Outside the South Korean royal city.

Huang Lianxin said excitedly: "Master wins!"

Jiang Xue, Zhao Congjian, and Beixiao King Jian were also very excited.

Han Shenbo was a little dazed. Facing a group of masters of Xinhao Sect, could Zhou Xuanji still capture the seventh blood?

Is there any truth?

The little black snake entrenched on a big stone and smiled proudly, "I said that this son is not a fish in the pond, he is a real dragon, and he will not die here. You just don't believe it!"

Jiang Xue said angrily: "Aren't you scared so much before?"

The little black snake was even more proud: "That's what scares you, your psychological endurance is really poor."

The Beixiao King Sword couldn't stand it anymore, so he rushed over and kicked it, but it was skillfully avoided it.

"I am no longer the earthworm of that year. Do you want to kick me?"

The little black snake raised its head and said arrogantly and disdainfully.

Huang Lian said in his heart: "Let him get hungry for ten days."

Jiang Xue: "Not enough, twenty days."

Zhao Congjian: "A month, make up an integer."

Little Black Snake: "…"

Han Shenbo sighed and collapsed on the ground.

In this way, he still couldn't escape Zhou Xuanji's claws.

At this time, prisoners fled out of the royal city in panic.

Zhou Xuanji is still in extreme confrontation with Xiahou Palace.

He was freed from possession of Pluto, his left arm trembled constantly, and this scene was captured by Xiahou Palace.

"Boy, it seems that you have used some kind of secret technique and can't hold on anymore, right?"

Xiahou Gong sneered coldly, his smile seemed very cruel.

Meng Tianlang in the prison car shuddered.

It's that sword!

He recalled the horror of fighting against Zhou Xuanji a few years ago.

Zhou Xuanji pointed at Meng Tianlang with the angry ape sword and said, "And he is there, let him go."

Xiahou Gongji waved his hand immediately, and the two demon cultivators in front of the prison car opened the door of the prison car and removed the iron chains on Meng Tianlang's body.

In order to prevent the seven blood from trampling, the bloody sword had already stabbed his palm, absorbing his blood and helping Zhou Xuanji recover his strength.

From beginning to end, Zhou Xuanji's eyes did not leave Xiahou Palace.

Because this person's cultivation level exceeds the Yuanying Realm, if he is slightly distracted, he will definitely be killed by Xiahou Palace with the power of thunder.

He seemed calm, but in fact he was extremely nervous.

Don't panic!

The more critical the time is, the more calm you need!

At least you have to be confident on your face!

Zhou Xuanji's mouth raised, as if he had been able to eat Xiahou Palace.

Xiahou Gong frowned very much and said to himself: "Does this kid still have a trump card?"

Meng Tianlang moved forward with difficulty. When he walked to the high wall gate, he turned to look at Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji, who was stepping on the seven-blooded feet, was so domineering that it made people fascinated.

He murmured, "Thank you."

If you can leave alive, I will be your slave!

After thinking about it, he turned around and walked into the door, and his figure disappeared quickly.

"Let me go, if you kill me, don't think you can leave!"

Stepping on Qixue gritted his teeth, he could feel the bloody sword sucking his blood.

If this continues, he will die if his blood is exhausted.

Zhou Xuanji did not look at him, stared at Xiahou Gongji and said, "If you are honest, I will not kill you."

The Qixue made his chest feel stuffy, causing the blood from the wound to gush out faster.

Handfuls of magical swords were floating around the two of them. As long as Xiahou Palace dared to approach, the magical sword would fall and turn the seven blood into a sieve.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Zhou Xuanji's left arm trembled even harder.

The previous battle caused his momentum to be disordered, his qi and blood were not smooth, and his internal organs were a little uncomfortable.

After one stick of incense.

Xiahou Gongji couldn't help but persuade him again: "If you give up, we believe in the Hao Cult can recruit you into the sect. Your talent will be treated well no matter where you go!"

Zhou Xuanji said with a blank expression: "I only follow my sword."

"Join the Xinhao Sect, you can command hundreds of thousands of demon disciples!"

"I just want to command my sword."

"Joining Xinhao Sect, you can learn the supreme martial arts."

"I just want to learn the sword technique that suits me."

"What else do you know besides sword?"

Xiahou Palace was almost furious. Why didn't this kid get in?

Do you have to fight to the death with them?

Zhou Xuanji silently calculated the time. The royal city was very large, and it would take time for the injured prisoners to escape.

He doesn't expect everyone to escape, and he can save as much as he can.

Another half an hour passed.

Zhou Xuanji's left arm trembled violently.

He knew he couldn't wait any longer.

He immediately held the sword and provoked the seven bloodstains, and the seven bloodstains were so painful that they cried and howled.

"What do you want to do!"

Xiahou Palace shouted in a deep voice, and tens of thousands of demon cultivators gathered around him were ready to move and would pounce on Zhou Xuanji at any time.

"When I leave the city, I will let him go."

Zhou Xuanji said calmly. After saying that, he jumped gently, the wind-slaying sword landed at his feet, and took him to fly out of the royal city.

Xiahou Palace chased after him, and tens of thousands of demon cultivators followed closely.

Zhou Xuanji was not flying fast, and while scanning the street below, he was alert to Xiahou Palace behind him.

Looking around, the prisoners had all escaped except for the corpses in the South Korean Royal City.

Maybe someone is still hiding in the dark, but Zhou Xuanji doesn't care about so much.

Half a cup of tea has passed.

Zhou Xuanji came to the city wall with Seven Bloods.

"Enough! If you move forward, I will kill you at all costs!"

Xiahou Palace shouted in a deep voice, "They believe in the Hao Cult and are threatened by others. Wouldn't it be a joke if they spread it?"

far away.

Jiang Xue, Zhao Congjian and others also noticed Zhou Xuanji's figure, and they became even more nervous.

"We should not get close to it, so as not to drag the master down."

Zhao Congjian reminded that they were still cannon fodder when they came together.

Everyone nodded.

The little black snake also looked at Zhou Xuanji nervously. To this day, it does not want Zhou Xuanji to fall here.

Only by following Zhou Xuanji can you enjoy the most delicious food, and maybe you can break through the sixth level at any time.

Just then.

Zhou Xuanji suddenly threw the seven blood toward Xiahou Palace, and he jumped up.

Seeing this, Xiahou Palace's eyes instantly burst out with terrifying murderous intent.
To be continued...