Chapter Eighty-Eight: Sadness, Pride, No Loss!

"Feng Wuxi, after so many years, I'm afraid I'm disappointed to see me today, right?"

"Haha, it's not disappointment, but I feel a little expectant, anyway, the final result will not change. ”

"Hmph, yes? I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you in the end. ”

"In that case, let me feel what happened to your death?"

At the same time, the imperial capital, among the forbidden places of the imperial city.

Chen Zifeng ushered in his most important moment.

"Condensation!"

I screamed in my heart.

I saw that in his dantian, three automatic rotating spirit bird platforms were violently intertwined.

"Ao!"

As painful as ever, gritted teeth and stoic as always.

This is the third time Chen Zifeng has experienced such pain, although each time he feels unbearable pain, Chen Zifeng began to look forward to longing for such feelings, because he knew that every time he experienced it, he would be stronger and closer to his wishes.

"Come on, let the pain come more violently, I need you, I need you very much" Chen Zifeng's heart was roaring, roaring, boiling.

Compared with the pain that Chen Zifeng endured at this moment, all the people in the imperial capital at this moment, especially the ordinary people, for them, it was like the end of the world at this moment.

The imperial capital, which was prosperous and lively in the past, was extremely safe, but at this moment, their perception was completely subverted, and there were shouts of killing, fighting, and heart-rending cries everywhere.

"My good brother, your dreams are about to be shattered, you are not as good as mine, take a look, take a closer look, it won't be too long before I can turn this place into a dead city. ”

The silver-haired old man was very happy, he had been looking forward to it for twenty years, he had been planning for twenty years, and now it was about to come true, he couldn't be happy if he didn't want to, he also liked this feeling very much, especially when he could enjoy the scenes of despair, helplessness, and pain, his heart was happy, and all of this could bring him inexplicable excitement.

"Senior brother, do you know why you lost to me? Do you know why the master chose me instead of you? Because you are so arrogant, just like today, do you think you can really win?"

The great teacher suddenly felt that his junior brother was so pitiful, he had only lived in his own world for decades, and he would never be able to get out.

Suddenly, a figure sprang down from mid-air.

"Boom!"

A puff of dust and smoke splashed, and half of the thick walls were knocked off.

"Your Majesty!"

"Could it be that the naΓ―ve is really going to destroy my Yunyang Empire?"

"Has Your Majesty been defeated?"

Exclamations, sighs, full of helplessness and despair.

"My good brother, didn't you just say that I was arrogant? Didn't you say that I still can't win today? But I really didn't see it, how could I lose? Why don't you tell me? Otherwise, when all my army enters the city, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to tell me. ”

Although the silver-haired old man's face was suspicious, his eyes revealed a distrust in his eyes, he didn't trust the other party, he didn't trust the other party very much, just like he said, he really couldn't think of what kind of hole cards his good senior brother could have, he couldn't think of it, and he couldn't think of it.

As if he hadn't heard of it, the great master dodged and walked in the direction of the sea of clouds falling infinitely.

"National teacher, I'm fine, as long as we hold on for a little longer, that kid will be able to succeed. As the words fell, a figure rose up in the eyes of many Dao Dao or despair, hope or fiery, and rushed to the sky again.

The great teacher stopped when he heard this.

"Your Majesty is fine, sons and daughters of Yunyang, cheer up your spirits, don't let go of any enemy, we kill one to save the capital, kill two to earn one, kill a few more to make a lot of money, victory must belong to us in the end." ”

"Kill, the great master is right, even if you die, you can't do a loss-making business. ”

"Haha, damn anemo bastard, give me death, give me all death. ”

"If you want to kill me, you have to come and back me, or I will lose money. ”

This is pride and pathos.

At this moment, it is not for anything else, just not to lose money, in order not to lose money, some people do not hesitate to self-destruct, they would rather destroy their own cultivation, and ignite the spirit bird Taila to pull the enemy to go to Huangquan together, at that moment he was smiling, because he earned.

In order not to lose money, someone chose to exchange his life for his life, exchanging his mutilated body for the life of a newborn enemy, and he also smiled at that moment, because he also earned.

Even then, it was a drop in the bucket, because there were so many enemies that could not be stopped that as more and more people fell, more enemies would storm the city from where they fell.

The Great Master was fighting, and he was fighting again with the silver-haired old man and the black-robed monk, even though his body was covered with scars, he was still fighting, because it couldn't retreat, not even a single step.

The hob prince is also fighting, even if he was injured by the silver-haired old man before, but at this moment he is fighting more fiercely, one person entangles the two enemy generals, and he is holding on with the spirit of fighting for his life, his roar is shaking the enemy, boiling himself.

Yan Lao is also fighting, even if the situation is chaotic now, there is still no panic on his face, even under the siege of several enemy generals, he can always take them one by one, and entangle these enemy generals to the death.

Fighting, fighting to the death, fighting in order not to lose money, has become the main theme of this moment, playing an unyielding song, carrying an immortal spirit.

"Boom!"

The figure of the sky fell again, and this time there were two figures, one white and one black, followed by two streams of qi that crossed the tribulation realm.

"Feng is not sick, join forces with others, are you so unconfident?" The smashed figure immediately rose up, and retreated quickly, and the two Tribulation Realms joined forces, and he couldn't resist it.

"Jiji, Brother Wuji, you are too worried, I just don't want to have another accident, I am enough to deal with you, take a good look here, soon you will not have such a chance." ”

Despair, unwillingness, humiliation

These are the emotions of the cultivators of the Yunyang Empire on the battlefield at this moment.

Excitement, anticipation, confidence

This is Chen Zifeng's emotions in the forbidden land of the imperial capital at this time.

In the end, the cultivators of the Yunyang Empire were no longer able to stop the enemy's attack, but in the blink of an eye, the enemy outside the city had already invaded the city, and they didn't dare to imagine where this imperial city would go.

The great master took all this in his eyes, at this moment he was calm, unusually calm, he dodged away from his battlefield, volleyed into the air, his spiritual sense scanned every corner of the imperial capital, and the corners of his mouth hooked a slight arc.

"If you don't come now, when will you wait!"

A loud shout spread throughout the entire Imperial City, and all the people in the Imperial City, including the cultivators of the Wind God Empire who had already invaded the city, all looked up at the source of the sound in mid-air. The only website of the book: