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Chapter 87 The cry of despair(1/2)

He became rich overnight and smashed his points hard, which was also Chu Yang's confidence.

But he strangely discovered that Hua Qianyu and the other two changed their expressions and returned to normal.

"Could it be?"

He frowned and watched, his mind reflected, and when the thunder and smoke dissipated, Jian Mie appeared in front of him intact.

"How is that possible?"

Chu Yang was really surprised.

Two fire thunders, even if the Grandmaster accidentally was killed, but Jian Mie was fine. His eyes flashed, and he looked at Jian Mie's waist, where a jade talisman was hanging.

"Don't you know? As a direct disciple of the sect, a figure on the Qianlong list, and one of the most outstanding geniuses in the world, when you go out and walk, are there no life-saving things?"

Jian Mie said calmly, but his murderous intent almost turned into substance. If it weren't for the life-saving jade talisman given by his master, he would have been killed just now.

By then he will definitely become a joke in the mouths of others.

"I'm really missing!" Chu Yang sighed quietly, flipped his palm, and two more fire thunders appeared, throwing them towards Jian Mie, and said coldly, "But how many times can you resist?"

"Damn it!"

Jian Mie cursed and quickly left.

This time he really avoided it.

"You're looking for death!"

A hundred meters away, Jian Mian was furious. He was wrapped in the sword light and rushed towards Chu Yang. His speed was so fast that he actually surpassed his sword-controlling method.

"Man and sword are united?"

Chu Yang's expression changed drastically, and he moved horizontally to the left, landing on the already arranged array eye.

"Big array, get up!"

He felt that if he did not use some life-saving cards, he would definitely not be able to take the sword. He immediately became ruthless and controlled the formation to siege the sword that broke in.

"burst!"

Without hesitation, the formation was activated.

The destruction flames spewed out and the lightning flashed. The power of this explosion was more than a hundred times higher than the thunder of the fire just now. Jian Mie was immediately blown out of the unity of human and swords, activate the jade talisman to form a defensive light shield, but it shattered in a bang during breathing.

"How could I...!"

Jian Mie let out an unwilling cry, and his voice stopped abruptly.

At the same time, a roar came from the sky, "Do you dare to stop me!"

The sound rolled like thunder, vibrating the mountains and fields.

Then a big hand slapped it down, shattered the formation, destroyed the thunder and fire, and snatched the sword. Chu Yang was affected by the fish in the pond and was shaken away, landing on the rocks on the river bank, almost shaking the airs.

When he opened his mouth, he vomited blood, his face pale as paper and his breath was sluggish.

"Is this, is this the powerful soul?"

Chu Yang struggled to stand up, looked up at the sky, his heart sinking to the bottom of the valley, and at the same time he communicated with the bronze door intently, ready to escape at any time.

The person coming is too strong!

If it weren't for the slightest blockade of the formation, he would have been shocked to death without any time to react.

A powerful soul who surpassed the great master, except Mr. Wang, this was the first time he had seen him. He showed a little bit of sharpness and made him desperate.

This is no longer human.

"You deserve to die if you kill my beloved disciple!"

The figure at the sky was furious when he saw the sword in front of him clearly. The dark clouds rolled above his head, the roaring wind roared, and the strange phenomenon was amazing. At this time, the sword in front of him had no breath, and even the body was charred, and it was almost impossible to see the human appearance.

"Die, die, die!"

He shouted angrily, and took a big hand and slapped Chu Yang.

At this moment, Chu Yang's breathing stagnated and he felt like he could not breathe. When the pressure came, he suddenly felt like he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, without any resistance.

weak!

Humble!

Ant!

Such words echo in my heart.

Chu Yang gritted his teeth. He had been the city lord, the gang leader, the emperor, the sage, and the legendary martial god, what kind of identities are they?

Power is in control and enslave the world.

Although I have restrained my arrogance and polished my arrogance after years of hardship, I am still arrogant and arrogant in my bones.

Even when facing contemporary heroes like Huiren on the Hidden Dragon List, he was not afraid at all.

Now, I really feel the humbleness of weak power and the fragility of no resistance.

In my mind, the bronze door was shaking, and when I was about to shuttle through the dangers that were exposed, a black light rushed towards me and shook my big hand away.

"Jian Kui, temporarily rest the Wrath of Thunder!"

Two figures came from the sky and blocked Jian Mi’s master Jian Kui.

"Yelang, Ye Da, you two brothers want to stop me?"

Jian Kui frowned, and an invisible sword intent rushed out from above his head, splitting the wind and clouds and turbulent the bright moon.

"He cannot die if the inheritance does not appear!"

Yelang said coldly.

"I want his inheritance, my Tianmo Sect!"

Ye Da continued.

"I'm going to kill him?"

Jian Kui didn't want to wait for a moment. Jian Mie was his favorite disciple. He had been trained for many years and became a stolen figure on the Qianlong List. With time, he would definitely be able to reach his own level or even surpass it.

Now he has been killed by an unknown junior.

If it was an open battle, it would be fine, but it was killed by the formation, which made his murderous intention more intense than ever.

"Then you go and die!"

Yelang kicked his eyes and sneered.

"Really think I'm afraid of you?"

Jiankui was furious.

"Why do you have to?"

At this time, a crisp sound came, and flowers bloomed in the void, and the fragrance filled the air. A young woman came slowly on the moon, "Zi Qiangwei met all the Taoist brothers."

"You also want to seize the inheritance of Vedic temple?"

Yelang said coldly.

"It's just a coincidence. Besides, the inheritance of Vedic Monastery is not something of your Heavenly Demon Sect."

Zi Qiangwei was not angry at all, but smiled instead.

She slowly came to Jian Kui's side, obviously, she wanted to join forces with each other to compete with the two people from the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Immediately, the two sides confronted each other!

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha's name resounded through the sky, and immediately saw three big Buddhas galloping from afar, and in a blink of an eye, they came to everyone. They were surrounded by golden lights, sitting cross-legged in the void, like real Buddhas.

"Dear donors, the inheritance of Vedic temple belongs to my Golden Light Temple. Please see it on the thin surface of my Golden Light Temple, so leave!"

The headed monk said kindly.

"Shandu Big Bald Donkey, this is not your territory in Golden Light Temple. It's not your turn to shout!"

Yelang smiled coldly.

"There are also good deeds and good seas. If you don't recite your sutras honestly, why should you participate in things in the world? If it's a bad thing, you will really return to the Buddha's arms."

Ye Da said with bad intentions.

"Several!"

Another sound came, with a clanging sound, and the sound of killing was strong.

This is a middle-aged man with a huge sword more than two meters long behind his back. He stepped through it in one step and the mountains collapsed. His power was as powerful as he could create the world.

"How about we join forces and do the three bald donkeys?"

The middle-aged man came directly to Yelang and the others and stared at the three great monks Shandu.

"I think it's OK, it's OK. With you, Jue San from Jue Dao Valley, here, you will definitely be able to cut off the bald heads of the three of them."
To be continued...
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