C280

“boss！”

"Lord of baguecheng!"

"There's a bunch of elites at the top level!"

In the crevice.

A large group of people came out.

The leader is the Lord of the tongue city!

His body is huge, more than 200 meters in size.

On the body, exudes a strong breath of death.

As soon as it appears.

Then he crushed the flame of the fire of the fire.

Momentum, shocked the audience, so that the atmosphere is a bit chilly.

"Explode!"

"It must explode!"

"This is a big boss!"

Lu Zixuan's eyes brightened and his excited body trembled.

When you see the tongue pulling City Lord, it's like a strong man who has been hungry and thirsty for countless years, seeing a beautiful woman who has no clothes on and is still charming.

Go!

You have to go!

"No matter who you are, if you dare to come to hell, I will kill you!"

"Let you become a real ghost, suffering from tongue pulling!"

"Kill me!"

"I see how long he can struggle!"

The tongue pulling Lord cried angrily.

Looking at the ruins of baguecheng, I was furious.

"Come on!"

"I'll kill you all!"

"Let's do it together!"

Lu Zixuan clenched the bloodthirsty sword in both hands.

Exclaimed excitedly.

It's provocative.

"Arrogance

"You, a little emperor, will kill us?"

"Ha ha, what a joke!"

"Catch him, I'll pull out his tongue!"

Pull out tongue City Lord disdain of say.

Wave your hand.

The evil spirits beside him pounced on Zixuan.

"The boy is dead!"

"Every strength of the evil ghost army of the Lord of the city is at the level of wuzun."

"Ha ha, I'm going to watch that kid get killed!"

There are kids laughing wildly.

"Yes

"That boy is too arrogant. He dares to challenge the Lord of the city and the ghost army!"

"I don't know what to do."

"In front of the ghost army, how can he resist?"

"Wait a minute, there's a good play to watch. I'll see how he was pulled out of his tongue and howled on the ground."

Some kids don't care.

"I guess if he can't hold on to three breaths, he'll be killed."

"Three breaths? You are being paranoid. One breath at most

"Ha ha, that's right. One breath at most!"

……

The kids were laughing.

There was a lot of discussion.

The evil ghost army, in their hearts, is invincible.

It can't resist at all. Once it appears, it will push everything!

"You mean things, do you know how to be afraid now?"

"Are you scared?"

"I see how you can resist my ghost army!"

"Ha ha, kill me!"

Looking at standing in place, motionless Lu Zixuan.

The tongue pulling Lord laughed.

"The ghost army is great?"

"It's hard, isn't it?"

"You have it, so do I!"

"Better than yours!"

Lu Zixuan has a hook in the corner of his mouth and clenches his bloodthirsty sword with both hands.

He put out his tongue and licked his dry lips.

Body, shaking in excitement.

"Death's follower!"

"Come out for me!"

"Blow them all up!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The ghost army is coming closer and closer to him.

Just as the evil spirits rushed to him.

Lu Zixuan drinks it fiercely.

Three thousand death followers, all here.

There was a strong air of death around the followers of death.

In his hands, one by one with a huge sickle.

As soon as it appears.

The smell of terror awed the audience.

Let the ground shake violently and the air burst.

"The tyrant is killing me

"Three levels of rage!"

"Soul hunting arrow!"

"Ignite!"

Level 3 rage on.

Lu Zixuan held the knife in both hands and raised it high above his head.

At the same time, thousands of hundreds of meters long knives flash.The three thousand death followers.

It's a charge!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

In a flash.

Three thousand death followers collided with those demon armies.

"Ding!"

"Ding! Ding! Ding... "

After a moment of collision.

Those evil spirits were blasted one after another.

The next moment of death's Scythe cutting, Lu Zixuan reaps heartily.

Bloodthirsty sword, devouring madly.

"This is..."

"What is this?"

"Why are they all in control of death, and so powerful?"

"It's not hell, they don't belong to hell!"

The next moment.

The tongue pulling city leader was stunned.

Looking at their own ghost army was overturned, and those surrounded by three thousand death followers.

He felt his body shaking.

Three thousand death followers!

On each body, there is a strong deathless air!

What's the concept?

Death, in hell, how many people can control it?

Now.

Three thousand at a time!

And.

The strength of each one is nine level wuzun.

What's more terrible is that the followers of death are not affected by the 18 levels of hell.

They can regain their strength!

You can kill the kids here.

I'm confused.

Totally confused!

"Bang, then bang!"

"Where's your ghost army?"

"Come on, beat him up!"

Lu Zixuan strides forward.

The bloodthirsty chopping sword is on the ground.

After swallowing those evil spirits, the blood veins on the blade became more and more strange.

It radiates a strange black red light.

Come to the Lord of the tongue.

Lu Zixuan said arrogantly.

Arrogance!

Extreme arrogance.

But.

But no one dare to refute, no one dare to fight!

Three thousand death followers awed the audience.

"Peng!"

"Peng, Peng, Peng..."

Lu Zixuan's voice fell.

Three thousand death followers rushed up immediately.

Three thousand nine level warriors, let's fight together.

It's just that you can't pull out the momentum of the Lord.

Peng Peng's voice is heard all the time.

All the sickles, all the fists.

Abuse!

Sadism!

"Mad!"

"Beat me again!"

"Three feet gold black big day kill!"

"Fire wolf fist!"

"Eighteen dragon subduing palms!"

……

Lu Zixuan also rushed up, boxing to the meat.

Critical hit, even more.

Fight to see blood!

"Get out of here!"

"Mean things, you can't kill me, even if there are these guys, you can't kill me!"

"I'm the master of tongue pulling hell. You can't kill me!"

Three thousand death followers, plus Lu Zixuan's attack.

The body of the tongue pulling City Lord is blasted.

However.

The power of the whole tongue pulling hell, however, surged in an instant.

Let his body recover quickly.

"I'll kill you!"

"Die for me!"

The tongue pulling Lord was angry.

The hook attacks Lu Zixuan.

"Peng!"

"It's useless. Do you want to hook my tongue?"

"Abuse, continue to abuse me!"

"I don't believe I can't kill you!"

Lu Zixuan's eyes were grim.

Three thousand death followers, all picked up the sickle.

Block the Lord of the tongue's attack.

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