Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 292 I am the protagonist
The puppet sword struck the phantom of Xuanwu behind Zhao Wujiang.

"when!"

A long voice resounded like a loud bell, and the surrounding air trembled.

Wang Yuan also raised his spear and shot at Wang Cheng, and the sound of gold and iron colliding was heard.

The world in Zhao Wujiang's eyes turned gray in an instant, and two lights and shadows were tossing and turning not far away, they were Wang Cheng and Wang Yuan.

Qin Zheng in front of him is also shrouded in a halo at this moment, and there is a red and black causal line under his feet, spreading over.

Zhao Wujiang was taken aback for a moment, this causal line represented his blood feud with Qin Zheng.

When did I have such a cause and effect with this land god of the Qin family?He stared at Qin Zheng. At this moment, Qin Zheng was playing the piccolo, surrounded by the melodious and chilling sound of the flute.

Zhao Wujiang swept across the fleeing crowd without a trace, seeing that Wang Xi had already stepped out of the Wang clan's land, he was half relieved in his heart.

He whispered in his mouth: "Call the wind and rain, and scatter beans into soldiers!"

As if being summoned, the rain fell on the world in an instant.

The bean-sized rain poured down, Qin Zheng frowned, and the sound of the piccolo was covered by the pattering rain.

"I didn't expect that your attainment in the art of art is so deep." Qin Zheng put down the piccolo, and the rain kept falling from his cheeks and dripping down his chin in a line. He wiped the rainwater and said with a smile:

"I, I've heard of you, Zhao Wujiang.

Seeing you now, I realized that you really have a great relationship with Zhao Changyuan. Your eyebrows are so similar. You should be his heir, right? "

Zhao Wujiang was expressionless, with yin and yang floating in his eyes, the rain was pouring all around him, and the cold wind was like a knife. His heart was agitated. Zhao Changyuan, his father's name.

But the next moment, he felt his heartbeat suddenly speeding up, and an extremely dangerous feeling swept over his body.

Afterwards, he spurted out a mouthful of blood suddenly, as if he had been hit hard, a lot of his cultivation had been removed at this moment.

At some point, Qin Zheng took out a small drum the size of a palm, with a silver-white surface and a blood-red body.

He looked at Zhao Wujiang with a smile, and patted the snare drum lightly. The sound of the drum roared and trembled, in line with the rhythm of Zhao Wujiang's heartbeat at the moment.

He made a sinister move just now, which first broke Zhao Wujiang's mind, and then the sound of the drum broke in and defeated Zhao Wujiang.

The power of the land gods is already extraordinary.

"The person who killed Zhao Changyuan was sent by the old man. He is still delusional about retiring, what kind of shit doctor, ha ha." Qin Zheng shook his head and laughed, and the rhythm of beating the drum surface with his hands accelerated.

"Karma, cut!"

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were full of yin and yang, and he hummed angrily.

This is the causal skill that he was rewarded by the system in the territory of Kunlun.

The wind and rain poured down, and it turned into a heavenly knife with flowing water waves, and suddenly cut it down, cutting into the air between him and Qin Zheng.

Afterwards, Zhao Wujiang spat out another mouthful of blood, but the corner of his mouth was smiling at this moment, and the rain washed away his dark red blood-stained cheeks.

Qin Zheng frowned, and beat the drum suddenly, the sound of the drum was crisp and clear, but Zhao Wujiang was indifferent, his heart trembled, a Liuqin emerged in his hand, and he began to play.

The sound of the piano entered the ears, and it turned into a green light, shooting towards Zhao Wujiang.

"boom!"

The light penetrated Zhao Wujiang's body and penetrated the beams of the palace behind him.

With a bang, the palace collapsed, billowing smoke and dust in the rain, and then covered by the rain.

"You..." Qin Zheng couldn't believe it, why did his attack not work on Zhao Wujiang?
At the same time, a line of words appeared in Zhao Wujiang's yin and yang pupils.

[Congratulations to the host, get memory fragment X1
Remarks: The father who fell off the cliff]

Then a mysterious breath spread out from Zhao Wujiang's eyes and merged into his mind.

