The iron was destroyed, Wu Xie and Tan Xuan were both repulsed, Zhang Mochen's breath was extremely sluggish, and everything looked like it was going to end, however, there was a Qianqian girl who refused to accept her fate, and fighting against Shi Hongbo, the Yuan King, was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, but she chose to use her young life to protect the man in her heart at a critical moment.

The sudden surge of aura on Miao Xin's body alarmed everyone, as a cultivator, they all knew what the scene in front of them represented, it was a scene that could only be seen by self-exposure.

When a cultivator reaches a certain level, even if his body is destroyed, as long as the Yuan Shen does not disperse, he can still see the light of day, and once he exposes himself, he will really be wiped out.

"Xin'er!"

Miao Anfeng shouted hysterically, and he was about to rush away with an arrow step, but he was stopped by Luo Rong, and Miao Xin revealed that it had already begun, and the power of the rage would not be attacked.

Once upon a time, Tan Lin was also a vigorous and decisive young man, but with the continuous improvement of his status, all kinds of fetters made his footsteps tighter and tighter, and the sharp corners on his body had long been wiped out in the deceit and trade-off of interests.

Tan Lin's eyes flashed, Miao Xin's courage and fearlessness made him, the leader of the Bishui Chamber of Commerce, ashamed, dare to love and hate, dare to think and dare to act, he asked himself if he could do it.

Along the way, Wu Xie and Tan Xuan have a new understanding of a former opponent, if the previous crape myrtle sect was a pool of sewage, then Miao Xin is a lotus flower that comes out of the mud and is not stained. The two of them looked at the delicate body that was constantly expanding, tears rolling down, and their fists clenched.

Becoming strong is not to oppress the weak, becoming strong is not for the sake of prominent status, Zhang Mochen does not spare his blood and sweat in order to protect his relatives and friends, family and friendship are like his left and right atrium, indispensable.

But now, Zhang Mochen not only did not protect his friend, but let his friend sacrifice himself to protect him, Zhang Mochen let out a hoarse roar, but the body that had just struggled fell down due to weakness.

Shi Hongbo was stunned, the self-exposure of the junior general made him unable not to be afraid, and immediately tried to retract the attack, but it was too late, after a loud noise, he fell backwards uncontrollably.

The furious energy spread rapidly from small to large, and the rolling ripples swept ferociously around it, like a flood of beasts devouring everything.

Shi Xiaoyang and Feng Qizhang didn't stop, and jumped back to the top of the waterfall, but the powerful self-exposure energy still knocked them to the ground, and a mouthful of heat couldn't help but spew out.

Miao Anfeng, who was in pain, was carried back sharply by Luo Rong and others, and at the same time joined hands to build a protective shield, but when the shock wave arrived, the protective shield only lasted for a moment and completely collapsed in the violent shaking.

Zhou Python and the remaining five King Kongs had recovered slightly, and hurriedly hugged together to defend, but their situation was not much better than that of the Ziwei Sect, especially Yuan Li, who spewed out a mouthful of blood mist after hitting the rock wall, unconscious.

Wu Xie and Tan Xuan gritted their teeth and rushed to Zhang Mochen's body to urge the last trace of yuan power in their bodies, but the powerful impact force was not something they could resist at all, and just when the three of them were about to be swallowed up by the shock wave, several broad backgrounds were firmly blocked in front of them.

At the critical moment, Tan Lin rushed over with a group of cores, and this time he did not flinch, as if he had found himself back then.

The self-exposure lasted for a few minutes, and under the impact of the fierce ability, everyone had to desperately protect themselves, even Shi Hongbo didn't dare to face the edge, hiding in the corner and urging the breath to cower and defend.

The ground movement slowed down, the mountain shook and the interest rate decreased, the wind dissipated, the dust settled, and the self-exposed energy finally disappeared after a few minutes, of course, along with the Qianqian Qianying who dared to love and hate.

Shi Xiaoyang and Feng Qizhang got up, the horror on their faces had not completely disappeared, if they were in the center of self-exposure, it was conceivable that Miao Xin's self-exposure was undoubtedly unplanned, unexpected, and shocked.

Miao Anfeng was paralyzed on the ground, her eyes were blank, her face was dull, she hated why she always scolded Miao Xin for not being as good as her eldest daughter, she hated why she didn't rush over for Miao Xin to expose herself for Zhang Mochen in the first place, however, even if she had ten thousand regrets in her mind, it was too late.

Zhou Python instructed the others to guard the unconscious Yuan Li, and he limped towards Zhang Mochen.

In just a few months, the pattern that Longbo City has maintained for decades has been turned upside down, if there is no Zhang Mochen, he is still one of the four helms, if there is no Zhang Mochen, the dungeon is still the Black Dragon Gang covering the sky, but now, Zhou Python has no regrets, even if he starts again, he will still choose Zhang Mochen.

Resisting self-exposure made Tan Lin consume a lot, but now he can't take care of himself at all, Wu Xie and Tan Xuan's complexions are extremely different, if it weren't for the faint breath between his noses, he would be no different from a dead person.

With so many 'shields', Zhang Mochen was minimally impacted, but there was no trace of joy on his face, on the contrary, his face was full of sadness.

Slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the air, the emptiness made Zhang Mochen clench his fists, and the creaking sound of the bones interpreted the grief and indignation in his heart.

