After more than a year of separation, everyone did not meet in Jinhai City, but they actually met here in advance, disrupting all the plans of the four teams, and the two of them were actually implicated in this way, this is a good thing done by the Bo family! The Bo family must perish! Xiao Yong was furious.

didn't bother to greet them, picked up the big knife, and attacked towards the eighty martial monarchs who came from the siege, spurting blood all the way, each of them could block Xiao Yong's marching pace.

"Killing God! This is the real God Killing! It is also the late stage of Wujun, and he can't stop the move of killing God, and the gap is so obvious. ”

"The killing god is estimated to be planted this time, and I heard that there are nearly twenty martial kings waiting inside, just waiting for him to come to the net. ”

"It's just too easy to break. Show alone in the forest, the wind will destroy it. I hope that the God of Killing can escape this catastrophe and give the bright and upright people a little living space. ”

"Shhhhh ”

"Don't be so cautious, the four Martial Kings are gone, and the twenty Martial Kings will have to lose more than half to take him, and their strength will drop by half at that time, how can they have the energy to take care of our affairs?"

"Of these four martial kings, only one is from the Bo family, and the other three are from outside forces. ”

"Don't make a noise, every time you say a word, he will abolish a martial monarch in the later stage, and when you finish arguing, this martial monarch is estimated to be almost abolished. Don't you think it's a pity that you're talking nonsense about such a wonderful battle?"

Xiao Yong killed all the way, and none of the Wujun he encountered could escape, and all of them were cut off at least one arm and one leg. Li Jingyi and the seven of them are different, they can kill all of them, they are aggrieved, and they can only vent their anger by killing.

The eight people killed with red eyes, sweeping the late stage of Wujun who rushed like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, the movements were clean and neat, the move was to kill, and the step by step was to kill.

As their companions fell one by one, the more frightened they became, and at last eleven of them flew away.

But how could the eight let them escape? Each pursued one, and Xiao Yong pursued one after another, until all eleven were thrown under the cross.

Xiao Yong jumped up and pulled out the huge wooden nails nailed to the two of them, took out the Earth Milk Essence, Healing Pill, Bone Healing Pill and Pulse Nourishing Pill and handed them to Gu Hanhai who greeted him, looked at the Bo family opposite, and released his soul power to cover the entire twelve miles of the Bo family.

It may be that the speed of the battle is too fast, and the people in the Bo family have not reacted yet, Xiao Yong turned his head and said, "Wait a minute, you will stay here, I will go and destroy the Bo family! If someone provokes, you just kill, kill him, and go to their family." ”

Guan looked at Xiao Yong softly and said, "Senior Brother Xiao, there is something wrong with your situation now, and you are a little anxious; Without you, we wouldn't have been able to escape the Bo family's pursuit, so for our sake, you should also calm down first. ”

Murong Yan also nodded, "Now that the two of them have been saved, let's rest for a while and wait for them to attack." ”

Xiao Yong took a few deep breaths fiercely, and said a little angrily, "No! I can't calm down, I have to kill the door! They still have fourteen martial kings in their house, and they can't put the battlefield here." Don't worry, I'll be fine. If you have an emergency here, shout loudly!" he said, flying towards the gate of Bo's house.

The spectators were still stunned, but they found that Xiao Yong had already flown towards Bo's house, closed their mouths one after another, and flew with a huff.

In the Bo family, thirteen martial kings were sipping tea in a large living room, laughing and talking about what had happened in the past few days.

"Our joint attack has deterred many individuals and forces who are ready to move, and the Martial King Alliance is not so easy to talk about. ”

"Xiao Yong hasn't come yet, either he hasn't received the news in the deep mountains and mountains, or he is pretending to be a grandson. ”

"Haha, I think it's the latter. Dare to ask him to save people, he is also very smart, knowing that this is the tiger's den Longtan, there is no need to come to die. ”

"Boom!" came a loud bang.

Several Bo Family Martial Kings jumped up, "Where did the sound come from?"

"It shouldn't be fine, there are four Martial Kings and eighty-eight Martial Monarchs in the late stage, even if they are attacked, there is still time to send out a call for help. ”

"Report!" A martial artist staggered to the door of the living room at the beginning, his face was pale, and he almost collapsed into the living room.

King Bo Jiawu reprimanded, "What's the matter? ”

Wu Jun trembled and said in the early days, "Xiao Yong has been killed!"

"Haha, it's a good time! How many people are there?" asked a martial king.

"He's alone. ”

A martial king laughed and said, "One person, those people can get rid of him, and we don't have to go out." ”

The Martial King of the Bo Family said with a smile, "You can't do this, everyone has to go out and show your face, show the strength of my Martial King Alliance, and benefit the long-term cultivation world of the Longxiang Continent." ”

King Zhuang, who was missing an arm, said with a smile, "From today onwards, our Longxiang Continent Martial King Alliance will change from a loose type to a tight type, and killing Xiao Thief is equivalent to giving me a sacrificial flag for the official establishment of the Martial King Alliance." ”

That martial artist finally interjected at the beginning, and said in a trembling voice, "Xiao Yong has split our archway and is killing here." Four or five thousand monks stood in front, black and oppressive. ”

All the martial kings stood up suddenly, and a martial king of the Bo family asked, "Is it possible?" The person had already come to the sky above the living room and looked in the direction of the archway.

