Hearing Jiang Hu's words, the five hundred children were silent.

A chuckle followed.

Second and third tones......

In the dimly lit chamber,

Everyone's eyes twinkled like stars.

They are clan soldiers, soldiers of a clan, fighting for the handsome.

Three months ago.

Jiang Ge spoke up for them, took responsibility for the crime, protected relatives and friends, cleared the charges, and rode out of the city to welcome the Changle Gang.

Now, it's their turn, tossing their heads and spilling their blood!

How can you hold back?

As in duty bound!

"Old patriarch, take care!"

Five hundred children clasped their fists together.

Jiang Rulie didn't have time to stop it, and the five hundred people dispersed with a hula and burrowed into the underground tunnel.

Immediately afterwards, laughter turned into a long song.

Jiang Ge's song, life and death parting song.

"Happy in life, why not die?

If you have comrades-in-arms, why be you afraid of death?

If you are born with strong wine, why worry about death?

If there is an enemy in life, why should we be afraid of death?

If you don't stop killing all the enemies, you will be drinking on the road to Huangquan!"

Life and death songs don't rhyme.

But it is full of men's romance and pride, clumsy and dissolute, and fierce!

......

The song was loud and loud.

In this way, the auditory reconnaissance of the Qingyun Sect's pursuers has no meaning.

Five hundred erlangs, each of whom is wrapped in a blood cloth around his waist, with the breath of Jiang Ge, in this way, the nose of the Cangyue wolf is equivalent to invalidation.

Mu Hai's face was covered with blood and his eyes were hideous.

However, as soon as he entered the underground tunnels of the mine, he was blinded.

"Bastard, bastard!"

"A swarm of ants, I don't know whether to live or die!"

was blocked one after another, Mu Hai's mentality exploded, and he was furious.

"Give it to me, and kill anyone you see!"

Accompanied by Mu Hai's order.

Whoosh ......

A disciple of the Qingyun Sect swept out with an expressionless face, setting off a bloody storm again.

The warriors of the Jiang clan, in the face of the comprehensive crushing of cultivation, realm, martial arts, etc., had almost no power to fight back, and could only fall tragically one by one.

Jiang Feng, the commander of the three soldiers of the five hundred clans, is known as Jiang Crazy.

He was a six-star samurai and fought against a nine-star samurai, and was wounded in many places all over his body, his left leg was cut off, his right eye was stabbed blind, and his chest, back, and head were ...... Blood was dripping everywhere.

Until the moment of death, he still clung to the enemy's thigh, thinking that he would delay a little time for the young master if he died.

Jiang Lei, the commander of the second army of the five hundred tribes, is known as the stone.

Because of his martial soul ability, his whole body is petrified.

He took the lead, using his own body to forcibly withstand the attack of a nine-star warrior, and with the last roar, he fell to the ground with the enemy in his arms.

Disappear off the face of the earth.

"Mine!

Looking at the brothers who fell in a pool of blood, Jiang Hu's eyes were cracked, his fists were clenched, and his front teeth were broken.

They are all brothers with Jiang Hu through ups and downs, brothers in life and death, and lifelong friendships.

In an instant, they were gone, completely gone!

The singing is getting lower and lower.

"Cut, don't measure yourself. ”

At the entrance of the tunnel, Mu Hai smiled contemptuously, extremely arrogant and disdainful.

Then he turned his head and arrogantly looked at Jiang Hu, who was quietly hiding in the tunnel, without saying a word...... and dozens of people behind Jiang Hu.

"Let me guess, are you here to surrender?" Mu Hai said in a good way, "Give up resistance and hand over Jiang Ge, everyone is happy......

Jiang Hu and the others still didn't say a word.

Mu Hai didn't care either, and said with a contemptuous smile:

"Tut-tut, a seven-star warrior, dozens of three-star and four-star warriors, this is your strength, it's really pitifully weak. ”

"Seeing the martial artist in person, the ants, don't tremble, don't cry, don't kneel?"

At first, it was just sarcasm.

Gradually, Mu Hai's momentum spread, and the coercion of the martial arts realm bloomed, moving people's hearts.

