Chapter 1242

Seeing that the timing was almost the same, Wei Liangxin stood up and sounded like a loud bell between heaven and earth.

"Be quiet!" The noise outside the square stopped, and his eyes focused on the field... Wei Liangxin soared into the air, suspended in the air, pointed to the dying people below, and snapped, "who are they? Do you recognize? Tell me who they are! " Roaring, his voice was full of murderous intent.

"They are the family of the evil Wu Zifeng!" Before March, Zifeng killed nearly 10000 sect martial artists. Now the descendants of those people gather here to pay for the blood debt of the martial family!

"Kill them and avenge the dead! Kill them... "Many people looked ferocious, roared and shouted crazily... They just looked at each other on the platform and saw some happiness in each other's eyes.

For half a column of incense, the roar of the crowd was silent again.

"Good! Good! When the demon clan invaded, why did our major sects retreat again and again and cannot defeat the enemy? All these are given by the defeated martial arts family. Evil Wu Zifeng killed nearly ten thousand elders of the sect with the help of the Fu clan array, Deacon! These people are angry with God, and the things that are inferior to animals are the evil deeds of his martial arts family. What do you say to do? "

"Kill! Kill! Kill!... " The practitioners on the stand were almost out of control. At this moment, in Wei Liangxin's eyes, there was no difference between the seven sects. In the eyes of all the disciples, there was a common enemy, Fu Zongwu Zifeng!

Wei Liangxin stretched out his hands, and the cries of the people were surging in his ears. He seemed to enjoy this moment very much.

With a long roar, Wei Liangxin held a sharp and cold sword in his hand. The tip of the sword trembled and made a low buzzing sound. When the people almost roared to the sky and the sword was about to kill one of the martial arts family... A roar of "bang" roared, and a fierce fist wind roared out of the whole stand, and people turned upside down for a moment, The original noise from the sky suddenly became silent... Wei Liangxin was cold in his eyes, but in his sight, the disciples dressed in Yanmen sect, Luoyu sect, iron blood sect, Guiyuan sect and Wujian sect all wrestled together and hammered at each other mercilessly!

Huoyan's whole body was burning a dark yellow flame, and he punched Chen Zhaoming in front of him, "let you fucking dare to speak ill of tiexuezong!"

"You fucking hit me!" Jing Ao's face was livid. He grabbed Yan's chest with a claw. The robe was torn to pieces, and several blood marks were caught on his chest.

Zhao Wuji attacked directly from behind without saying anything. He kicked Jing Ao into the square... However, before Zhao Wuji could breathe, at the same time, the three directions were surrounded by groups. Lu Shuguang, Ge Jinqi and Li Gaofeng, without mercy, roared, "can you disturb the demon killing conference casually? Don't you see the patriarch talking? Let me go back to Yuan Zong to teach you a lesson, a boy who doesn't know etiquette! "

Guiyuanzong, three yuan to one, is displayed to the extreme in an instant!

In the next moment, no matter which of the three Zhao Wuji attacks, he will face the three at the same time!

Under the fierce impact of "boom", Zhao Wuji was also blasted into the square... Ge Jinqi jumped down without hesitation. Behind them, Zhao Dandan, the same Yanmen sect, also shouted, "those who dare to hurt our Yanmen sect, seek death!"

All this happened between lightning and flint. Even the Patriarch on the platform did not return to God.

After several people showed up, another group of people roared and jumped out without any sign... But they were not acting or performing in their sight!

Just because of the fist to the meat, the low muffled sound comes and goes, the amazing collision sound of Yuan force, the strong wind splashing and blood spitting, these people are working hard!

And from time to time, someone jumped out of the stands, and the crowd in the field was as big as a hundred people!

If we have to find out the common characteristics of these people, it is that they all come from Xuantian Haoran college and know a man named Wu Zifeng!

A few months later, Jing Ao unknowingly entered the middle stage of the emperor of Wu. The flame is not willing to be outdone. The upper body of * is scarred. In the early days of Emperor Wu, it follows Jing Ao!

Now they come and go, from the ground to the air, and that huge mace collides with Jing Ao madly... If they can't save the lives of the Wu family, what they can do is to overdraw their own lives and earn even a moment for the Wu family.

This is also the only thing that every teenager who invests 100% spirit in the field has to do in his heart!

"Bang" took a punch in his chest. Chen Zhaoming was like a broken kite. He was hit 100 feet and wiped a long blood mark on the ground before he stopped.

However, in the next moment, with a long sword, Chen Zhaoming rushed up again without fear in his eyes... Under the collision in full swing, it is strange that such a chaotic confrontation did not have any strength and spread to a dry martial family on the high platform.

"Enough!" Zhuang Yixin, the leader of Guiyuan sect, yelled loudly... Lu Shuguang, the three of Guiyuan sect, stopped wisely, but they were directly hit by Zhao Wuji's long gun one by one, fell to the ground and covered their abdominal wounds!

Just in addition to Lu Shuguang, several other teenagers are still unheard of, still fighting fiercely and never die!

"Stop it!" This time, Zhuang Yixin couldn't see it any more. The remaining patriarchs on the platform shouted loudly!

But this time, even Lu Shuguang rushed up again with his injured body... I don't know when his eyes are full of panic. Even if they worked hard, they have only helped the Wu family win a incense time!

"Bastard!" With a big hand, a strong wind swept down. Hundreds of people in the field were surprised. No one escaped. They were hit and fell to the ground. They didn't know whether to live or die!

"In the face of the enemy, I don't want to make progress. I'm in the same room. You're good!" Zhuang Yixin held his palm high and hesitated several times, but he still didn't fan it down... Because these teenagers are so excellent that almost every unique skill has been learned to the bone. Even if Zhuang Yixin has seen the real meaning of these teenagers, he still can't bear to kill them!

Wei Liangxin's eyes were confused, and the atmosphere he managed to create was broken by this group of bastards. He was angry, but he simply didn't care. Kill early and end early!

The long sword was lifted up again... Jing Ao covered his chest and lifted a burst of bitterness from the corners of his mouth, "Zifeng, I'm sorry!"

Just as the long sword was about to swing down.

"Stop!" A voice threatening the power of heaven and earth roared.

But at the top of the sky, a space crack came into view, and a pedestrian shadow came into view