Chapter 632

"What a trapped beast!"

The ink flower gentleman sneered, his fingers flicked, and sword Qi shot out one after another. He cut ye Zongchang's Golden Wheel light, and his backhand hit him hard.

"Go!"

Ye Zongchang fought hard and still roared loudly.

Xiao Ye lost his arm and knew that he was by no means the opponent of Mo Hua Lang Jun. He could only scream and run with tears in his eyes.

"Can you run?"

The ink flower gentleman laughed loudly, his five fingers came out together, and five thick sword Qi swept across.

Ye Zongchang shouted, took a deep breath, and was shrouded in black light. Unexpectedly, he didn't dodge and rushed to the sword with his own flesh.

Poop poop poop!

Hearing the sound of flesh and blood division, ye Zongchang's divine light of body protection was already insufficient. He was swept away by the sharp sword Qi and immediately broke into five or six pieces.

At the same time, the little night soul also flew a hundred feet away, did not dare to look back, only cried out in grief and anger and went away.

"Ran one."

Ink flower Lang Jun opened his mouth leisurely, and Shen Baihe said with a smile: "Lang Jun doesn't have to care. Just let him go."

His original plan was to kill ye Zongchang and let Xiaoye soul go back to report.

Now it's done.

"Hum!"

Mr. Murphy sneered, "it can't be so cheap!"

He flicked his fingers, turned a black color into a calyx, and floated away. He bumped into the little night soul vest!

The little night's soul spewed blood at his mouth, screamed miserably, rolled and crawled, and was in a mess.

He fled in a panic. The ink flower gentleman smiled: "he won my ink bone orchid. He won't live long. He doesn't have to chase..."

He looked up proudly.

How can you live under Mr. Murphy?

Shen Baihe can only smile bitterly. Fortunately, the injury of ink bone orchid will not happen so soon, which is enough for Xiaoye soul to escape from overlord city and meet with the people in Xuantian city.

At that time... It doesn't matter whether he is dead or not. Maybe he can further increase the action of Xuantian city.

"Lang Jun, this matter is over. Please go back and have a rest."

He looked back at the direction of mengjian building.

It was quiet there, and his brother didn't respond to it

——However, Shen Baihe doesn't think Shen Zhenyi knows nothing about it.

So he actually didn't deliberately hide the arrival of Mr. Murphy.

It's not necessary.

With the pride of Mr. Shen, I don't care about his private moves at all.

It is precisely because of this that he can overturn his own brother who is out of breath!

Dark clouds drowned the morning and dusk.

Shen Zhenyi was lying in the bathtub, his eyes like a bright star, and his mouth was smiling.

He smelled the blood.

But it's far away.

——It has nothing to do with him.

At this time, the little night soul was running.

He was tingling all over, and there was more blood than blood - not blood, but black blood.

With the sixth level of his God's human realm, this injury was not fatal.

But somehow, he just couldn't stop bleeding. He just felt that life and divine light seemed to be lost with blood.

He knew he had been caught.

Great hatred in my heart.

"Master! Master!"

Thinking of master's sacrifice, Xiaoye soul was more like a knife. The golden knife danced wildly and cut a thorny road like crazy.

The wall of overlord City couldn't stop him, and the guards would never dare to stop him. They saw him galloping out like a blood meteor, looking at each other. They didn't know what great event had happened in the city.

Xiaoye soul ran out of the wilderness and was occasionally blocked by fierce animals. Although he was seriously injured and was the end of a crossbow, he was also the sixth strongest person in the realm of God and man, and nothing could stop him.

He galloped all the way until he was relieved under a towering huge tree.

Staggering to the tree, Xuanjia people immediately came out and recognized his appearance. They were all surprised.

"It's Lord xiaoyehun! Lord xiaoyehun is back!"

"Who hurt Lord xiaoyehun like this?"

In the chaos of war, the little night soul smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand and pointed to overlord city. Immediately, he shook his body and fell to the ground.

——He has also reached the limit and can't continue to maintain his mind.

However, at least they have arrived at the reception place of Xuantian city. At least, they should be able to treat him.

Master's Revenge must be avenged anyway.

In any case, tell the pro guards of Xuantian city about abandoning sword mountain villa.

Abandon sword mountain villa, it will be destroyed!

This is the last thought before the little night soul sleeps.

It's no small matter that the special envoy of the southern region of Xuantian city was killed.

The guards were alarmed.

"There are such arrogant people in overlord city?"

"Abandon sword mountain villa must be severely punished!"

"This incident is clearly a local provocation against Xuantian city. We must teach overlord city a hard lesson!"

The pro guards are boiling with emotion and empathy.

——Xuantian city.

Towering into the clouds.

Within tens of thousands of miles, there is peace and tranquility, and there are a large number of fortresses to protect the surrounding residents. It can be said to be the last peaceful place for mankind.

All the guards were patrolling outside the city wall, one by one with dignified faces.

Little night soul is in a bad state.

He's dying.

Even when he returned to the pro guard camp, the military doctor with the army checked his injury and could only shake his head and sigh.

"This is Mr. Murphy's absolute poison. Unless there is his unique antidote or the old people in the city, it is impossible to save his life..."

Even the seventh heaviest expert in the realm of God and man can't save his life at this time.

If you want to forcibly save people, you can only save his life by letting the eighth heaviest old man in Shenren territory take his hands and suck away the polluted divine light from his body.

——But even if xiaoyehun is a genius, he is far from qualified to let the eighth weight of shenrenjing fight for him.

"So... I can only watch him die."

The leader of the guard had a black face.

"We can only level the abandoned sword villa and avenge him!"

The authority of Xuantian city cannot be defiled.

This time, two lives must be paid by overlord city!

"Pull out!"

At the command of the leader of the pro guards, the 300 Pro guards swaggered in the direction of overlord city!

Overlord City, a desolate.

At this time, ye Zongchang died miserably, and the news of Xiaoye's soul escaping has been spread.

Including the elder Ouyang Jue, the Presbyterian Council was stunned from top to bottom.

——Of course, except those in Zijian mountain villa.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Shen Zhenyi is going to kill us all!"

"How dare he kill ye Zongchang? How can he kill ye Zongchang?"

Ouyang Jue grabbed his hair. For the first time in his life, he was so uncertain, gnashing his teeth and scolding endlessly.

How can you be calm?

——In the past, no matter what happened, there was a town leader. But now the hole has pierced the sky, and the city Lord can't make it up!

Damn abandoned sword villa!

Damn third childe Shen!