Not long after Xingchenmeng transferred, people from three parties came here one after another, although they did not meet Xingchenmeng and others, but fierce battles broke out here again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the distance, Xingchenmeng saw an old man and a missionary slowly walking out from a hundred meters in front of him, both of them were emperor-level powerhouses, and they even felt that they were about the same strength as Jerade, which made Xingchenmeng frown.

The old man has a slender body, and his silver silk clothes look very simple, but he is more atmospheric and noble than those gold silk and silver colors or brocade clothes and gold armor, and his snow-white long hair and eyebrows make him have the spirit of a generation of grandmasters.

And the missionary beside him is tall and burly, at least two meters tall, his thick body is more than three times thicker than the old man next to him, he also looks extraordinary in a golden monk's uniform, and his body is a little bloated when he walks, but he is extremely light, his thick snow-white eyebrows are like ordinary people, and his beard is shaved clean, which is a special professional violence missionary that only Nanchen Continent has.

"I was supposed to come out today, but I didn't expect to encounter such a good show, let me pick up a leak" The violent missionary smiled with a red face, the smile on his face was particularly gentle, just familiar people will know that he is a very cruel person, and his hands are stained with the blood of countless people.

The old man gently said to the red-filled missionary opposite, "Although there are no girls here, we have met our old acquaintances and friends, haven't you?"

The violent missionary couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the old man's words, looked at Xingchenmeng and the others carefully, and finally locked his eyes on Jeramd's body, and said with a grin at the corner of his mouth, "Isn't this Jeramd, who was the dominant one back then, a Baling mirror swept all the emperors in Wantu City, our two brothers didn't die back then, but I didn't expect to meet you again today, why are you so embarrassed, it's not your style, haha~~~"

The old man looked at Jerand with sharp eyes and hatred, of course, he made the family he created directly decline from prosperity, and the family's right-hand man and his direct family were lost, I thought that with Jeramd's talent three hundred years later, he could be promoted to the emperor, and there was no hope of revenge for life, but he didn't expect that the other party was stuck, not even the strength of the half-step emperor, and now he was covered in injuries, it was a good time to take revenge, and the corners of his mouth grinned.

"You are the master of the Demon Beast Gate of the Nanchen Continent, Ke Muyi," Jeramd looked at the old man and remembered something, and said in surprise, then looked at the violent missionary again, and continued: "That butcher missionary of the Tianmen Hall of the Nanchen Continent, Basquefu."

Obviously, Jerand also knows a lot about the two of them, but the more he understands, the more painful it becomes, the other party's strength was a first-class existence among the emperor level back then, but it seems that he has not gone any further, and he is stuck in the emperor level and has no progress.

Ke Muyi was holding a silver long sword in his hand, but it flashed like a moonlight, and there was a solemnity in the softness, and behind Baskov was a huge iron hammer, a little longer than Baskov himself, and it was carried diagonally behind his back, and it was full of murderous aura.

Seeing the two of them in the sun from a distance, everyone present felt that the two of them were good, and even believed that the two of them could kill all of them.

"Young master, you go quickly, there is an old slave here, and the other party is looking for me," Jerland said as he straightened his waist and strode out of the team, but the sadness in his heart could be heard from the words just now.

"Acquaintance, I came out so quickly, I thought you would ask your master to protect you, but your master doesn't have that ability, so he can only become my sword ghost" Ke Muyi laughed frantically.

"Protection, you have the ability to pass my level, besides, the Eight Ling Mirror in my hand is not good-looking as a mirror" Jereland's bloody clothes raised his momentum to the peak, and the Eight Ling Mirror in his hand began to spin.

Ke Muyi and Baskov both showed a hint of suspicion in their eyes when they heard Jeramd's words, although Jeramd was seriously injured, but if he was really desperate, he was in danger of being damaged if he was not careful, but when the eyes of the two were focused on the Baling Mirror, their faces were suddenly full of smiles.

The Baling Mirror is full of cracks, and it is obvious that it will not be able to hold on to its combat ability for long, and if it is not repaired, it may be completely scrapped and reduced to mortality.

"Missionary, I'll strike first this time, and you will deal with those miscellaneous fish," Komuyi said firmly, looking at Baskov.

"Let's shoot together," Baskov said without leaving the city, and looked at Jeramd even more with a fighting spirit.

"Look at how many pairs of eyes are looking around here, even if you win, it's not disgraceful, I can't afford to lose that person against a seriously injured Jerade, two shots" Ke Muyi shook his head and refused.

"Is this more important than your life?" we swore together to seek revenge on Jerrand," Baskov said softly.

"I'm sorry, I swore in front of my children that I would kill him with my own hands," Komuyi looked at Jerand with blood-red eyes full of hatred.

"Okay, but you have to promise me that I will come to your aid as soon as I am defeated, and I will come to help you!" Baskov said with a firm expression as he looked at Komuyi.

Kemuyi looked at Baskov with a smile on his face and nodded, he knew that Baskov was telling him not to take it lightly, and he did not hesitate to use all his strength in this way to surprise himself.

Bacif held the huge giant hammer behind him with one hand, roared towards the sky, and killed Xingchenmeng and the others, the purpose was obviously to kill Xingchenmeng and the others as soon as possible to join forces with the other Jeramd, and one aspect was to distract Jeramd.

Xingchen was startled, feeling the strong momentum fluctuation! This was really unexpected, but instead of panicking, he gave Jerand a determined look, and the law of battle inspired to cover himself and all the guards.

Jerand saw the firmness in Xingchenmeng's eyes, and his heart was full of distractions, after all, there was a powerful girl beside the young master who had not yet appeared, and that girl didn't even dare to say that she could win with all her strength.

Under the blessing of Xingchenmeng's law of battle, the surrounding guards quickly recovered some combat strength, lined up to meet the enemy, the most powerful of these guards is not strength, but flexibility and speed, and the ghostly figure is from the six directions of Baskov up and down, left and right, front and back.

"Kill" Baskov did not resist, but roared towards the sky, the roar that resounded through the sky directly made all the guards around him stunned, Xingchenmeng secretly screamed badly, flashed above Baskov's head, and the sword in his hand slashed down.