Invincible little uncle

Chapter 54
This is the longest night. At the end of the morning, the black light is mixed and chaotic, and the deep winter mist gradually rises, sweeping across the ground like cold air, and drowning people's legs.

The sky is gray.

But this gray color suddenly vibrated, Xia Jiejie only felt her big buttocks bouncing, so she said in shock: "Brother Huang, there was an earthquake."

The emperor didn't bother to talk to her, it wasn't a conversation on the same channel, no matter how much she said, it would be nonsense.

However, Bai Lian's cadres gave a wink, Bai Ling jumped forward, and was about to touch the emperor's acupoints, a quick decision is the only way, but another person led more than ten Bai Lian disciples, and headed towards the voice. Leaning in the direction they came from, using the opening of the alleyway as a concealment, half of his face was poked out, and he looked into the distance.

Nothing at all.

In the gray mist, there suddenly flashed a roar like a crack.

Like a bolt of electricity on the eve of dawn.

The electric light exploded, pierced through Tianxin, and caused the gray mist to roll like a vortex, and Yun Xi, who just turned on, opened his eyes like a god, revealing a line of cold gold.

boom! !

A Fang Tian painted halberd shot obliquely from a distance without knowing when, it was inserted into the hard stone slab, and it also blocked Bai Ling's flashing figure. Take two steps.

The long halberd seems to be the boundary of the land, which means that this place is not accessible.

Who is this? !
The power of a halberd can be so powerful?

The cadres of Bailian are also full of doubts, because Da Zhou and the others have studied for more than 50 years, and they have never had such a master with a halberd.

Is this master a new enshrinement?
Or a passing master?
But in this Jianghu, even the military of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it seems that there is no one who can use Fang Tian's painted halberd to achieve this level.

Weapons that combine strength and dexterity are in great demand, extremely difficult to learn, and even more difficult to master. Who would take such pains to learn such weapons?

The lack of technique is another reason.

The mainstream is to use the sword, followed by the spear, while the sword is mainly used for killing, and most of them are used by demons. Fang Tian's painted halberds are mostly used as decorations for ceremonial guards, and have become traces of history. It's all about the overlord.

However, such a weapon appeared in front of them.

Inserted on the ground, it became an impassable boundary.

The earth is shaking.

The buildings on both sides of the street were shaking.

There is no need to look any further, because the visitor has no secrets.

Everyone looked up, and saw in the thin line of light in the east, a figure that was not considered tall was like a dragon, and it was tens of meters away with one step. Fang Tian painted the end of the halberd on the ground.

As soon as he stepped on it, the long halberd spun fiercely, making a terrifying "whooping" sound. He reached into the cold light like a silver plate, grabbed it firmly, and Fang Tian's painting halberd fell instantly.

All movement has become a stillness.

He holds the halberd, all the stillness seems to contain all the movement and all the possibilities.

And his face is so young.

It's just that the momentum is like a tiger swallowing thousands of miles, which makes people dare not act rashly.

Wuhua's face hidden under the bamboo hat was stunned, because he seemed to know the person in front of him. Four years ago, he said goodbye to Luluo Temple.

"Xiao Guang?!" Xia Jiejie couldn't hide the surprise in her voice.

A strange color flashed in the emperor's eyes, but he made a decision after a while: "Xia Guang, kill the person who looks the same as me first! Leave me alone.

Then remember to support the eldest son of the emperor to succeed to the throne! "

He reckoned that although this little emperor had great power and talent, he had learned a lot during the six months in Zongdong Pavilion, but this group of Bailian old women were just like him, playing tricks, I'm used to playing tricks, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape, but I have to cut them off first.

His own life and death are unpredictable, at least he can't let them steal the country, so even if he dies, he will be worthy of the ancestors of the old Xia family.

But Xia Jiejie made a sound, and said joyfully, "Xiao Guang, I'm here, brother, why are you pinching me?"

Xia Zhi frowned, with a disgusted expression on his face, he pinched her cheeks with his right hand, "Shut up!"

Holding Fang Tian's painting halberd in one hand, Xia Guang observed the situation very quickly.

The royal family was wiped out, and there seemed to be a traitor. Looking at the appearance of Huang Jie, even after four or five years, except for her growth, she has become fatter, taller and more beautiful, and the rest has not changed.

