tip of the sword to the hilt.

The power within the body is like a sleeping dragon, growing stronger and smaller, waiting for the awakening star one day.
Chapter completed!