"Disappeared again!"
Several war emperors stood in the void, and their bodies were cold.
"Jue Di, what's going on?"
Emperor Qi looked at Jue Di and asked coldly.
"Hum... You ask me who I ask. Can't you slap a Zhan Zun to death? Why don't you find him and kill him!"
Jue Di Leng said.
"You..."
Qi Tiandi's eyes were full of anger.
Han Yun's two shots, he xuantianzong suffered the most.
Last time I fought with the death regiment.
Qi Tianzong's Qi Tianzhan regiment had already suffered heavy losses, and most of those who survived were injured.
This time Han Yun went down several guns, and the Qi Tian battle group of Qi Tianzong was all ascended to heaven!
"It's said that Han Yun, the God of death of the God of death battle group, has a strange body method. Isn't he dead?"
The strong warrior of the ancient family suddenly said with a flashing look.
"Han Yun..."
Hearing this, the looks of emperor Qi and Emperor Jue changed slightly.
"Gather the disciples in the gate, and we'll go to the ancient city of the university now!"
Emperor Qi drank coldly.
"Hum..."
Jue Di snorted coldly, but he didn't object.
The war emperors of the other three forces also nodded.
For today's sake, we have to go to the ancient city of University!
If you're still waiting here, who knows if Han Yun will fire a few more rounds of guns.
If we have a few more rounds, I'm afraid these eight forces will be able to live, and there will be several strong warring emperors!
"Go!"
The surviving disciples of the five forces quickly gathered together.
They rushed to the ancient city of the University.
"Boss, they have gone to the ancient city of the University!"
When Xiao Jin saw this scene, his face suddenly changed.
"They will certainly go to the ancient city of the University!"
Han Yun smiled faintly.
"Boss, if they attack the ancient city directly, wouldn't it be with the strength of my ancient city..."
Xiao Jin was worried.
"What's the hurry? All the five forces that can survive now, except the Jihad regiment of the purple family, are basically dead!"
Han Yun looked at the backs of several war emperors leaving and said in a deep voice.
"Boss, these old guys are the emperor of war. We beat them so badly. If they work hard, I'm afraid even the emperor of Ming sword can't protect my ancient city of University!"
Xiao Jin looks at Han yundao.
"Who said the sword emperor of Ming Dynasty was going to do it?"
Han Yun looked at Xiao Jin with a smile in his eyes.
"The boss means..."
The fine light flashed in Xiao Jin's eyes.
"Hahaha... You underestimate your boss, aren't you just a few war emperors? In your boss's eyes, stepping on these emperors is like stepping on several ants!"
Han Yun's eyes are bright.
University ancient city.
More than 1000 disciples of the five forces alliance finally came to the ancient city of the University.
Looking at a group of embarrassed disciples behind him, Emperor Qi and Emperor Jue looked very gloomy.
Tens of thousands of alliance disciples attacked, but only so many thousand disabled soldiers and defeated generals remained.
Moreover, of the more than 1000 people, 30% were seriously injured and lost their combat effectiveness.
There are hundreds of disciples left, except some lucky disciples of other forces.
It's just the Jihad regiment of the purple family.
There are only more than 500 people left in the Jihad regiment of the purple family.
Although Han Yun's shells are powerful, they are just as powerful as those of zhanzong strongmen.
After all, the strong of zhanzong can't stand there waiting for you to blow.
"The disciples of Niubi Pavilion listen and ask Han Yun to get out!"
Emperor Jue stepped forward and his momentum was like a rainbow.
"What, Han Yun?"
"The boss is back!"
"The boss is really back!"
"The boss is finally back. These sons of bitches are so special. The boss will kill them!"
……
In the ancient city of the University, it seemed as if they had received some good news. All the disciples of the cow Pavilion almost jumped up in surprise.
"Hahaha... It's the old dog of the purple family. If you want to do it, do it. Grandpa yuan has been waiting for you here for a long time!"
Yuan Yue jumped up and thousands of figures stood in the void behind him.
"Where's Han Yun?"
Jue Di looked at Yuan Yue and asked coldly.
"Jue Di, you are still stubborn. Even if you destroy the ancient city of the university this time, you may not be able to get the spiritual pulse!"
"And with your purple family's current strength, you are no longer qualified to get the spirit pulse!"
A figure appeared next to Yuan Yue. It was the sword emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
"I've seen master Qu!"
Yuan Yue saluted respectfully!
"Alas..."
Looking at Yuan Yue, old man Qu sighed slightly.
When the five war emperors attacked, even he couldn't protect the ancient city of the University!
"Yuan Yue, you might as well just..."
The sword emperor of Ming Dynasty stopped talking.
He wanted yuan Yue to surrender to the purple family, but think about it carefully. With Han Yun's arrogance, the disciples he brought out would not surrender to the enemy!
"I thank Master Qu for his help, but this time, master Qu can watch the play next to me!"
Yuan Yue looked at the Ming sword emperor and a touch of confidence rose in his eyes.
"Go to the theatre!"
Old man Qu gave a slight meal, and then looked at Yuan Yue's look, which changed slightly.
"Is that boy back..."
Old man Qu's eyes lit up and shook his head again:
"Yuan Yue, I promise you that even if they destroy the ancient city of the University, I can let Niu Puge continue to return to the northern regions and continue the inheritance of the Three Kingdoms!"
"Thank you, Ming Jiandi!"
Yuan Yue looked grateful.
"It seems that you don't want to hand over Han Yun. In that case, destroy it for me!"
In the eyes of Jue Di, the cold awn soared.
"The jihadists are ready!"
"Holy sword spirit!"
"Boom..."
A smell of evil spread from more than 500 black robed disciples left behind Jue di.
"This breath..."
Han Yun's eyes flashed.
This breath is very similar to the witch God I met in the dark forest!
"Death war group disciples listen to the order!"
Yuan Yue saw the evil spirit emanating from the battle regiment behind emperor Jue. His face suddenly coagulated. Then he took a step forward and his breath went away violently.
"The sky demon sword array is ready!"
"Boom..."
More than a thousand disciples of the God of death battle regiment raised their heavenly demon swords and gathered in the void.
Compared with the battle group on Jue Di, the breath of death battle group is more terrible.
Although the so-called jihadi regiment was terrible, it began to be killed by the God of death regiment.
Many people were killed by Han Yun again. Even if the rest form a holy sword, they can't stop the God of death battle group.
"Hum... The God of death battle group, today I will let you really go to see the God of death!"
In the eyes of Jue Di, the cold flash soared, and he punched directly at the big sky magic sword above the God of death battle group.
"Jue Di, I'll fight you!"
The sword emperor of Ming Dynasty sighed and went up.
"Ming Jiandi, what if you old man can stop Jue di? Today, anyway, the ancient city of university must perish!"
Emperor Qi jumped up and his breath soared.
In one step, it has appeared above the death battle group.
One palm, with a rolling war spirit, took a picture of the God of death battle group.
"That's not necessarily!"
Just when Emperor Qi's fist was about to fall on the head of the God of death battle group.
A low voice suddenly sounded in the void.