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Volume 3 I¡¯m from the Border Army Chapter 380 Suo Country

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    A goshawk soaring in the sky sensed danger.  {3w. It didn¡¯t know that under the clouds was Shengjing City, the center of the world, where the peak showdown between the strongest men in the world was taking place. It just instinctively accelerated its flight speed and passed over this dangerous zone. Little did it know that it was as dark as ink.  Feathers fell into the world.  The fluttering feathers were leisurely and contented in the blue sky. They were shiny and smeared by the sun after breaking away from the clouds. They were blown by the strong wind and fell quickly. Slowly and elegantly, when Shao Donghua took his last breath, they landed in his minced meat.  , stained with some bright red blood, and also stained with a disgusting black color.  Zhang Xiaodao stood up, and the barefoot monk came to his side among the footprints he had made, and looked at Shao Donghua.  Shao Donghua¡¯s blood vessels on his cheeks turned purple due to excessive use of the Great Wilderness Secret Technique. His death appearance was a little ugly, but his expression was somewhat peaceful, forming a strong contrast and giving people a sense of absurdity.  The barefoot monk had indescribable complex emotions about Shao Donghua's death, but he still looked at Zhang Xiaodao, the confusion in his eyes was simple and clear.  What he is more concerned about now is why Zhang Xiaodao was able to stab Shao Donghua in the city at the moment when the footprints fell.  This is no longer the power that the human world should have, so does that mean that the current human world is no longer the same as the human world he knew?  Zhang Xiaodao explained in the simplest words: "The current situation is that Beishenmen and the Shengtang are standing on the same line. Standing on the opposite side of us are the Western Regions and the Great Wilderness led by Nanshenmen. I control the time code, so I can  Do this." The barefoot monk did not ask why Zhang Xiaodao had mastered the time code. He locked his eyes on Wu Xing and sighed: "There are successors in the Western Region." Wu Xing coughed up blood and said softly: "  It's a real honor to see you again, Master." As he said that, he propped up his body, which was a little shaky.  But he held his chest up and raised his head, not looking at death as if he were at home. Even if Shao Donghua died beside him, he still had the will to fight.  Outside the collapsed footprints on the plain, the high priest in white robes didn't know whether he had fallen asleep again or the scene in front of him was so shocking that he couldn't open his eyes.  Shao Donghua¡¯s death announced the end of this battle.  After the Barefoot Monk regained consciousness, he once again showed his strength as the most ferocious man in the world. His peak combat power was only between him and the ascetic Tang Dynasty.  It is no longer tenable.  Perhaps, in the next moment, they will be killed by the barefoot monk without any suspense.  Then, the Western Region Army and the Wilderness Army in the prosperous Tang Dynasty will be completely expelled.  As long as the Tang Dynasty was as stable as Mount Tai at this time, Dahuang would have to launch a war with the Western Regions within five years due to the glaciers and sea veins.  Immediately afterwards, there is no doubt that the prosperous Tang Dynasty will usher in the opportunity to unify the world.  These thoughts were circulating rapidly in the head of the high priest. In the end, he could only place his hope on the master of Nanshenmen because his battle with his mother-in-law was not over yet.  This peak showdown cannot come to an end.  He only hoped that the master of the Nanshen Sect could come earlier, so that at least he, Wu Sheng and the Holy See of Light could save fewer lives.  It seems that what he was thinking was known to the master of Nanshenmen. When Li Yi and others came to Zhang Xiaodao and his party, a touch of gray appeared at the end of the plain.  This gray color is not eye-catching.  But at this moment, it attracted the attention of everyone on the plain.  With a relaxed and even joyful pace, the master of Nanshenmen appeared in front of the Western Region camp and the Great Wilderness camp as if in a flash, standing in front of the people of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.  The master of Nanshenmen appeared next to Wu Xing and said, "Not bad!" The people in Shengtang looked at him with stern expressions.  But no one took the lead.  On the north city wall, Mother-in-law and Monk Wuliang flew down the noisy city wall, leaving the ocean that everyone in the prosperous Tang Dynasty thought they would win.  " Asceticism heard what the master of Nanshenmen said.  I don¡¯t know if this good means that these cannon fodders have done a good job, or because of something else.  At this moment, the Nanshenmen Sect Master raised his eyes and repeated: "Not bad." Zhang Xiaodao knew that this "yes" was meant for him. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Nanshenmen Sect Master.  There were faint traces of time on his cheeks, and he did not speak, only with murderous intent.  He thought of the border gate destroyed by time, and of the swamp built by people.  Li Zizhi, the barefoot monk, the lecher, Li Yi, Huang Zhenfeng, Xu Sande, senior brother, Han Shuang'er, Fa Yi, were silent at the same time.  The lineup of the Tang Dynasty standing on the plain is the strongest in the world.  However, no one took the lead to take action, which shows that they all understand in their hearts that what is happening in front of them isThe man in the robe is inhuman.  The barefoot monk showed a rare solemn look, thinking of the traces in Shengjing City many years ago, and naturally also thought of the layout he and his husband had in Shengjing City.  Li Zizhi glanced at the barefoot monk, and with the tacit understanding between the two, he knew the other's intentions without saying much.  The master of Nanshenmen waited for his mother-in-law to come to the crowd, but ignored her and said softly: "I'm here to ask for the country!" "To ask for the country?"  What kind of courage is this? Not only does the master of Nanshenmen say it calmly, but he also takes it for granted.  The mother-in-law did not speak or take action, as if she was preparing for a thunderous strike at the next moment. The head of Nanshenmen said: "If you steal my time code, you will naturally have to return it, so the word "Barefoot" should be used very accurately.  The monk asked: "What is the use of Shengjing City to you, and what use do you want the prosperous Tang Dynasty?" The master of Nanshenmen raised his lips and said: "I want to build a passage, which requires power beyond time and space.  , in order to make it more stable." Zhang Xiaodao felt a chill in his heart. Only then did he understand that his ambition was not just as simple as 'going home'.  Except for Zhang Xiaodao, no one can understand the meaning of the words of the master of Nanshenmen.  The master of Nanshenmen looked at the stone monument towering into the clouds in Shengjing City, and the corners of his mouth continued to turn up. This smile showed his extreme confidence.  He opened his arms and said to several people in the prosperous Tang Dynasty: "Come on, let me see the power of Sheng Jing, let me see your power!" The mother-in-law pointed her crutch to the sky as soon as he finished speaking.  There was a roaring sound in the world, and countless black lines appeared in the sky in people's eyes. The black line presented a three-dimensional rectangle, including the mother-in-law, the master of the Nanshen Gate, and the sky above their heads, but it covered everyone.  Isolated from this space.  The expressions of everyone in the prosperous Tang Dynasty changed drastically, and both the ascetics and the high priest knew they could not interfere.  Simply stood aside.  The battle that will determine who will dominate this world is finally about to begin. Wuliang comes to the barefoot monk and hands him a pestle.  The barefoot monk took it, but his mind was a little agitated!  He shouted and asked: "How can anyone else control the fate of my prosperous Tang Dynasty?" No one answered, but he had already answered.  The barefoot monk stepped into the independent space of heaven and earth outlined by the black line, and stamped his palm towards the master of Nanshenmen!  The response from the Nanshenmen Sect Master was extremely simple. He took a breath!  This breath invisibly blew away the bursting vitality in the barefoot monk's palm, and then a sword came!  The sword came from the sky above the independent space, pierced countless Zeng Chongyun, and turned into flowing light!  The master of the Nanshen Gate raised his hand and fanned it gently, just like driving away mosquitoes.  Li Zizhi's Jiutian was wiped out with one sword!  After the sword dispersed, a gust of wind suddenly rose, mixed with the peak cultivation level of the sex ruffian's life.  The master of the Nanshen Gate condensed his eyes, and the hurricane suddenly turned into a breeze.  Before the breeze had dispersed, a sharp sword light came in front of him.  He raised two fingers and caught the insubstantial sword light. He gently broke it and the sword light shattered into pieces!  In the flash of lightning, the top four masters of the Tang Dynasty¡¯s magical realm and above have all taken action.  But it didn't hurt the master of the Nanshen Sect at all.  But he felt that the independent space was shrinking rapidly.  " Shrinking means that the space created by the mother-in-law will be annihilated in this world. As soon as the mother-in-law takes action, they will die together. It is really tragic to the extreme.  The master of Nanshen Gate has no fear at all, because the recent spatial order between heaven and earth is no longer stable.  Although ordinary people couldn't feel the changes in the world during the battle in Shengjing, he could, and he could sense that his mother-in-law was weak enough!  She is weak enough, then no one in this world can stop her from entering Shengjing.  Melt that space monument!  He finally solemnly raised his seemingly ordinary palms and pushed them forward gently!  There were many people in front of him, and the mother-in-law¡¯s pale hair burst into the air.  Li Zizhi's broad-edged long sword broke with a sound, and the lecherous body flew back like the wind. Li Yi raised his head and a mouthful of blood spurted out.  The barefoot monk was the first to strike a palm, but suddenly fell silent. At this time, he raised his eyes, with no fear in them. The overwhelming fighting spirit erupted like flames, and the Great Shura sacrificed!  The air wave launched by the Nanshenmen Sect Master was blocked, and the barefoot monk suddenly disappeared from the spot. When he appeared the next moment, he was already in front of the Nanshenmen Sect Master!  At this time, the barefoot monk's body stretched and his knees had reached the face of the Nanshen Gate Master.  The strong wind brought by the powerful force was like a sharp sword, and the straw rope headband of the Nanshenmen Sect Master turned into pieces.    At the same time, the barefoot monk¡¯s knees had come into contact with the hairs on his cheeks!  This scene appeared in people¡¯s eyes, and there was no time to react. There is no doubt that the barefoot monk¡¯s knee will hit the master of Nanshenmen hard!  However, there is no one in this world who is faster than the master of Nanshenmen. He raised his palm in a thousandth of a breath, and a roaring sound resounded in his ears!  This is not the end for the barefoot monk. His knees were blocked, and he still had his arms. His arms were blocked, and he still had his forehead. The barefoot monk, who was covered in weapons all over his body, burst out with unimaginable fighting power in that moment.  The master of the Nanshen Gate blocked hundreds of attacks from the barefoot monk in an instant. No matter where he was or at any angle, he could be faster than the barefoot monk.  However, he felt the crisis, and he asked in disbelief: "You have actually reached the realm of heaven and humanity?" The barefoot monk did not answer him, and a trace of 'spiritual energy' that did not belong to this world spread crazily throughout his body.  Turning around, the Great Shura behind him was blurred. He transformed into a violent storm, and a majestic breath burst out between heaven and earth.  He actually started beating up the Nanshen Sect Master!  (To be continued)
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