Of the eight masters of the Great Zhou Kingdom, the boss Tang Xiangfeng never appeared from beginning to end. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The remaining seven masters, the witch Li Shirong, was severely injured by the Blue Moon Prince, and she was alone against the giant spirit god.

The embroidered eyebrow woman's hands flew flowers, invisible needles and threads flew wildly, and she faced Jing Xiong, who was killing and preaching.

The little boxing king Xiong Wei is as domineering as a rainbow, and his fists are full of energy, strong as a torrent, and he is on the reincarnation hook Ding Ming.

The little spear king Yang Ruoxu, Qin Chu, Xiao Duyu and the last meteor swordsman all faced strong opponents.

In addition to the geniuses of the Tianjiao List, there are also many masters of the older generation of the sect who are targeting the martial artists of the Great Zhou Kingdom.

Because in addition to the Great Zhou Kingdom, the other five countries all had ten Tianjiao-level masters present, and they didn't dare to provoke, only the Great Zhou Kingdom did not have a pillar to suppress the formation.

For anyone, one less person to observe the Phoenix King Sutra is equivalent to one less opponent who may threaten them in the future.

The slaughter was ongoing, blood splattered, and bones piled up. Almost for a short time, many unjust souls died in front of the lonely mountain peak.

The super masters are a little better, at least they can't beat and have a chance to escape, and the worst thing is that those big masters, under the sweep of many geniuses, died in pieces and pieces, and they didn't have the power to fight back at all.

"Knife of the Wind!"

A young man with a lofty instrument and his eyebrows flying into his temples swung out with a knife, and the light of the knife was as fast as thunder, slashing towards the sky and killing the gun.

Sonorous and sonorous......

The two sides fought dozens of moves, and the young man laughed: "Remember, the one who kills you is in the sky." ”

Bu Qingxiao slashed hard, and the sword light filled the void, shaking away the spear that he intended to do.

"Senior brother. ”

Another shot stabbed from the oblique side, with spiral strength, it was Chi Zhongyue in colorful clothes.

"I can't do it. ”

Bu Qingxiao snorted disdainfully, and waved out the knife qi with one hand, Chi Zhongyue's chest was sunken, and a mouthful of blood mist with fragments of internal organs spewed out of the air.

"Senior sister!"

My eyes were torn, and my heart was torn apart.

"Ten Thousand Snakes Devouring Hearts!"

The man dressed in black, surrounded by the phantom of a poisonous snake, tore towards the black-clothed sword. This person is none other than Xiu Qingyi, one of the four young masters of the Blue Moon Country.

Three years ago, Tang Fengyue defeated the four young masters in one move outside the Forgotten Worry Forest, which made them angry to this day. Therefore, as soon as he made a move, he targeted Tang Fengyue's friend.

"Taste the lion's roar of my mad lion Yang Yuan!"

Yang Yuan roared, and the furious sound waves radiated in all directions. At this moment, Wang Zhanqing, Xiao Yinlong, Luo Wanxiang and others all vomited blood, and even other masters of the Great Zhou Kingdom were affected.

Seriously speaking, it's not that Wang Zhanqing and the others are not as talented as Yang Yuan, it's just that they suffer from the fact that their cultivation time is too short and they can't make up for the gap for the time being.

"Crocodile Kill Scissors!"

Tan Zong sneered, his eyes were blood-red, and he fought with Wang Tiege, which can be described as a red and shocking style.

The remaining six of the Seven Sons of Worry-Free wanted to help from the side, but they were stopped by the masters of the Flying Snow Sect.

"Kill them all, kill him and leave no piece of armor. ”

A middle-aged man with a white face and beard stood under the lonely mountain wall, looking at all this coldly.

He is the Flying Snow Sect Master, Zhongli.

"Djinn's Hand!"

On the other side, the giant spirit god kicked his footsteps, and his big hand pressed down on Li Shirong's cover, as if covering the sky.

