How did I Become Emperor?

Shock!

doubt!

The champion, Yan Tayue, was demented at the moment, and his face was full of suspicion, but there was not much panic.

What about magic soldiers?

Their physical body and law are extremely powerful, and the magic soldiers can only capture their minds for a breath.

Within this short breath, Lu Qian couldn't break the secret room, it was impossible to escape their palms, and he had to die!

Life and death were at a critical juncture. Lu Qian didn't make nonsense, grabbed the **** sword in front of his chest and yanked it out.

"System! Recycle!"

Huh!

The value of the chivalry increased by two thousand, and the value of the two thousand chivalry that had just been urged to the Soul Mirror four times was restored instantly.

Shen Gui Xuan Bing illustrated book slowly unfolded before his eyes.

"Hold the Zijin Dragon Fist!"

Lu Qian didn't have time to look at it. He suddenly stood up and moved his thoughts. The golden light on his left palm flashed, and a purple gold glove with a five-pronged golden dragon emerged.

Immediately, the shirt of the left arm burst, the muscles swelled and swelled, and instantly became a giant arm as thick as a leg.

The blue veins on the top are as thick as chopsticks, and the knots are as messy as they are terrifying.

In the sound of the dragon, the big golden fist of the clay pot slammed upward and blasted out, hitting the huge blood python mouth above his head.

A **** hissing erupted in the blood python, and a crack appeared.

Immediately after that, Lu Qian fought backhand, his left arm suddenly extended, and his fists smashed into the hands of the thousand magical figures.

boom.

The Scarlet Devil's technique is quite cracked.

Two beeps.

The French phase was shattered by the power of Longquan's crushing and extinction, and the painful mental shock made the champion Hou Yan Yan sober up, his face paled like snow instantly, and two blood spit out from his mouth.

But they endured the tearless inhuman pain, and their whole body of killing exploded, their faces were fierce, and they were urged to kill Lu Gange on the spot.

Suddenly, a golden light rune flew out of Lu Qian's eyebrow, suspended in midair, and burst into dazzling golden light.

The law of Huantai Palace conforms to the law! Frighten your soul!

The champion, Yan Tayue, their eyes were instantly dismissed, and they became empty.

This is one of Lu Gan's back-ends.

Please use the palace to plant the Fa phase on your body. Lu Qian senses the danger of life and death, which can be directly stimulated and hold back for ten breaths.

At the same time, the Huantai Palace, who was outside, felt something and rushed in to save people.

Kill him while he is ill!

Lu Gan didn't hesitate, reached out and grabbed the eyebrow, and caught a black light.

Then there was a flash of black light in the palm of his hand, and it turned into a boxy ... black brick.

This is one of the seventy-two magic soldiers, verdict!

Second move!

Lu Gan was so cold that he grasped the black brick, stepped forward, and shot it directly.

boom.

The black brick was shot fiercely on the face of the champion Hou, and a red brick stamp was shot directly.

"what!"

The champion screamed in pain and screams, but he felt like he was full of blood, as well as three souls and seven souls. They all seemed to be scattered by this brick.

That blood python phase burst and shattered, turning into a little bit of blood, and blurring away.

Fa phase, dispersed!

When the champion Hou Nian got together, he immediately pinched the French seal and roared, "Boy! You're looking for death ..."

"There is so much nonsense! Eat me a brick and talk!"

However, before his blood burst, a dark shadow quickly zoomed into his eyes.

Bumping, Lu Gan slammed another brick on his forehead fiercely, and issued a loud bang when it rang.

"Well!"

Another groan, the champion Hou only felt his head buzzing, leaving only a blank head.

The whole person feels drunk, shakes, and takes a few steps backwards.

Dangdang! Dangdang! Dangdang, Dangdang!

Lu Qian's lips were tight, his eyes were cold, and the black bricks in his hands were like squalls, covering his face with a split head, and slappingly on the champion's face.

After a while, the champion Hou was beaten and screamed, stepped back, and finally fell to the corner.

Within three breaths, he patted his face with hundreds of bricks. The entire face instantly became blue and swollen, like a pig's head.

Presumably his mother died and was not recognizable.

Snapped.

Was trembling, suddenly a slight sound from the black brick, cracks surfaced.

The ruling broke, and it also completely lost the role of dispersing the spirit.

"Boy, you're not dead this time ..."

The champion Hou Qing opened an eye slit between his swollen face, gritted his teeth, and made a sound of rattling with his blood. He had to condense and play a destructive move to kill Lu Qian into slag.

But before he finished speaking, he murmured.

With no expression on his face, Lu Qian stabbed the **** sword held in his right hand, swiftly thundering, penetrating directly through the chest of the champion, penetrating from his back, and sinking deeply into the stone wall.

"you……"

The champion Hou's eyes immediately stared to a great extent, looking down at his chest to reveal the **** sword with a short blade, a scare in the blood of scarlet cymbals.

He knew the horror of the **** sword.

Now, his blood is scattered, and he is sucked by the blood-drenched sword. I am afraid that his hundreds of years of cultivation, half martial arts, will be wiped out in an instant, and he will pay as much as possible.

