"Yo, isn't this the Sleeve Palm Sect, you haven't rested so late?" Leng Zhuo turned around, looked at the fluttering sleeves of the white dress not far away, and asked with a smile.

Sleeve Hongchu looked at Leng Zhuo, who could still laugh, but his eyes were withdrawn from the tragic situation around him, but his heart was like a big wave, but he couldn't calm down, his heart said that it was terrible now, Jiulong Peak was not as easy to talk as the Five Old Peaks, and he was not interested in Leng Zhuo and his party, if more Jiulong Peak disciples and even Jiulong Peak elders arrived, this situation would be uncontrollable.

This guy must have done it on purpose! Sleeve Hongchu bit his lip fiercely, looked at the smiling Leng Zhuo, and affirmed this idea even more: "Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor, what are you doing here, this is Jiulong Peak, if you do this, it will anger Jiulong Peak!"

Leng Zhuo listened to Sleeve Hongchu's words, but he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said: "Sleeve Palm Sect, you seem to have forgotten the purpose of me bringing people to the Imperial Gate, to provoke Jiulong Peak?

"You!" Sleeve Hongchu listened to Leng Zhuo's wild words, but he was speechless, yes, how could the other party care about Jiulong Peak's face, the purpose of their coming is to compare who has a bigger fist, who has a bigger fist, who is the boss, it is just because of her that this trip has become a more friendly competition in the ring.

Thinking of this, Sleeve Hongchu slandered the people of Jiulong Peak again, there is nothing to look for, she has to hang people, and she is not annoyed by anyone, but can she watch it go on like this, thinking like this, Sleeve Hongchu exhaled a cold breath, calmed down, and then said: "Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor, this is Jiulong Peak after all, and there are tens of thousands of disciples in Jiulong Peak, don't you have to make trouble, this is not good for you!"

Leng Zhuo didn't answer this time, but his eyes looked towards the verandah mountain road, and the corner of his mouth showed a sneer: "Sleeve Palm Sect." I understand your thoughts, but there are many kinds of people, and you can be reasonable with some people. Lecture on etiquette, but for some people, I can only use my fists, it's not that I don't want to be friendly, but the people of Jiulong Peak deceive people too much!"

"You think Jiulong Peak is delaying like this because of the excuses they said, hum. At the border of Maolin Mansion, the Ten Tusi coalition forces have rushed towards my Dachu's camp like a tsunami, Jiulong Peak is a good wishful thinking, not to mention that Jiulong Peak has no intention of treating us as guests at all, and actually gave me porridge and pickles, hum, could it be that they think I am a soft persimmon, and they can't handle it at will. Or maybe you beast gates have other plans for a long time!"

Sleeve Hongchu was also stunned when she heard this, obviously she didn't expect things to be like this!

"Alright, Sleeve Palm. It's better for you not to meddle in today's affairs, since we can talk about it and discuss, then we can only rely on whoever has the big fist, and now I want to see how much background this Nine Dragon Peak has! Prepare for war, since it is to pick people from the mountain gate, take out the strength that Da Chu should have, and let them know how powerful my Da Chu is! Listen to my orders, from now on, go out with me and sweep the Nine Dragon Peak!"

Leng Zhuo didn't intend to end like this from the beginning. Now that the fight has begun, let's fight to the end, and use Jiulong Peak as the chicken today.

"Hehe, Your Majesty seems to be on fire this time, but I like this order, fight such a few barbarians. It's just not fun!"

"Your Majesty, do you need to order it until now?"

"You can order as long as you want, but the disciples of Jiulong Peak won't order until you go!" Leng Zhuo's voice was as cold as frost when he said this, and the warlord who asked suddenly understood when he heard this.

Leng Zhuo said and turned his head, looked at Ai Xiu, the imprisoned disciple of Jiulong Peak, and said, "I will give you a chance to choose now, serve my Great Chu!" Leng Zhuo removed the tickling feather and said to Ai Xiu solemnly.

Ai Xiu snorted coldly, and said with a backbone: "You can dream about it, even if I, Ai Xiu, die, I will not serve any Da Chu, hum!"

"Yes, it seems that you have made up your mind! Or do you think I won't dare to kill you!" Leng Zhuosen's cold voice carried a dragon-like coercion, which made Ai Xiu a little breathless, but Ai Xiu twisted his neck and stiffened to the end.

Leng Zhuo didn't say more, just moved his fingers, and a golden silk thread crossed in the moonlight, wrapping around Ai Xiu's arm like a swimming snake, and as soon as his heart moved, the golden silk thread suddenly tightened, and ah, a terrible scream came out of Ai Xiu's mouth.

The arm that turned into a segment was in a cloud of blood mist, looking so shocking, and the golden silk thread had already wrapped around the other arm, one, two, three, three breaths, the golden silk thread tightened again, uh, Ai Xiu gritted his teeth this time, just snorted, and his eyes were about to pop out.

He almost couldn't believe that the other party dared to attack him like this, and he was so merciless, he always thought that he was not afraid of death, but this moment, his heart had a trace of fear.

"Don't stop yet!" On the garden, several figures jumped quickly, obviously the masters of the Nine Dragons Peak.