The scenes of getting along with Miao Xin flashed rapidly in his mind, Zhang Mochen's wooden pimple head finally opened, and it was only now that he understood the girl's thoughts, but it was a pity that the beautiful woman dissipated with the wind.

"It's me Zhang Mochen who has failed you!"

The two drops of crystal finally couldn't hold it back, and they slipped off the miserable white face rapidly, Zhang Mochen hung his head, and his shoulders kept shaking.

This space fell into a short silence, everyone was either immersed in horror, or immersed in grief, but an old hoarse voice quickly broke the silence, everyone looked sideways, Shi Hongbo walked slowly, in addition to the strong vitality erupted again There was also obvious anger, a strong Yuan Wang was forced to retreat by the junior, which made his dignity seriously insulted.

With disheveled white hair and torn robes, Shi Hongbo's sagging old eyes burst out with iceberg-like coldness, obviously completely moved by killing intent.

A smug sneer surfaced on the corner of his mouth again, Shi Xiaoyang took a deep breath and calmed down, although the process was a little twists and turns, but the ending would not change, he had already thought of the scene where he came from all directions to congratulate his blood-clothed faction

Feng Qizhang secretly glanced at the back in front of him, and only he knew the bitter taste in his heart, the Qionghai Gang was not one of the four major forces in Longbo City from now on, and he would have to look at the face of this vicious villain who turned over in the days to come.

The breath of the middle-level Yuan general broke out again, and Zhou Python's thick eyebrows were tightly blocked in front of Zhang Mochen, since it was impossible to escape death, then fight hard, and draw a tragic end to his life At the same time, Huangquan Road will not be lonely.

Putting down Tan Xuan and Wu Xie, Tan Lin's face was ruthless, and now he has made up his mind that instead of living under the obscenity of the Bloody Clothes Sect, it is better to fight a vigorous battle, and many years later, on the rivers and lakes, his Tan Lin's name can at least be admired.

Looking at the eyes that looked at death as if he were at home, Shi Hongbo smiled coldly, and then held the sky with his hands, a yellow energy mass gradually condensed, and the violent and incomparable coercive aura obviously contained all the strength of a beginner Yuan King.

"Let the old man tell you today that the generals in front of King Yuan are all humble ants!"

"Join forces to fight!" Miao Anfeng finally walked out of her grief, the resentment in her heart made those beautiful eyes completely occupied by red, and she rushed away with Zhou Python and Tan Lin side by side.

"Okay, let's take the helm of the three of us to see how strong the Yuan King is!" The infinite battle intent suddenly broke out, Zhou Python shouted, and the bloodthirsty and belligerent side of the dungeon people was vividly reflected.

"Old dog, even if you die, you will be able to shed your skin!" Tan Lin's iron eyebrows tightened, and the aura of the high-level general exploded instantly, to hell with any bullshit fetters and bullshit concerns, whoever wants to press me will be against whom, and neither can the emperor Lao Tzu.

The three powerful Yuan General Breaths fused in mid-air, colliding violently with the slightly isolated Yuan King Breath. The corners of Shi Xiaoyang's mouth once again let out a disdainful scold, in his opinion, Zhou Python and the three of them were just trapped beasts fighting.

Shi Hongbo's eyes were gloomy to the extreme, his white hair was flying, his robe was swaying, and the group of abilities that were held by his hands was getting bigger and bigger, and finally occupied one-third of the space.

The strong coercion came to their faces, Zhou Python and the three of them had heavy faces, and the three major helms joined forces to resist the enemy This is the first time and the last time, but there is no trace of fear on their faces.

Both sides were tense and were making the final build-up, however, just as the battle was about to break out, a low hoarse sound came from the side.

"Whoever kills my relatives will be punished even if he is far away, and whoever kills my friends will be killed. Old dog, today is your death!"

Because of grief and hatred, Zhang Mochen looked extremely hideous, and as soon as his sword eyebrows were pressed, a drop of blood exuding a rich breath spit out of his mouth.

The blood droplets were suspended in the air, Zhang Mochen pressed his hands together, and when they parted again, the violent ability pulled up the howling wind and suddenly broke out.

The yellow light was sheng, and it directly reached a dazzling gold, and Zhang Mochen was tightly wrapped in a golden whirlwind, and the whirlwind rose into the sky after he burst into the sky.

"One finger opens the mountains, and the other refers to the rivers!"

The lips on the pale face slowly opened and closed, and the cold sneer and the blush that kept leaving from the corners of his mouth made Zhang Mochen look extremely penetrating.

However, compared to Zhang Mochen's hideous appearance, the abnormal movement above his head was the place where everyone's hearts hung in suspense, there, the top of the rock cracked, the rubble fell, and several breaths that were no less than Shi Hongbo's energy mass suddenly appeared, like a strong light shot out from the cracks in the clouds.

One finger opens the mountain, the advanced exercises of the Xuan Rank, the second refers to the rivers, the primary exercises of the ground level, and the two fingers are terrifying, comparable to the intermediate level of the ground level, why not?

Shi Hongbo has already used all his strength, Zhang Mochen is also the last fight, and the two sides have once again become the focus of the audience, but this time, the two powerful breaths in the air make people wonder who will kill the deer.

"If this son doesn't die, my life will be rested!" With Shi Hongbo as his backer, Shi Xiaoyang has always maintained his self-confidence, but this self-confidence has now begun to waver.

"Old ten, it's up to you!" Zhou Python and the three of them retreated and left the stage to Zhang Mochen, and their eyes were completely occupied by excitement and excitement.