The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 909: Seal

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"A hundred miles of latitude and longitude!"

The eyelids jumped fiercely, and Shangguan Feixiong shouted in his throat for a long while, roaring like a beast in the mountain, his eyes full of naked hatred. Turning his head and glanced at the three consecrations in the distance who were glued to Dan Qingsheng, and then at the tribe behind him who blocked the pursuit of soldiers, Shangguan Feixiong's complexion sank, and finally he stared at the Baili Jingwei in front of him again. There were hundreds of master guards behind him, his eyes narrowed, and he thought to himself.

At this moment, if there is still a stalemate with the opponent, the number of oneself and others is not dominant, and sooner or later will die. With the current plan, the only chance of winning is...

Suddenly, Shangguan Feixiong's eyes flashed, and with a roar, he waved his hand fiercely and rushed forward with a heavy injury. The goal was directed at Baili Jingwei: "Capture the thief first, capture the king, take the Only after a hundred miles of longitude and latitude, we have a way to survive, go up!"

Roar!

A loud roar sounded, and the rest of the people were full of excitement. Following the heroic posture of the Patriarch, they charged forward.

Whhhhhhh...

A group of vigorous figures flashed by, watching the surging force of Shangguan’s house, and Baili Jingwei immediately surrounded a group of powerful Guiyuan masters and held them firmly. Among the guards, his complexion was calm, fearless, and he didn't even look at the dying Shangguan masters on the other side!

"Ha ha ha... Catch the thieves first, the king is a good decision. But unfortunately, do you have that strength now?"

The corners of the mouth are drawn with an evil arc, and hundreds of miles of longitude and latitude stand quietly on the spot, the ancient well does not wave, without any fear, watching the fierce and evil rushing on the opposite side, feeling at ease, as if everything has been mastered. In his hand, he shook his arms lightly and laughed slyly: "Go!"

"Yes!"

With a loud shout, the masters on the side of the latitude and longitude also rushed up, leaving only 20 or 30 guards by the side.

In a short time, the two parties finally entered a full-scale war in a real way. The sound of killing, wailing, and heart-piercing sound was immediately endless.

Under this closed enchantment, the battlefield is also divided into three places, the strong battle between Dongzhou Sanyunjian and Dan Qingsheng, the interception battle between the hundred masters of the Shangguan family and the chasing soldiers behind them, and the patron of the Shangguan family. Shangguan Feixiong personally led the assault warfare towards Baili Jingwei. Suddenly, there was a lot of noise on the battlefield, and it was like Shura hell, killing one piece.

On the three battlefields, the Shangguan family was divided into three forces. It was difficult to maintain cooperation, and they were calculated by hundreds of miles of latitude and longitude, and the two sides were flanked by the two sides, but it was the most dangerous situation in the art of war.

It can be said that the only chance of victory for the Shangguan family lies in the successful assault of Shangguan Feixiong and his party. After winning a hundred miles of latitude and longitude, they can gain vitality with the hostages in their hands.

Unfortunately, this road is also desperate. Not to mention that the prime minister's guards that far surpassed them and their strengths intercepted them. Even if they suddenly passed, there were still twenty masters protecting him. It was completely impossible to take him down!

This game, no matter what, is destined to be a dead end, but in this mortal game, people's survival instinct still hopes to open a way of life that does not exist.

This is probably a master of Shangguan family, the last obsession...

Slap!

With a soft sound, the two guards brought in a carved rosewood chair and eight immortal table from nowhere, right in front of Baili Jingwei, and a pot of fragrant tea was gently presented.

One hundred miles of latitude and longitude waved his sleeves, sat down quietly, and then arrogantly tasted the fragrant tea, watching the blood in front of him flow into a river, listening to the wailing and screaming in his ears, there was a leisurely and contented look on his face.

In this way, most of the Shangguan masters were wiped out and suffered heavy damage, and it was difficult to support the situation in Dongzhou. The day when Dongzhou will be wiped out can be expected, but...

Suddenly, Baili Jingwei frowned suddenly, looking at this noisy battlefield, but an inexplicable uneasiness arose in his heart, but where did this uneasiness come from, it made him feel puzzled. .

Everything is going well, but why do I think something is wrong?

Brows trembled lightly, Baili Jingwei looked calm on the surface, but he was a little hesitated and uneasy inside. Moreover, he still doesn't know the cause of this panic.

This has never happened in his life planning career...

On the other hand, near the Langhuan Water Pavilion, ten master guards from the Soul Fusion Realm are patrolling back and forth. Listening to the shouts coming from far away, they were also grateful that they were able to get such a leisurely beauty without any worry about their lives.

It's a pity that the smiles at the corners of their mouths haven't turned up yet, and the danger has already knocked on the door!

Shoo!

A burst of air sounded, and a black shadow suddenly fell in front of them. Unconsciously, everyone looked forward and yelled: "Who?"

"It's me!"

Puffing heavily, Zhuo Fan showed his panicked cheeks in the light of the moonlight.

Unexpectedly, everyone was taken aback: "Master Gu? Why are you here?"