With the blood of Mu Hai's body, it is terrifying.

But no one retreated, no one knelt.

Jiang Hu quietly watched Mu Hai approach, and suddenly smiled: "Master of the Qingyun Sect, have you ever heard of the Heavenly Remnant Martial Soul?"

The Heavenly Remnant Martial Soul is a martial soul that can be cultivated, but can only be used once in a lifetime.

It's a grade higher than the Waste Martial Soul, but it's destined that this generation won't be too big.

But!

The ability of this kind of martial soul is often beyond imagination.

It was a flash in the pan and amazed all directions.

"Not good!" Mu Hai's face froze, and he was about to retreat.

"It's late!"

However, Jiang Hu roared angrily, and his tongue thundered.

After all his life's work, behind Jiang Hu, a phantom of a martial soul in the form of a "cross" gradually emerged.

With the opening of this martial spirit.

Mu Hai suddenly felt a tingling in his eyes, his whole body was weak, and he gradually lost the cultivation of the martial arts realm, or rather...... It is sealed.

Obviously, this is the ability of Jiang Hu's martial spirit.

Once Mu Hai was completely sealed, even if it was only for a minute, it would be enough for him to die in eighteen postures.

"Huh!"

In a hurry, Mu Hai swung his sword hard, and a Qingyun sword qi more than ten meters long cut out vertically, passing Jiang Hu.

Poof!

Jiang Hu's left arm was cut off like tofu.

The blood flowed like an infusion, and the martial soul ability was also stagnant.

Mu Hai got a chance to breathe, and his face was immediately happy.

Immediately after, he heard Jiang Hu's roar-

"Life and death are instantaneous, and the pride will shine forever!"

I saw him roaring and screaming, sacrificing a body of spirit and flesh, qi and blood, and the cross martial soul was urged to the extreme, producing a powerful suction.

Mu Hai's figure staggered and stopped.

"You die first!"

His face was ruthless, he did not retreat, but advanced, and pulled out a sword flower in his hand, and the blade of the sword trembled, like a blue light, stabbing straight at Jiang Hu.

Jiang Hu couldn't dodge this sword no matter what.

Suddenly.

The blade pierced Jiang Hu's heart, and then pierced out of his back, stained with blood.

However!

was pierced by a sword, but Jiang Hu did not have the slightest look of pain, but instead raised a crazy smile at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Jiang Hu's expression, Mu Hai's breathing stagnated.

He suddenly panicked and palpitated.

Before Mu Hai could react, Jiang Hu rushed forward with the sword blade on his head, allowing the sharp blade to slide inside his body until the three-foot sword completely penetrated his body!

Jiang Hu was like a beast, suddenly appeared in front of Mu Hai and hugged Mu Hai with his right arm.

"You...... What are you going to do?"

Mu Hai's voice trembled, and he struggled to break free, but his cultivation was sealed by the cross martial spirit, so he couldn't get out.

Jiang Hu wore a cloak, looked at Mu Hai with a hideous and crazy expression, and suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled.

"Roar, brothers!"

"Anger, brothers!"

"Forward!"

Moving Forward –

Advance......

The last two words roared and blurted out, like a clarion call to urge, and like anger soaring to the sky, echoing for a long time.

Mu Hai's face instantly turned like earth, and he said in horror: "Let go of me, you pariah, inferior person...... Let go of me!"

Of course, Jiang Hu will not let go.

Not only Jiang Hu, but behind Jiang Hu, dozens of clan soldiers, one after another, rushed up.

In the process of running,

In every soldier, there is a light pulse.

Dazzling light.

Blinding light.

...... Self-detonating light.

Obviously, these warriors intend to end their lives in the most gorgeous way.

"Damn it, save me, save me!"

Mu Hai was sealed, so naturally he couldn't use the ability to shuttle through shadows to escape.

His eyes were red and he howled in despair.

He was unwilling to die like this.

Almost, just a little!

As long as he snatches Jiang Ge's dragon blood, he Mu Hai is destined to become a dragon among people and a god in the sky.

coercing the sea and enslaving all peoples......

Until then, he can't die!

He must not die!!