"Do not!"

The champion Hou roared in horror, grabbed Lu Qian's hand with both hands, and pulled out the **** sword.

"Your physical body has been taken so many times, your blood is broken, your bones are broken, and the immortal golden body has long been broken! Now you are an ordinary person."

Lu Qian stood in front of him, standing high, and determined to kill!

As soon as the voice fell, push hard with your right hand.

There was a muffled sound, and the **** sword slammed forward, slamming in deeply, leaving only a black hilt on the chest of the champion.

"Drinking Blood Sword, you are returned!"

Lu Gan coldly spit out six words.

"..." The champion Hou trembled as if thundered, his eyes burst out, and he looked down at the hilt of the sword unbelievably.

The next moment, bloodshots appeared on his face, around his neck, and on the back of his hands. It was densely packed, blasting, blood rushing to the **** sword in the middle of his chest.

The **** sword radiates a glamorous red light, and the blood-like texture reappears, and begins to madly extract the flesh and blood of the champion Hou.

This is a magic sword, extremely bloodthirsty, whether or not the blood comes from its owner.

In the blink of an eye, the champion Hou seemed to be leaking, and his body dried up at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Feeling the weakness of the limbs, the cramps of cramps and cramps came to my heart, and finally the face of the champion Hou had fear.

This powerful existence that has fought for many years on the battlefield, I do n’t know how many life and death dangers he has experienced, and he has killed the invincible war **** of Gui Luo Kingdom alone, begging for mercy, now he is afraid.

He looked up, his eyes regretted: "Lu Gan, let me go, I tell you the mystery of Jiu Chan's resurrection without dying out of the golden body!"

"Sorry, I'm not rare. In addition, I have always been fair, you plug me in a sword, and I return you three swords!"

After Lu Qian said coldly, he pulled out the sword handle on his waist, and the sword light was like a shooting star, stabbing at the champion Hou Meixin.

The champion Hou Meixin coagulated a little blood, his eyes stared, his head crooked.

died.

Lu Qian was still not assured, the meteor sword stabbed again in his hand, and he stabbed a red bloodline in the throat of the champion.

Behead directly!

Later, Lu Qian inserted the sword into the sheath, and without turning his head, turned around and flashed to the side of Xing Lao Dao. He took out a blood bodhi and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

boom.

At this time, the door of the fine iron was blasted open.

Huantai Palace, with its black face, stepped in and saw Lu Qian being safe and sound, suddenly relieved.

Behind him, follow the three Feiting Realms silver armor to catch fast.

"Drinking blood sword!"

He looked around and instantly recognized the **** sword, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "Who is this unrecognizable pig?"

"Dayou, champion."

Lu Gan coldly spit out five words.

"what?"

Huantai Palace was shocked, terrified on the spot.

Without any hesitation, he turned to catch the three silver armors and said, "Hurry up! Send a signal, and let the masters who are calming the justice scene come here quickly!"

"Yes!"

The three arched out of the back room.

Buzz.

The blood-drenching sword trembled lightly, giving off a dazzling dazzling blood glow, thick and dense, generally ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ flooded the entire room.

Immediately, a strange scene appeared.

In this blood light, a little bit of golden light emerged, grew up, and turned into golden magpies, huddled down and down, and finally aligned in the air, forming a golden script, trembling slightly, emitting a burst of golden light.

In a short time, Lu Qian and Huantai Palace felt a fierce, bloody, tragic, and overbearing breath, which emanated from this gold script.

"Illustrated book of ghosts and soldiers!"

Lu Qian was suspicious in his heart, and he drew a picture book directly.

Alas.

A scroll of gold rim and white background stretched out in front of him, with four magic soldier patterns printed on it.

Zijin Longquan, Qianhun Mirror, Drinking Blood Sword, Little White Tiger.

The introduction of that little white tiger? ? ? .

As soon as Lu Qian's thoughts moved, the blood sword pattern flashed, and a text introduction emerged.

Blood-drinking sword: Madam Xu, the sword-sword-maker, has spent all his life on the magic sword made by the extraterrestrial nucleus and a demon blood killing idea. The sword will drink blood and can absorb human blood and condense blood. If the martial arts sacrificed by the martial arts of half step martial arts sacrifices, you can force out the hidden skills and magic of blood drinking in the magic sword.

Chivalrous value consumption: Eight hundred chivalrous value once.

Ding.

There was a crisp sound, and the system prompt sounded: "Is the heavenly order magic power, blood drinking magic power found, is it included?"

"Included!"

Lu Qian nodded immediately.

Immediately, a wave of intangible waves swept over the floating gold script in midair.

"Ding! You got the Heavenly Order Magic Skill" Blood Drinking Magic Skill! "

Blood Drinking Magic Gong: Madam Xu's self-made Heavenly Order Divine Gong. The less blood, the greater the power of the outbreak of moves. At the same time, it can absorb the enemies' blood and blood to recover their own body.

It can consume 6,000 points of chivalry value and practice directly.

At this time, the shocked voice of Huantai Palace came:

"You, kill the champion?"