There was no injury on his body, and his face was not weak. Except for some dust on the scary dark golden robe, there was no other change. It was probably defeated by someone with a single move.

This situation is really one-sided, looking at Xia Zhi's expression of bitterness and hatred, I am afraid that he has something to do with Huang Jie.

There's nothing to talk about.
But Bai Ling suddenly smiled and applauded: "I heard that the little prince was born with supernatural powers, but seeing him now, he is really extraordinary. Since we are both people in the Jianghu, you and I will do the affairs of the Jianghu."

The sky is getting brighter, Xia Guang is not in a hurry, it should be Bai Lian who is in a hurry, if not for worrying about the harm of these two burdens, Xia Guang would have rushed out a long time ago, now that the woman wrapped in a white lotus robe is willing to fight with him He continued, "How do you do things in the world?"

Bai Ling glanced at Wang Wuliu, the Holy Envoy of Zilian, who was on the opposite side, and then looked piously, looked at the little prince in front of him and smiled: "You and I will fight fairly, one-on-one, if you win, you can take away one person." , and if you want to take both of them away, then you will never die, how about it?"

Xia Guang pondered for a while, and then slowly said: "Yes."

Bai Ling's previous battles had always been the finale, and it was an unimaginable move to capture Hei Tianzi, so he didn't really consume his strength. At this time, he just rolled his right palm and made a pinch seal. When he stood up straight, he was like a budding white lotus, rushing towards the figure holding Fang Tian's painted halberd.

There is no lotus leaf, and the palm is the lotus.

In this pose, there is only one palm, no backhand, and no changing moves.

But once it is attacked, it is like a big clapping of the gods, destroying the living beings with one palm, and naturally there is no life.

Only by giving up life in the world of mortals can we enter the eternal hometown of heaven.

Bai Ling's pupils are pure, she has practiced this pose to perfection, and her heart and nature are in harmony.

In the eyes of everyone, this saintess's white clothes fluttered, as if a huge phantom of a god loomed. Her palms did not seem to kill people, but to bestow liberation.

She believed, so there was no evil spirit in the palm of her hand, which made the opponent even confused, and even the weak-willed gave up resistance directly, waiting for this gift to come.

Simultaneously.

Another surprise.

Behind.

The throwing knife that Wang Wuliu had been brewing for a long time in his sleeve was thrown out suddenly, a white light flashed that was sure to hit, and the end of the light was the back of the little prince's head.

Bai Lian only wanted a quick victory.

And although I don't know what kind of adventure the little prince of the Great Zhou had, but just the posture of his appearance, people can't underestimate it at all.

But the most stupid thing about a young man's heart is to believe in fairness.

Play fair.

Tournament is fair.

It is agreed that one is one, and two is two.

Therefore, in an instant, Bai Ling and Wang Wuliu reached a consensus.

Bai Ling made a frontal attack, while Wang Wuliu sneaked up behind him.

In front of him is a palm of Wusheng that shakes the mind as if a god descended.

Behind it is a flying knife like flying light, which is a lie.

At this moment, the onlooker Tianzi felt his heart ache, his iron-gray face was full of despair, Xia Jiejie hurriedly prepared to shout "be careful", the Bailian believers had calm smiles on their faces, and mocked that maybe it was another The fall of genius in the greenhouse.

There is no hope.

Because no one can imagine how to deal with this little prince who should be an ignorant little prince.

He seemed to focus on that palm.

But there is a throwing knife behind him!

Bai Ling and Wang Wuliu are both outstanding figures on the hero list, not to mention at this time, those 50 years of brewing, 50 years of planning, and 50 years of heavy responsibilities make both of them unreserved!

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

At this instant, Bai Ling's palm and Wang Wuliu's throwing knife had already erupted with their strongest power!
No one knew how the figure holding Fang Tian's painting halberd should respond.

How to survive.

If it is dead, everything is just a joke.

To be alive is to be a genius.

But it was impossible for him to live.

A trace of regret flashed in Wuhua's eyes, he obviously remembered the side face of a child smiling with flowers on a bright afternoon many years ago.

But in the next moment, his regretful expression froze and froze.

Because Xia Guang moved.

Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, which can break thousands of troops, also moved.

With this movement, it was like a god descending to earth, and all things surrendered!

(End of this chapter)