Pang Meng smiled slightly, if it was someone else, he wouldn't dare to fight with it, but this Ai Guo was the same as him in the Sixfold True Martial Realm, how could he retreat?

At the moment when Ai Guo rushed over, he also raised his fist, the spiritual power in his body lingered in his fist, and he rushed out, the two collided suddenly, and the golden two rays of light collided together, Pang Meng only felt a powerful force coming from his arm, and his body was directly rushed back a few steps.

"His secret skills are stronger than mine!" Pang Meng's eyes shrank slightly, and he said secretly.

Ai Guo, who was furious, didn't give him any chance to react, and suddenly raised a weapon on the ground, and stabbed towards Pang Meng who was shocked at the moment.

"Shaft!"

"Snort. ”

A flash of light flickered, and Ai Guo's body was suddenly rushed out and fell to the ground.

It turned out that one of the Heavenly Martial Arts Realm powerhouses who was preparing to find the Supreme Ring made a move, and after making a move, the strong man looked at Pang Meng and said with a smile: "It seems that the young master has a grudge against this little guy, he has been injured by me, if you do it again, he has no power to fight back!"

"Thank you, uncle. ”

Seeing this scene, Pang Meng slightly cast a grateful glance at this powerhouse of the Heavenly Martial Realm.

The middle-aged man nodded, and joined the team to find the Supreme Ring with another powerhouse of the Heavenly Martial Realm.

Pang Meng walked slowly towards Ai Guo with a hideous smile, Ai Guo knelt on the ground, his chest was bloody and blurred, he was propped up on the ground with one hand, and he wanted to get up hard, but the pain in his chest made his body rise, and he suddenly lowered a few points.

"Aren't you very capable?"

Pang Meng grabbed Ai Guo's collar, raised his head, raised his fist and slammed it into Ai Guo's face, the smile on his lips made him look like a demon.

Ai Guo remembered the swaggering appearance of hunting the Black Demon Mercenary Group with Li Jianzhou, so he spat out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it in Pang Meng's face, laughing rampantly.

"Waste? You can only rely on others, if you fight alone, are you your little grandfather's opponent?

Ai Guo's eyes glowed, and he smiled: "Hahaha, when we were in the capital, we heard that you were kicked out of the Hundred Nations Ranking Battle by Brother Jianzhou, is this your revenge? In terms of life experience, status, and strength, what point can you compare with Brother Jianzhou? In your master's opinion, you are just a clown who jumps off the beam, pitiful, ridiculous!"

"You say I'm not as good as Li Jianzhou?!"

Pang Meng was poked in pain, wiped the blood from his face, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, raised his fist and hit Ai Guo's face wildly, the fist hit the flesh, Ai Guo's face was swollen, as if deformed, and a mouthful of teeth were shattered in his mouth.

"I'm telling you, now you're like a poor worm, as long as I want to kill you, I can move my fingers, but I'm telling you, not only you, but also Li Xiangxiang's slut, all of you have to die!"

Pang Meng roared frantically at Ai Guo, "Tell me, who is the waste?

"The waste is not you!"

Ai Guo opened his toothless mouth, said weakly, and in an instant, the whole person seemed to have grown a lot.

Hearing the young man say this, Pang Meng's vanity was slightly satisfied, but there was still anger in his eyes that could not be quelled.

"You... It's not rubbish, you're a piece of shit!"

The next moment, Ai Guo pointed at Pang Mengdao intermittently with vague words, and the whole person suddenly laughed miserably.

"I'll kill you!"

Pang Meng's eyes widened, and he was completely furious, and his hatred for Li Jianzhou, who had taken away everything from him, suddenly vented his hatred on Ai Guo's body, and his fists bombarded Ai Guo's face again and again.

"Bang bang bang. ”

Aigo's face was badly deformed, and his mouth was full of blood, but Aiguo still tried and laughed, and his smile was full of mockery and disdain.

Seeing his appearance, Pang Meng let go of Ai Guo, raised his foot to Ai Guo's flesh and blood blurred his chest, and smiled angrily: "Okay, good, you admire Li Jianzhou so much, I will send you to reunite with Li Jianzhou!"

As he spoke, a pale yellow light appeared on the soles of his feet, faintly becoming a halo.

"Die!"

Pang Meng screamed violently, the soles of his feet suddenly stepped down, and the blood-red light suddenly floated by, and with a snort, there was the sound of a sharp weapon entering the body.

"Poof!"

Pang Meng spurted out a mouthful of blood, slowly looked at his lower abdomen, the dense hair tips pierced through it like a blooming lotus, and the voice like a devil in his ears reached his ears.

"Pang Meng, I really want to kill you with a knife, but I don't have time. ”

Listening to this evil and murderous voice, Pang Meng twisted his hard neck and slowly turned his head, his eyes trembling suddenly.

Li Jianzhou's body was covered in mud and his hair was dirty, but his eyes that were like blood gems exuded a strange light.

"Lee... Li Jianzhou. ”

Pang Meng's eyes widened in disbelief, and he wailed like a return to the light: "Three uncles, help!"

Li Jianzhou hooked his mouth and chuckled, and gently pulled out this mayfly dark pen that could be turned into a divine weapon with his mind, killing too many people, so he already had a certain amount of experience, and he didn't want his blood to splash in his body.

This blood is too dirty!

"Don't worry, everyone in your Pang family will accompany you to the burial, and when you go to hell, you are still a young master, take your time to enjoy your self-righteous arrogance. ”

After Li Jianzhou finished speaking, he suddenly jumped up and kicked Pang Meng's back hard, the space around him swayed, and a flowing whirlpool suddenly appeared around Pang Meng's body, directly across the sky.