"No way, the manpower is not enough, I'll pass the order for Master Sword King!" Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Fan looked in shock, pointing to the war chaos in the distance, and said with dread: "I heard the front Is there any movement? The thief is much stronger than we thought. Lord Sword King has an order, let you all help, and..."

Speaking, Zhuo Fan looked around mysteriously, and beckoned to them in a hurry.

I couldn't help but stunned, the ten people were all unknown, so he doubted: "There are so many strong Guiyuan people in the palace. We are just the soul-fusion realm. What do we want to do?"

"That's why I asked you to come over and tell you secretly, the prince's secret order!"

Gazed at them fiercely, Zhuo Fan's eyes became more anxious, and he sternly waved his hands: "The enemy is strong, and the sword king wants to reduce losses and outwit the enemy generals. It is not for you to do desperate work. What are you afraid of?"

The eyes are still full of suspicion, and everyone is slanderous. The people in the palace are not dead. How can an alchemist who has just entered the palace spread the letter?

However, looking at Zhuo Fan's eager complexion, and then at his cultivation level, which is beyond the realm of God's Illumination, everyone was relieved and let go of their vigilance. What kind of moth can such a cultivator produce, in case he really spreads the letter? If you miss the Sword King's event, don't you lose your head?

Anyway, after he has said the content of the message, it will not be too late for us to distinguish the true from the false!

Thinking about this, the ten people looked at each other, all of them involuntarily surrounded Zhuo Fan.

"Yes, yes, come here, this is the prince's secret order, don't let others overheard!" Zhuo Fan was still beckoning, urging, but the corners of his mouth curled up. The arc of evil.

When the ten guards all centered on him, they surrounded him, staring at him blankly. When he waited for his order, he just grinned and faintly said: "The sword king orders, you all... Go to hell!"

Huh!

The black light suddenly appeared, Zhuo Fan was independent on one foot, and he turned around in an instant, and the guards of the palace shook their bodies together, their eyes were dumbfounded, and they looked at Zhuo Fan in disbelief, and then they crooked and faced each other. After falling down.

It's just that the only thing that fell down was their upper body, and their lower body remained as before, standing quietly in the cold wind. In Zhuo Fan's hand, the black sword light, a flash, was already put away, and then without even looking at them, Zhuo Fan walked out of this circle.

Only the rows of amputated feet remained, still blowing in the wind, gradually stiffening!

"In this way, you can seal this place without knowing it, Heaven and Earth Wind Cave!"

Looking at this strange water pavilion deeply, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but chuckle, and walked forward, his eyes showed the dawn of victory!

Ding!

However, at this moment, a soft groan sounded. It was still the scarlet sword light, or the cold murderous aura, which rose again from the water pavilion and approached Zhuo Fan. .

The pupils couldn't help but shrink, Zhuo Fan couldn't help being horrified, and his heart was astonished.

Your grandmother, knowing that Shangguan's family came to grab the soaring sword, Shangguan Feiyun didn't keep the sword, and put it here waiting for someone to take it. What is he going to do?

Or, he just believes in the calculation of Baili Jingwei, thinking that it is still safe to put it here?

I sighed helplessly, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, and then in his right pupil, seven golden halos suddenly lit up, sending out strange waves.

And the sharp sword that rushed towards Zhuo Fan, suddenly felt the fluctuations in this space, but the sword could not stop shaking, and stopped suddenly. As if afraid of something, she couldn't help shaking.

The corner of his mouth turned slightly, and Zhuo Fan suddenly showed a ridiculous smile: "Although Lao Tzu's goal today is not on you, it is too much trouble for you to interfere with you. Let me take some time to get rid of you. Holy soldier, soaring sword!"

Om!

Zhuo Fan’s words were full of evil smiles and coldness, and as his voice fell, the surrounding space vibrated violently, and even the entire surrounding void was shifting uncontrollably, pressing towards the skyward sword. Come.

The strong pressure caused the arrogant holy soldier to tremble slightly, and then turned around without turning his head back, and fled to the depths of the water pavilion.

Your sister, who is this kid, how could this trick? Isn’t he one of those brutes, how could he...

At this time, the soaring sword's heart was collapsed, and even the red glow on his body was constantly falling apart. There was no previous sharpness and strength, which was obviously frightening.

But even so, Zhuo Fan is obviously unwilling to let it go. Who knows if it will come out to make trouble again?

"Kongming God pupil seventh stage, empty seal!"

With a loud shout, the seven golden halos in Zhuo Fan's eyes are more prosperous. Immediately afterwards, the surrounding space was suddenly pressed down. From all directions, overwhelmingly pressed onto the soaring sword.

Wuder, the soaring sword lags for a while, but it can't move anymore, it just floats on the top of the void with a tremor. She flinched and even wailed, as if begging for mercy.

Ignoring it at all, Zhuo Fan still kept his hands, but in the end, after hearing a light pop, the power of the surrounding space was completely pressed into the soaring sword.

Squeak!

The sword body stagnated, and the sword finally stopped trembling, stopped moving, and then fell to the ground with a clatter. There was no aura at all.

This sword, the Sixth-Rank Saint Soldier, and the Dongzhou Excalibur, has been completely sealed, and no longer has the power of the Excalibur...