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Chapter 213 Lost

Chapter 213: Invincible

Bang!bang!bang…!

The purple-black Qilin Banner suddenly started to stir, and the gust of strong wind arose as it surged. The black Qilin Banner kept flying up and down, and suddenly tightened and suddenly stimulated, as if a very large viper was breathing.

"Wow...haha..." Dongfang Zijie suddenly laughed, and his hand holding the Qilin Banner suddenly tightened. With a wave of his hand, the Qilin Banner was frantically irritated again, "Old Situ, you forced me!"

Situ Hong's face tightened, and the unprecedented sense of oppression suddenly hit his heart. He didn't know how capable the Qilin Banner was, and he was even more confident if he could deal with it.

The love in his hand suddenly unfolded, and the cold green light of half a month suddenly shot out. Situ Hong was playing with the fan weighing more than 80 pounds in his hand.

Dongfang Zijie laughed wildly, and the Qilin Banner in his hand was trembling like him. Looking at Situ Hong opposite him, he smiled and said, "Old Situ, the Qilin Banner is not as simple as you imagined. Since it is one of the nine-nine soul-catching soul-catching, just from the name, you should also know its general secret, soul-catching, soul-catching, what is soul-catching? I, Dongfang Zijie, will let you see it today...!"

The laughter came to an abrupt end, and Dongfang Zijie suddenly changed his gestures, and the speed was extremely fast-

In just two seconds, Dongfang Zijie reached out and shook his hand and shouted: "Shock..."

"Oops!"

It was not until this time that Situ Hong felt very bad. The Qilin Banner was one of the nine-nine soul-taking souls, which can be regarded as an eternal divine weapon. Judging from the name, it can be seen with just one soul-taking soul-taking.

Whether practicing ancient martial arts or other things, most of them are inseparable from cultivating the mind and spirit. Although the soul is illusory, the mind and spirit are all possessed by everyone, but there are only differences between strength and weakness! If the mind and spirit are shocked, what about the person themselves?

As if he woke up in his dream, Situ Hong, who reacted, quickly retreated. He didn't know what would happen next, but his instinctive reaction told him that he would definitely be done if he didn't retreat!

"It's late..." Dongfang Zijie shouted softly, and before he could finish his shout, the crazy explosion suddenly rang out-

He doesn't have this ability, and the only one who causes the blame is the Qilin Banner!

Just as Situ Hong retired, the Qilin Banner was like a field frog that had taken a big breath. The entire black banner slowly bulged up, tight and compressed rapidly, and the compression only brought about a burst of explosions.

Boom! Boom! Boom…!

The number of explosions cannot be counted at all. It is covered again and again, and the explosions are everywhere.

A grenade was thrown out but it exploded a dozen meters in a radius of several meters. After it was blown up countless gravels, tight and smoke filled with smoke. The explosion of the Kirin Banner was like a wave, hitting one wave after another, and one wave covering one wave, and it also attacked Situ Hong with a targeted nature.

Situ Hong was unable to escape. When the first wave came, he was already hit and suddenly lost his balance. He threw his body back and flew away.

"Grandpa..." Situ Bing stood aside and saw this scene, and was immediately shocked and shouted!

Huh!

Situ Hong suddenly flipped over the air, and his body, which had originally fallen freely, swelled two times and fell behind.

He landed his feet on the ground, and then staggered and took a few steps back!

Puff!

A mouthful of blood sprayed out like mist!

His eyes were dull and blood was overflowing with the corners of his mouth. At this moment, Situ Hong's ears began to slowly seep out of blood...

"Good boy, if I hadn't used my love to block the frontal attack, I would have probably not be able to stand up!" Situ Hong was secretly shocked, his ears buzzed, and he subconsciously reached out to touch him. After seeing it, he felt even more shocked!

"It turns out that there are two brushes, and they can still be stable in this way. They are worthy of being the head of the Situ family!" Dongfang Zijie was a little disappointed when he saw that the old Situ spitting blood and the corners of his ears spilled.

Just as he was forgetting his god, he felt sick in his throat. Dongfang Zijie couldn't help but vomit, puff... like Situ Hong, he also spitted blood in his mouth.

His head was dizzy, and even if he thought about something, he would feel that his head was about to explode. Situ Hongjian, the boy from the distance, also spat blood. He smiled and said in his heart: "It seems that he can't use this trick many times..."

He thought in his heart that there was still a chance, but his body was uncontrollable, and his brain's reaction became dull, shaking, as if the center of gravity was unstable. Situ Hong was about to fall to the ground when he saw it.

Situ Bing rushed up and saw that his grandfather was about to fall to the ground. She held Situ Hong steadily from behind and asked worriedly: "Grandpa, are you okay?" At this time, she also saw the bloodshots that were overflowing from her grandfather's ears.

She herself was not much, and the heavy knife was toxic. Although she didn't know what poison or when the toxicity occurred, she felt a little weakened.

After shook his head, Situ Hong tried to wake himself up. Seeing that the 'grandson' supported him, he smiled and said, "It's okay, what can I do with your grandfather? Don't worry, Ang!"

