"Is that fierce man?"

"That's right, after Ao Xueshuangyan from Feixian Sect came back from Xuanhuang's Dead Domain, she once passed on the portrait of this person. She couldn't make it wrong. She really didn't expect that he was not dead."

"It's really amazing. The top geniuses who attacked all forces with the realm of True Gang were undefeated. Tonight, they fought against the purgatory overlords who were not below the level of supernatural powers, and resisted the energy frenzy generated by the self-destruction of the two purgatory overlords without dying. Tsk tsk, if this person does not die, his achievements will definitely not be lower than those of the White Emperor!"

"I'm not dead, haha, let alone the curse of the extreme martial arts cultivator, don't forget that today there are powerful people from the Divine Thunder Sect who are under the formation. His ending is just to let Xiaoxiao practice his skills, and if he gets tired of playing, he will be wiped out."

Above the eight battleships, there was a lot of talk and loud voices, without any intention of avoiding Jiang Wuye, just like he was just a beast in a arena for people to have fun.

"Master, is this the fierce man? He seems to be very powerful. His disciple can't beat him now."

Above a warship, Yu Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes were full of eagerness to see Jiang Wuye recovering little by little on the ground, and her heart was hot, but after seeing Jiang Wuye's domineering methods just now, she was obviously afraid.

"Haha, don't be afraid, just go there. I'll throw down a dragon-slaying monument and cut off half of his combat power. You can give it to me with confidence."

Hua Qianyu touched Shayu's little head indulge in love, and his hands were shining brightly. A stone tablet covered with blood appeared with a strange phenomenon of a barbarian dragon lying on his blood.

The Dragon-Slaying Monument, landing into a formation, trapping and killing the barbarian dragons is a kind of treasure developed by the Immortal Dao specifically targeted at martial arts practitioners, and has the miraculous effect of sealing the three dantians of spirit and spirit.

"Grand Commander!! Go quickly, they are coming for you!"

Jiang Wuye was in the process of physical restoration and could not move. Long Aotian on the city wall heard the discussions of those immortal disciples, and was furious and shouted at Jiang Wuye.

He thought Jiang Wuye had not woken up yet, so he wanted to wake him up and escape soon.

"Noisy!"

In the sky, Hua Qianyu's cold eyes swept away, making Long Aotian feel as if he fell into the abyss, his body stiffened and he could not move at all.

"Subduing a soul-storming thunder to clear the field, otherwise, those ants will be hindered later. The evil people will not be able to let go of their hands and feet, and they will not be able to enjoy the fun."

Hua Qianyu withdrew his eyes and gave a soft command to the disciple standing behind him. A light sentence determined the fate of Heihu City.

"yes!"

Buzz

After a few breaths, a warship buzzed, and dark muzzles gathered. A thunder shell that seemed to be composed of countless negative emotions appeared in the barrel.

Boom!

The roar and sound explosion flew in a flash, and the thunder erupted out, tearing the sky, crossing Jiang Wuye's frantically contracting pupils, falling towards Black Tiger City.

"asshole!!"

Bang!

The ground exploded, and Jiang Wuye, who had recovered, wanted to use this stable time to finally improve his strength and break the dilemma.

But I never thought that the Divine Thunder Sect would not give him this little time at all!

Boom!

Amid the roar, the sound explosion exploded into the void. Jiang Wuye turned into a lightning bolt and soared into the sky. He squeezed out an eight-death disaster sun in his hand and hit the thunder ball. His body followed closely, without expecting any accident to appear.

"Good means, a pity."

Click!

A pink thunder that had produced everything struck down, and the eight evil disasters were silently annihilated the void. Jiang Wuye's pupils suddenly shrank, and the True Gang engine accelerated again, in exchange for an unparalleled speed, rushing towards the thunder ball.

Click!

Hua Qianyu narrowed his eyes, and another pink thunder struck down, directly hitting Jiang Wuye.

"Dry!!"

The thunder drowns Jiang Wuye's burly body, and the pain that penetrates deep into his soul made him scream in terror.

His whole body was paralyzed, his consciousness was chaotic, and his oppressive power even made it impossible for him to mobilize the Emperor's Evil God's Wild Bone. The corner of his eyes, which was about to collapse, just watched the Yin Thunder Ball pass by by mistake and fell into the Black Tiger City.

Buzz

With a brief buzz, thousands of black thunders burst out silently, like a dazzling flower, sweeping across the Black Tiger City. Wherever they passed, the people lost their eyes and fell to the ground with a bang. Soon, they spread throughout the city. There was no standing figure within their sight.

Bang.

"Ahem..."

Jiang Wuye fell on the city wall, coughed out a mouthful of blood, and climbed in front of Long Aotian with difficulty.

The trembling hands touched the thin cheeks, and the true energy of the divine elephant poured in, and his eyes were bloody and dripping blood, as if the injured beast was yelling wildly: "Don't die, damn, don't die, come alive, come alive!!!"

