The hot blood, spurting outward, sprinkled the faces of the other warriors, making them look like bloody people.

These generals were all stupefied by the ferocity of Li Hexian at this moment.

"You're all going to die for me!"

There was no emotion of pity in Lee Chord's heart.

If he had been a moment late, Yuan Tianzhong and Chang Jiayi might have fallen on the spot, and for Li Hexian, once that became a reality, it could become a tragedy with lifelong regrets.

That kind of thing, Lee Chord must not allow it to happen!

So for these guys who want to attack his brothers and sisters, Li Hexian will not show any mercy.

With a loud roar, Li Hexian threw a heavy punch like thunderbolt, and pieces of the void were shattered and collapsed one after another.

Eight arms, from the void behind Li Chord, broke free like a madness, crackling, and smashed the heads of the remaining warriors.

After blowing his head, his arms stretched out sharply forward, his five fingers opened, grabbed the corpses in his hands, and pinched them fiercely.

Bang!

Between the cracks of these clenched fists, a thick blood mist immediately erupted, enveloping the scene.

After killing these generals, Li Hexian opened his five fingers, put the magic weapons and storage bags that the twelve generals carried with him in his palm, and turned to look at Yuan Tianzhong and Chang Jiayi.

Because Li Hexian was showing Mu Zihe's face at the moment, Yuan Tianzhong and Chang Jiayi couldn't recognize who he was, and looking at Li Hexian's expression, he was also full of complicated emotions.

The reason is very simple, Li Hexian rescued them and was their benefactor, but Li Hexian's identity was really suspicious, and he was ruthless, stronger than the twelve generals, so they had to be vigilant.

However, Li Hexian didn't explain, and he didn't explain, his fingers flicked continuously, and after injecting two wisps of spiritual energy into Yuan Tianzhong and Chang Jiayi's bodies, he quickly left.

Judging from the information from the clone's side, the clone and Shen Yun will arrive soon.

And after Yuan Tianzhong and Chang Jiayi got Li Hexian's aura, they immediately felt that the pain all over their bodies disappeared, and their originally bloodless faces returned to normal.

By the time they could stand up, the body of the Lee chord had already left far away.

At about the same time, in the chaotic void, Long Xingyun roared: "What's the matter! Why are they all dead all of a sudden?

Long Xingyun's figure was shrouded in dazzling light at this moment, and only a faint shadow could be seen.

This shadow continued to distort and deform with his roar, and it looked extremely strange, as if he was practicing some evil exercises.

Not far in front of the shadow, there was a small crystal clear tower.

On top of the small tower, a jade plaque was placed on each floor.

On the surface of the jade plate, names are engraved.

These are the life jade plates of Long Xingyun's descendants, as long as there is the death of his subordinates, the life jade cards will be broken, which can help Long Xingyun determine the life and death of his subordinates.

This kind of life jade plate is very common in sects and families.

At this moment, on the higher floor of the tower, the jade plate of life belonging to Su Yeqin had been broken into two.

A little below, Gao Yuan's life jade plate was also torn apart.

What's even more tragic is that on the lowest level, the twelve pedestals where the jade medals of life were originally placed are empty at the moment, and the ground around them is full of fragments of jade plaques.

Twelve generals, all dead!

The most powerful generals under Long Xingyun are the two great heavenly arrogants, the two great earth demons, the four great sword venerables, the eight heavenly kings and the twelve generals.

Each one of them was carefully selected by him and even personally cultivated, and they were the most important combat power under his hands.

Although these subordinates have different realms, in their respective realms, they are all the most supreme geniuses, and the future is absolutely limitless.

But now, the Four Great Sword Venerables have lost one, the Eight Heavenly Kings have lost one, and as for the twelve generals, they have all been wiped out!

Long Xingyun was so angry that he vomited blood.

This loss is almost no different from cutting off one of his arms.

"Who is it!" Long Xingyun roared like a mad beast, his shadow constantly twisting and deforming, elongating and shortening.

After a moment, his gaze moved to the top of the small tower, where the jade plaque of life belonging to Zhao Mengqi was placed.

Although this life jade plate was intact at the moment, Long Xingyun was becoming more and more uneasy.

Zhao Mengqi is the most important chess piece in his next plan, once Zhao Mengqi has a problem, then he can be said to have lost all his previous efforts, all the efforts in the past, all the lying salaries, all the courage, are all meaningless!

Now that Su Yeqin, who protected Zhao Mengqi, is dead, she must not fall into the hands of others. Long Xingyun gasped, as if he was engaged in an extremely fierce ideological struggle.

A moment later, in the distorted shadow, there was a sudden cry of pain*.

At the same time, the shadow seemed to be torn apart, and a terrifying crack appeared from the middle.

As the crack expanded, Long Xingyun*'s howling sound became louder and louder, and the sound waves in this chaotic void actually formed an explosive rolling thunder, thousands of rolling thunders, exploding one after another, blowing up this piece of void, constantly shattering, all kinds of chaos, one after another.

After a few moments, the shadow finally split in two.

One of them was bigger, and the other was a tenth the size of the moment.

The shadow of one-tenth size, retracted a few times, and suddenly, seeped out of the void, squirmed a few times, and condensed into a man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

This man, looking extremely handsome, between his eyebrows, has a luxurious atmosphere that ordinary people do not have, in his eyes, as if containing the scorching sun, the whole body is sharp, like the king of the county, as soon as he walks out, he will point to the collapse of the sky, kill the gods and demons, and there are tens of millions of white bones under his feet.

This man is the incarnation of Long Xingyun who has condensed his soul and qi and blood.

Although the out-of-body incarnation can have the same realm as the ontology, it is slightly inferior in terms of strength, and more importantly, the out-of-body incarnation has a time limit.

The external incarnation that Long Xingyun condensed at this moment had about one-third of the strength of his current body, and it lasted for fifteen days.

"In fifteen days, I must find and kill this group of people under me in the Western Frontier, and then break them into thousands of pieces!" Long Xingyun's eyes were transformed outside, revealing boundless killing intent, as if it was a layered ancient battlefield, about to crack the void and rush out.

He stood in place, as if he was a county king, muttered for a moment, waved his hand, and instantly, several tokens, like electricity, shot into the depths of the void.

It didn't take long for the void in front of Long Xingyun to suddenly hear a rattling sound, cracking the gap in the Dao, and with a boom, the crack suddenly expanded, forming a passage that was a full story high.

Several figures stepped out of the passage.