Just as uze was pierced by a blow, a roar came from an unknown direction.

With a murderous intent.

Chen xinglie suddenly gets up and takes out the chrysanthemum amulet.

"Are there any masters hiding?"

He scanned with chrysanthemum arrows. Sure enough, behind a mountain not far away, there was a human figure.

The figure flashed away, and the next moment it appeared directly over the battlefield. Looking at the division battle coldly, it was like watching a mortal.

At the moment of the roar, the division's face changed and then he laughed bitterly.

"Wuyi! You are still alive

His face was complicated. He thought that after using the ancestral talisman handed down by the jindiao tribe, he would be able to solve the Jinwu tribe.

But did not expect or miscalculation, the other side actually has a strong, this belongs to the list of strong inside information.

Such people exist only in a few powerful forces.

Generally speaking, they are the old and powerful people who have survived without knowing what era they came from. They do not come into the world at ordinary times. Once the ethnic groups encounter the crisis of extermination, they will be able to help the building.

Wuyi is a strong member of Jinwu tribe.

How can the division war never think that a Jinwu tribe still has strong inside information.

This Wuyi is the strong man left by the previous generation of Jinwu tribe. He is the old patriarch of Jinwu tribe. He has lived for hundreds of years.

No one knows that this old guy is still alive, but he is still a strong member of Jinwu tribe.

No one knows how strong this Wuyi is now. The strength of a strong man with such a deep foundation cannot be measured by common sense.

"Hum!"

Wu Yi didn't speak, just a cold hum.

At the same time, the battlefield that had been fought was suddenly stagnated.

Wu one one cold hum, actually let tens of thousands of people on the scene stop for a moment.

Only Chen xinglie and others did not respond.

"Master and younger generation, do you know me?"

Wu Yi old-fashioned asked, looking down at the division war.

"Wuyi, if you don't come today, your Jinwu clan's blood can still continue, but if you come, it seems that God doesn't want your Jinwu tribe to continue to live in this world!"

At the end of the speech, division Zhan spat out a mouthful of blood.

He has just consumed too much Qi and blood, and now he has to arouse a lot of Qi and blood even when he talks.

The injury is so serious that even the pills can't be taken out.

He forced his head to look in the direction of Chen xinglie.

Now, only this old man can save the jindiao tribe.

On the field, the soldiers of the jindiao tribe looked eagerly at Chen xinglie's direction, which was their only hope.

Wuyi seems to have heard the funniest joke in the world, laughing wildly.

"Are you crazy? In the whole dynasty of the great Qian Dynasty, there is no more than five fingers. Is it hard to say that there are masters like Shang qingkong in your golden carving tribe? " Wu Yimu disdains the existence of Shang qingkong. How can a small tribe of gold sculptures have anything to do with Shang qingkong's existence.

What's more, even if Shang qingkong makes a move, can he still kill him across thousands of miles?

It is common sense that Shang qingkong could not appear outside the Tushan sect.

"Shizhan junior, let me give you a ride first. Don't worry, you people will accompany you down soon."

Division war has no strength to speak, just waiting for something.

At the same time, Wu tongue and Shang qingkong can't help looking at Chen xinglie.

Among so many people present, only the three of them have the strength to kill uyi.

That old man is no more than a talker.

"Master, do you need the help of the old slave?"

Silent respectfully asked, as long as Chen xinglie did not order, even if tens of thousands of people were killed, he would not move a finger.

Chen xinglie's command is greater than heaven.

Shang qingkong did not speak and waited quietly.

"Let's do it, as soon as possible."

Everyone knows that this is about Shang qingkong. In addition to Chen xinglie himself, only Shang qingkong, the supreme elder of Tushan sect, has the ability to kill Wu Yi as soon as possible.

No tongue, standing with hands down.

Shang qingkong had no expression and stepped out with one foot.

The next moment, he appeared beside Wuyi.

Her age is far less than Wu Yi, but her strength has already reached the peak of this field.

On the battlefield.

Wuyi looked at everyone in high spirits.

Here, he is the king of all.

The premise is that Chen xinglie is not here.

Just when Wuyi wanted to end the division war, a sense of crisis that had not appeared in him for many years came into being.

His face changed a lot!

"Who?"

The old man deserves to have lived for so many years, and he is not weak.At the moment of Shang qingkong's appearance, his body rapidly retreated.

It was not until he retreated to what he thought was safe that he could see who was coming.

At one glance, he was scared out of his wits.

"Business! Green! Empty

Wu called out the name one by one, and his voice was full of disbelief.

"No way! How can you appear in a small tribe of golden eagles! You must be just a body of mind! It must be so! "

Wu Yi, if mad, has been obviously scared out of his wits.

The soldiers of the jindiao tribe reveled. Some of them did not know the identity of the woman who followed Chen xinglie.

And now

The statement of the first strong man of the Qing Dynasty of Shang, Qing, Kong and Qian Dynasty was circulated here many years ago.

Even the rest of the Empire knew it.

Compared with the carnival of the jindiao tribe, the Jinwu tribe is one by one out of their wits.

With the appearance of Shang qingkong, the situation that was beneficial to them changed in an instant.

In the middle of the sky, Shang qingkong stood in the air.

If Chen xinglie was allowed to choose a woman emperor in the lower bound, it would be Shang qingkong.

But this is only relative.

Shang qingkong is one galaxy behind the other.

Wu Yi's face is full of bitterness, but he can't see how hard he is. In front of him, he is totally Pro noumenon.

Before he had time to think about anything else, the old man roared, and the shadow of Jinwu appeared behind him, and ran to Shang qingkong at full speed.

He never wanted to escape.

Because it's impossible, no one can retreat under this nose.

From the outside of the battlefield, Wuyi seems a bit solemn and stirring.

Chen xinglie couldn't help admiring.

"What a moth to the fire."

Shang qingkong looks old-fashioned, and with her sleeve and robe shaking, a long sword appears from her hand.

This is her famous weapon, which is the top grade of heaven.

Seeing that Wu Yi was about to approach, Shang qingkong reached out his hand and carried his sword to Wu Yi.

But she did not move.

This move came from Chen xinglie's empty coagulation sword formula and created her own sword style.

"Poop!"

A stream of blood is flying.

There is a big hole in Wuyi's chest.

And he had no resistance.

Then, Shang qingkong was another sword.

These two swords have no gorgeous effect. Some of them are just sharp and invisible to the naked eye.

Wu Yi felt that he was flying further and further until he saw his headless body.

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