Chapter 1289

Quiet, dead quiet.

People looked at the scene in front of them with a stunned face. They were completely stunned. The great dragon emperor died so miserably that even the strongest body in the world was not the enemy of their sword move.

Especially those dragon children, their eyes are red, their whole body trembles, their fists are clenched tightly, and the anger in their eyes is already burning.

Only those old men in holy mountain heyunshan were overjoyed at the reversal. They never expected that there would be such an expert who came down from the sky to save them in danger. It's a pity to see that their ancestors are blessed.

So, several old men bumped up, hugged the fist with worship on their face and said, "I don't know your senior's name? Today, I'm very grateful for helping my holy mountain... "

"Bastard, you dare to kill our Dragon Emperor. Our dragon children will not let you go. Take your life!" However, before their voice fell, a loud drink was so steep that it roared out of the crowd, full of excitement and indignation.

At the next moment, but after hearing the dragon's singing and roaring, the children of the dragon family turned into hundreds of feet of dragons again and rushed to the eight people. It's dark and turbulent, and there's a tendency to break everything in front of you into pieces.

But when the eight people saw this, they were still silent. They just looked at the magnificent momentum indifferently. Their faces were neither happy nor sad. They were as plain as before.

Even, completely ignoring the anger of these dragons, they didn't even mean to shoot.

Have confidence... No fear!

His eyelids trembled slightly. Zhuo fan's heart shook and quickly shouted, "stop it, stop it all. There's something strange here!"

Unfortunately, the tragic death of the Dragon Emperor has aroused the madness of these beasts, but I can't listen to Zhuo fan's dissuasion any more. The huge body, swinging the sharp tail, and the blood thirsty color of the pupils, will never return!

Boom!

Suddenly, on the nine days, a sword Gang smashed down and arrived in an instant. The violent dragon army has not yet responded to what is going on. It has broken into slag and gurgled blood in a loud noise, pouring like rain. In the blink of an eye, the fragmented dragon's body sputtered out like hail. Looking at it, it's hard to count.

Moreover, the fallen dragon body residue is still very fine, roughly the size of a thumb. You know, it's a giant dragon with a length of 100 feet. Under one sword, it's so broken that it's powerful

His face could not stop shaking. Zhuo fan and others were completely stunned when they looked at all this. Everyone's face was white with fear. The hero's body began to tremble unconsciously.

Even those people in the holy mountain were so surprised that their mouths were falling off. Anyway, it was also thousands of dragons. In an instant, they broke into such a scene. This strength

His head was stiff. As the broken corpse fell, everyone looked up to the sky, but he saw a middle-aged man, whose face fell slowly like a sword, but his left arm was empty, but he was a one armed man.

Seeing him fall, the eight prospective emperors also worshipped together and became very respectful. They were no longer expressionless.

"Another prospective emperor!"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Zhuo fan couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his face became more and more heavy: "moreover, this prospective emperor is much more terrible than those eight. Even, those eight people are different from him, which is hard to reach! "

When he was surprised, danqingsheng looked at the one armed man again, and his fear became deeper.

Those eight people are already experts at the invincible sword respect level. This one armed man is much better than them. What a monster he is.

Moreover, different from the eight people, his Kendo is not one of the five Kendo, but it seems to be the same as their Kendo, which has some relations. This can't help but make Dan Qingsheng and others more serious and think about his future.

After staring at the man for a long time, the sword boy came to Zhuo fan and said, "father, I seem to be much more familiar with this man than the eight people!"

"But how do I feel that the breath of those eight people is more familiar?" With a trembling eyebrow, Zhuo fan murmured: "after all, they are all the five Kendo inheritors, but this person seems to have some origins, but it's not at all... ER!"

Suddenly, Zhuo fan seemed to think of something, his face changed greatly, but he soon returned to normal, but there was a lot of care and heaviness in the depths of his eyes.

No, I still met you, or I'm worried

All the people stared at the man's fallen body, or surprised, or afraid, or happy, or resentful.

He didn't care about the people's eyes at all. The man's eyes were empty. After glancing coldly at everyone present, he opened his mouth lightly: "don't fight, there is a truce between the two sides!"

As soon as he said this, the two sides looked at each other. They all spit out a long mouthful of turbid qi and let go of their hearts.

He Yunshan and his family are glad that someone has finally come forward to help them survive the holy mountain. Otherwise, they will be killed by others.

