Chapter 285

"Han Yun, as long as you let me go, I can let my seven star sect elders retreat, otherwise once my seven star sect elders form a combo, even Zhan Zun will hate them!"

Seeing a group of elders, Zixu seemed confident.

Looking at Han Yun's face, he said confidently.

"You seem very confident in the strength of the Presbyterian group?"

Han Yun looked at the proud Zixu and asked in a low voice.

"Hahaha... The elders of our seven star sect are all disciples sent to Taihao city for cultivation. They have excellent talents. Even in Taihao City, they are medium-sized. With these people, who dares to provoke our seven star sect?"

Zixu thought Han Yun was afraid and said arrogantly.

"Boss, are the disciples of Taihao city very strong?"

When Zixu's self-confidence burst, Yuan Yue suddenly asked such a sentence.

"It seems very powerful!"

Han Yun nodded.

"Boss, I have a question to ask!"

Yuan Yue whispered.

"What's the problem!"

Han Yun asked with a smile.

"Boss, I don't understand. They have such good talents and are still practicing in Taihao City, but why are they just the strong ones of the war emperor? The war emperor is in my Niubi Pavilion. Isn't that slag?"

Yuan Yue looked at Han yundao with a serious face.

"It seems so!"

Han Yun patted his head and suddenly realized.

"You..."

Hearing the dialogue between Han Yun and Yuan Yue, Zixu didn't understand.

In front of Han Yun, he didn't pay attention to these elders' disciples at all.

"Han Yun, I want to see how you block the attack of my seven star sect elders!"

Zixu looked at Han yundao coldly.

"Do you want to know?"

Han Yun looked at Zixu with a cold face. He didn't seem to care at all. He asked Zixu with a smile.

"I..."

Zixu was speechless.

But looking at Han Yun's look, he sneered even more.

More than 100 war emperors, plus 13 war sects, if they use the technique of continuous attack, Zixu is confident that even Zhan Zun will flee.

"Yuan Yue, don't you see that they are despised by others? Don't you want to protect the honor of your God of death battle group?"

Han Yun looked at Yuan Yue and said that he hated iron but not steel.

"Boss, I'm going to defend the honor of my God of death battle group. I promise to kill this scum elder group into dogs and let them kneel on the ground one by one and breathe like pugs!"

Hearing Han Yun's words, Yuan Yue said quickly.

"Hahaha... The Seven Star sect elders who killed me fled. They are really ignorant and fearless!"

Zixu sneered in her eyes.

"The ignorant are fearless!"

Han Yun said to himself faintly, then a funny smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

"Death battle group ready!"

"The disciple is here!"

"Boom..."

More than 500 figures suddenly appeared behind Han Yun.

In front of them are thirty-six zhanzongs. Each zhanzong's momentum is as deep as the sea. Behind each zhanzong, there is a strong zhanhuang.

Brother of the death Corps.

One by one, the respectful Korean clouds knelt down.

"What's the matter? A lot of war emperor's breath!"

"No, there is also the smell of zhanzong. How can there be so many strong smells? Is it the disciples of Taihao city who came to help me with the Seven Star sect?"

……

In the Seven Star sect, there was a sound of surprise and doubt.

Over the Seven Star sect, the more than 100 figures changed their faces in an instant.

Next to the huge thunder carvings a kilometer away, rows of warlords suddenly appeared. They looked like a strictly trained army, one by one.

"This is the death battle group..."

A disciple of the Presbyterian group suddenly exclaimed.

"When death comes, there is no life! Is this the disciple of the death war regiment? It's too strong!"

"Go and report to my ancestors that my seven star sect is going to die!"

……

The disciples of the Presbyterian group looked dignified one by one.

They are more than 500 war emperors, but they are only more than 100. How can they fight?

"How can this be possible? How many years have you been in existence? How can there be so many strong people!"

Zixu's face was unbelievable.

The Seven Star sect can form more than 100 Presbyterian groups, which has accumulated for thousands of years. This is the heritage of the Seven Star sect for thousands of years.

But the cow forced the pavilion.

Where did you get such an inside information?

Not only does Zixu not believe it, but even the seven sons of the Seven Star sect will never believe it when they see this scene!

Emperor Zhan, that's not a war division. You can break through it by casually ordering pills.

If you want to be a strong fighter, you must have the talent against the sky, coupled with the excellent martial will, and finally you can get the Tao. But even so, the robbery of the warlord at the last level makes countless strong fighters who can become the warlord unwilling to fall.

"Is the rumor true..."

In Zixu's eyes, a striking light suddenly rose.

"Hahaha... Old bastard, why don't you say that your elder regiment is awesome now? I tell you, under my God of death regiment, we can make your elder regiment history with one move!"

Yuan Yue looked at Zixu and said arrogantly.

"Han Yun, do you really have an artifact for batch cultivation of the emperor and the strong?"

Zixu asked with a surprised look on her face.

"This..."

Han Yun was slightly embarrassed on his face, and then said with some embarrassment:

"This is the foil of their peers. In fact, they are not strong, but your disciples are too delicious!"

"Disciple, it's too delicious!"

Zixu's face is ugly.

"Yuan Yue, I'll give you the Presbyterian group of the Seven Star sect. I only have one request, that is, I can't take care of their lives. As for killing them, forget it. Alas... Who calls me Niubi pavilion's disciple so kind!"

Han Yun looked at Yuan Yue and said with a sigh.

"Boss, don't worry, I promise to finish the task!"

Yuan Yue looked confident.

Then he shouted, "where are the disciples of the God of death War Regiment!"

"The disciple is here!"

"Combo preparation!"

"Boom..."

The breath of more than 500 warlords broke out.

The aura around them went crazy and rampant. What's more terrible is that the more than 500 ways of war emperor's breath were also united together. The terrible pressure went towards the town of qixingzong.

"Bang Bang..."

In the Seven Star sect, countless disciples were suppressed on the ground by this way. Even the strong king of war could only lie on the ground in humiliation.

This pressure is too strong.

Even the war emperor is hard to resist.

Facing the powerful Seven Star sect elders, they looked pale one by one. Looking at the vast breath not far away, the elders were trembling one by one.

"Xiaotian magic sword array is ready!"

Yuan Yue stands in the void with great momentum!

The momentum of zhanzong's peak is perfectly integrated into the authority of the God of death battle group. The authority of terror has increased again.

"Roar...!"

"Heaven magic sword!"

Five hundred disciples roared in unison, holding a dark sword high above their heads.

"Buzzing, buzzing..."

Reiki gathered madly, and more than 500 dark sword Qi suddenly burst out of the death battle group.

As if ten thousand arrows were fired at once, they fell madly towards the people of the Presbyterian group.