"Wow!"

A scream, particularly piercing in the howling of the wind.

In the crowd, Qin Zhang stood like a pine, watching coldly as everyone fought fiercely with metal monster birds. Chi Teng wielded a large piece of black silk as strange as a spirit snake, and with the assistance of a strong man with hideous eyes, he vowed to cut off the wings of the strange bird.

And the rest of the people, each doing their best, swayed the aura of the sky between their gestures, rumbling into the strange bird everywhere, and a weak soldier like Marbles naturally would not participate in the battle, seven or eight children surrounded a few old women, tightly hiding behind Qin Zhang.

"You're a coward!" Marble yelled at Qin Zhang.

In this regard, Qin Zhang was silent, and his face was still as calm as water.

"They're all fighting to the death, why don't you go? Are you embarrassed to stand here and watch them die? I already knew that you're a bad person!

Marble'er protected the old woman behind her with both hands, and her voice was full of crying: "Brother Zhuang, Uncle Lu, they died like this, they were cut in half by that monster, why did they die, it wasn't you who died for what! It's not you, a faceless coward hiding behind you!"

Marble's eyes were red, and her throat was hoarse. And his words made the little friends beside him also raise their eyes, grinding their teeth and revealing monstrous hatred towards Qin Zhang.

This hatred came for no reason.

Just because the person you care about is dead and I am not, you hate me.

But if the person you care about is alive and I die, you won't say any benefit to me, or even a little mercy.

This hatred is well-founded, because the hatred in this world comes for such a reason.

"Little marbles!

Qin Zhang didn't show any reaction, in the roar of the fighting around him, he was calm like a puddle of lake water, but the old woman behind Marble Er stretched out her palm like a chicken claw and grabbed Marble's arm fiercely, stopping his next words.

The old woman stared nervously at Qin Zhang's back, her pupils full of vigilance. She was supposed to believe Nangong Xiong, as a member of the death camp, even if she was an old woman with no combat effectiveness.

But at this moment, she was determined to cling to the knowledge she had accumulated in her life, not that Qin Zhang harbored malice towards them, but that she felt the malice buried deep in Qin Zhang's heart, so it was not for her, but she felt it, and that malice made her heart tremble, as if she had bumped into a fierce beast in the depths of the Southern Barbarians.

"The hatred of the heavens and the earth, the people of the heavens and the earth"

A silent sigh sounded in Qin Zhang's heart, and between breathing and breathing, an inexplicable sadness spread across the ten meters of his side, and the people in this range felt an inexplicable depression in their hearts at the same time, and they didn't vomit or feel unhappy.

"Ahh

Lu Yangyang shook his tongue and roared, letting out an angry shout. As if after calling it like this, his sour heart will feel better. Countless messy fragments flashed through his mind, and eventually, all he could see was the metal monster bird.

"Death to Lao Tzu!" he roared, his fists wrapped in endless black light, looking particularly hideous and terrifying.

Not far in the air, Nangong Xiong tread the waves and sang, under his palm print fist, the cyan wind that wrapped Du Tian was constantly weakened and thinned, and the surrounding space was also filled with Nangong Xiong's spiritual power.

"See you're not dead!"

Nangong Xiong gritted his teeth and said hatefully, he naturally knew the gap between the realms, so he didn't plan to give this black-robed old man any respite at the beginning, the attack was as fast as thunder and lightning, and every punch and kick contained the ultimate killing power of his realm.

And on hand, the spirit stones that had accumulated for several years were even more consumed like water, and as his exercises unfolded, countless spirit stones that had exhausted spiritual energy and shattered into powder dispersed from the palm of his hand.

"Die!"

Nangong Xiong let out an earth-shattering roar.

The overwhelming palm print fist suddenly emitted a dazzling light, whether it was the fist seal that had dissipated before or the fist mark that Nangong Xiong had just cast, it all appeared in the void, emitting a dazzling light. A gap suddenly appeared in the sky, revealing a dark cold, and countless murmurs from unknown sources resounded through the sky, making the atmosphere of the battlefield extremely strange.

"Dafu Tu Palm Technique!" In the wind, Du Tian screamed.

It turned out to be the Great Floating Slaughter Palm Technique, the Great Floating Slaughter Palm Technique that dominates one palace!

"Old ghost, you are destined, you will fall here today!" Seeing this, Nangong Xiong let out a big laugh.

"Damn!

Du Tian scolded in a low voice, his eyes dark and uncertain. Although the sect of the puppet sect was not in the Qianyuan Dynasty, he had heard of the prestige of Nangong Futu.

"It's just that the descendants of those old guys, how could they be willing to be sent to a dilapidated camp like the death camp, suspicious, really suspicious!" Du Tian looked at Nangong's majestic body in the palm prints in the sky: "However, this floating palm is genuine." Bang, this time the old man confessed, but I didn't expect it to be the heir of the Nangong family, that little boy cheated me! This revenge will be avenged in the future, and the top priority is to solve the matter in front of him first. ”

Nangong Xiong's figure was as fast as lightning, getting closer and closer, palm prints filled the sky, and countless spiritual energy filled this space, and in those strange murmurs, Du Tian's face unconsciously loosened, and he was almost about to be caught.

"Damn!

Du Tian scolded, then raised his head and yelled at Nangong Xiong: "Boy, this matter has been revealed, how about we stop together?" The old man still has urgent things to do, and he has no time to play with you, so I will let you go for the time being!"

"Stop, ridiculous old thing, are you dreaming!"

"You're forcing the old man!"

Du Tian scolded, and the fingers that had slowed down because of Nangong Xiong's identity were unleashed again, and several blue-green rays of light shot away with his flying fingers, instantly disappearing into the void. At the same time, the metal monster bird that fought fiercely with everyone suddenly had countless strange patterns on its body.

"Wow!"

There was another crane chirp, but this time everyone knew very well that this crane chirp was actually transmitted from the body of the metal monster bird.

"Boy, the old man will give you another chance, just stop here, the old man will wait for a horse!" The wind shrank inward, and suddenly expanded outward, making the space that had been compressed into a small side due to Nangong Xiong's attack suddenly expanded.

"Dream!" Nangong Xiong shouted, his majestic body roared like a skyfall, and at this moment, in the palm prints revealed in the sky, a few faint traces were suddenly outlined, like palm prints in the palm of human flesh.

"One day in the world, ten thousand years of floating slaughter!"

Palm prints, thorns, endless void murmurs.

This blow will kill you under the realm, and even if it is in the realm of supernatural powers, you will definitely be seriously injured.

This blow represents the majesty of the iron-blooded Nangong family, the Futu Mountain of the Qianyuan Nangong.

Thundered!

There were countless loud noises in the air, and the green mangs were flexible, sweeping the space.

In the huge blasting sound, dozens of green rays flew, and the metal monster bird below suddenly let out a fierce "chirp", struggling to break free from the black silk, leaving half a broken wing, turning into a streamer that threw itself into the center of the explosion without hesitation.

Boom!

Boom!

The two forces collided, flipping a huge mushroom cloud in the air. In the aftermath of the explosion, Nangong Xiong's body retreated, and then the remaining strength flew into the crowd.

"Boss, you're fine!"

"Boss, boss, you're okay!"

Seeing Nangong Xiong's body flying back like a cannonball, everyone hurriedly gave way to give him enough space to unload.

However, Nangong Xiong ignored the noisy greetings of concern around him, his eyes were fixed on the air, and he was firmly fixed on the center of the explosion cloud.

Is the old ghost dead?

As he gazed, everyone fell silent, watching the aftermath of the explosion leave a curtain in the same nervous voice.

Is it dead?

This is what everyone is looking forward to!

"Boy, I said you'd regret it!"

The clouds flipped over, and in the nervous gaze of everyone, in the space that gradually calmed down, there was a sudden earth-shattering roar, and the killing intent contained in it could be felt by everyone.

The old ghost

Not dead!

Nangong Xiong smiled wryly, but he no longer had the strength to support his body, and staggered to the ground.