Chapter Ninety-Eight: Serious Injuries

"How dare you kill me?"

Du Tian scolded in a hurry, but he had to turn around to resist the attack from the three sides, and at this moment, he looked extremely embarrassed.

The three people who suddenly appeared were all wearing green shirts, and the realm, at the first time of the fight, Du Tian had a judgment, although it was not the middle stage of his supernatural powers, but they were all in the realm of supernatural powers, and they were characters in the early stage of supernatural powers.

"Good guys!"

Marble's mouth opened wide, his expression was wooden, his eyes were rolling slightly, and he kept staring back and forth between the four staggered figures in the air and the tall figure of Qin Zhang holding the golden seal.

It turns out that it can be like this

Such a token, can be like this

Marbles looked at Qin Zhang obsessively, looking at the token held up in Qin Zhang's palm, at this moment, his eyes were confused, and his vision was full of a bright gold, as well as a phoenix with wings soaring, interspersed with the sun and the moon.

In mid-air, the roar continued.

Three of them were old or middle-aged, and one was a woman. But what is similar is that they all have serious faces and grim expressions, and above their right shoulders, there is a golden thread that looks like a swimming dragon.

Iron Blood Offering Regiment!

The three green-shirted men are all from the Iron Blood Worship Regiment, and they represent the dignity of the Iron Blood Dynasty. This is a camp composed entirely of cultivators with supernatural powers and above, directly obeying the orders of the dynasty and not being coerced by anyone, even if Murong Quanjin, the governor of Nanying, has no right to call them.

And the reason why they had come to ambush the four sides at the behest of Murong Quanjin was because Murong Quanjin, as the sixth prince guarding the frontier, was given three opportunities by the Iron Emperor to mobilize three green-shirted guests to do things for him. After three times, they returned to the imperial capital.

"Bastard!"

Duanmu Yan scolded, they missed the most important point, Murong Xuan was the most favored and hopeful princess of the Iron Emperor, this golden phoenix seal was a gift from the Iron Emperor when Murong Xuan was born, representing the most noble bloodline of the Iron Blood, and the right was second only to the Jade Seal carried by the Iron Emperor.

This seal can mobilize the army, can be in charge of the dynasty, the emperor to govern, and the iron-blooded worship camp is also within the jurisdiction of this seal. It is conceivable that for Murong Xuan, the Iron Emperor has given boundless favor!

"Murong Xiao'er, don't let him stop, don't blame the old man for opening the killing ring!"

Du Tian shouted at the direction where Murong Quanjin was hiding, shook back the middle-aged shirt-shirted guest with one palm, waved his palm non-stop, shook his hand and bombarded the elderly shirt, and between the gaps, he threw out a large piece of forest cold and hidden weapons, forcing back the woman who was killing him from the left.

Hearing this, Murong Quanjin's face froze, and he hurriedly looked at the people in the death camp. Du Tian's words were not secret words, but raised to the sky and roared, so that everyone heard his words. He saw that the faces of the people in the death camp were full of doubts, and he probably hadn't figured out what the word "Murong" was in Du Tian's mouth, but he found that Nangong Xiong's face was hideous, and he was looking around.

But on Qin Zhang's face, he was not shocked and did not look unusual.

"What the hell is he," Murong Quanjin muttered.

On his side, Duanmu Yan's heart became uneasy again for no reason, and he said hesitantly: "Your Highness"

Murong Quanjin gritted his teeth hatefully, he also missed the golden seal. It's all because Murong Xuan has been too quiet in the past ten years, so that everyone has forgotten that she has a phoenix golden seal in her hand that can dominate the ups and downs of iron and blood.

"Okay! Since you don't know how to lift, then don't blame the old man for being too heavy!"

In the sky, Du Tian was furious, except for the happy mood at the beginning, he had been in anger tonight. A Nangong Xiong was already beyond his expectations, who would have thought that a thin young man would be able to command three people from the Divine Power Realm to fight with him.

However, don't forget, he is Du Tian, and he is among the black-robed elders of the Puppet Sect.

"Drink!"

Du Tian roared angrily, shaking his hands and throwing out countless cold lights.

These cold light hunts bombarded the three of them overwhelmingly.

"Hide!"

Among them, the elderly man in green shirt shouted loudly, his body dancing like the wind, but he did not prevent the cold light from suddenly bursting, so he had to hurriedly lay down a protective shield to resist the aftermath of the explosion.

"Hahaha, do you think that the old man only has this ability?

Du Tian let out a hearty laugh, his sleeves danced, and three copper-green pieces of iron suddenly appeared in the air, and after a pause, he quickly smashed the heads and faces of the three green-shirted people. After the collision, it turned into three concrete bronze figures with two people high.