"Well...the commander..."

Long Aotian held Qian Xiaoya, who had long lost her breath in his arms, opened a crack with difficulty, looked at Jiang Wuye, who seemed to be crazy beside him, and shouted with difficulty.

"You said, I can hear it, I can hear it!!"

Jiang Wuye roared hideously and held his ears to Long Aotian's mouth. At the same time, all the true energy transformed into the true energy of the God-Seeing Spirit to heal the soul, and poured into Long Aotian's body to repair the soul consciousness that was like a severing candle in the wind.

Long Aotian lay on the cold ground, looking at the dark night sky that was beyond the starlight, looking at the fairy who was tall and above, with a deep sense of powerlessness and despair on his face, and then turned into a relief smile.

He reluctantly raised his head, leaned into Jiang Wuye's ear and used up his last trace of energy and spoke hard: "If you can survive, don't be so stupid in the future, live more for yourself, and the world is not worth it."

Bang~

After talking, he raised his head and hugged Qian Xiaoya tightly. The last trace of his soul that could barely gather together in the sea of ​​consciousness disappeared.

"Puff! Hahahaha, hahaha, waste, waste, why do I want to save you, you waste!!"

Jiang Wuye let go of Long Aotian and fell to the side without any power.

He leaned against the city wall, grinning, not knowing whether he was crying or laughing, and his hoarse and low scolding resounded throughout the sky, and it lasted for a long time, like a crazy person with a mental breakdown.

After a few seconds, get up.

Jiang Wuye, who was smirking and crying, hugged the bodies of Long Aotian and Qian Xiaoya. With the joking eyes of the sky, he slowly walked down the city wall, thrust the earth, and fell into the yard of the commander's house.

"Master, is that OK?"

"Not t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t

On the warship, Hua Qianyu looked at Jiang Wuye on the ground with interest, waved his hand to let Yu Xiaoxiao stay calm. She seemed to hate the martial arts practitioners with extraordinary hatred, and enjoyed Jiang Wuye's sadness now.

Bang!

In the courtyard, Jiang Wuye stomped the ground with his right foot, and a corner of the soil exploded, and a big pit appeared.

He possessed himself, gently put the two of them into the pit and buried them.

Huh huh huh ~

The true storm swelled, and he sucked the two jars of wine in the wine cellar, the spirit of the god-hidden Wu Xiu, and opened the jar, one jar fell to the grave, and the other jar raised its head to drink wildly.

Gudong Gudong~

The strong wine kept entering his throat, and the madness in Jiang Wuye's blood-red eyes gradually faded away, staring at Hua Qianyu in the sky, and his breath was like a silent volcano for eternity, accumulating energy, strengthening, and recovering little by little.

"Go, be careful."

call out

Hua Qianyu retracted his gaze without any slightest, and the Dragon Slaying Monument fell into the sky, touched the fish's little head, his eyes full of expectation.

"Hehehe, look at me, master."

Yu Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes were full of excitement, and a beautiful purple fairy sword appeared in her hand, like a nine-day divine thunder. She followed the Dragon Slaying Monument and rushed towards Jiang Wuye.

Bang!

The wine jar fell to the ground and broke.

boom!!

The entire Black Tiger City exploded, collapsed and buried for dozens of miles in an instant.

"No, Xiaoxiao is back!"

"ah?"

Crack

The pink thunder hit the figure of the madman rising into the sky, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, hitting the divine iron, and the waves had not arisen.

Rumble

The thick right arm, which was entangled by barbarian dragons, was lifted up, and a large area of ​​void was unbearable and exploded directly. The dragon-slaying monument that could suppress the peak warrior of the Shenzang was smashed into powder in the sky.

clang!

Bang!

Immediately afterwards, the purple divine thunder sword was directly crushed, covering the sky with his big hands, and the terrifying aura of crushing the Invincible Purgatory occupied Yu Xiaoxiao's sight, making her breathing difficult and unable to move at all.

Click

The neck was stuck, and the bones burst.

Yu Xiaoxiao's nice face was confused, and her head was drooping softly on the tiger's mouth of the steel big hand, gasping for difficulty like a bellows.

Jiang Wuye's face was not visible, his eyes were as dark as ink, he pinched the breathing Yu Xiaoxiao, looked at Hua Qianyu, and glanced at the fairy in the sky, his voice seemed to be as sharp as iron: "Does it hurt?"

"You dare!!"

Bang bang bang bang bang

Amid the threat of Hua Qianyu's hoarseness, the disciples of the immortal sect looked in disbelief.

Jiang Wuye raised his right hand, pinched his palm into a fist, and hit Yu Xiaoxiao's head hundreds of times in a second, but his dark eyes were always looking at the immortals on the warship.

Smack

The juice was splashing everywhere, and there was only a pool of mud left in my hand.

Hula

The black flames surged and the sky was filled with ashes.

"I'll ask you if it hurts!"
Chapter completed!