Chapter 292

"Hahaha... It's so good that it should be so. Our six martial brothers are waiting for the good news from adults here!"

Looking at the man, tianshuzi said with a cold face.

"Ha ha..."

The man grinned and a touch of terrible bloodthirsty rose on his face!

This is at this time.

The wild momentum in the distance finally came.

I saw a flying monster hundreds of feet in size. There were three figures standing on it. They were Han Yun, Zhang Yue and Yuan Yue.

And behind Han Yun.

They are the disciples of the mighty 500 plus death battle regiment!

"Six shrinking turtles, you finally dare to come out!"

Han Yun stands in the void and his breath is very cold.

"You are Han Yun..."

Tianshuzi looked at Han Yun standing on Lei Diao, and his eyes suddenly cooled down.

The murderous spirit spread from the six people of tianshuzi.

"Hey... It's grandpa!"

Han Yun stopped Lei Diao and stopped when the two sides were thousands of meters apart.

"Han Yun, did you destroy my seven star sect? Did you destroy my seven star sect Presbyterian group?"

Tianshuzi looked at Han Yun and asked in a cold voice.

"Lao Zamao, it's not the boss who killed your seven star sect. It's your grandpa yuan. Isn't it a small Presbyterian group? Your grandpa yuan hasn't had a good time yet!"

Looking at tianshuzi, Yuan Yue suddenly said in a loud voice.

"Good, good!"

Tianshuzi was furious.

Kill him seven star sect did not say, now a war sect dare to stand up and say that killing him seven star sect is not fun.

What arrogance it is!

"Elder martial brother Tianshu, let me kill this boy. A little Zhan Zong dares to be arrogant in front of my six martial brothers. He simply doesn't know whether to live or die!"

Yu hengzi looked at Yuan Yue and his murderous spirit soared in his eyes.

"Wait..."

Looking at Yu hengzi, he wants to do it.

Tianshuzi suddenly stopped.

"Senior brother..."

Yu hengzi's eyes were full of cold.

The Seven Star sect was their seven brothers' lifelong effort, but now it is completely destroyed in the hands of Niubi Pavilion.

Look at the enemy in front of you.

How can yuhengzi calm down!

"Want to fight?"

Han Yun looked at the wanton killing of the six sons of the Seven Star sect, and his eyes slightly aroused a touch of ridicule, and then said coldly:

"Do you think you can stop the death regiment of Niubi Pavilion by finding the emperor regiment of the purple family? What a joke!"

"Jokes?"

Two words, with a touch of undisguised disdain.

Although the emperor's War Regiment is well-known, in Han Yun's heart, he does not think that the emperor's War Regiment can defeat his own God of death War Regiment.

After all, in the hands of every disciple of the death War Regiment.

Those are the heavenly magic swords at the peak of emperor's products!

As for the disciples of the emperor's battle regiment.

According to Han Yun's understanding, the equipment in this battle group is just a celestial level spirit weapon. Compared with the spirit weapon at the peak of emperor's product, it's not a bit worse!

"Boy, how dare you underestimate our emperor's battle group?"

Hearing Han Yun's words, a man quit.

This person is one of the three deputy heads of the emperor's battle regiment and also a direct disciple of the purple family, purple Qianqiu!

"Lord Qianqiu..."

When tianshuzi saw ziqianqiu angry, he quickly stepped back, turned his head and looked at Han Yun. Tianshuzi had a smile in his eyes.

The purple Qianqiu in front of us.

He himself is a strong fighter. What's more terrible is that he is also one of the three deputy heads of the emperor's battle regiment.

The more than 1300 strong fighters under his command, even those at the peak of Zhan Zun, dare not bear to be angry for thousands of years!

"Who are you?"

Yuan Yue asked coldly.

"Hahaha... I don't even know. Poor frog at the bottom of the well. I'm purple Qianqiu, a direct disciple of the purple family and one of the three vice presidents of the emperor's battle regiment!"

Looking at Yuan Yue, ziqianqiu said arrogantly.

"It's the old dog of the purple family. Boss, didn't Zijiu say that he was also a direct disciple of the purple family last time? But what was the final result? Kneel down to the boss in public, ha ha..."

Yuan Yue looked at Zi Qianqiu and laughed.

"You killed Zijiu!"

Ziqianqiu was suddenly cold when she heard this.

"Hey, hey... The old dog of the purple family, I think your disciples of the purple family are no different except that their nostrils grow on their heads. If you want to fight, how about your grandpa yuan giving you three moves?"

Yuan Yue looked at ziqianqiu and said with a ruffian look on his face.

"You..."

The Qi Qi Qi of purple thousand autumn smoke.

Then he looked at Yuan Yue coldly and said:

"Unexpectedly, the strength of Xiaoniu forced Pavilion is not very good. The Kung Fu of this mouth is good. I want to see if your mouth is as strong as your strength!"

Purple Qianqiu's eyes flashed over you.

Just after the voice fell, ziqianqiu suddenly jumped and killed yuan Yue directly.

This person, unexpectedly arrogant, wanted to directly kill yuan Yue in front of Han Yun and Zhang Yue.

"Presumptuous!"

Zhang Yue stepped out and looked at the purple Qianqiu rushing towards Lei Diao. Zhang Yue jumped with a fist.

"Touch!"

Full of energy.

The aftermath of the battle of the war respected and strong makes dust rise in the desert.

The terrible war spirit stirred wildly in the void. The two fought thousands of times in an instant.

"Good!"

Ziqianqiu stepped back and looked at Zhang Yue with a full face of war.

Zhang Yue also returned to Han Yun and looked at ziqianqiu with dignity.

"Little Lord, this man is a level five war master!"

After looking at ziqianqiu, Zhang Yue said in a deep voice.

"Level five war respect!"

Han Yun gave a slight meal and then nodded faintly.

When preparing for the battle, Han Yun knew that there were definitely more than six war giants coming this time.

"Boy, what's your name? I won't kill nobody!"

Ziqianqiu looked at Zhang Yue and shouted.

"Next Zhang Yue!"

Zhang Yue looked at ziqianqiu coldly!

"You are Zhang Yue!"

Ziqianqiu gave a slight meal, and then said in a cold voice:

"No wonder the war spirit is so terrible. It's a pity that you're a disciple of the war clan. If you're not a disciple of the war clan, I ziqianqiu still want to make friends with you, but if you're a disciple of the war clan, there's only one end! Die!"

A word "death" fell.

Ziqianqiu suddenly disappeared. When she appeared again, she had appeared in front of Lei Diao.

"Go to hell!"

A golden Sabre suddenly appeared in ziqianqiu's hand.

The golden sabre, with the terrible golden war spirit, attacked Zhang Yue crazily. Although the war spirit has not come yet, Han Yun standing next to Zhang Yue has felt the horror of this sabre.

"God of war fist!"

"Boom..."

A god of war phantom appeared behind Zhang Yue, and a golden fist seal greeted the war knife.

"Touch..."

Violent collision, the two speed quickly retreated.

"Come again..."

Purple Qianqiu hit again.

"War!"

Zhang Yue fought again.

"Zhang Yue, then!"

Looking at Zhang Yue and Zi Qianqiu fighting together again, a pair of golden boxers suddenly appeared in Han Yun's hand.