Chapter 342 (1/2)

Zuo Ling is in hand. Even if you are a scholar in ancient and modern times, you can fight a master of martial arts in this moment.

The most important thing is that in addition to the martial will in zuoling, the power it represents is enough to instantly suffocate many political giants in the whole Beihai empire.

The name of Zuo Xiang is Zuo Lu Yi.

Baiyun city is one of the seven contemporary successors.

Bai Haiqin, one of the three famous swords, has to call martial uncle when he sees Zuo Luyi.

Nowadays, there are six kinds of Kendo in Beihai empire. Baiyun city has two. In addition to the contemporary city leader, the other one is the leftist who sits firmly on the throne of the left Prime Minister of the Empire.

Innate Kendo cultivation in the body, phase power in hand.

Such a person, in the North Sea Empire, is the general existence of tianqingshenzhu.

In particular, zuoluyi was born in military service. He once fought hard on the battlefield and made great contributions. He was the third generation of military God of Beihai empire. He was the second generation. Before fighting against Marquis Lin Jinnan, he had great influence in the army.

In today's Imperial Army, many generals worship the left prime minister.

Ling Chi and Ling Wu are among them.

As soon as Zuo Ling came out, even Ling Chi couldn't help frowning.

Talking about the ancient and modern hands, how can there be left phase token?

How can Zuo Xiang be related to the villains who talk about the ancient and modern times?

All of a sudden, Ling Chi made such a decisive person feel hesitant.

As a soldier, Zuo Ling has a great binding force on him.

If you don't respect Zuo Ling, your reputation in the army will plummet, which is not in line with his usual principles.

”Good.”

Lingchi made a quick decision and stepped back.

He stared at the ancient and modern times, then looked at zuoling, and said faintly: ”the zuoling of the cloud pattern paper roll can only be used once. After one use, it will be invalid, and I will give up. You can kill them, but I will wait for you outside the city. As long as there is a drop of innocent blood flowing in the Temple Square today, when you step out of Yunmeng City, I will do whatever it takes, I will cut you to pieces and let you taste the pain of being late. ”

With that, Ling Chi's figure was in a flash.

It just disappeared where it was.

I can't help feeling cold when I talk about the past and the present.

He knows that lingchi can say it and do it.

He didn't want to show the hard won zuoling.

But the inside story of Ling family is beyond his imagination.

Just one volley, almost let him fall short of success.

It's no use thinking about it.

The arrow is on the string, and it has to be fired.

Talk about ancient and modern heart ruthless, directly urged the left in the power of the order.

On the pale yellow moire paper, the streamer suddenly rises.

”Those who stand in my way will die.”

I'm not sure.

Whew, whew!

The five strokes of the word ”Ling” came to life in an instant,

It turns into five sword lights and flies out directly from the cloud paper roll.

The sword is full of meaning.

The five swords turned into thousands of swords, whistling, crisscrossing, like a fence, forming a sword prison. Ling Taixu, Ling junxuan and Ling Wu were all shrouded in it.

”Not good.”

Lingwu's face changed quickly, and he even used sword moves.

Boom!

The most powerful force bombards the sword prison and vanishes in an instant.

Ling junxuan also made a move, but he couldn't break the light prison of the sword.

All three were caught off guard and trapped in it.

At the same time, the word ”Ling” on zuoling paper disappeared completely.

The original place, no trace.

As if the word had never been written on this piece of yellow moire paper.

On the ancient and modern sneer, turned his head and said: ”master Bai, still speak, act according to the plan... Herald, fire the pillar to me.”

”Yes.”

The bleeding in Wu Shangyan's sword mark has stopped.

He jumped directly, came to the pillar of fire with Chu scar, took the torch from the guard and threw it into the firewood pile full of fire oil.

Boom!

The dark red flame, like a snake, leaps up in an instant.

”Damn...”

Chu Chen scolded: ”why did you burn me first?”