I built the Xian Qin multiverse empire

Yuan Tiangang looked at Cheng Yu: "Do you know what the king hates the most?" "

Without waiting for Cheng Yu to answer, Yuan Tiangang said to himself: "The king hates you little bugs most to hide, the world is so big, if you hide it, it is difficult to find out, but if you expose yourself, you don't need to investigate, saving a lot of time, you, you are united now, I show up and fight it all, how simple?" "

"Cheng Yu, I thank you well for the king."

Yuan Tiangang arched his hand in the direction of Xianyang in the northeast to show his respect for Ying Zheng, and said very seriously.

Yuan Tiangang's words mercilessly pierced Cheng Yu's illusion, his eyes immediately became red, his face was full of disbelief, and he muttered: "Impossible... It can't be..."

Yuan Tiangang sneered: "Arrogant, you are like the gap between an ant and a real dragon compared to the Great King, just by you, you are also worthy of wrestling with the Great King?" Wish for the moon! "

Root cold hairs stood up, a deep chill emerged from everyone's hearts, shock, fear and despair suddenly hit the whole body, and one by one, their faces turned pale.

They have never felt that the government is so terrible.

In their eyes, it was still a stinking brat, but it was such a stinking brat who calculated them to death.

"Then the defeat of the north and the victory of the government went to the Han Kingdom..." Cheng Yu was like a beast on the verge of despair, looking at Yuan Tiangang deadly.

Yuan Tiangang shook his head and laughed: "You should have thought of it yourself, you don't need me to talk more, well, having said so much, you can be an understanding ghost." "

Cheng Yu laughed miserably, as if accepting this cruel reality, and said bitterly: "Yuan Tiangang, you think you won? We are not defeated yet! "

"Just you? They? "

Yuan Tiangang laughed silently, as if he had heard something incredible.

Sonorous!

Buzz!

Outside, the sound of swords clashing and bowstrings breaking apart suddenly sounded, the sound of fighting was endless, and then the screams increased, and the four grandmasters had already pounced in a flash, leaving only one grandmaster in place to watch Yuan Tiangang vigilantly.

Yuan Tiangang took a good time, sat down leisurely, and poured himself a cup of tea: "Guys, don't be afraid, I won't kill you now, why don't you sit down and watch the drama end?" "

He was not worried at all, now that the bad people, the core personnel would not have a strength lower than that of the grandmaster, and even if they could not be prevented, they would not lose much against these people, let alone be prepared.

"What kind of people... Belch...... Laugh at! "

A congenital expert just let out a loud gulp, and then a sword light flashed by, and the second half of his words was replaced by the sound of blood rushing.

"Drop the arrow! Drop the arrows! "

The others reacted immediately and shouted

Boo-boo!

The sound of bowstrings breaking was endless, and in an instant, hundreds of crossbows burst out, shrouding the visitors like a rainstorm.

What the!

The pupils of the crossbow dead shrank sharply one by one, watching in disbelief as their arrows were broken one after another, even if a fish that slipped through the net hit those people, it would not hurt them.

Qi Li swept with a punch, and suddenly dozens of crossbow dead soldiers broke and died in his hands, just a few breaths, that is, hundreds of bow and crossbow dead soldiers died in his hands.

Qian Li is a person whose strength is second only to Yuan Tiangang among the bad people, with the peak strength of a grandmaster, plus he has taken the Fruit of One-Horn Immortal Redemption, his strength is no different from that of ordinary grandmasters, and killing these dead men is no different from slaughtering.

As soon as a grandmaster pounced, he saw the dead soldiers lurking in the Zhou family like they had been cut straw, falling down, and most of them did not even have time to scream, only the sound of broken muscles and bones and blood splattering spread throughout the entire Zhou family mansion.

"Cheng Yu! You pit us! "

A grandmaster cried blood and roared, everywhere he looked, dozens of people, none of them were lower in strength than his, all of them were like fierce tigers rushing into the flock, killing wantonly.

Boundless chill rose from this grandmaster's heart, dozens of grandmasters, and a fart ah, soon, boundless chill was replaced by regret, long known bad people, Luo Net's strength is so strong, he will not come to death.

"Second brother! Let's go! "

This grandmaster saw that the second brother, who was also a grandmaster, was fighting with the enemy, and he fell into the downwind just by looking at his face, and he was about to pounce to save the second brother.

"Want to save people? Asked me if Uncle Yang did! "

One person held a long sword like a goshawk preying, and a sword light was unfathomable, forcing this grandmaster back.

Hiss!

This grandmaster looked at Uncle Yang vigilantly, the corners of his mouth twitched in pain, and he saw a long wound pulled diagonally down from his shoulder to his abdomen, and if it was an inch deeper, it would disembobowel him.

Uncle Yang's sword light was so fast and unfathomable, it was terrifying.

"Let's go!"

The second brother Grandmaster was covered with wounds, and suddenly turned around and roared: "Go quickly!" Leave me alone! "

The poignancy and despair in the voice is creepy.

The next moment, the eldest brother grandmaster saw that the sissy sword light opposite the second brother grandmaster was like snow in a radius of ten meters, and the snow-like knife light was full of Sensen's cold murderous intent, cutting the second brother grandmaster by a thousand cuts.

"Run? Where to run! "

Seeing the second brother die in the hands of that sissy, the eldest brother Grandmaster caught a glimpse of the sissy's cold gaze, and sorrow filled his chest, and he wanted to cry loudly.

More than a dozen innate masters cooperated with each other to form a formation, creating a general trend that was almost impossible to splash, and under the strong offensive of bad people, it seemed a little rock-solid.

Hui Ming held a ripe copper stick, like a dragon turning over the river and the sea, countless stick shadows spread over a radius of more than ten meters, smashing the air and exploding endlessly, but still unable to break through the formation composed of these dozen innate masters, and couldn't help but roar angrily: "Come alone, these people form a large array is a little difficult, and they can't attack for a while." "

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