Chapter 1192: The End of the Strong Crossbow

Purple mask, jet-black scabbard. There was no sound, but it was a deep fear. This is the main force of the attack on the Chuangyun Courtyard.

Then, the Yin Spirit King looked at the charred corpse of his son in the coffin, closed his eyes in pain, and told the ironclad zombies: "Carry the little prince's corpse to the royal tomb for burial." ”

This is a sign that Han Tianzhu is using his own strength.

Of course, these are all delaying tactics.

"I don't know if Lin Shuanghou is representing Great Xia this time, or representing the Qinglong Lin family. ”

Usually busy slaying the human-faced snake demon, they must have beheaded all the human-faced snake demons.

did not reply to Bai Jinghong's words, Han Tianzhu's words were cold: "I advise you two to leave here, today I just want to separate this place, don't force me to kill you and so on!"

"Take a step, look at a step, what plan Lin Shuang and Hou Shan have, as long as I know, they will secretly obstruct it. Besides, the sons of both of them have also been taken hostage to me, and I can now say that they are safe. ”

Originally, with Qiu Qianyan's strength, it should have been a chance to win, but due to the battle with Han Tianzhu, Qiu Qianyan was seriously injured, and the injury did not fully recover, and Ji Xuan finally showed all the strength that had been hiding for a long time, which also attracted a voice of surprise, because Ji Xuan's strength was only a very wonderful gap from the king level, and because Qiu Qianyan was injured, and Ji Xuan played for a long time, so, in the end, Ji Xuan unexpectedly defeated Qiu Qianyan with a move, adding another victory to Wutian Academy.

Sou!

Punch after punch!

The corpses were gathered together, about fifty or sixty people, and they were piled up in the hall like a hill. Han Tianzhu's eyes were a little hazy, he felt that he was like a clown, trying his best to play the eyes behind the scenes.

Han Tianzhu suddenly stopped crying, looked at Nuwa Niangniang with teary eyes, and asked, "Is there any other way to resurrect the spirit treasure?"

"Today is the birthday banquet of the Great Xia Emperor, and you can't get bloody, so I won't kill you. However, I will refine you into a wind spirit bead to celebrate the birthday of the Great Xia Emperor. ”

The divine sense swept to the side, the good family, the disciples of the nineteen powers were all there, and there were many of them.

But Han Tianzhu obviously didn't intend to let it get his wish, so he snorted coldly and used his palm again. A dazzling flash of golden light flashed, and a suffocating aura of fear erupted from the purple dragon's torso.

At this time, Han Tianzhu's face was red and distorted, the power of the divine mountain's oppression made him struggle to resist, the ancient demon skill and the immortal demon body were rampant, but in the face of this attack that was not like a mortal, Han Tianzhu's spine began to bend, and his knees trembled, obviously he basically couldn't accept this monstrous power!

The two half-step True Martial cultivators looked terrified, because they were injured a lot because they were following Xiao Shiyuan's aftermath of those few fallouts, they didn't seem to have the strength to fight at this time, and they were basically destroyed in front of True Martial Arts!

"Lao Zamao, you are bold, I am the chief disciple of Nanxuanzong, but in the inheritance hall, perform three bows, sing the inheritance oath, and be accepted by the sect under the door, no one is allowed to underestimate it, today is going to do one, good experience experience experience you!"

People wanted to applaud and appeal, but found that the battle was not over, but the little sun of hope once rose in everyone's hearts.

The Yin Nine Shadow Elder, who looked like a humanoid ghost, slowly walked out of the crowd with four strong men wearing black cloaks.

However, Yu Qianfeng is at the end of the crossbow after all, and his body, when he was in the black prison, was simply exhausted.

Coming closer, looking through the transparent counter, Han Tianzhu stared at an earthy yellow ginseng-like object in the jade box, and after a while, he licked his lips, walked into the counter casually, lowered his head, looked at the earthy yellow object again, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Xi Jiangyuan was furious, and with an arrow step, he forced in front of Han Tianzhu, and stabbed him with a sword: "Die!"

Knowing the lower limit of the show, he was not Han Tianzhu's opponent, but fortunately, he couldn't see it, and sat down with his eyes closed in the painting boat.

Xiao Sheng said: "Relying on the strength of our Surabaya Pavilion is lacking to occupy the entire southeast region, and in the southernmost part of the southeast region, there is a Qiyu mountain range between Guangtian City and Xiyang City. The Qiyu Mountain Range is extremely vast, and on this mountain lives a powerful gang of bandits. The leader of the cottage is certainly a late Xuanshi, but the number of people in this cottage is not comparable to the two Surabaya Pavilions. ”

This can certainly be tempered**, and there are great benefits for martial artists, but for people who don't have martial arts strength, they are almost climbing the ladder, and the difficulty is incredible.

Du Wenjun is like a perverted madman, his fists are like meteors, beating Han Tianzhu with a hundred punches, and Han Tianzhu's blood-stained clothes are like ordinary bloody people.

Fortunately, the journey of the fire eater ant is not too long, otherwise, no matter how strong he is, he will not be able to continue.

Wang Baishan was stunned when he heard that the seventh uncle also had the same thoughts as him, and then the uncle and nephew laughed.

But he didn't stop, at this time he could kill as many as he could!

Relieved, snorting a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, Qi Jingchun rubbed his sore limbs, and trembled and half-stood up and paced backwards.

When the phantom saw the flame that enveloped him, a pair of eyes appeared in the phantom, and there was a surprise in the light of those eyes.

Han Tianzhu took out the Xuan Ghost Soul Sword and injected true qi, the sword body was glowing with an inch-long sword glow, and a sky-high evil qi surged out from the sword body.

For example, if you dissect a white wolf and peel off its thick white fur, will you be done? No, its bones and fangs are excellent materials for making magic weapons, and the blood horns on its head can be sharpened into ink to outline talismans. These good things, Han Tianzhu will not discard them as scum.

Han Tianzhu seemed to be awake from his deep sleep, and opened his eyes in vain, and there was a flash of lightning and a fist shadow in his sharp eyes, and then, deeply imprinted in the sea of knowledge.

"Uncle Seven!"

When Han Tianzhu heard this, he couldn't help but shout: "Master, I'm not leaving!"

"Today, the old man is extremely sublimated, and he asks the monk in half a step, even if he dies!

Zhu Lieyang's nostrils also erupted with fire.

Swish.

Zhang Yongtai and his wife stood in front of the mountains of monster furs, looking stunned.

Seeing this, Han Tianzhu was somewhat convinced of this person, he was not afraid of death, but it was rare.

"Cao Gong......" Laifu was about to speak, but was stopped by a look from the old man.

"Senior Sister Jing Tian, you are so timid, what kind of heavenly dao do you cultivate?

"There are 100,000 taels of silver on this card, as long as my brother helps me with this, the silver will be yours. After the deed is done, there is more reward!"

This is a battlefield, not a duel, and he doesn't need to save face.

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