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Chapter four hundred and seventy-first soul-calling banner

King Pu Anyi's eyes widened angrily, "Chen Tianfang, when is it now? You are still playing so much. Take this guy with me. Otherwise, don't blame me for reporting to the emperor and intercepting your subordinates!"

"Everyone said that the prince turned against him ruthlessly, but he didn't expect that the prince was not only shameless, but also as stupid as a pig..."

Chen Tianfang's smile became more and more intense, but King Pu Anyi became more and more frightened. He suddenly thought of a possibility that he didn't believe in it and said in a trembling voice, "Chen Tianfang, I am the prince of Dayue, what are you going to do!"

"Don't worry, prince, what can I do? It's just fulfilling my promise. You have won the bet just now. That boy's ghost is yours, so go get it. Just read the book."

As Chen Tianfang finished speaking, the blind Taoist man's body flashed and his palm hit the shoulder of King Pu Anyi. King Pu Anyi squirted a mouthful of blood and planted the boat.

A dark soul-suming banner suddenly appeared in the hand of the blind Taoist, and it shook gently. A black air spurted out from King Pu'anyi's mouth. In a flash, the dark air became more and more intense and an angry face turned into a mid-air, which was the ghost of King Pu'anyi.

The blind Taoist sneered, and the soul-summing banner shook again, and the soul-summing king Pu Anyi was instantly shattered, and he threw himself into the soul-summing banner and turned into an angry face.

Chen Tian made a move, and the Sumeru ring on King Pu Anyi's wrist fell into his palm. He glanced at the river in surprise and said with a smile, "You are so calm. Ji Changtian's Sumeru ring has at least 500,000 gold. You want to read a book."

Just now, he deliberately threw King Pu Anyi's body towards the river. It was King Pu Anyi's Sumeru ring that lured Xu Yi out of the water. His deceitfulness at the bottom of the river really shocked him.

Unexpectedly, Xu Yi remained motionless and was as stable as Mount Tai.

Just when Chen Tianfang was secretly frustrated, Xu Yi slowly surfaced, stepped on the waves with his feet, staring at Chen Tianfang and said, "I didn't expect that the dignified President of the Imperial Guard was such a guy, which was extremely disappointing."

Xu Yi guessed Chen Tianfang's identity. The reason is very simple. The reason why he appeared this time was ultimately due to the mission of the Imperial Guard Commander.

Xu Yi did not believe that 6 good benevolence will harm himself, rather than 6 good benevolence. It could only refer to those who make 6 good benevolence, except for the current president of the Imperial Guard.

"You actually know me!"

Chen Tianfang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Indeed, with your talent, I guess it's not surprising. It's not a big deal to say that I'm not bad. Who told me that you are too sharp? It just so happened that Ji Changtian promised to be rich enough. What makes me most excited is your ghost. Xu Yi, Xu Yi, if I can capture your ghost and question your mind, I will pretend to study poetry for two years. Will another poetic and lyricist with the surname Chen rise to this world of Dayue?"

"Just for this, you want to kill me?"

Xu Yi came out of the river. He wanted to read the book to know why he made the President of the Imperial Guard have murderous intentions. He did not believe that the Lord would be King Pu Anyi. If the Chief of the Imperial Guard could be driven by money, his 6th senior brother, who is very keen, would not value his immediate boss like this.

But he would never have imagined that a warrior, a martial artist, who stood in the entire Dayue Palace forbidden area, would have a murderous intention to obtain wonderful poems.

Chen Tianfang smiled and said, "Is this reason not enough? You kid get less things by relying on this article!"

With a shout, Xu Yi realized it.

He always regarded poetry as a path, but he forgot about the powerful influence of poetry in Dayue. If he had not been the name of poetry, how could he, Xu, get the eight million gold loan from Delong Money House, and how could he get the crazy support of Anqing Hou?

The profit of poetry is so huge. It is indeed enough to kill people.

"I know enough, so I'll take my life!"

Chen Tian let out a long roar and flew out of the boat. There was a pure purple sword in his hand. The sword flower was quickly pulled, and eight sword lights bloomed like orchids.

Xu Yi sneered and was about to escape into the water.

I heard a cold shout from the blind Taoist, "Block!"

A silver light flashed across the water surface, and Xu Yi stepped on it, and the water surface turned into soft plasticine, which could be stepped on deep pits, but it was difficult to penetrate at all.

Xu Yi's feet stepped on the "plasticine" to the point, Chen Tianfang cut off the purple sword, and eight sword lights split the world, and the sword light instantly fell on Xu Yi, and a bright orchid bloomed on his chest.

The blue shirt was torn apart like paper. The strange thing was that the sword light shot down, without any cause of entering the flesh, but it seemed to hit the iron.

Chen Tianfang was shocked. With the advantage of Jinghong Sword and the power of the eight-point technique, even the real essence iron was shattered. This person was not injured.

Just when he was shocked, Xu Yi stepped onto the void and shot like lightning.

"I really underestimate you. You have given too many surprises."

Chen Tianfang narrowed his eyes slightly and hugged his hands. A thick storm emerged from his palms. With a bang, countless needles of hairs were storm, and countless needles of hair were storm.

Dangdangdangdangdangdangdang...

After a dense sound, countless blood holes emerged from Xu Yi, who had already rushed to the front.

Chen Tianfang was really shocked. Xu Yi was able to withstand the Jinghong Sword, and his accident had already happened. He used his body to withstand his evil needle, which was completely beyond his imagination.

Should this be the ability of Qihai Realm?

"Okay, even if you want a monster, it's over here."

Chen Tianfang was very relaxed, with a cruel smile on his face, facing Xu Yi who was coming wildly, and said softly, "Old Ghost, close the Internet cafe, don't swallow the ghosts for me."

The blind Taoist nodded, and the dark soul-summoning banner in his palm shook. The deep Xu Yilingtai suddenly felt a pain, as if the little man in the deep ghost was held back by the black and white impermanent hook and pulled it out desperately.

Chen Tianfang widened his eyes and was extremely surprised. Others didn't know how powerful the blind old Taoist was. He knew that although this person was only in the late stage of Qihai, he was full of ghost skills and extremely evil. When he cooperated with him, he almost resisted his hands in the condensed realm.

Every time he only needs to break through the enemy's defense, even if he tear a little bit of skin, the blind old Taoist can easily solve the battle with the soul-suming banner in his palm. This has been verified countless times.

And this time, his evil needle had pierced Xu Yi from a lotus hole. The blind Taoist's soul-suming banner shook like the wind swaying lotus leaves, but no drops of blood came out of the thief's wound, let alone pulling out his ghost.

Compared to Chen Tianfang, the blind Taoist man was more than just shocking, and was shocked. The soul-suming banner was successfully sacrificed and refined, which was indecisive. Even if he could not suck out the ghost, he could still draw out blood, which greatly damaged his vitality.

But at this moment, he met this boy who only had the Qihai Realm and said that he could pull out his ghost, but he didn't even trigger his blood.

Such a strange situation, it was still the time after the blind Taoist sacrificed to refine the soul-summoning banner.
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