That wail made everyone subconsciously turn their attention, and they looked at the young man with a gloomy face, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Li Jianzhou is not dead. ”

"Li Jianzhou is still alive, and he is still alive. ”

"This ...... This... How can it be. ”

......

Everyone in the valley looked at this extremely weird young man, rubbing his eyes vigorously, swallowing foam, his eyes were full of sluggishness and shock, they couldn't figure out that a young man from the Sixfold True Martial Realm had actually survived in the hands of a mid-level Xuanxi technique of a powerhouse of the Twofold Heavenly Martial Realm, and he was still unscathed!

This is...... Immortal?

Hearing the sudden noise of sighing, Luo Tian held the sword entwined by thunder and light, and glanced into the distance, and a strong battle intent appeared in his eyes again.

"Brother Jianzhou, you really didn't die!"

Luo Tian clenched his trembling sword and said secretly.

Li Xiangxiang smiled lightly and didn't say anything more, but there was tenderness in his eyes.

"Brothers, the little general is not dead!" Ao Yuan shouted, and the rest of the Black Crow Mercenary Regiment became even more ruthless as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Ahh Meng'er!"

The three powerhouses of the Pang family shouted in unison, and the miserable sound pierced the sky and spread far away.

"Second brother, my fourth brother and I hold this kid, you go and kill Li Jianzhou!" Pang Yan's eyes glowed red, and he said angrily, yellow spiritual power burst out, and Pang Long began to put pressure on Luo Tian.

There was blood flowing from Luo Tian's mouth, the three Quadruple Heaven Martial Realms were extremely fierce, and their cooperation was very tacit, which caused him to be crushed all the time, but, even so, how could he do what they wanted?

"Low-level Xuanxi Technique, Thunder Lock!"

The thunder and lightning in the sky gathered towards Luo Tian again, and the thunder power of his whole body spread out violently, and suddenly three thick thunder chains surrounded by purple light suddenly burst out of his body, and then flew out, wrapping around the bodies of Pang Hua and the others, forcing them to fight around him.

This spiritual technique Luo Tian has already achieved a small success, but the original he has not yet broken through to the Tianwu Realm, and he cannot achieve the level of spiritual power condensation, and it is difficult to exert the maximum effect of it, so when he suddenly cast it when he has reached the Tianwu Realm, the three brothers of the Pang family are faintly difficult to break free from it.

Moreover, in the face of Luo Tian's swordsmanship, he had to fight with him as a force.

......

"Hard work, brother, you have already done what you should do, so now, let your brother Jianzhou protect you. ”

Li Jianzhou gently picked up Ai Guo, and a fierce momentum gushed out from his body, shaking up the surrounding soil.

"Brother Jianzhou, I... I..."

Ai Guo looked at this majestic and upright figure, smiled indistinctly, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and passed out.

An embarrassed green shadow jumped across the field, and Bai Yirou, who was belated, first glanced at Li Jianzhou with a happy face, then looked at his arms, and pointed at Ai Guo breathlessly and said, "Give me Ai Guo, you help me solve these troubles." ”

Several guards of the Pang family who rushed over looked at Li Jianzhou, who was suddenly looking at them, their eyes were frightened, and no one dared to rush forward.

Li Jianzhou's body shot out, only to see a bloody shadow rushing towards him with a strong wind, and the throats of these pursuers were pierced by the hard tips of the lotus-like blooming flowers.

After returning to his original position, Li Jianzhou naturally saw that Bai Yirou had already taken the Tyrant God Pill, and his scarlet eyes reflected a breathtaking light, and asked, "How long will it take to lose the effect of the medicine?"

"Three minutes!"

Looking at the majestic figure running down the hillside, Li Jianzhou nodded and said, "Enough!"

After that, he handed Ai Guo to Bai Yirou, pointed not far away, and explained a few words to her.

The rain washed over the corpses and the long-lost valley, and with the clanging of swords, streams of blood-like springs poured into the low-lying place, faintly forming a pool of viscous blood, which contained the blood of all the people in the valley.

"Do you really want to do this?" Bai Yirou was horrified in her heart, and her face turned pale in an instant.

Li Jianzhou nodded, his eyes looked at Luo Tian who was shrouded in thunder in the distance, there was a slight surprise in his expression, and he said with a smile: "He has really completely activated the body of heavenly thunder!"

After that, a powerful blood-red light filled his body, and the black knife was still fighting in the hands of two powerful mercenary groups at war, so he clenched the ephemera dark pen, pointed the tip of the pen at all the Heavenly Martial Realm powerhouses standing in the valley, and suddenly pointed at the two of the Heavenly Martial Realm powerhouses of the Black Evil Mercenary Group, and said expressionlessly: "Our battle is not over yet!"

The middle-aged man was slightly shocked, and the powerful momentum around him skyrocketed again, and his toes made a ripple on the ground, and then he ran towards Li Jianzhou fiercely, shouting:

"This time, the old man is going to break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

Another powerhouse of the Heavenly Martial Realm lifted the golden ruler in front of him, and his majestic spiritual power burst out, and the heavy ruler stabbed the air in the air, and brutally attacked from the right.

The two of them were one on the left and one on the right, and their figures were extremely fast, completely blocking Li Jianzhou's retreat.

And on the front and back sides of Li Jianzhou, two figures slowly appeared, and then attacked quickly.

A whole four powerhouses of the Heavenly Martial Realm suddenly surrounded Li Jianzhou.

"Push away with mugwort!"

Li Jianzhou shouted, holding the ephemera dark pen, a ghost carving spirit weapon, the spiritual power in the body flowed out, and the ephemera dark pen in his hand slashed through the broken air, with a little trace, and suddenly waved, colliding with the four spiritual weapons as fast as lightning.