Memory surged, he shook his head violently, raised his hand to twitch the air beside him, and pulled out a long bronze sword. He pointed the blade at Qin Zheng obliquely, and said in a deep voice:

"You shouldn't have told me!

Originally, I just wanted to delay more time, but now, I want your life! "

Qin Zheng looked at the countless Zhao Wujiang whose aura suddenly rose, although he was vigilant in his heart, he still sneered:
"What about a land god who has just ascended to the first level, and is so powerful? What do you use to fight against the third-level god!"

"The word Xun calls for wind! The word Kan calls for rain!"

Behind Zhao Wujiang, the phantom of Xuanwu rising like the sky appeared, he ignored it, let out a roar, and the wind and rain whizzed around, whistling angrily: "When the wind calls the rain, the wind and rain become anger!"

The rain poured down, hovering in mid-air, and in one breath, it turned into a rain giant over a hundred feet high.

Behind Zhao Wujiang, the phantom of Qingtian Xuanwu spread out under the sky, and merged into this tangible giant of rain and rain, making him more solid, exuding an icy aura, as if to freeze everything in the world.

The ice-blue Tianyu Giant and Zhao Wujiang roared at the same time: "Rain God's Fury!"

"Roar! Hum"

The giant roared at Qin Zheng.

The trembling sound shook all directions, and the surrounding palaces and pavilions of Wang's family began to shatter.

Qin Zheng wanted to resist, but he was horrified to find that the invisible sound waves around him were urging rain waves to hit from all directions, and he had nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide.

"Bang" his left arm was overwhelmed, and it turned into blood mist first.

He was frightened and angry, and he chanted, "Gongshangjiao Zhengyu!"

Then his right arm slammed into the rain curtain in front of him, like hammering a Haotian drum.

"Boom!"

The sound waves broke through the rain curtain and scattered in all directions, and also broke part of the power of the sound waves from Zhao Wujiang's celestial technique "Rain God's Wrath".

"puff"

Qin Zheng suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, clutching the broken part of his left arm tightly, his breath was weak, his heart was terrified, and he kept murmuring:

"Why? Why are you so strong? You are not. You are only at the first level. Why, ah!"

Zhao Wujiang collapsed, knelt on one knee on the palace pavilion, and supported the beam with both hands to prevent himself from falling down. He took a sip, and spewed out a big mouthful of warm and bright red blood:
"You know a hammer, in history, every generation of peerless arrogance is the protagonist in that part of the book!
I, Zhao Wujiang, am the protagonist of this Tang history!

Do you know what a protagonist is? "

He laughed wildly, pressed his hands on the beam, and his body shot out like a cannonball.

"boom!"

He bumped directly into Qin Zheng, who was weak and breathless.

Then he rode on Qin Zheng, grabbed Qin Zheng's neck and shook violently: "What's the name of Dad's dad?
Dad's dad is called Grandpa!

Grandson, Zhao Changyuan is my father! "

The long bronze sword appeared in the air, held tightly by both hands, and suddenly thrust into the head of the third-rank land god Qin Zheng.

"boom!"

A huge force hit his chest, he flew upside down, and fell hard on the broken wall, with blood gushing out from his mouth and nose.

Wang Cheng's figure appeared next to Qin Zheng, his whole body was covered in blood, his beard and hair were disheveled, and he was holding Wang Yuan, who was breathing weakly, in his hand.

"Brother Zheng, you really let me down, you all let me down so much." Wang Cheng sighed and shook his head, and threw Wang Yuan down.

"You miss your elder brother too much." Wang Cheng sneered at Qin Zheng, then slowly walked towards Zhao Wujiang who was lying on the ruined wall, and sighed with a smile:

"Zhao family boy, you are so strong, tell me earlier, wouldn't it be good if the old man just betrothed Xi'er to you?
Well now, have you got your revenge?
Alas, if you can't use it for me, you should be damned!
Offend me, you have no way out! "

The rain continued to wash away, Zhao Wujiang's feet were already covered with blood, Xuanwu phantom slowly lifted him up, he stood up with difficulty, tilted his head, narrowed his eyes, and in the pupil of his left eye, a vortex of yin and yang was spinning rapidly.

Then he smiled weakly:
"I'm the protagonist, silly dog!"

(End of this chapter)