impossible!

How could a mere mortal master such power?

Yuan Futong is also a Qi practitioner. Although he has not become an immortal, he can still feel the power of an immortal cultivator.

He couldn't feel any immortal energy from Zi Shou!

This is not the power of a cultivator!

This is purely physical power!

puff……

Yuan Futong finally couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. He was struggling to stand up and escape when he suddenly saw a war horse leaping towards him!

On the war horse is a fat general, four feet tall, wearing armor with a dragon totem with wings engraved on it!

Bei Bohou!

Yuan Futong's eyes narrowed, and before he could say surrender, he heard an angry shout and slashed with a bronze sword!

He only felt the world spinning and his headless body spurting blood in front of his eyes.

Before losing consciousness, I only heard two sentences.

"Rebel Yuan Futong is crowned!"

"Why don't you surrender quickly!"

Holy boy...

This is different from what you said!

Is this my chance?

Before his death, Yuan Futong looked into the depths of the army and refused to close his eyes.

Beihai rebel leader Yuan Futong dies!

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Chapter completed!