My Wife Is A General Who Killed Tens Of Thousands On The Battlefield - Vol 2 Chapter 286

Genius remembers this site address in one second: []https://fastest update! No ads!

In the Great Zhou Palace.

Zhang Qian looked at the second prince in front of him and fell silent.

Didn’t he do this thing?

Who is that?

At this moment, Zhang Qian suddenly noticed a person floating in the air.

The bright head shines against the sunlight.

It is telepresence.

Zhang Qian narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhizhen.

This person has no dark circles.

That’s right, the monk Zhizheng has fair and rosy skin and looks very good-looking.

“Who is your Excellency?” Zhang Qian frowned and asked.

Zhizhen laughed, so happy.

“You shouldn’t come by yourself! Do you think you can solve everything? You can’t.” Zhizhen said lightly.

Hearing this, Zhang Qian still had some guesses in his heart, I was afraid that this incident was done by the harmless little monk in front of him!

Zhang Qian’s eyes were filled with killing intent, and he said coldly: “Then the black bug is your handwriting?”

Zhizhen smiled and said: “Yes. How about it, does it feel perfect? ​​Everyone’s vitality will be absorbed by those bugs and supplied to me. People in the whole country hold life and death in my hands. One person is less than a dozen or two. A ten-year life span is just right to die after the prime of life. How great it is to save food and also provide me with energy. I can do two things with one stone. Isn’t it happy!”

“What’s the use of keeping the decadent and stupid life of the elderly?” Zhizhen looked at Zhang Qian and said, “For example, what is the use of a guy like you with such a strong body? Except for killing, there is nothing good for it. Die, that’s the best!”

Zhang Qian’s eyes flashed, and there was a long sword in his hand.

His murderous intent was soaring, but he still maintained restraint.

“Do you dare to fight with me?”

Zhang Qian didn’t want to fight in the city. His combat power, once shot, would inevitably harm Chi Yu.

The Zhizheng monk smiled and said: “Since I came out, I naturally want to fight you. I am not afraid to tell you that as long as you kill me, the bugs will disappear. So, keep your killing intent and don’t let me down.”

From beginning to end, he was very relaxed.

“Whoo!” Zhang Qian flew straight away.

The little monk followed closely behind.

The two flew away from the Imperial Capital of Great Zhou one after another.

In the wilderness, the two stood in the air.

Zhang Qian looked at the little monk and asked coldly, “Who are you anyway?”

Being able to do such a shocking thing, Zhang Qian knew that this guy was absolutely extraordinary.

The Zhizheng monk looked at Zhang Qian, shook his head and said, “That’s not something you can know. Take it. I heard that Zhang Qian’s divine sword is unparalleled in the world. I want to see how strong it can be.”

“Hahaha!” Zhang Qian let out a long laugh. In an instant, the surrounding environment changed abruptly, and a huge sword appeared under Zhang Qian’s feet.

The sword in his hand hangs upside down in the sky, with a starting point dotted with stars, and silver light dancing like a shooting star.

Zhang Qian was never a hesitating person, and he couldn’t ask for a result.

A sword cut out, like the Milky Way falling into the sky, the vast sword intent rose into the sky.

The splendid sword qi was cut straight down.

“Ding!”

The sound of Jintiejiaoming sounded instantly.

Zhang Qian’s eyes widened.

What did he see?

The Zhizheng monk was behind him with one hand, and a finger was raised on the other hand.

Lifted slightly.

On the tips of his fingers, black air surged.

A terrifying cyclone is formed, as if to involve everything around it.

With just such a finger, Zhang Qian’s sword energy was resisted.

The sword qi disappeared in front of Monk Zhizhen, and another part of the sword qi fell down the air.

“boom!”

On the ground, a huge gully was slashed out.

Zhang Qian’s hand holding the sword trembled.

He looked at the immature little monk in front of him.

This guy is definitely the strongest enemy he has encountered in his life.

When this sword fell, a trace of disappointment flashed in Monk Zhizhen’s eyes.

“Is this the only way? Even if I only use the eighth rank cultivation base, you can’t even cut my fingers, so you dare to be called the Sword God?”

Zhang Qian looked at the huge slash below, then looked at the little monk in front of him.

saint!

This thought came to him in his heart.

It’s so light.

Perhaps only a saint can resist his attack so easily.

As for the words of the little monk, Zhang Qian didn’t take it seriously. The higher the realm, it is no longer a simple cultivation base problem. The control of energy and the understanding of the rules are where the difference in combat power lies.

In a moment, Zhang Qian knew that this time, I was afraid that he would really not be able to leave.

The little monk in front of him who seemed harmless to humans and animals, he probably couldn’t beat him.

After hesitating for a moment, a trace of firmness flashed in his eyes. Zhang Qian looked at the little monk and took a step forward!

With a solemn expression on his face, he said coldly: “I, Zhang Qian, practiced swords at the age of seven. I have encountered powerful enemies of 3,564 people in my life for 130 years. May I die with my back, this sword-fleeting years, please appreciate it!”

He stepped forward step by step, volleyed away, every step he took, every word he said, the momentum increased.

The Zhizhen monk’s expression became serious.

This guy in front of me is burning his life!

I saw Zhang Qian’s hair, from the original blackness, in a few words, it was already as blue as snow.

The skin is gradually withering and getting old.

As if for an instant, the long river of years has passed.

The only eyes are as bright as stars.

Between life and death, Zhang Qian had a free and easy smile on his face, he waved his hand calmly, and cut out with a sword.

The long sword swung down instantly.

From the original brightness, it became rusty and mottled, and the point of the sword shattered and flew one after another.

This divine sword, which has accompanied Zhang Qian for many years, can’t afford the fleeting years in the sword’s intent.

Iron filings are flying all over the sky.

The brightness in Zhang Qian’s eyes is gradually fading.

For an instant, the heaven, earth and galaxy stagnated.

Gongsun Shi, who was far away on Jiuyou Island, suddenly raised his head.

I don’t know how long it has passed, and it seems to be just a moment.

Time and space resumed circulation, and the telepresence monk looked at his right hand.

At this point it has disappeared.

On the other side, Zhang Qian’s eyes gradually dimmed, and his whole body shattered like his long sword.

Dissipated as fly ash.

The telepresence monk said with indifference on his face, and said softly: “A mere eighth rank of the heavenly ranks, with your life, I will cut my hand and live up to the name of the divine sword, but unfortunately, you shouldn’t come, and give you another hundred years, it may not be an opponent. ! Sword of fleeting years, good name, but unfortunately, you can’t go through these fleeting years.”

In the next second, the little monk’s eyes condensed slightly, and the black worms surging throughout the Great Zhou at the same time.

A large amount of vitality suddenly gathered in his inner body!

How terrifying is the vitality gathered by the population of hundreds of millions of people ~www.mtlnovel.com~.

The little monk’s right hand was suddenly reborn.

But that hand is as dry as a zombie.

The little monk narrowed his eyes slightly, and a lot of vitality gathered!

However, it still can’t be changed, that old palm.

Obviously, the reborn palm still can’t get rid of the erosion of that fleeting power.

The time passed in an instant, and the years passed by.

Zhang Qian’s last sword in his life still brought some unexpected pain to the little monk.

This is the end of a generation of sword gods who can only be described as stunning and brilliant.

And that fleeting sword has completely exceeded the limit of the so-called eight ranks of heaven, but the cost of exceeding the limit is very high.