In the rear, the demonic aura of the Holy Son of the Demon Gate was like a river, rolling like a tide, and a heavenly demon hand slapped Li Shirong's back fiercely.

With the help of the former sect leader Chi Chong, the Holy Son of the Demon Gate, he can now reach the early stage level of the Chaoyuan Realm, and his strength is comparable to that of the strongest junior super master.

In the face of the attack of the two, Li Shirong had a little feet, and her enchanting and boundless delicate body turned into a beautiful dance.

It's a dance of demons, half dreamy, half murderous.

"You actually cultivated the Heavenly Demon Step to the highest level!"

The Holy Son of the Demon Gate couldn't help but exclaim.

The Heavenly Demon Step is the strongest body technique of the Demon Gate, and in terms of skill alone, it even far surpasses the Worry-Free Valley's Sky Wind Technique.

But seeing the flying flowers falling, Li Shirong's beautiful face was solemn. With a wave of the long sword, colorful light burst out, perturbing people's hearts and souls.

If the Heavenly Demon Step shocked the Demon Gate Holy Son, then Li Shirong's swordsmanship at this moment shocked him.

This is the legendary Heavenly Demon Rainbow Sword Technique.

It is rumored that this is the swordsmanship of the devil, and when a sword is swung, the human heart is destroyed, the soul is broken, and there is no one in the world who can stop it. How can this woman be virtuous, how can she practice this supreme swordsmanship!

"Not good!"

Equally terrifying was the Djinn God. Halfway through the clapping of his djinn hand, most of it dissipated because of his soul.

With a wave of Li Shirong's long sword, a three-inch-deep blood mark was cut on the chest of the Giant Spirit God, and the blood immediately flowed like an infusion.

In his heyday, Li Shirong's sword was enough to kill two giant spirit gods, but at this moment, internal injuries broke out, but they could only cry out in vain.

"You give me death!"

Because of the Giant Spirit God, the sword qi that the Demon Gate Holy Son suffered was very small, and he endured boundless horror, and slapped Li Shirong on the back with a full force of the Heavenly Demon Hand.

"Poof!"

Li Shirong flew out like a broken paper kite, staggered to the ground, and her pretty face was already snow-white.

"Li Shirong, if you had promised to marry this holy son, it would not be the end you have today. ”

The Holy Son of the Demon Gate approached step by step, with a playful smile on his face: "It's better to be like this, as long as you are committed to me now, I will protect you." ”

This time, the former sect dispatched many masters, such as Bai Wutian, the white god of the Three Uniques, Four Evils, and Eight Wonders in the past, and the black-hearted black Yao who switched from the Corpse Refining Gate to the Demon Gate.

At this moment, Bai Wutian was entangled with the Rosemary Color-Winged Dapeng people in the Eight Wonders, making it impossible for him to get out.

In fact, there were some other super masters in Houzong, but since Qin Mengyu was at the juncture of breaking through to the True Realm, most of them stayed in Houzong to protect him.

Hearing the threat of the Demon Gate Holy Son, Li Shirong seemed to be unaware, and smiled like a goblin: "Shi Rong only likes men who are stronger than herself, and you are not worthy." ”

"You slut, you dare to be stubborn when you are dying. Hah! Ben Holy Son simply won't kill you first. I will arrest you and play with you for two months, and when every pore of you is rotten, I will give you to the servants at the lowest level of the previous sect, so that they can also taste the wonderful taste of the holy daughter of the Demon Gate. ”

The Holy Son of the Demon Gate looked hideous and excited, looking at Li Shirong's stunning face and the devil's figure, he felt a burst of blood rushing his head, and reached out to grab Li Shirong's twin peaks.

Rumble!

An earth-shattering sound suddenly erupted in the distance, and the ground shook endlessly.

The Holy Son of the Demon Gate couldn't help but turn his head and look back, this look, he saw the picture that he could forget for a moment in his life.

In the distance, a white-clothed figure was as handsome as jade, flying by, like a divine dragon striking the sky. An iron spear in his hand was swung out, and the infinite surging demonic qi suddenly turned into three black dragons that were hundreds of feet long, and they came in chaos.