Swish! Swish!

The Qilin Banner shook and suddenly attacked Situ Hong—

Situ Bing was shocked and at a loss, and exclaimed: "Grandpa, be careful..."

Situ Bing couldn't react, Situ Hong was already injured and was even more powerless to fight back. The Qilin Banner suddenly rolled up, swishing! swishing...! After a few shocks, he tightly wrapped around Wanqing, and then suddenly pulled him back.

Situ Hong seemed to be drunk, and he didn't catch his inheritance. Situ Bingxin said it was so dangerous. It turned out that the other party was just snatching weapons. She didn't know the status of Wanqing in Situ Hong's mind. If Situ Hong was asked to choose, he would rather not have his own life than let others take Wanqing away!

Although Dongfang Zijie didn't know the power of the Qilin Banner after using that move, he didn't die after Situ Hong was hit. He felt something was strange. After thinking about it carefully, he could only attribute all the reasons to that love.

After all, Wanqing is a inheritance of the Situ family. Although no one knows how to use it, it must be extraordinary.

Seeing that Situ Hongzhong was confused after his own move, Dongfang Zijie immediately developed the intention of "snatching troops".

Once Wanqing was obtained, Dongfang Zijie reached out and grabbed it, and a heavy force suddenly passed to his arms. Dongfang Zijie finally grasped Wanqing steadily, and he was even more shocked: "So heavy..."

If it weren't for the sinking, Situ Hong wouldn't have been so hard to play. Even if he was polished, he would probably have tortured Dongfang Zijie to death.

A figure flashed by and stood silently beside Situ Hong and Situ Bing.

"Bingbing, take your grandpa to the side." The visitor didn't say much, and then he ordered Situ Bing, and then approached Dongfang Zijie step by step calmly and forcefully.

This man is about 1.75 meters tall, with a short gray-white buzz cut, and his hair like a needle thorn straight into the sky. His face is not shocked. Although he has a few wrinkles, it is not very obvious. His sturdy figure and a gray Zhongshan suit give people the overall feeling like a thousand-year-old pine. Although he is old, his whole body is full of majestic momentum, and the invisible pressure spreads.

A master of the innate realm!

If he does not exude his own aura, he will definitely be the same as an ordinary person at any stop. But once he exudes his own aura, it will be like a thunder cloud pressing down on him. Ordinary people will definitely not be able to withstand that kind of shock.

Dongfang Zijie wrapped the black unicorn in one hand and the heavy Wanqing in the other hand, looking at the old man who was slowly approaching him in a little startled.

The old man's aura naturally dissipated, and Dongfang Zijie was forced to take two steps back!

The gap in realm is obvious, one is the innate realm, and the other is about to enter the innate realm. Although it is only a line of difference, the only difference seems to be the gap between an adult and a kid who drinks milk.

Just in terms of his own ability, the old man can kill Dongfang Zijie with a wave of his hand. But at this time, no one will talk about any ability, and do all means. As long as he can snipe the other party, that is the bottom line.

When the pressure suddenly arises, it is also the time when Dongfang Zijie decides not to hold back. He knows that if he delays, he will not only fail to plan to lose his life, but he will not even be able to leave here alive.

It was not convenient to cast spells with Wanqing in one hand. He swung his hand and the Qilin Banner directly attacked the old man. In an instant, the golden light was made, and countless white blades were shot at the old man with the Qilin Banner.

The old man struggled with both hands—

The two black hands were tightly wrapped by a strange object. In the bright basketball hall, a pair of black hands like ghost claws, a black banner like a poisonous snake, and countless extremely thin blades with white light suddenly intersected!

Ding! Ding! Ding...!

The white lights of falling light were all swept to the ground, and the sound of iron colliding became clearer as they intersected again and again.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The old man stretched out his hand and quickly wrapped his left arm around the Qilin Banner like a winding old vine. The Qilin Banner climbed upwards and wrapped it unscrupulously towards the old man's body.

Wow! Wow...!

Suddenly, a black object that was like a kirin banner rushed from the other side to the two of them. The speed was so fast mixed with the cold wind that made people feel chilled!

Inside the huge black 'silk cocoon', Li Feng stood there quietly with his arms around Nongwu. Although it was pitch black inside, neither Li Feng nor Nongwu was hurt. "Haha, another one appeared, and it was actually a woman!" Li Feng said with a smile.

It was just a broken banner. If Li Feng had not been captured voluntarily, no one would have been able to get him into it.

At first he felt the other party's intention, which was due to the fact that he was captured before Nongwu. He himself changed strangely, and now something he had never known before appeared in the world. Gradually, he began to feel that this world was not that simple.

In the past, Yun Xiaoqing deliberately instilled in him, but now, he feels it through himself!

He just wanted to see what tricks the other party wanted to play. If he killed the other party early in the morning, he wouldn't be able to see anything!

Quietly, he hugged Nongwu and hid in the Qilin Banner peacefully. From time to time, he also said something to Nongwu. Because the Qilin Banner is very tightly wrapped, he was not afraid of what people outside would hear, and the outside was still fighting now.
Chapter completed!
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