Chapter 1519

Lord chamer is dead!

Many soldiers in Xuanshui city were stunned, like lost dogs, at a loss. At the last moment, they also felt that following adults would reach the peak of their life. They also believed that if one day in their life was the most glorious, it would be today.

But now they know that Lord chamer's strength is far from enough in front of Yang Feng.

Dong Dong!

In the void, waves flooded. Yang Feng stepped into the empty air and walked a few steps to the foot of Dingjun city. Then he stepped on chamer's body, looked at many soldiers and asked, "do you want to die or live?"

Quiet!

There was silence, and countless soldiers did not dare to speak.

"Whew!"

Boom!

Holding Xuanyuan sword, Yang Feng cut it off with a sword.

Silk!

In the void, a long golden dragon was drawn. The space was broken. At the place where the sword power rolled the mat, a huge space crack appeared rapidly.

Ah ah!

A scream came, and tens of thousands of soldiers were swallowed up by the terrible space crack.

Hoo Hoo!

The strong wind rolled over the mat, and there was a terrible smell in the air. The survivors looked at Yang Feng in horror.

Kill God!

Numbness!

cold-blooded!

They didn't expect that Yang Feng was so decisive. After a word, he killed tens of thousands of them with a sword.

"You waste, I don't have time to waste with you. I'll ask you again whether you want to die or live." Yang Feng's cold voice continued.

He didn't like these enemy soldiers at all. As long as these people dared to resist, even if they were all destroyed.

"Lord Yang."

"Lord Yang."

WOW!

Countless people knelt down neatly and knelt in front of Yang Feng, indicating that they wanted to live.

"Good, good."

Stepping on chamer's body, Yang Feng looked at these people with cold eyes and said, "since you want to live, you waste, join our Purdue gate and become a bucket to attack the city and pull out the stronghold."

I wanted to kill all these people, but it's still useful to keep them. If there is a battle in the future, I'll use these garbage to block the front. Of course, if these garbage dare to escape, Yang Feng will also kill them mercilessly.

"Sect leader, why don't you kill them all? If you don't kill them all, how can I explain to the brothers of Purdue gate?" Zhang Wu came over carelessly, dissatisfied.

Looking at this little gangster, Yang Feng really wants to kick to death.

Explain!

Sister, do you need him to explain who is the sect leader.

Under Dingjun City, there are corpses everywhere. After a great war, it seems that the country is broken, mountains and rivers are broken, and the space is also filled with a smell of death.

Looking at the bodies of the members of the Purdue gate, Yang Feng felt very heavy.

Many of these dead soldiers were strong men who had come out of the super spirit pool of Bailong mountain. Although their strength was improved, the soldiers under the Lord of Xuanshui city were also extremely strong. Therefore, many soldiers of Pudu gate, Dingjun City, died after a big war.

"Sect leader, the chief culprit of all this is Xuanshui city leader and his eldest son Xuanshui Yiye, who is still in Tianyuan county. We must go to Tianyuan County in person and kill his head among the ten thousand troops to comfort these dead brothers." Feng Dong was murderous and cold.

Click!

Click!

Yang Feng clenched his fist and his murderous spirit soared.

Xuanshui Yiye!

This man must die.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

In the void not far away, several human figures galloped like meteors.

"Lord Xia Meng."

Yang Feng stood on the ground with his hands on his back and looked up at the void. He saw that the leader of Xia Meng, the strong men of Wu Meng, and Qiu Bihan were also there. In addition, in the hand of Xia Meng, he also carried a man, Persian dragon.

The Persian dragon at the moment was like a dead dog, dying and wounded all over.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng understood everything.

It must be Wutong ye, and nine nights in her mother LAN, or Xia Meng Zhu and others, and then they will wipe out the Persian dragon's disaster with the fastest speed.

However, Xia alliance Lord and others came, but mother LAN nine nights, and Wutong Ye Shijie and others did not come.

"Lord Yang."

In the void, the leader of Xia Meng smiled, then threw it away, and then said, "I've brought you the Persian dragon. As for the lady and others, they will come here after dealing with the aftermath. The lady explained that the Persian dragon has a special identity, which can only be decided by you."

Whew!

Boom!

The Persian dragon was hit heavily on the ground, splashing dust all over the ground.

"Oh!"

With a cry of pain, the Persian dragon that hit the ground was extremely embarrassed.

"I'm the Persian dragon, I'm the holy king, the powerful holy king. I get the help of Xuanshui city master. I'm a four fold master of Yuanshen."

Persian dragon was not reconciled in the angry cry. At the beginning of the war of the King City, he was only the first weight of the yuan God. Later, with the help of Xuanshui city master, he was promoted to the fourth weight of the yuan God, and a group of strong men appeared under his command, so he was full of confidence and thought he could destroy the fourth world.

But he found himself wrong, very wrong.

"Poslon."

When Yang Feng's cold voice came, the Persian dragon slowly raised his head.

"Persian dragon, do you know the ancient curse king?" Yang Feng asked.

The enemy was extremely jealous when he met Yang Feng. At the moment he saw Yang Feng, Persian dragon's mood was very complex, but now he was defeated and still fell into Yang Feng's hands. Therefore, even if he had great resentment in his heart, he didn't dare to show it.