Zhuo fan lamented that fortunately these people came to persuade the quarrel. For the time being, they were neutral, not to help the holy mountain fight. Otherwise, these evil spirits will kill and injure no matter how many of them.

Not to mention the eight invincible sword masters, this monster stronger than the eight is a headache. It would be better not to fight now. But the dragon emperor died a little wrongly.

As for the future plans, I'd better go back and make a long-term plan.

However, not afraid of God like opponents, but afraid of pig like teammates, the second force in the world is more happy. Now it's not easy for both sides to feel lucky to escape, but some people don't know the current situation and commit crimes against the wind!

"Who do you think you are? We've almost taken down the holy mountain. Why don't you say you don't fight if you don't fight?" There was a discordant voice among the human dragon coalition forces.

When Zhuo fan heard this, he stared and looked back, but he saw that it was a strong emperor who had just been recruited by the imperial domain. In ordinary days, it was also a strong and arrogant party. There are only nine people in each other now. What's terrible about the gathering of millions of strong people? He came to rob the holy mountain treasures. You won't let him fight. Who will he rob?

Fully understand the thoughts of these speculators, Zhuo fan really wants to have the impulse to strangle them.

What's the reason? Just because people are better than us, we can't be wayward. Don't toast and don't punish us. You don't want to die alone, and you've also implicated everyone.

Besides, beating the holy mountain has nothing to do with you. With your strength, it's not you!

"Somebody, take him away and bury him alive. Don't let me see him again!"

Zhuo fan roared at the man, and immediately a disciple of the Luo family came forward, sealed his cultivation immediately, and dragged him away like a dead pig. But the man didn't understand what mistake he had made, so he still shouted, "wait, housekeeper Zhuo, where on earth did I offend you? Do you want to do this to me?"

"I don't even know what's wrong, but I deserve to die. Don't leave his whole body for me and burn him!"

"Yes!"

The two Luo children drank together, and their faces were cold. As for the arrogant boy, he was about to cry. At the same time, there were still a lot of question marks in his head. What was wrong with me?

Looking at all this coldly, the one armed man rarely smiled at the corners of his mouth, and then looked at the people, especially Zhuo fan: "I'm in the heart of the sword, Mr. Shuijing's close attendant. Do you have anything else to ask?"

"What, Mr. water mirror?"

Not surprisingly, the old men of the holy mountain and Zhuo Fanqi shouted loudly, and their hearts could not stop shaking. But when others heard the name, they looked blank and didn't seem to understand it at all.

Mr. water mirror... Who is this? The holy land has never heard of it? What, is he powerful?

All the people discussed and pointed out to the nine people. Although they were not sacred, they already knew by looking at his men that this was definitely a cow.

After thinking a little, he Yunshan and others came to the heart of the sword and bowed respectfully: "thank you, Mr. Shuijing, for your help. I am very grateful to Liusheng mountain. If you are sent in the future, you will die! "

He didn't answer him or even look at him. The heart of the sword just stared at the front indifferently.

"Er, housekeeper Zhuo, do you know the man water mirror?"

On the other hand, seeing that Zhuo fan's face was in sharp contrast to the confusion of the rest of the people, Dan Qingsheng couldn't help asking, "I see these senior experts in the holy land. It seems that they are very strange to this person!"

He nodded slightly. Zhuo fan's eyes narrowed slightly. He seemed to fall into memory and murmured: "yes, Mr. Shuijing's name is almost unknown in the holy land. He is probably a hidden expert who doesn't pay attention to fame and wealth!"

"How did you know?"

"How can I know?"

After a long breath, Zhuo fan made a faint sound: "after all, he is also half of my teacher..."

what?

Not surprised, danqingsheng and others made a sound: "Zhuo housekeeper's teacher?"

He Yunshan and others, who were flattering Jianxin, suddenly heard the call. They were so scared that they almost took it off and hit their heads.

Then he turned his head and looked at Zhuo fan. It was full of incredible color.

Mr. Shuijing is Mr. Zhuo fan? Are these experts here to help him or our holy mountain. If we help that boy, we'll have no way to live!

He Yunshan's six people came back to Zhuo fan and Jianxin to find the answer. However, Jianxin smiled quietly, didn't deny or admit it.

This could not help but make the six old men more nervous, and their hearts were tightly clenched.

I said, Mr. water mirror, you still hold such a grudge against me ten million years ago. First give us hope, then give us despair, don't take such fun

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