There is a city lord's mansion between the archway and the reception building, which is also the patriarch's mansion of the Bo family, and the Wusi City is the Bo family, but the Bo family is only the Bo family.

After Xiao Yong knocked down the archway, more than fifty martial artists flew out of the city lord's mansion in an instant, rushing towards Xiao Yong. For Wu Jun, Xiao Yong has no desire to fight, but in his heart he wants to destroy the Bo family, so he shoots cleanly;

There are many martial artists of the Bo family, and they cut down a batch, and rushed out in batches from all over the houses, rushing towards him without fear of death.

There is no comparison, there is no gap, the usually fierce Bo family Wujun is a sheep waiting to be slaughtered in front of Xiao Yong, and he keeps falling to the ground.

The thirteen Martial Kings stood in the air, watching Xiao Yong fall with every sword he made, and they were all stunned for two or three breaths.

A Bo family martial king shouted angrily, "All retreat!" and flew towards Xiao Yong as he spoke. The other martial kings also came to their senses and flew away.

Xiao Yong couldn't let them retreat like this, following them in pursuit, the speed of the martial monarch who fell down was not less than at the beginning.

The Martial King of the Bo Family picked up the iron rod and smashed it at Xiao Yong, who turned slightly sideways and rushed forward with a big knife in his hand.

"Poof!"

The big knife passed through the chest of the Bo Family Martial King, and blood sprayed on Xiao Yong's body.

Xiao Yong didn't stop, pushing him towards a passing Martial King, piercing his abdomen, and continuing to push forward, a retreating Martial Monarch mid-stage happened to meet the tip of the knife, and the tip of the knife appeared from behind the middle of the Martial Monarch.

"Wu Cao! Killing God is killing God, one knife pierces three, alive, rare in history!"

"Damn, if anyone told me before that a Martial Monarch could push a Martial King and then pierce a Martial King in the later stage, I wouldn't believe it if he was killed, and he would even wear a Martial Monarch in the middle stage as a partner. Pervert, my god of killing!"

With his left hand free, he struck out with all his palm, the neck of the Martial King of the Bo Family was shattered, the head of the second Martial King was smashed, and the seven orifices of the Martial King were bleeding in the middle of the Martial Monarch.

"This is the true embodiment of dark energy!" Xiao Yong pulled out his big knife, dodged a shot stabbed by a martial king behind him, and resisted a knife slashed horizontally by a martial king.

"Perverted, perverted, perverted! One palm and three lives, how powerful is it to kill gods. ”

"The key is that I was stabbed hard, and it doesn't seem to spurt blood. Wow, is he just copper-skinned and iron-skinned?"

"Wow! The Killing God actually put away his knife and prepared to fight the Martial King with his bare hands?

"Smack!" a spectator slapped himself in the face, and then shouted, "That's right, he actually blew up a martial king with his bare hands!"

"The Martial King who slashed was blown up by him, and the Martial King with the gun is dangerous! Wu Cao! Empty-handed into the white blade, grabbing the spear with one hand, wow! Kicking and blowing up a Martial King, can this battle between monks still play like this?"

"In less than three breaths, he killed four martial kings, this killing god is really ferocious! How will the nine fight next? I'm looking forward to it!"

In just three or five breaths, four Martial Kings were quickly killed, and the remaining nine people retreated one after another, surrounding Xiao Yong, and there was no relaxation on their faces, only solemnity. In their hearts, some people were a little remorseful, very unoptimistic about the outcome of this battle, and seemed to provoke someone who should not be provoked, and some people were very manic, and among the four martial kings, two were the martial kings of the Bo family.

King Zhuang shouted, "Little cub, you are dying today. Give you a chance, you cut yourself, and make sure you have a whole corpse, otherwise, we will chop you up and feed it to the dogs. ”

Xiao Yong looked at him and said coldly, "Old dog, I went to Hua Yuzong to look for you, but I didn't expect you to abandon your home and run away; I assure you, as long as you find your family, there will be no more Martial Master Realm cultivators. ”

The surnamed Zhuang laughed, "You like to look for it, what does it matter to me? My favorite grandson was killed by you, and that family is already dispensable to me." ”

As soon as these words came out, whether it was the Martial King and Martial King beside him, or the monks who were watching the excitement from a distance, they all turned their eyes to him, and some of the spectators openly cursed.

"What is the use of such a martial king to the family, what is the use of it to the cultivation world?"

"No wonder he was cut off by someone, because he was ruthless and unrighteous. ”

"Such a martial king turned out to be a guest of the Bo family, which shows that the Bo family is not bad. ”

A martial artist of the Bo family shouted violently in the later stage, "What nonsense are you talking about? Be careful that we clean you up!"

A spectator shouted, "You're lucky if you don't get cleaned up by the Killing God, wait for your life to clean us up again!"

The other laughed, "Your Bo family's martial monarchs have been cleaned up more than half, right? In the late stage of eighty-eight martial monarchs, they were killed by others as local chickens and dogs, you don't feel heartache, we are all heartbroken when we look at it, so many martial monarchs in the late stage, how much do you have to eat to cultivate like this." ”