At the time of that roar exploding, many disciples kept retreating, they knew that a bloody battle was about to break out in this city, and they naturally didn't want to suffer from the disaster of the pond fish.

In less than ten breaths, the originally overcrowded Fang Market was now only Lu Jiang who was sitting on the ground, and Xiyue who was paralyzed on the ground, when everyone retreated, Xiyue came to her senses, she stared at Lu Jiang with tears on her face and hissed: "You go, you go quickly, everything starts because of me, and it ends with me." ”

But Lu Jiang turned a deaf ear and sat cross-legged on the ground motionless.

Seeing this scene, the disciples in the distance shook their heads one after another, although Lu Jiang was able to kill Zong Sheng, but he had absolutely no possibility in the face of Zong Zhan, Zong Zhan had extraordinary qualifications, he had been famous for a long time, and he heard that his strength had stepped into the Yunling Realm, and he was one of the most likely to win the championship in this disciple competition, such a person, wouldn't it be possible for a disciple of nine generations to defeat?

"If Zong Sheng was only injured before, then, as long as a strong person comes forward, perhaps, this son still has a glimmer of life, but he has recklessly completely cut off this glimmer of life. ”

"Although this person is ruthless, but he has not entered the WTO deeply, if he can endure it, he is afraid that he will not have a bright future?"

"The strength of the battle Zongsheng, the body is extremely strong, this person is actually a force spirit, but, even if it is a force spirit, but the cultivation is not in the late stage of gathering spirits, and the gap with the sect war is too big, too big. ”

"Is it reckless? Or is it deliberate? Who can enter the Heavenly Fortune Sect, which one doesn't have a certain amount of luck? If this son drags mud and water, I'm afraid, there will be endless troubles. ”

Many disciples regretted it.

In the crowd, a gloomy black-robed young man was staring at Lu Jiang who was sitting cross-legged, a pair of eyes without pupils under the black robe looked particularly terrifying, he stared at Lu Jiang with both eyes, and said softly: "So strong Liliang, it seems that in the past year and a half, you have also had your own opportunities in Siguofeng, but the things on your body must not escape the hands of my coffin." ”

"Why do I have the illusion that that the madman may not be able to kill this son?" A young man in black and black stared at Lu Jiang and said to himself, but after saying it, he shook his head helplessly, he couldn't be clearer about the strength of that madman, if this son wants to win, there is almost no possibility.

"Such a strong spirit, the Heavenly Fortune Sect is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Another young man in animal skin stared at Lu Jiang, his eyes full of warlike intent.

"Is this the one who made the Gate of Heavenly Fortune crack three times in a row? Unfortunately, if you provoke that madman, even if you can make the Gate of Heavenly Fortune crack, it will be useless. A young man dressed in white in the crowd stared at Lu Jiang and said softly.

In this battle, Lu Jiang's strength had already left an indelible mark in the hearts of everyone, and he completely shocked them with the strength of the late stage of the Spirit Gathering Sect to fight the Zong Sheng in the late stage of the Melting Weapon Realm. But thinking of the upcoming Zong War, no one is optimistic about Lu Jiang.

"Who is it, kill Zong Sheng!!" Just as everyone was waiting, a roar exploded, and with this roar, many disciples had a lot of coercion over their bodies, they turned around in horror, and when they saw the figures walking in the air, their expressions were shocked.

"Transformation Realm??Only the Transformation Realm can walk in the air without relying on any spiritual weapons. ”

"Zong Zhan has already stepped into the Transformation God Realm? is impossible, Disciple Dabi is imminent, he will never step into the Transformation God Realm within this time. Unless, he didn't want to enter the Burning Sky Ruins, if so, then Zong Zhan's strength was infinitely close to the Transformation God Realm. ”

"It's a pity, this son will definitely die. ”

Bursts of exclamations came and went, Lu Jiang, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes, he looked at Zong Zhan standing in the air in front of him, his pupils shrank sharply, and a trace of self-deprecation appeared at the corner of his mouth, if Lu Jiang was still sure of fighting with Zong Zhan before, and now, this certainty is infinitely close to zero.

