Chapter 532

"Ziyun great sage envoy, how do you..."

The eyes of several saints were full of disbelief.

Their extremely respected great saint envoy is now called Lord Han Yun?

"I..."

Ziyun blushed, but when he looked at Han Yun, who looked indifferent next to him, Ziyun said coldly: "your talent is incomparable. I Ziyun must be a wise choice to follow you!"

"Great saint envoy, you..."

Several people looked at Ziyun with disappointment. Then they seemed to think of something. Suddenly they roared: "Han Yun, did you do something to the great saint envoy? I'll kill you now!"

"Go back!"

Seeing several people fighting against Han Yun, Ziyun's face changed greatly. He dodged in front of Han Yun, slapped them with fighting gas, and lifted them out.

"Kill me?"

Han Yun raised a sneer of ridicule at the corners of his mouth, then suddenly jumped up and his voice rolled out: "death War Regiment disciples listen to the order!"

"The disciple is here!"

There was a deafening sound.

"The kingdom of God has ulterior motives and tries to kill my Niubi Pavilion disciples. As the patron saint of Niubi Pavilion, my God of death battle regiment will kill all the kingdom of God disciples today as an example!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

……

Rolling evil spirit, rising into the sky.

The murderous spirit condensed into a bloody cloud over Taihao city. It was extremely terrible from a distance.

A disciple of the Holy Church and the kingdom of God.

It was even more frightening at this moment. A single disciple of the God of death battle group was indeed much worse than them, but there were many people who couldn't stand the God of death battle group.

Twenty thousand disciples of the God of death battle group.

How terrible it is!

Attack after attack, lightning like collection, disciples of the death battle group, shot in an instant.

Sky demon sword array.

Heart demon array

All kinds of combo skills are overwhelmed by the holy religion and the kingdom of God, especially the disciples of the kingdom of God. They were beaten and hoodwinked in an instant!

Divine soul battle group.

Directly let the holy sect disciples lose their mind, and then the heaven magic sword array fell.

Three hundred soldiers of the kingdom of God.

More than half died at this moment.

"Back..."

A god warrior roared wildly. Watching a god soldier fall, he only felt blood dripping in his heart.

These people.

That's the great emperor and the little saint!

"Want to go?"

Han Yun gave a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and then said coldly, "kill me all!"

"Yes, boss!"

Yuan Yue's excited voice came, and a series of extremely terrible attacks fell madly again.

"No, no, no..."

The disciples of the kingdom of God roared wildly. They were more desperate than now. Every time the God of death battle group took the lives of dozens of their brothers!

Just a quarter of an hour.

There are only dozens of 300 soldiers in the kingdom of God who are still struggling!

"Do you still want to kill me?"

Han Yun seemed to think of something. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the disciples of the holy religion and asked.

"I..."

Several people looked at Han Yun and his face was very pale.

It's horrible.

In front of Han Yun, he was a devil. The 300 soldiers in the kingdom of God were destroyed by the God of death battle group.

"Lord Jiusi, help me..."

"Help me..."

Yundan roared wildly. He had been looking for Jiusi's figure, but when he was desperate, Jiusi still didn't appear when all the soldiers in his kingdom died.

"Hahaha... That Jiusi has long been killed by our boss!"

"Yes, in front of the boss, even the great saint can't escape death!"

"Hahaha..."

……

The disciples of the God of death battle regiment looked at the disciples of the kingdom of God one by one with excited faces.

"This group of people..."

Han Yun shook his head slightly. In the heart of the God of death battle group, Han Yun's prestige is too high.

Don't say nine thoughts.

Now even if there is a god of war, these people will definitely believe that Han Yun can kill the God of war!

"Didi..."

"Congratulations to player Han Yun's death battle group for killing 300 disciples of the golden battle group of the kingdom of God, and reward 1 million super God points!"

The voice of the system sounded in Han Yun's mind.

Han Yun's mind entered his personal data, and the value of the regiment's wealth directly increased by one million, while Han Yun's personal supernatural point also increased by ten thousand!

"One million, one million..."

Han Yun's eyes are full of smiles. As long as he kills a few more battle groups, he can almost be promoted to the realm of Mahatma.

"Boss, what about these people?"

While Han Yun was thinking, Yuan Yue's voice suddenly came.

With Han Yun's amazing Kung Fu.

Yuan Yue has surrounded all the Jihad of the Jihad with the disciples of the death War Regiment.

"How?"

Han Yun smiled at the corners of his mouth.

His eyes swept over hundreds of saints.

The body of these saints suddenly trembled, and Ziyun nearby quickly stood up and said, "Sir, as long as you don't kill them, they are willing to surrender!"

"Surrender?"

Han Yun's eyes flashed a light. He was the God of death battle group. Why should others submit.

Besides.

If you want to submit to his death regiment, not every regiment is qualified. At least, this Jihad regiment is not qualified!

"Kill them all!"

Han Yun turned his head and suddenly said indifferently.

"My lord..."

Ziyun shouted eagerly.

"Do you want to die?"

Han Yun turned his head, slightly lowered his eyes, and flashed a terrible murderous spirit.

"Me?"

Ziyun's face was pale.

He seems to have predicted the fate of these jihadi disciples!

"Hahaha... Brothers, the boss has spoken and killed all these bastards!"

"Ow, ow..."

……

The disciples of the God of death battle regiment shouted excitedly one by one.

"Great saint, save me!"

"Great saint envoy!"

……

The cry of surprise came, and the disciples of the Holy Church trembled with fear one by one.

The golden War Regiment of the kingdom of God has been completely destroyed.

His Jihad regiment and golden regiment have a radius of 82. Now they fall into the hands of Han Yun's God of death regiment. The results can be imagined

"My Lord, our Jihad regiment is willing to exchange things!"

Ziyun looked at Han Yun and suddenly said.

"Exchange?"

Han Yun's eyes flashed slightly, then waved and said, "stop!"

"Hoo Hoo..."

Seeing the disciples of the death War Regiment stop, the disciples of the Jihad regiment were all covered with cold sweat. They looked at Han Yun with some palpitations. Ziyun quickly said, "as long as you let go of my disciples of the holy sect, I'm willing to take out a thousand imperial peak artifacts in exchange!"

"A thousand imperial level peak spirit tools?"

Han Yun's eyes lit up and sighed, "Yuan Yue, let the brothers light up their weapons and let him see!"

"Yes, boss!"

Yuan Yue grinned, then directly raised the heavenly magic sword in his hand and shouted, "brothers, let them see. What are the spirit tools used by our God of death war group?"

"Hahaha... What I have in my hand is the spirit weapon of the holy order!"

"Mine too!"

"Hey, hey... I'm almost, but it's also the spirit weapon of the imperial peak!"

……

A voice came, and all the disciples of the God of death battle group raised their heavenly magic swords one after another.

A sky magic sword emits a mysterious smell.