The monk in black robe was like lightning, and in an instant he stood in front of him, as if he had appeared in the air out of thin air, standing like a mountain with his hands standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the eyes of the young master Bashan, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Who are you?"

The young master Bashan's face was covered in dust, but his heart felt powerless. He found that no matter how hard he struggled, in front of this true Nascent Soul King, it was just futile.

He felt extremely unwilling. As he said before, he was approaching the realm of a fake baby and had the strength to attack the Bianhuang Tianlist. As long as he was given enough time, he would definitely step on the realm of the Nascent Soul King one day. Why would he end up in such a embarrassing state in front of him?

"Who is I? You are not qualified to know."

The black-robed monk was extremely disdainful and suddenly reached out and slapped him. The palm was light and had no strength at all, but the young master Bashan felt that no matter how he dealt with it, he could not avoid it.

In an instant, despair, fear, anger and other emotions emerged in his heart. He was always fearless, but when he was truly facing death, he did not expect to be so scared.

"No, why? I am the third prince of the Great Qin Kingdom. Becoming the True King of the Nascent Soul is just around the corner. Why did I fall here today?"

But even if the young master Bashan was unwilling to accept it, it was just a futile thing. In that unavoidable palm, the proud body was just a paper-like existence.

"The bold madman actually committed a crime in the Daqin King City. You can't keep it today!"

At this critical moment, an angry voice suddenly rang in the void.

When this sound rang out, the face of the black-robed monk changed. The palm he immediately slapped out suddenly increased his power, and his form was already in danger.

"Mr. Jin Tang is here, how can you be arrogant?"

While this sound came, a figure broke through the air and blocked the young master Bashan and slapped his palm.

"Okay, it turns out it's Duke Jin Tang. I remember this prince's grace to save my life today."

The young master Bashan, who was waiting for death, couldn't help but exclaim in joy and surprise when he found someone suddenly appeared for rescue.

But before he could say half of his words, he heard a "bang" sound. Jin Tanggong groaned and retreated two steps later. Obviously, he had only had time to use 70% of his mana, but was shocked by the opponent.

"It turned out to be Mr. Jin Tang. You were not injured by the true King of Ghost Evil. If you didn't hide it and recover from it, you are now proactively trying to stand out, and you are seeking death."

The black-robed monk obviously came prepared and seemed to know everything about what happened in the royal city the moment before.

"Even if I am injured, it's not something you can deal with."

Mr. Jin Tang pressed the surging blood in his body, looked at the black-robed monk with a serious expression, and said sternly: "Who is a fellow Taoist? Seeing your move, you are obviously not a demon monk. What do you want to do?"

"Yes, Mr. Jin Tang, you were arrogant back then, of course I can't remember us brothers, but now I'm asking for your life."

But at this moment, a sound broke through the air, and a sudden explosion in his ears was like a bolt from the blue, which immediately changed the expressions of Mr. Jin Tang and Mr. Bashan.

At this time, although he was still in the royal city, there were not many Yuanying True Kings in the Great Qin Kingdom. Suddenly, two true kings of unknown origin came once, which immediately made them feel a strong sense of crisis.

At this time, a white monk suddenly appeared in the white fog in front of him, and walked out lightly like morning mist. If he didn't pay attention to it, it would be difficult to find it.

"So quickly and quickly!"

After this white-robed monk came here, he spoke out four words coldly.

After hearing these four words, both Jin Tang Gong and Bashan Gongzi both changed their faces.

Mr. Jin Tang was even more distressed. If he hadn't heard the explosion of the thunderbolt and hadn't rushed over, wouldn't he have nothing to do with him?

But now, there are two true kings of the Yuanying of unknown origin here, but they are seriously injured in the battle of the true king of Ghost Evil. How do they resist the joint attack of the two true kings?

"Mr. Jin Tang, your defense is unparalleled in the world. Please resist it for a while. I will bring reinforcements now!"

A true king of Nascent Soul made Bashan’s scalp chill. At this time, another true king of Nascent Soul would appear. If he did not escape, he would have to wait for death.

When Mr. Jin Tang heard this, he almost exhaled blood. The three princes usually looked generous and seemed to be a person who valued love and lectures, but he didn't expect that he was so shameless. He rushed over to save him. He just said that he should remember his kindness, but at this time he forgot everything.

"The third prince, wanting to escape in front of our brothers is simply a big deal."

The white-robed monk didn't see much movement, so he stood in front of the young master Bashan, but pulled out a bright soft sword from his waist. White light immediately shone out from it. The straight piercing person's eyes were so painful that it was difficult to open his eyes and look over.

"Mr. Jin Tang saves me?"

The young master Bashan let out a shrill roar. At the moment the soft sword was pulled out, his eyes seemed to have been blind. He could only escape from his life with his feelings, but he could never escape the sword.

"Three Prince, I can't protect myself and I really can't save you."

Mr. Jin Tang didn't think about saving him at all. Mr. Bashan's actions just now made him feel heartbroken. Moreover, these two true kings were not opponents at all, so he had to choose to escape at this time.

"ah!"