Before killing Zong Sheng, Lu Jiang didn't think about running, but what was the use of running? Perhaps, all this was already doomed when Lu Jiang took over the five medium-grade spirit stones of Xiyue, perhaps, in the case that he and Zong Sheng had not completely torn his face, Lu Jiang had a glimmer of life, but with Lu Jiang's temperament, he would never bow his head easily.

And when Zong Sheng said the threatening words, he was already doomed to a tragic death, Lu Jiang acted decisively, when he was at odds with Zong Sheng, he already knew that the matter was irreparable, he was only a disciple of the ninth generation, and he was like an ant in Zong Sheng's eyes, since he said that sentence in front of many disciples, he would inevitably make it, and it must be endless, of course, Lu Jiang was committed to perfection at that time, maybe he could reduce Zong Sheng's killing intent by the slightest, but this was more difficult than killing Lu Jiang.

Now that the grudge has been accepted, Lu Jiang has nothing to hesitate about, even if he doesn't kill Zong Sheng today, then, the result is almost the same, Zong Sheng's status and identity have already created the consequences of Lu Jiang offending him, Zong Sheng will never allow a disciple of the ninth generation to provoke his majesty, he will do everything to kill Lu Jiang.

Therefore, Lu Jiang did not have any remorse, after all, since the result was already doomed, why didn't he kill Zong Sheng now? If Zong Sheng did not die, he would have one more enemy and one less threat, although once Zong Sheng died, his crisis would be even greater.

Now, the Zong Zhan has arrived, Lu Jiang's glimmer of life is to delay time, waiting for the arrival of the Berserker King, otherwise, it will be really difficult for him to escape the hands of the Zong Zhan today, thinking of this, Lu Jiang has a trace of helplessness, how long can he delay? The strength of the Zong Zhan has exceeded his imagination, and being stared at by the Zong Zhan, Lu Jiang has returned to the sense of coercion when he thought about it.

Zong Zhan's appearance is seven or eight points similar to Zong Sheng, but his body is taller and burly, wearing a set of dark gold battle armor, holding a bronze halberd, standing in the air, the coercion of his body almost forms a substance, causing a space storm, at this time, Zong Zhan's eyes are staring at Zong Sheng's headless corpse, the momentum of his body gradually expands, and a trace of blood and tears emerge in his eyes.

Gradually, Zong Zhan's gaze slowly moved to Lu Jiang, who was sitting cross-leggedly on the ground. Fiercely, he let out a roar like a beast, and roared angrily: "Take your life!!", after speaking, his body slammed into the air, holding a bronze war halberd in both hands, and a halberd in the air bombarded Xiangxia Fang Lujiang.

The space collapsed, thundered loudly again and again, and a halberd fell as if it contained the power of opening the sky, ferociously swinging the Lu River.

At the moment when Zong Zhan roared, Lu Jiang stood up violently, his fists were clenched, his body squatted down slightly, and he raised his head and roared: "Battle Barbarian!!", in an instant, Lu Jiang's body bloomed with pale red blood light, and the muscles all over his body squirmed, as if there was a blood light flashing, and the whole person seemed to be poured with blood.

At this moment, Lu Jiang's momentum skyrocketed, his fists were clenched, and the sound of bones crackling came from his body. The left arm that was originally broken by Zong Sheng had been restored under the medicinal effect of the Four Grades Yunti Pill, and now, after using the battle barbarian, it had fully recovered, looking at the battle halberd split in the air, Lu Jiang violently picked up the heavy sword inserted in front of him, and his thick arms swung the heavy sword and blasted towards the battle halberd above.

One kill.

This time, the liliang that erupted from the first killing became more and more ferocious, and the sword light that bloomed with the heavy sword actually had a trace of blood red, and a sword slashed out, forming an extremely powerful sword light.

Seeing Lu Jiang struggling to fight back, all the disciples were dumbfounded, their faces were full of disbelief, a ninth-generation disciple in the late stage of the Gathering Spirit had the courage to dare to fight with the second-generation disciple in the late stage of the Yunling Realm?

Who gave him this courage, or did he have the capital to fight Zongzhan at all?

"Boom!"

When many disciples were shocked, a thunderous roar exploded deafeningly, and the collision of the war halberd and the heavy sword formed a powerful shock wave that spread ferociously.

"Poof!"

