Wang Chao's attack was not useless. The disordered qi and blood made Zhu Hong feel a little uncomfortable.

Wang Chao looked at Zhu Honggong gloomyly and said:

"Today...Today...I'm going to waste Daqing bloodshed. You, don't even think about leaving."

He no longer cared about so much.

The anger and hatred that had lost his life made him lose his mind.

He turned around, looked at the two brothers, and said, "Come here!"

The two white-robed practitioners flew over immediately and landed on the ground to draw their swords.

"Kill them all, Daqing is only one master. He has been injured. He has no fate..." Wang Chao pointed at Zhu Hong and said.

Zhu Hong frowned:

"If you dare to touch me, my master will kill Daming."

"Let's say this when you are alive." Wang Chao waved his hand.

At this moment, a brother on the left suddenly waved his sword——

The white sword aura, like a fan, cut horizontally. The target of cutting was not the Honggong, but Wang Chao.

Chih!

Bang!

"You guys———" Wang Chao's eyes widened, showing a look of horror.

The white-robed practitioner on the right also swung his sword aura and added several sword auras to his abdomen.

Bang bang bang bang!

Wang Chao landed heavily, and with a bang, the Thousand Realms Posa Dharma body contracted.

Throw another life.

"Sorry, boss, the national teacher has ordered my brothers to kill you on the spot."

Wang Chao's face was full of unwillingness, his facial features were covered with blood, his eyes were filled with horror, and he said, "Why, why?"

"Don't blame us for being ruthless. We are also thinking about the great Ming. When you were in duel with Mr. Ba just now, the national master sent three talisman papers in a row. I was really worried, so I took the national master's message to the great Ming. For the great Ming, you must die."

What do you care about? What Mr. Eight, what must be killed?

Wang Chao was completely confused.

My head was buzzing.

Even Lu Li didn't understand it.

The two white-robed practitioners suddenly knelt down on one knee at Zhu Hong and said, "Please forgive me for your sins, Mr. Ba! We don't know that you are the disciple of Lord Lu! Please be kind!"

Wang Chao: "???"

Zhu Hong frowned and was about to angrily scold him, when the Lord Lu was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was Lu Li suddenly walked up and grabbed him.

"Lao Zhu."

"If you have bad eyes, don't blink... No matter how hard you blink, this person surnamed Lu is not my master, who is the old man!" Zhu Honggong said, "I only recognize my own master in this life. Even if it is to save my life, don't want me to betray my master!"

If the first half of the sentence put him on the edge of a cliff, then the second half of the sentence really pulled him back.

The two white-clothed practitioners didn't think so.

"Anyway, you are from Motian Pavilion, right?"

“This is of course true.

"Your seventh senior brother is Si Wuya, right?"

"Hey, is that famous?"

"The national master said that all the people in the Motian Pavilion are our friends, and all those who attack the Motian Pavilion are our enemies. No matter who they are, they will kill them on the spot."

“…”

All the floods felt suspicious.

When did Motian Pavilion be so proud?

There is not a thousand realms in the Demon Heaven Pavilion, so how can they let go of their dignity and attack their own people?

Fraud?

Looking back on all the things that happened in the Golden Lotus Realm, my Tiger Village, nicknamed the Evil King, did make a living by fooling others. Many small forces dare not do anything to themselves. However, because the eldest and seventh brothers behind them secretly helped each other, it was not a pure fooling.

Just then.

Wang Chao shouted violently, and a thick qi burst out all over his body and rushed towards Zhu Hong.

"Wang Chao, you are so bold!"

Two white-clothed swordsmen rushed up, released the sword aura at the same time, and repelled them, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...the sky was flying.

The two of them were merciless and killed them.

After a few breaths, Wang Chao's body was penetrated by the sword aura, and it was almost impossible for him to survive.

He had already lost two lives, so how could he be their opponent?

Zhu Hong frowned and looked at them seriously.

Don't panic, keep it steady.

Zhu Hong felt the chill from Baochan's clothes.

This feeling will only occur when you are injured.

Zhu Hong looked at him with his hands behind his back, as if nothing was wrong.

After Wang Chao died, two white-robed practitioners fell to the ground and knelt down and said, "Wang Chao is dead, I hope Mr. Eighth will forgive me."

All the floods said lightly:

"very good."

"Thank you, Mr. Ba."

"You two are quite sensible. Since you know my identity, don't do anything randomly."

"Sure, certain."

After saying that, one of the white-robed practitioners said, "The National Master also said that if Mr. Eighth needs it, my brothers and I are willing to stay here to assist you."

Zhu Hong looked back at Lu Li, and Lu Li shook his head.

Zhu Hong said together: "You don't need your help."

Lu Li walked over and said, "Is there a rune passage?"

"No, we just came here, and there was no rune master."

Lu Li said, "Then how do you return?"

"The guidance of the talisman paper can reach Daming in half a year."

Half a year...

This time makes the scalp numb.

At this time, the emperor of Daqing and many royal masters drove the flying chariot and flew slowly.

When they drove into the air, Zaihong looked down below and said loudly: "Brother, I am here. I will help you with the strength of the whole country!"

The Hongs: "..."

He really wanted to say something that was useless, but that would be too depressing to faith and would not be in line with the identity of the Holy Lord. People in the world admired him and said that, and lost his fans.

Zhu Hong turned around and said loudly: "I will definitely win if I have your help!"

...

See here.

Luzhou stopped the magical power of the Heavenly Book.

After observing for a long time, the power of Taixuan is consumed quite a lot.

Since Lao Ba is fine and even broke Eleven Leaves, there is no need to continue to observe. With Lu Li's help, there is no big problem to deal with.

"Gongsun Yuanxuan, you know what you know."

Just as the Hongs were pursuing Wang Chao, Luzhou ordered Si Wuya to send a message. This was the previous scene of white-clothed practitioners killing each other.

Comparing the entire Big Pluto dynasty with a Wang Chao, they can't afford to bet.

Luzhou stood up and continued to sweep towards the depths of the magma.

The heat wave is surging.

High temperature roasts cheeks.
Chapter completed!