It was the Puppet Sect's Bronze Spirit War!

Scold!

Du Tian let out a soft snort, and a long green light appeared in the eyes of the bronze spirit battle, and after a moment, he looked at the enemy in front of him.

"Senior brother, be careful!"

On one side, the middle-aged man shook his sleeves, and a huge wind of spiritual energy blew, causing the bronze spirit battle figure in front of him to tremble, making a loud bang. But in the corner of his eye, he saw Du Tian wearing a black robe, under the cover of a bronze spirit battle, assassinating the old man Qingyi.

Unable to help it, he opened his mouth and shouted.

"Haha, it's late!"

Du Tian laughed strangely, and with his laughter, his dry and thin claws slammed into the waistcoat of the old man in green shirts: "I said that there is no good end for going against me, if you want to blame, blame the master behind you for being capricious." ”

The black light lit up on Du Tian's palm, his spiritual power shone brightly, and as soon as he spit it out, he was ready to kill the old man Qingyi. But after all, Gou has lived to such an age, and at the critical moment, the old man's robe was bulging, like a rapidly expanding balloon, and he let out a broken cry from his mouth, and between the lightning and flint, he stabbed Du Tian with a sword in both hands and stabbed at the side of his waist.

Boom!

The green shirt shattered, turning into broken steps in the sky.

Poof!

The old man spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his body fell like a big bird, and Nangong Xiong jumped up and grabbed Qin Zhang's side.

"Senior brother!" shouted the woman, who had never spoken.

"Senior brother!"

The middle-aged shirtman opened his eyes angrily.

"It's okay! I'm fine!"

The old man was in Nangong Xiong's arms, waving his hand from the two, his gaze turned to Du Tian's waist, the broken robe and the piercing blood made him smile, and he shouted: "This old man has received my sword, quickly, kill him!"

"Good!"

The remaining two nodded, their sleeves shook, and a three-foot Qingfeng appeared in their hands, revealing the simplicity of the sword, which looked very similar to the old man's previous sword.

"Kill me, ridiculous!"

In the face of the fluttering attack of the two, Du Tian was completely furious! The three eight-zhang-high bronze spirit battles came together with a roaring pace, and Du Tian's thin palms burned with inches of black light, and the more they burned, the more they burned.

"Senior sister!"

The middle-aged blue-shirted guest and the woman came together, and between the rolling of the sleeve robe, a green light also ignited on the Qingfeng sword, and the rich one seemed to be splashed with a layer of grease.

"Kill!" the two of them broke off.

"Die!" Du Tian said domineeringly.

Boom!

The two green rays were twisted into a giant whip and rushed towards the black light that rose into the sky, and for a while, the air was covered by the blue and black light, and there was a huge roar.

Boom!

Another loud bang.

Unexpectedly, Du Tian, a palm of black mangs covers the sky, and then a palm of black mangs, covering the ground!

Boom!

After two palms in a row, Du Tiansheng's face turned red, but he resolutely waved the third palm.

The first palm, on par with Qingmang, the second palm, Qingmang retreated, but he was still struggling, and this third palm was the last straw that crushed the camel, between heaven and earth, only a loud rumbling and black light surging.

"Ahh

The green-shirted man let out a miserable scream, his body bombarded backwards, and he couldn't suppress the blood in his throat in the air, and spat several times.

"Die!"

Du Tian's figure rushed out in the black light, and he decided not to hesitate any longer and to kill them all.

"Stand back!"

Qin Zhang stretched out his palm, and a gust of wind suddenly blew on the flat ground, and everyone's bodies were pulled by a force, constantly retreating backwards.

"General!"

Chi Teng shouted, tears welling up in his eyes.

However, at this moment, Qin Zhang didn't have much of a mood to pay attention to it, his eyes were resolute, looking at Du Tian's roaring ** in the dark light, his fingers were stretched, and his knuckles made a clicking sound.

The wind rises from the ground and is mad in the sky!

The magic of law and war

Qin Zhang is bold!

Is it raw?

Or, death?

Just as the two were about to fight, there was a sudden roar from the south.

"Haha, old ghost, uncle, I'm leaving, bye!"

The roar was accompanied by wild laughter, but Du Tian's face changed greatly, and he suddenly turned his head to look, only to see a burly body shooting away in the black light wind.

"Little thief, where to go!"

Du Tian roared wildly, his anger was monstrous, he turned around and chased after him, no longer caring about the people below, even the spiritual power that Qin Zhang threw his hand and shot away, he didn't care about it, only a bronze spirit battle stepped forward to block it. What's more, Ling Zhan was knocked down by bombardment, and he didn't take a second look.

Who is it?

provoked Du Tian to be so desperate?