The ground collapsed, and the earth and rocks flew like bullets. In the midst of a miserable cry, the crocodile sect masters who attacked the martial artists of the Great Zhou Kingdom, the masters of the Flying Snow Sect and others died.

The rest of the people turned pale, stunned by this blow, and could only look up at the jade dragon that came from the sky.

"Little junior brother!"

This is Du Hongyue's scream.

From Tang Fengyue's birth to the present, this is the first time she has called him like this.

"Brother Tang!"

This is a cry from Wang Zhanqing and other friends, full of indescribable excitement.

"The Jade Dragon is here!"

This is the cheers of the warriors of the Great Zhou Kingdom.

From a very early age, perhaps after Tang Fengyue sealed the top ten corpse generals, he slowly became a pillar in the hearts of the righteous path martial artists of the Great Zhou Kingdom.

As time passed, as the news about the boy came, this pillar in everyone's hearts became stronger and stronger. Until this moment, he has become the savior that the warriors of the Great Zhou State are looking forward to.

Even the former enemy opponents, Ji Xuanhua, Xiao Ke, and even Yi Dongliu, the son of Changchun, and others, saw the young man who was galloping over, like a god in the sky, and a strange emotion surged in his heart.

Brush.

The white shadow flashed, Tang Fengyue took the lead in doing what he wanted, and Chi Zhongyue and the two passed by.

Bu Qingxiao swung the knife at the two, but he could no longer fall, and the whole person froze in place.

The white shadow flashed continuously, and Tang Fengyue appeared in front of Jian Li, Wang Zhanqing, Wuwu Qizi and others one after another, and flashed by.

Bu Qingxiao, Xiu Qingyi, Yang Yuan, and Tan Zong all stood like puppets in the chaotic battlefield, until Tang Fengyue had left for a long time, and then there was a bang, and at the same time it exploded into a blood mist.

"No!"

The crocodile gate masters shouted, and their eyes were about to burst out of their sockets.

Although the shouting and killing at the scene was still loud, when the white shadow flashed, the local sound would stop strangely.

"You're moving too slowly. ”

The Holy Son of the Demon Gate was about to catch Li Shirong, but when he saw Li Shirong in front of him, he didn't know when a tall and tall figure was standing.

"Tang Fengyue, why is it you every time!"

The heroic face of the Holy Son of the Demon Gate swept over an incomparably complicated color.

No one knew that this Heavenly Pride of the Demon Sect had secretly been jealous in his heart since he saw Tang Fengyue for the first time in Qingyun Peak.

Now goodbye, the other party's demeanor is even more difficult to describe with pen and ink, and he has already been thrown away.

"At the moment of the enemy, everyone should temporarily abandon their prejudices and work together. ”

Looking at the Holy Son of the Demon Gate, Tang Fengyue said lightly.

"Ridiculous idea! An enemy is an enemy, and at no time can an enemy turn an enemy into a friend. ”

seems to be resentful, seems to be unwilling, the Holy Son of the Demon Gate exhausted his life's strength, and killed Tang Fengyue with a heavenly demon hand.

Bang!

Tang Fengyue waved his hand, and the Holy Son of the Demon Gate vomited blood and returned, and his chest was sunken in a large piece. However, Tang Fengyue was merciful after all, and there was no killer.

Hei Zhiyao, Bai Wutian and the others caught the Demon Gate Holy Son, and they all looked up at Tang Fengyue, unable to come back to their senses for a while.

Bai Wutian is better.

But Hei Zhiyao will not forget that when he first met Tang Fengyue in Yutai Peak, the other party was just a kid who was not even born in the sky, and it was only six years, and he surpassed them as old rivers and lakes.

The world is really unpredictable!

"Alas, you are right not to come with a stick. This is no longer something we can dominate. ”

Hei Zhiyao was inexplicably excited for a while, and actually had the urge to retire to the rivers and lakes.