Leng Zhuo heard it, but he didn't stop, his fingers moved, and another handful of blood mist bloomed, one of Ai Xiu's legs was useless, it can be said that now Da Luo Jinxian is here, and he can't save him.

Di Heng, one of the elders of the deacons of Jiulong Peak, although Ai Xiu is not his disciple, but he knows exactly what Ai Xiu means to Jiulong Peak, that is a rare genius in Jiulong Peak in a hundred years, how much financial and material resources it cost Jiulong Peak to cultivate him, but now, in front of everyone, it has been abolished.

Di Heng's face turned pale, his eyes flickered as he looked at the man in mid-air, and said coldly: "You are not small, you actually dare to kill my disciple of Jiulong Peak on my Nine Dragon Peak?

When Leng Zhuo heard this, he laughed and said, "If you want to kill me, you are not qualified enough, and besides, I will kill your disciple of Jiulong Peak today, what can you do!" Leng Zhuo said, the seven-star dragon abyss in his hand swept away, and directly slashed across Ai Xiu's head, and with a pop, Ai Xiu's head flew out two or three zhang high, and blood spurted out a cloud of blood mist.

Sleeve Hongchu felt that this guy in front of him was simply a murderous demon king, he actually killed Ai Xiu, that was one of the three major personal disciples of Jiulong Peak, the treasure of Jiulong Peak, and there was no room for maneuver at all.

Di Heng's face was no longer iron blue, but purple in blue, purple in black, the other party actually beheaded Ai Xiu in front of him, or after he spoke, Chi Guoguo's contempt: "Good courage, since this is the case, then you can bury him with him!"

Di Heng said, a cyan aura flashed on his body, and the person rushed into the air like a cannonball, and above his fists, a tornado rolled up, turning into two wind Jiao, one left and one right, and went around Leng Zhuo's side: "Wind strangulation!" The twin Jiao intertwined into a spiral tornado, and in the rotating wind, one after another wind knives as fast as blades cut towards Leng Zhuo at high speed.

"Hmph, this is what will happen to Jiulong Peak that angers me!" Di Heng looked at the person who was completely engulfed by the twin jiao, and snorted coldly.

"But I'm sorry to tell you, you're happy too early!" Leng Zhuo's voice suddenly sounded behind Di Heng, but it startled Di Heng: "You ......!" Di Heng looked at the pair of dragon scrolls, and then looked at the person in front of him, obviously a little incredulous.

But then, Di Heng calmed down, the blood veins in his body circulated rapidly, and the cyan wind beat on Di Heng's body like a flame, and the wind rolled like waves: "The surging wind, the beating cyan flames, the burning phantoms, turned into an immortal Jiao, and the angry Jiao killed three thousand!

"Damn it's you!" Leng Zhuo shook his head and turned around, as if the other party was already a dead person, Di Heng looked at Leng Zhuo who turned around, and his heart was even more annoyed: "Destroy me!" said the cyan dragon that broke free from the flames and pounced on Leng Zhuo.

However, before the dragon flew out, it turned into a little spark, quickly extinguished, and a strong wind dissipated invisibly like rain over the sky, but Di Heng turned around and looked at the heroic female general behind him, holding a double-bladed woman, with a look of disbelief: "This is impossible!"

Before Di Heng's words were finished, the blood vessels in his neck suddenly burst, blood spurted up, and Di Heng's head fell down, but Liang Hongyu smiled coldly: "Nothing is impossible, it's just that you are too naïve!"

Everything happened too fast, so fast that the sleeves were a little unbelievable, at the moment when Leng Zhuo turned around indifferently, a figure suddenly appeared behind Di Heng, and then a knife flew, and in the flickering of cold light, everything was over, so fast that people were dizzying, and their brains couldn't turn around.

Sleeve Hongchu never thought that the women around this guy were not just vases, but also had such strong strength, just when Sleeve Hongchu was surprised and inexplicable, a golden light in front of her crossed her eyes like a meteor, fast, too fast, she didn't come back to her senses, and when she turned her head, there was a handful of blood mist blooming beside her.

Heavy wolf tooth armor-piercing arrow, with the full moon shot of the upper gate, this arrow is not only fast, but also the lethality is amazing, the locked master of the inner execution, there is no way to avoid it at all, although he felt the inexplicable crisis, wanted to dodge, but it was still too late, and waited until the arrow passed through the body, the huge force and gold mangs carried on the arrow, instantly tore his body, this is equivalent to a blow of the heavy crossbow, or shot out at a distance of less than ten zhang.

However, when the sleeve Hongchu turned his head and saw the scene beside him, his apricot eyes were wide open, because it was not one who died, but another unlucky guy screamed, the position of the arrow, a flame came out through the arrow shaft, and at a very fast speed, spread all over the body, and in a short time, the deacon master in the Nine Dragons Peak was sprayed with flames all over his body, kneeling on the ground, until he turned into a ball of ashes, and scattered with the wind under the moon.

Just a photo, a deacon elder, and two deacon masters were killed so easily, but obviously, the next scene shook the heart even more.