In front of Danwutang, the cold eyes of the Killing Army were like a thin and thin long knife, and everyone avoided their gaze and did not dare to look at it.

This is not an ordinary person, this is the personal disciple of the Supreme Lord, and the incomparably noble Lord.

Even the Great Sage powerhouse on the third floor of Danwu Hall opened his eyes at this time and looked at the Killing Army.

Many people have already heard about the pomp and circumstance of killing the army, so they did not doubt his identity, but only guessed Rui Xiaomeng's identity.

After all, Rui Xiaomeng's appearance at this time was embarrassed and miserable, which made people very curious.

"Slut, hurry up!"

The killing army disliked Rui Xiaomeng's slow speed, and the chain in his hand suddenly tugged, and suddenly a faint electric current sank into Rui Xiaomeng's body along the chain, and in an instant, a miserable scream sounded from Rui Xiaomeng's mouth, and the voice was miserable and hoarse.

Rui Xiaomeng's strength is too weak, and she is full of injuries, if it weren't for the fact that the Killing Army didn't want her to die so early, I'm afraid she would have died a long time ago, but even so, it was still extremely miserable.

Everyone's eyes flickered, revealing unbearable, but no one dared to stop it, after all, it was the lord in front of him.

"Grinding and chirping, you can't find death!"

Seeing Rui Xiaomeng collapse to the ground weakly, Kill Pojun's eyes became even colder, and with a wave of his right hand, he was about to cast a larger current.

Syllable!

Almost at the moment when the Killer Army raised his hand, a figure was like lightning, swift and agile, and appeared in front of the Killer Army, and then this iron chain made of 10,000-year-old cold iron broke in response.

All this happened so fast that the Killer Army didn't have time to react.

When he came back to his senses, he saw a black-shirted young man holding Rui Xiaomeng in his arms.

"Who are you?"

Seeing Zhang Jian, Kill Pojun's eyes became colder and colder, although he didn't know who Zhang Jian was, but he could feel that Zhang Jian was just the strength of the Emperor Dao Realm.

A small Emperor Dao Realm dares to take care of the affairs of this seat?

At this time, the competitiveness in the heart of the killing army was aroused, and his eyes were gloomy and cold, like a thin knife, wanting to cut everything off.

At this time, Rui Xiaomeng trembled slightly, extremely weak, but felt a warm embrace.

I felt a familiar breath, my beautiful eyes trembled, and I struggled to open my eyes into a slit.

The next moment, she saw the person who haunted her.

Although her misery is caused by the people in front of her, she has no hatred, only excitement, the excitement of being reunited again.

Thousands of thoughts finally turned into a pitiful sentence.

"Your Excellency!"

Rui Xiaomeng's voice was crying, because of his weak body, his voice was inaudible, but Zhang Jian heard it, and Kill Pojun also heard it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect to cause you so much damage, I'll give you an explanation!"

For Rui Xiaomeng, when he gave a divine power, Zhang Jian had already forgotten about it, but he didn't expect Rui Xiaomeng to become so miserable because of himself, which made Zhang Jian's heart very guilty.

Because of this, his killing intent became intense.

At this time, the killing army opposite Zhang Jian was even more cold and intense.

Because he heard Rui Xiaomeng shouting Zhang Jian as the lord!

The Lord is his killer, and he is unique.

Then the black-shirted young man who was called the lord by Rui Xiaomeng was the one who pretended to be himself.

The heart of the killer army was happy and cold.

The joy is that he finally met the person who pretended to be him, and the cold thing is that the killing intent in his heart can't be contained.

"I didn't expect you to really dare to appear in front of this seat, good, good!"

The cold eyes of the Killing Army fell on Zhang Jian, and the people around him felt a terrible murderous aura like a cold winter wind, and suddenly everyone retreated in shock, not daring to stay where they were.

Even the three hundred white-clothed beauties and the black-horned rhinoceros retreated uneasily at this moment, for fear of being swept up in the murderous aura of the Killing Army.

"This young man dares to provoke the Lord, who doesn't know that the Lord hates to be provoked the most, he is looking for death!"

"Hey, I was originally a genius, but I didn't want to take the initiative to find death, and I ran into the lord, isn't that asking for my own death, it's a pity!"

"It seems that this young man and this woman know each other, but it's too unwise to offend the lord for a woman, if I don't see it, self-preservation is the king!"

The people around scattered one after another, their eyes wandering over the killing army and Zhang Jian, feeling the increasingly cold murderous aura, all of them felt pity and silence for Zhang Jian.

At this time, Zhang Jian held Rui Xiaomeng in one hand, took out the healing pill from the storage space, fed it to Rui Xiaomeng, and helped her refine the medicinal power with his divine power to stabilize the injury.

"Boy, you actually pretended to be this seat, you can't escape today, this seat wants you to live, you can't die!"

Seeing that Zhang Jian didn't pay attention to himself, the murderous aura of the Killing Army was stronger, and the cold voice seemed to be stubborn ice, so he shot directly.

One hand stretched out, and suddenly the blue ice turned into a spear, and the electricity inside it flickered like a dragon.

Ice and thunder, two completely different energies, were perfectly fused together by the Killing Army, and at this moment, above the spear, a terrifying aura erupted, stirring the surrounding space.

In an instant, the space was torn, the energy rioted, and the long years condensed on it, and the next moment, the spear flew out, and suddenly the thunder was shocking, and the ice entered the soul.

The earth shook, the air surged, and the void was torn apart, as if everything was irresistible in front of this spear, and it was to be pierced and worn out.

"Cold Thunder Destroying Spear, this is a heaven-level intermediate martial art, and the terrifying aura on it is afraid that only a martial artist of the fivefold saint realm can resist it!"

Seeing this scene, many people were shocked, recognized the power of this spear, and quickly retreated, not daring to linger.

The speed of the cold thunder breaking spear was very fast, so that people had no time to dodge, so it landed steadily on Zhang Jian's body, and in an instant, it roared and shook the sky, and the terrifying fluctuations turned into a violent wind, whistling.

However, there is a spirit array near Danwu Hall, and the array patterns are flickering, so that all these fluctuations can be eliminated, otherwise many buildings around it will be razed and wiped out into ashes, after all, this is a blow from the triple powerhouse of the Saint Realm, and the power cannot be underestimated.

If it weren't for the Supreme City, I'm afraid it would be even more powerful, and a single spear could destroy a city.

"Is the man dead?"

"Definitely won't survive, it's just the Emperor Dao Realm, how can he be the opponent of the Venerable Lord!"

"Hey, it's a pity, such a young genius will definitely shine in the future, but he fell here!"

The fluctuations of the explosion had not completely dissipated, and everyone looked at the place where Zhang Jian was standing, shook their heads and whispered, thinking that Zhang Jian had been killed by the Cold Thunder Breaking Spear.

Even the Killing Breaker Army thought so, he believed that a small Emperor Dao Realm martial artist would definitely not be able to block his spear.

"Ant-like!"

However, at this moment, a cold voice sounded, and immediately from the explosion fluctuations, a hand stretched out, a hand as white as jade, but it was impossible for the Killer Army to dodge. The next moment, the palm of his hand landed on the neck of the Killer Army, and the breath of death made the Killer Army's pupils shrink suddenly, and the cold hair stood on end.