Chapter 230: Kill all these treacherous generations (1/2)
”Flop!”
The deputy chief at the other end was pierced directly by Han Fengjian.
Although his strength is only the second-ranked martial arts master, in the face of the nine-ranked martial artist, the highly qualified Li Qingyang can only symbolically compete with the two.
This is special care.
With the true strength of our great talent, it is enough to kill him.
”噗通!”
The deputy chief of the deputy church knelt on the ground, his eyes slackened.
He flew down the cliff like a juggling, but was so dead, which made him unexpected.
As for the other three helm masters, one was cut by Su Xiaomo and under the sword, the other was killed by Tian Qi, and the last one died under Long Ziyang's overlord gun.
”啧啧.”
Xun Jun often smiled and touched his chin, and said, ”That boy's strength is also good.”
Xun Long Ziyang will cry if he hears it.
I am in charge, my strength has always been very strong, but in the Death Valley, Brother Neimen showed a better evil than one, and my glory was completely covered up!
I saw that the deputy chief and helm master were all killed, and the disciples of the Black Eagle Hall looked horrified, and their hearts retreated.
Retire?
That is impossible.
When they jumped off the cliff, they were already destined to die, not to fall, but to be killed.
”Bash!”
”Bash!”
Zhang Wei and ten other disciples, such as a wolf-like tiger holding a cold front sword and overbearing spirit, killed with powerful forces.
”Kakaka!”
Lu Lu raised her right hand with a bracelet, and the cold air permeated, instantly freezing an enemy and saying, ”Sister Ling, go and kill him.”
”Uh ... well ...”
Ling Yuanxue carefully walked over with a sword and then slashed with a sword.
When she killed Ergou, she still closed her eyes, and now she can open it, which is the best proof of her growth.
下 Under the brutal and ruthless killing of the disciples, all the members of Heiyingtang fell to the ground, leaving alive.
Old rules.
Everyone started searching and found a lot of space rings.
I don't even want to say that the people in this Black Eagle Hall, especially a few helm masters, really have the rings in them.
Qiu Guang's silver ticket is 70,000 to 80,000, and there are many crystal nuclei.
Xun Jun often laughed and took everything away and said, ”It's a good way to make money by looting these evil factions.”
”Head!”
Wu Su Xiaomo found an item similar to Huozi from the deputy chief, and said, ”What is this?”
Xun Jun often took it with a smile, and observed it carefully: ”Maybe something like a signal gun.”
I thought of what the deputy chief said just now, and I understood that the people in the base camp of the Black Eagle Hall should wait for the people below to send a signal, and then lead the crowd to kill them, forming a trend of encirclement.
This is an opportunity.
I can make good use of it.
Xi Jun often laughed: ”The male disciples took all these clothes off and put them on.”
”Yes!”
Although he didn't understand the meaning, the disciples did.
Soon after, Li Qingyang and Xiao Sinji and others put on the black eagle school uniform with the eagle engraved on it. Although they didn't fit well, they still made up.
”I go!”
Wu Su Xiaomo pinched her nose and said, ”What a big odor.”
”go.”
Xi Jun often laughed: ”Go back.”
Everyone returned the same way.
After the confluence of Xi and Yuyutang, Jun Chang laughed and said, ”Is anyone out of the gate?”
”No.” Li Luo Qiu said.
When she saw Li Qingyang and others wearing Heiyingtang's school uniform, she wondered: ”Head, are you trying to get them in?”
”No.”
Xun Jun often laughed and sat on the stone, and after thinking for a while, he said, ”Let all the mice above.”
Qi Li Luoqiu was at a loss.
Xun Jun often laughed to call his disciples in front of him, and began the next deployment.
”do you understand?”
”understood.”
Everyone chanted in unison.
Xun Jun often laughed and jumped off the stone, then took everyone to a more hidden area, and took out something like a firework.
How to use it?
He played for a while, and found that there was a little looseness at the bottom, and he tried to press down and suddenly weird smoke came out.
The head of Xun Jun was afraid of poison and hurriedly held his breath.
I'm thinking about it.
The smoke was not poisonous, but carried a relatively light odor, like a dust drifting towards the direction of the Black Eagle Mountain, and finally merged into the hall.
Li Zhenghe, who was anxiously waiting, smelled the smell and grinned, ”The deputy chief has sent a signal, Mr. Yang, can we move?”
”Yes,” Yang Zhi said.