Lu Jiang squirted a mouthful of blood, his sleeves shattered instantly, revealing bloody hands, not only that, but he seemed to have been hit by a fierce beast, his internal organs were displaced, and blood was splashed all over his body, and a huge pit had appeared under his feet.

One move, a simple move, Lu Jiang knew that he had been defeated, the strength of the battle was not something he could resist at all, the liliang of this halberd was already beyond the scope of Lu Jiang's physical body, and with one blow, Lu Jiang was almost abolished.

The heavy sword fell, and Lu Jiang, who had turned into a bloody man, fell straight to the ground.

"Is it going to be over?" Countless disciples were feeling sorry in their hearts, perhaps, this was exactly the picture they wanted to see, if a ninth-generation disciple really received a blow from the second-generation disciple's sect battle, it would be a real bolt from the blue for them.

"Don't. Xiyue, who was paralyzed on the ground, hissed, her eyes were dilated, and there was endless self-blame and pain in her eyes.

Lying on the ground, his eyes were fixed on the sect battle above like an invincible god of war, and a trace of confusion appeared in Lu Jiang's eyes.

Won't you be able to go back to Earth? Will you never be able to see your parents who are far away on Earth again?

No.

As long as you are not dead, there is still a glimmer of life.

Until now, Lu Jiang is still looking forward to the fall of the Wild War King, which is his hope and the only hope.

Lu Jiang's heavy blow did not extinguish the killing intent and monstrous anger in Zong Zhan's heart, looking at Lu Jiang below, he jumped into the air again, and a halberd contained monstrous power, and it bombarded down again.

Looking at the halberd that was about to fall, the fire of hope in Lu Jiang's eyes gradually stopped, and at this moment, Lu Jiang had already smelled the breath of death.

But at the time of this crisis, the Berserker King did not appear as Lu Jiang expected.

Looking at the halberd that was getting closer and closer, the corners of Lu Jiang's mouth suddenly flashed with a hint of self-deprecation. The Berserker King didn't come, Lu Jiang didn't blame him, perhaps, he had his difficulties, he had his ideas.

At this time, Lu Jiang realized that he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

The mistake is not that he did not beg for mercy from Zong Sheng, nor is it the fault of recklessly killing Zong Sheng, but the fault is that he pinned his fate on others, and he was wrong in pinning all his hopes on others.

Perhaps, the only one who can really save himself is himself.

Perhaps, his own destiny is under his own control.

Case.

Then, from today on, the fate of my Lu Jiang is only in the hands of my Lu Jiang, and no one can interfere with my fate, including the heavens.

"Hum. ”

The strange chant echoed in Lu Jiang's mind again.

At this moment, Lu Jiang's eyes suddenly bloomed, and a trace of mist frantically emerged from Lu Jiang's eyes, body, and every pore of his body, and a domineering, bloodthirsty, and powerful aura erupted from his body.

"Bang!!" A bang exploded, and the ground shook violently, and Zong Zhan looked in disbelief at the hand that grabbed his halberd below.

No, this can no longer be called a hand, it should be called a magic hand.

At this moment, in addition to the echoing humming sound in the space, all the disciples stared at the front in shock.

At the same time, thinking about the top of the peak, the rickety old man put his hands behind his back, looking at the direction of Fang City, his eyes burst into light, his rickety body actually trembled, after a long time, he said in disbelief: "This is the breath of the devil, how is it possible? How can there be such a pure breath of demons in the world? What kind of inheritance has he obtained?"

And the other peak, the Berserker King looked at the direction of Fang City, his eyes were complicated, he glanced at Yuan Zhong behind him, and then looked at the direction of Siguo Peak, after a long time, he sighed helplessly, at the moment when Lu Jiang was full of demonic energy, he shook violently, staring ahead in disbelief, as if he wanted to pass through the space and see Lu Jiang lying on the ground.

At this moment, not only the Berserk Battle King, but also the powerhouses of the entire Heavenly Fortune Sect were all awakened.

PS: This chapter may be a bit of a abuse of the master, this big demon, is a demon's growth road, this road may be ten thousand bones, this road will trample on the supreme existence, but this road will never be smooth sailing, there will be abuse in the future, but not a lot, the protagonist's hardships are inevitable, if you like the big devil, please collect, please vote for the old man a recommendation vote, thank you.