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Sun Chenliang turned back in disbelief, with Zheng Gong's strength, he could be one-to-ten against the seventh-level cultivators of the Killing Realm, how could he be damaged by those disciples of the Heavenly Emperor Sect?

Just when Sun Chenliang looked back, he saw a silver light like electricity, and it shot at him with a bang.

Sun Chenliang's eyes were wide open, frightened, and he ducked. His body flickered violently, and just as the silver light came to him, just a little bit, his body was directly hit by the silver light. Even after dodging, Sun Chenliang could still feel the fierceness of the silver light, piercing his body and killing him.

It was a silver spear, with a sharp edge swept past his chest, under this spear, Sun Chenliang suddenly felt that his body was incomparably different from the paper, vulnerable and could be pierced at any time.

"Boom!"

The silver spear was gone, and it had disappeared into a point of light for a kilometer.

"It's so dangerous!" Sun Chenliang said inwardly, his eyes flashing a hint of relaxation and reassurance. It's like glad you're still alive. But soon, his face suddenly darkened, and he said again in his heart: "Not good!"

At that moment, Sun Chenliang's face sank, and even his facial features were distorted and turned around as fiercely as a peerless fierce dragon.

The silver spear was supposed to be the man, and the gun was in front of him, but what about the man?

Sun Chenliang didn't think that the other party was so stupid that he even missed this kind of opportunity, so he was even more convinced that he seemed to be ...... Hit the trick!

Turning around suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared in Sun Chenliang's eyes, and the golden weapon in his hand appeared in front of him, and as the figure got closer, his eyes also showed the figure's facial features and body more and more clearly......

I saw a golden giant sword in Zhang Haoran's hand, the volley was light, the sword light flashed lightly, the momentum of the Nirvana sword rose to the sky, and the king's breath of the world was the five emperors covering the whole body, in the treasure light, lingering and scattered like the Buddha's light shining all over the world, making people physically and mentally upright, the holy sruice life, and even the anger contained in the heart was dissipated in the Buddha's light, and there was a feeling of putting down the butcher's knife.

Zhang Haoran came like a killing god, the speed was extremely fast like a white horse, but in Sun Chenliang's eyes, it was like coming step by step with a long sword in his hand, the golden long sword flashed, flashed in front of his eyes, and clicked.

Seeing the blood seal the throat, a sword nipvanizes the world.

Zhang Haoran staggered shoulder-to-shoulder in front of Sun Chenliang, the long sword panned horizontally, and then the two of them remained stationary, letting the breeze blow and their clothes flutter lightly.

Whew......

The wind intensified, Zhang Haoran's black hair fluttered, and his eyes were closed as if he was asleep and relieved. The golden giant sword in his hand also disappeared in an instant, and finally Zhang Haoran stood upright, overlooking the clouds and mist of the heavy mountains in the distance, and his heart was open and dependent, and he was fluttering lightly. Relaxed!

Sun Chenliang is not as free and natural as Zhang Haoran, and now Sun Chenliang is dead, and when the breeze blows, he leans forward and instantly smashes to the ground......

Song Jianmin's unkempt hair was scattered, and his mad state made him go berserk again and again, angry and completely unconscious at the same time, if it weren't for the black dragon pinning down and fighting him, Song Jianmin would probably have attacked anyone around him, including the disciples of the Emperor Sect.

"Ahh It seems that he has reached some kind of limit, and at this moment he is also exhausted and dying.

The "roaring ......" black dragon was still fierce, and its state was at its peak, and the roar was even more like a Boeing wave spreading away, shaking Song Jianmin back more than ten meters, making him forcibly spit out blood.

"Damn beast, evil beast!" Song Jianmin attacked again, his body was like a wolf and a tiger, and he pounced fiercely.

At this moment, suddenly the appearance of the black dragon's fierce flame stopped! Then the whole body state withered, and the body gradually shrank, and even the aura instantly weakened, and it plummeted for thousands of miles.

"Roar, roar, roar......"

The black dragon roared again and again as if it was struggling with something, but no matter how it roared, its instantly shrinking figure was still changing, and the next moment it exploded directly, and the dragon's body disappeared, only a black spear was suspended in mid-air, and it smashed down to the ground when Song Jianmin stopped and suddenly lost.

With a pop, the black spear plunged thickly into the ground and fell into the dirt entirely, leaving no trace behind.

And Song Jianmin was stranded in mid-air, his body spinning, as if he was looking for something. Look east, west, and south...... He kept looking left and right, looking up and down, turning his head frequently, faster and faster, as if he was looking for something he loved.

But at this time, he couldn't see his beloved things, so he was scared, frightened, and quickly searched for it and became more crazy.

"No, no, no!" Song Jianmin muttered to himself at first, then the voice grew louder and louder, and became a roar like breaking through the sky and scattering the clouds.

"Roar!Roar!!Roar......"

Song Jianmin's roar made his whole body power catharsis disappear, and the original powerful power gradually disappeared and slowly disappeared......

"No, no......" The power was as if it was suddenly blessed on him, so when the power left his body at this time, it was also extremely fast, as if it was withdrawn, and his body also closed his eyes at this moment and fell to the ground backwards.

If you can look carefully, you can find that Song Jianmin is dead......

This made Zhang Haoran, who was about to step forward to solve him, stop and look at the dead Song Jianmin, as well as the sound of his body slamming into the ground and the dust on the ground.

"Actually dead......" Zhang Haoran didn't expect it, he didn't expect Song Jianmin to die like this.

In other words, Song Jianmin had already died, but it was because he had incomparable resentment and anger towards the black dragon in his heart before, so he hung himself in his mouth and let himself still be alive, but in fact, it was ......

When the black dragon lost its power because of Sun Chenliang's death, the black dragon disappeared. Song Jianmin also lost his goal of madness and fighting, and at that time, the anger in his mouth disappeared and he died.

Although this was greatly unexpected by Zhang Haoran, Song Jianmin was indeed dead. In the extreme anger and the previous series of battles, he was seriously injured or damaged, and finally he just kept himself breathing.

The best of the fourth-level disciples of the Heavenly Emperor Sect, the first great power, died like this...... It's a shame to die......

However, Zhang Haoran also knew the power of the black dragon, which was completely unexpected by Zhang Haoran. That kind of black dragon is more powerful than ordinary killing beasts. It was even much more powerful than Zheng Gong's twisted head and double lion-like killing beasts.

In this case, it is not impossible to exhaust Song Jianmin, and it is not impossible to die if it is followed by that kind of ferocious attack. It's just that Song Jianmin is also strong, he has long been dead, but he can hold his breath and stay alive, and continue to send out powerful attacks. Even if the aura is a lot weaker, it is still very simple to kill a few ordinary disciples of the same level with one palm.

Zhang Haoran's body quickly landed on the ground, and now is the best time to clean up the ground resources, so when Zhang Haoran fell to the ground and stood firmly, he suddenly grabbed his hands in the void, and suddenly let the countless Gathering Spirit Pills, Gathering Spirit Stones, and Pills scattered all over the place were included in the Dragon Ball by him.

In the sky, at the top of the clouds.

Jiang Chengyou roared angrily, one against four, it was really hard!

Even if the cultivation is higher than any of the four of them, the reality is that the premise that one of the four of them joins forces to attack him is him, and it is difficult to bear it.

"Haha, Jiang Chengyou, your giant warrior is nothing more than Er!" Wu Ma Jun said, smiling thickly.

Duanmu Qing and Gong Yexu and Shi Liangle on the other side also laughed. Now, they have the upper hand. Moreover, killing Jiang Chengyou only requires a little more strength.

Tsk, kill a third-level disciple of the Emperor Sect?

That's amazing!

Any disciple of high cultivation is a treasure for the sect, and perhaps this person is very likely to become a disciple of the Immortal Class in the end, so this kind of person is extremely important and cannot die. If you die, you will lose one. In addition to consuming a lot of resources, cultivating another disciple must also have excellent qualifications.

But where can such a disciple with excellent qualifications go to find it? There are very few dragons and phoenixes among people, not to mention that such people with good qualifications are selected from among these people.

Therefore, the final result is that one of the disciples who are one out of a million in a million and have extraordinary strength and also pay the money for the countless resources of the sect to cultivate one will die, which will be a great blow to the sect and serious at the same time.

So at this moment, Wu Ma Jun and the others saw that Jiang Chengyou was starting to struggle a little dying, and they immediately burst out laughing.

This kind of pleasant mood is not understood by others, just like all sects, although they do not say it explicitly, they all have the same unspoken rule.

That is, killing any disciple above the third level of the sect will receive a reward, and the size of the reward depends on the ranking of the third-level disciple killed in the other sect.

But in any case, the profit in the end is huge. It is highly likely that the thing obtained is also the Thunder Tribulation Pill, the kind of elixir that makes first-level disciples extremely crazy.

As an addition, the reward for killing a rival sect will be doubled from the original reward......

The words are inexhaustible, and the words are unclear. Anyway, it was right to kill Jiang Chengyou in front of him, and this was also what the four of Wu Majun had already made up their minds and were ready to do at this time.

"Bastard, you wait for me!" Hundreds of years ago, Jiang Chengyou didn't have much trouble with the four of them. But now I can't, I have suffered again and again.

It seems that after hundreds of years of retreat and cultivation, the gap between each other has also come out, and Jiang Chengyou's previous Yelang arrogance has also dissipated in an instant.

After speaking, Jiang Chengyou's body violently retreated, moving backwards almost instantaneously.

"Want to run?!" Wu Ma Jun, how could they let the "food" in their mouths run away? Moreover, in order to prevent Jiang Chengyou from escaping, they had already prepared to intercept them.

(Enlightenment Book Network.)