With a shrill scream, the young master Bashan's head moved immediately, and blood spurted out from his neck. Due to inertia, the body that lost his head continued to run out dozens of steps before he fell forward to the ground.

"Mr. Jin Tang, where can I escape?"

The black-robed monk who appeared before suddenly blocked Mr. Jin Tang's way and let out a disdainful sneer. At this time, the white-robed monk had killed Mr. Bashan and lifted up the bright and dazzling soft sword, with a cold expression surrounding him, forming a front and back attack.

"You kill the third prince, and the Qin royal family will never stop until death in the future. Do you need to be prepared?"

Mr. Jin Tang's face became heavy. After the Ghost Evil King injured him, he did not recover his vitality in a short period of time. Now he is targeted by two real kings of unknown origin. The situation is really bad.

"kill!"

The white-robed monk seemed a little impatient. He lifted the soft sword in his hand and rushed forward. The sword light immediately lingered, and the sword lights were continuous, stabbing towards Jin Tang Gong.

"As solid as a soup!"

King Jin Tang's expression changed and he instantly used his life-saving power. A layer of golden light shrouded his body, making him look like a golden Buddha.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

The sword lights slashed on it, like rain striking wind chimes, and a clanging sound came from. Although sparks were splashing everywhere, they did not really hurt Jin Tang Gong.

"It is worthy of being a famous skill. Although it is as powerful as the Jintang magical power, it has been broken by the true King of Ghost Evil. Otherwise, you will really escape today?"

The black-robed monk suddenly took action, and a spear appeared in his hand, which was pitch black and filled with an extremely terrifying aura, as if it was a treasure that did not exist here.

"It's you!"

Jin Tang Gong obviously recognized this person, and he was very familiar with this spear.

"Yes, of course I am myself! I just broke through the True King back then, and I experienced the greatness of Mr. Jin Tang. I didn't expect that the feng shui will change. Today it's your turn to escape!"

The monk in black robe held a gun in his hands and laughed wildly towards the sky. Although he was laughing, his murderous aura became stronger and stronger.

"It is easy to hide from the sword in the open, but it is hard to defend against the secret gun. It turns out that it is you."

The expression on Jin Tang Gong's face was extremely bitter, and a bone-broken chill immediately emerged in his heart. It seemed as if the black-robed monk said, it was really a turn for him, but now it was his turn.

"Yes, when you chased us two, did you think of today!"

At this time, even the white-robed monk was not taking action, and let out a happy laugh, as if he was avenging his revenge.

"It's all my fault that I was ruthless at the time, which made you two escape by chance, and that they fell to this point now."

When Jin Tang Gong knew the origin of these two true kings, he felt very sad. He knew that no matter what, this time he could not be good. These two hated him to the core and would definitely not be able to let him escape.

"If you don't have the ability to escape, will this world be your Great Qin Kingdom forever? Today, the true King of Ghost Evil was seriously injured by you. It is a God-given opportunity. You will never escape to death today."

At this time, Mr. Jin Tang was ashamed. He was originally seriously injured in his vitality. At this time, he was entangled by the two true kings. Not only was he no match for him, but he was also extremely difficult to escape.

In the King of Qin, the prince had already gone to the Big Dipper Hall, and Xue Yong was chasing outside the south city gate to search. The shy flower man was seriously injured in the King of City Lord's Hall. In the huge royal city, no one could help him.

"I was just giving up my orders to act, and the two hated the royal family of the Great Qin. It would be better to live a path. I would like to swear by the demon of my heart and never step into the territory of the Great Qin forever."

When facing death, anyone is afraid of death, and Jin Tang Gong is no exception. At this time, he has begun to beg for mercy. For these Nascent Soul True Kings, there is still a lot of time to squander, and even to explore a higher realm. At the time of life threatening, he has no sense of belonging to the Great Qin Kingdom.

As soon as these words were spoken, the two of them looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"Mr. Jin Tang, I think you were so arrogant back then, but did you ever think that you would fall to this day. Even if you kowtow and beg for mercy, it would be futile, and you are destined to be unable to escape the ending of death."

The white-robed King Ming Jian laughed coldly, and the long sword in his hand immediately rippled out, and a dazzling white light flashed. As the white mist was shining throughout the sky, these white lights seemed extremely dazzling.

In an instant, Jin Tanggong's eyes seemed to be blind. His desperate movements were as solid as Jin Tang's magical powers, and he crashed into the wall on the left. He could not see anything white in front of him. He could only use his spiritual sense to knock on the wall on the left, hoping to escape.

A loud bang, the mansions collapsed one after another. Mr. Jin Tang rushed forward like a desperate situation, but in front of him, suddenly a black spear broke through the air, as if he had deceived his spiritual sense and slapped straight on his chest.

Jin Tanggong felt his heart tremble, as if a penetrating force was swept into his body, making him unable to help but spew out a mouthful of blood immediately, and the violent force was thrown away from the ground.

It is easy to hide from the bright sword, but it is difficult to defend against the secret spear. Although these two true kings are not famous in the Bianhuang Spirit Realm, it is extremely difficult to really start.
Chapter completed!