"Do you know the power of the ancient curse king?" Yang Feng continued to ask.

After feeling the powerful murderous spirit, the Persian dragon trembled. Then he hurriedly said, "you know, you know, the ancient curse king is an expert in the third world and a peerless strong man."

"Do you know that in the tomb of the Yellow Emperor, the ancient curse king was repulsed by me?" Yang Feng continued to ask.

Tomb of the Yellow Emperor!

The Persian dragon looked confused and said he didn't know and hadn't heard of it.

Since his accomplishments were abolished, he no longer paid attention to these things. Of course, he was not qualified to pay attention. Therefore, Persian dragon did not know what happened later or even the development of Pudu gate. He thought that today's Pudu gate was still the Pudu gate during the war of the King City.

Feng Dong said coldly at this time: "to tell you the truth, the strongest ancient mantra king in the third world was defeated by our sect leader in the tomb of the Yellow Emperor, so you are a mere holy King Persian dragon. Even if you get the opportunity to promote the fourth weight of the yuan God, what can you do? You are still just mole ants in our sect leader's eyes."

It's just ants!

It's just ants!

......

Feng Dong's words echoed in the ears of the Persian dragon again and again.

Suddenly, the Persian dragon was awake. He suddenly realized that even if he was strong, he was not Yang Feng's opponent.

"Yang Feng, Yang Feng, please give me another chance, give me another chance."

The frightened cry of the Persian dragon can't do without asking. The powerful ancient curse king was repulsed by Yang Feng, not to mention him.

"Ha ha!"

Yang Feng's hair was full of black hair. Facing the breeze, he was flowing quickly in the wind.

"Persian dragon, I have given you two opportunities, but you don't cherish it. This time, you dare to attack my Purdue kingdom with people." Yang Feng's cold voice, like a bolt from the blue, reached the ears of the Persian dragon.

"Yang Feng, I'm Qiu Jinse's father. If you don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, you should also look at Jinse's face, so you can't kill me." Persian dragon anxiously.

"Persian dragon, I don't know whether to kill you, but ask my brothers of Purdue gate whether you should kill you." Yang Feng asked.

"Kill."

"Kill."

Countless strong people of Pudu gate were filled with righteous indignation and said angrily, "sect leader, the chaos of Persian dragon has killed tens of thousands of people in our Pudu gate, so they will be killed."

"Lord Yang."

In the void, alliance leader Xia said seriously, "because the Persian dragon suddenly launched an attack and millions of experts from the Yanhai Dragon Palace appeared in the King City, hundreds of thousands of people in the Purdue Kingdom died and more than 100000 soldiers of the Purdue gate lost their lives. This person is really a terrible crime."

"Yang Feng, as long as you give me another chance, I promise to be honest and spend my old age in peace from now on." The Persian Dragon said in horror.

"Ha ha!"

Yang Feng smiled and approached the Persian dragon step by step with a heavy step.

Step!

Step on!

As Yang Feng's heavy footsteps came, he said word by word: "I have given you too many opportunities. Persian dragon, your disaster has led to so many deaths, so I must destroy you. Of course, for the sake of Qiu Jinse, I will bury you."

"No, no, No."

Persian dragon shook his head and looked at Qiu Bihan in the void in horror. He said anxiously, "Bihan, I'm your husband. Please plead for me and ask door Lord Yang. Let him let me live for the sake of Jinse."

"Ha ha!"

Qiu Bihan smiled, then clenched his teeth and said, "Persian dragon, you deserve to die."

Buzzing, buzzing!

Yang Feng held Xuanyuan sword, slightly lowered his head and said sadly, "Jinse, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I couldn't bear to destroy your father Persian dragon, but his disaster is too serious this time. If he didn't destroy him, I can't explain those dead people."

After feeling Yang Feng's powerful murderous spirit, Persian dragon was frightened and said, "Yang Feng, you are so cruel that you don't look at Jinse's sake. Forgive me again."

Whoosh!

With that, the Persian dragon galloped out of the sky and ran away quickly.

"Die!"

Whew!

Yang Feng quickly waved Xuanyuan sword, a golden sword spirit, drawing a beautiful arc in the void.

Pooh!

In the void, the Persian dragon, who was fleeing quickly, shrank, then vomited blood and fell from the sky.

Before he died, he shouted reluctantly in his heart“ I'm the Persian dragon. I'm the holy king. How can I die? I've just regained my strength and my accomplishments are even stronger. I'm trying to show my ambition, but I die at the hands of Yang Feng. I'm not reconciled. "

But even if you are unwilling, it's too late.

In the wind!

On the cold ground, the Persian dragon lost its vitality. He was dead.

Yang Feng lowered his head slightly and was silent for a moment. Then a loud voice came and said, "come, bury the Persian dragon and write a historical record for him. The Persian dragon, the holy king of the salt sea dragon palace, died of evil."

"Yes." The experts of Purdue gate nodded and prepared to bury the Persian dragon.

Whoosh!

After killing the Persian dragon, Yang Feng flew forward like a roc spreading his wings.

"Master, where are you going?" Feng Dong asked.

"Tianyuan county."

In the distant void, Yang Feng's familiar voice came. Everyone knew that the door was mainly to kill a leaf of Xuanshui.