"You want me to die? It's going to disappoint you......"

His pupils kept shrinking, and Hao Jian seemed to see everyone's teasing and ridicule.

The force of the pressure on the body has not yet dissipated.

The figure fell.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Instead of falling into the void, it smashed directly on a battleship, Hao Jian didn't know which sect it was, but felt a sharp pain sweep through his body.

One year of life in exchange for a body without injury is fine.

On the giant battleship, a group of warriors avoided Hao Jian when they saw the smashed down.

Seeing that Hao Jian was motionless, they didn't dare to step forward, and the god-killing tiger in the sky waved the mighty aura and landed steadily on the battleship.

Yes!

The sound of horror then occupied most of it, and no one would be frightened to see such a Martial Emperor-level demon beast.

......

Muttering voices rang out.

"Dead, right?"

"You see that he is motionless, he must be dead!"

"I really don't know what to do, a martial king wants to resist the martial emperor, and there is no need to kill the god and tiger, it's really sad......"

"The reputation of the Beichuan Palace is terrible......"

"Hey, isn't that right?"

......

The human heart is the most described.

The disruptive arguments gradually overpowered the horrors of the rest of the warriors.

They all sighed that Hao Jian didn't know how to dare to fight the martial emperor by himself.

But no one dared to take a look at whether Hao Jian was dead or not.

After all, the god-killing tiger beside him was not easy to provoke.

The god-killing tiger stretched out his long tongue and licked Hao Jian's hand, Hao Jian's trembling body was spilling blood, if he had just urged the measureless ruler to consume his ten years of life, he would definitely be fine at this time.

It's just that he can't cultivate as a martial king now, and his longevity is more or less limited, so he naturally doesn't dare to waste a lot.

Exchange the life of the future for the life of the present.

"The duckweed old monster really lives up to its reputation, in this case, this king has taken this god-killing tiger away. Bai Mad Tian looked at the duckweed old monster not far away and smiled slightly, and immediately set off to teleport.

"Humph!"

The duckweed monster didn't say much, this was what he had promised, but ......

It seems that it is very difficult for you to subdue the old man of the god-killing tiger.

Then, the duckweed old monster looked at Zhang Qunyi again, with a fierce expression.

"Beichuan Palace, hehe, will cease to exist!"

Hiss!

What the?

The elders on the battleship of the Beichuan Hall all shouted.

"Hehe, do you think this king doesn't know that this Hao Jian is the elder of your Beichuan Palace?"

"You're doing a good job, but you're still believing in the old man too much, it's really humble! A genius who may rise in the future has been killed by you. ”

The duckweed old monster looked at Zhang Qunyi strangely, and the meaning in his words was even more distinct.

Who killed Hao Jian?

Is it all him?

No!

You can only blame the elders of the Beichuan Hall for not opening their eyes!

......

"You're all too early to be happy, aren't you?"

"I'm still alive, so you're pretending to be thirteen here?"

A faint voice sounded from below with a tyrannical and domineering spirit, and there was no doubt that the voice came out of Hao Jian, who was just thought to have been killed.

As soon as he turned over, Hao Jian got up directly from the smashed battleship, and then he had already climbed onto the back of the god-killing tiger, looking at the white mad sky that had rushed over at great speed.

Hiss!

Everyone only saw Hao Jian's eyes moving slightly on the back of the god-killing tiger, and the fierce look in his eyes was not visible, and what was even more terrifying was that there was some blood on his body that turned into a ball, and there were no other injuries?!

Yes!

How did this look like he had been hit with all the strength of a Martial Emperor Eighth-Order powerhouse! Even the aura was much stronger than just now.

Is this Nima getting worse and harder?

Bai Qitian stopped his body, and the heat in his eyes also weakened a lot with Hao Jian's loud shout.

Hiss!

"Why didn't he die?"

"That's a full blow from the Martial Emperor!"

"I still want to be fine, my breath was obviously floating just now, but now I am much calmer. ”

It took a lot of effort and no warrior came up with why.

They could only look at Hao Jian with stunned eyes.

The duckweed old monster is even more frightened than other warriors, and the waves in his heart are like endless waves, and he just struck with all his strength!

An eighth-order martial king is still standing here like no one, damn! Where is this old man's face gone?

No way!

This son must die!

With the cultivation of the Martial King, he is no longer afraid of him, so what will he do when he grows up in the future?

The Qinglong Ancient Kingdom can't leave a future trouble!

Never!

Looking at Hao Jian's unruly gaze, the duckweed old monster instantly became angry and looked at the white madness that was already close to Hao Jian.

"Brother Bai?"

Bai Qitian said lightly, "You deal with Hao Jian, this king will take down this god-killing tiger ......"

The icy expression was accompanied by the formation of a condensed giant white tiger in the sky, turning around, and Bai Qitian jumped directly to the side.

Hao Jian patted the god-killing tiger under the seat, and then jumped directly into the sky.

Hao Jian pondered, how should he win in the face of the two Martial Emperor powerhouses?

It seemed like a death sentence from the start.

Hiss!

"What is he doing here?"

"Could it be that you really want to fight against the two Martial Emperor powerhouses?"

"Crazy, this world is simply crazy, and it is impossible for a Martial King to rely on the Godslayer Tiger to confront two Martial Emperors!"

......

Wave after wave of shouts brought the horror in the warrior's heart to the extreme.

Hao Jiandu wanted to laugh.

These warriors are really too humble......

"I, Hao Jian, am going to fight the Double Emperor today, from this moment on, I will be the nightmare of the entire Qingzhou! In the future, the entire Qingzhou will survive under my feet, and you humble warriors will also have to die to me!"

The evil qi condensed and the wind around him rumbled, and Hao Jian shook his hand tightly with a ball of blood, facing the duckweed old monster standing side by side and the white mad sky.

One person fights two emperors!

Qingzhou is full of ants!

This life is a nightmare!

Buried and cast heaven!

Countless martial artists looked at Hao Jian stupidly, some were confused, some were excited, and some were looking at Hao Jian viciously.

This son is really rampant, and he still wants to destroy Qingzhou?

"The two adults, please act quickly, so as not to fall into the Demon Road Cholera Qingzhou Road in the future!"

"Yes, please also ask the two Martial Emperors to uphold justice and wipe this son in the cradle!"

Countless martial artists resonated with it, because they saw an extremely strong evil aura on Hao Jian's body, which was a kind of killing intent that would never be willing to kill them all if they were not wiped out.

The duckweed old monster and Bai Qitian glanced at each other, it was originally just a farce to wipe out the Beichuan Palace, but now it has become a war for the two of them to uphold justice and kill the future enemy?

Oh, yes!

This is definitely a good opportunity to win people's hearts, and if you kill this son, no one will say that the two Martial Emperors of them oppress the juniors, because they have only done the right thing for heaven from beginning to end!

Yes, for the heavens!

"Why did you enter my Beichuan Palace, it turned out that you wanted to disintegrate the great foundation of my Beichuan Hall into a demon sect!"

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