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The death of the violent king completely made everyone feel the danger of death, and gave birth to a fragile sense of powerlessness.

Too weak to stop him at all.

One palm, one kick, and one sword killed the late evolutionary stage!
Three moves, just three moves, just like slaughtering pigs and dogs, and also killed two mid-evolution powerhouses by the way.

What kind of treasure, what kind of detachment, it doesn't matter at this moment.

At first I thought it was a toothless tiger, but unexpectedly, he also had saber-like tiger teeth, which were even sharper.

"You...how can you be so strong?" Hei Jin said in horror.

But Xuanyuanyan was indifferent, and rushed forward like a killing god, setting off waves of blood and blood, and each sword could take away a dead soul.

"The country of Hua cannot be bullied, you... all have to die!"

When Zhou Yi and other Chinese people heard these words, their eyes felt a little warm, moist, moist, proud, and extremely secure.

He is like a big tree supporting the sky!

Indomitable and towering!
Looking at the old man who fought bloody battles, his heart was complicated, and he felt a surge of respect. This is the person who dedicated his life to the country.

Only this land, this country, and this heritage of cultural treasures can give birth to such a great person!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Zhou Yi and others roared and joined the battlefield one after another.

Miyamoto looked at Patriarch Xuanyuan with admiration in his eyes, and he also yearned for this spirit and strength, but unfortunately, he was still far behind.

Immediately gritted his teeth and slashed at the bandit with all his strength!
As for Wu Sheng and Xue Yu, they fought to a fever pitch, exchanging wounds for wounds, and every move directly took the other's life, which was already crazy.

No one dared to approach them.

The mercenary group and Jinlongwei have all become meat grinders.

Of course, not everyone is bloody, and some people have already thought about the situation and wanted to slip away, but the entire ecological park has been surrounded by iron barrels.

What Iron Armored Guards, Ye Family Army and Zhang Family Masters, as well as many other powerful people formed a big net.

Fight to not let go of a single enemy.

In the biggest battle circle, there was a sudden scream, Harang the Brahmin wailed, coughed blood, scrambled backwards, and screamed: "Wait... wait, I surrender, I admit defeat, I won't fight anymore , please let me go."

He was beaten until he was almost out of human form.

It seems to be particularly hateful.

And Xuanyuanyan held a sword, walked towards him step by step and said coldly: "In these years, you Brahmin have provoked again and again, repeatedly violated our border, injured our soldiers, jumped and shouted, did you ever think that you will have today?"

"Do you really think that you, a little brahmin, will be the opponent of our Chinese army? It's ridiculous, you have always been a clown."

"The enemy of our country has always been the whole world. If it weren't for them to join forces to check and balance, our army of the country of China would have crushed your capital in minutes, and the old man would have slaughtered your whole family of Brahmins with your own hands. How dare you shout in front of me?"

"court death!"

Under Harang's scream, his head shattered.

Like a watermelon being kicked and burst.

Everyone was shocked, their hearts were shocked, and another one died?
You know, these super masters usually don't see any of them, which one is not a big boss?Now they have fallen one after another.

It is conceivable that after today, the whole world will be shaken!

Too many masters died.

But just when everyone thought that Patriarch Xuanyuan was invincible, Puzhi, who had been wandering all the time, suddenly made a cunning move and slapped Patriarch Xuanyuan on the waist.

"Big grief!"

"Oh!"

With a muffled sound, Patriarch Xuanyuan staggered and fell a few steps, holding on to stabilize his body, but there was a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"What? This?"

Everyone was shocked, who... was injured?
Thomas and the others, who were sweating profusely, were also shocked. Did he finally start to get weak?The current power is all temporary?

Zhou Yi, Wu Sheng, and Tie Lao also all changed their faces. This is just the beginning of a turning point, and they have the upper hand. Is the situation going to be reversed?

But when Puzhi saw this, he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "I guessed right, your waist has an old injury, no matter how you cover it up, it can't change the fact that you are full of flaws, if you are really strong, you don't need it at all. That sword."

"The you now will disappear like a shooting star!"

Seeing him laughing, Patriarch Xuanyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth lightly, and said indifferently: "It is true that I have an old disease in my waist, but this is not guessed. It seems that someone behind the scenes is pointing you out, is it a shady guy?"

Everyone looked shocked, could it be some old senior?
An enemy of the Xuanyuan family?

Hearing this, Puzhi chuckled a few times without explaining.

But Yun Yin was frightened and angrily cursed: "Bastard, damned bald donkey, traitor monk, you are not worthy of being a Chinese, and you actually attacked your own people."

"You are a complete traitor!"

Compared to Thomas, he probably hates the rebellious monk Puzhi even more, this bastard, he only knows how to mess around and is disgusting.

A bullying thing!
Killing intent also appeared on the faces of Zhou Yi and the others. If a despicable dog thieves let him ruin a big event, killing him a thousand times will not be enough to relieve the hatred.

But fortunately, Xuanyuan Patriarch's aura didn't decay too much, he said indifferently: "It seems that I always underestimate the opponent's tricks, I wanted to spare your life for Shaolin's sake, but now it seems that you are seeking your own death. "

At this moment, a bloody smell gradually became stronger, and even the blood at the corner of his mouth began to evaporate.

Puzhi was taken aback for a moment, and his expression changed: "This...what is this?"

But Peng Sanbai's pupils contracted, and he screamed suddenly: "Get out of the way, run, this old thing is crazy, this is the power of detachment."

"What the hell is going on here? How could his body still inspire such power?"

He was hysterical and his eyes were tearing apart.

He has seen this kind of power in ancient books. Although he doesn't know what it is, he knows that using it can greatly increase his strength, but it also has side effects.

Isn't his body almost unable to hold on?

"Quick... swipe..."

There was a blur in front of his eyes, and blood splashed all over his face.

He didn't even finish his sentence, a bronze sword pierced his neck directly, so fast that even the afterimage could not be seen.

Puzhi and the others had no chance of saving people.

Another one died unexpectedly, and he was still a master of the Peng family!

Everyone clicked their tongues, horrified, the Peng family is actually dead, the Xuanyuan family is killing people crazy, right?Aren't you afraid to go to war directly?

Zhou Yi and the others were surprised and delighted, and another one died.

"You are the most noisy and long-winded. Do you really think you are the Peng family and I dare not kill you? Even if Old Ghost Peng is here, I will still kill you."

Patriarch Xuanyuan's eyes were scarlet.

Finally, go berserk!

The bronze sword slashed violently, directly cutting Peng Sanbai's body into more than a dozen sections, not even leaving the complete body to the Peng family.

At this moment, Thomas and the others were terrified. They turned around and ran away in fright. They stopped fighting and said nothing. They were not opponents of the same level at all. They made the biggest mistake by misestimating the strength of this old guy. mistake.

"Run, run separately!"

Pu Zhi had oiled the soles of his feet and fled far away.

But Patriarch Xuanyuan couldn't let him go so easily, he raised a triangular army thorn on the ground and threw it at him directly.

"middle!"

"Ah ah ah..."

Puzhi screamed, his chest seemed to be pierced, he fell on the ground and rolled for more than ten meters, but he still gritted his teeth and rushed into the chaotic crowd, no matter how painful it was, he had to endure it.

Which bastard said that hitting his old abdominal wound would kill him?I fuck your ancestors!