Chapter 1311 (1/2)

The unexpected people were killed out of the dark again, but Tang Lichuan's look was not as unexpected as before.

It was Yin Zhongqiu's voice. Tang Lichuan clenched his right hand and hated for thousands of years. Under the attack of the two sides, there were bursts of fire, and no one fell down.

Their eyes met, and the man in their eyes was the damn enemy.

”Tang Lichuan, I didn't expect you to take revenge so soon! Once you understand the growth period of the sword heart, your strength is not better than you!”

It was found that Tang Lichuan was no longer in the strengthened state with the overflowing sword spirit. Yin Zhongqiu couldn't help laughing a few times, showing a look of regret, and said with a smile: ”King yu should be glad he's not here now, or I'll kill you all in a pot of stew!”

The snake turtle magic sword in his hand sent forward. There was a Xuanwu illusion on the blade and rushed towards Tang Lichuan.

With a crash, Tang Lichuan fell to the ground with his sword, and the sea of fire spreading on the ground immediately swept towards him.

”I must take his life. None of you are allowed to do it!”

Yin Zhongqiu's move took advantage. His figure turned like the wind. It was like the Milky way falling nine days. Tang Lichuan, who fell into the fire, looked up and his body was split in two. Blood flowed into a river!

”Waste! I'm not the enemy of my unity at all. I deserve to be on the list of the world with this strength?”

Looking at Tang Lichuan's fallen body and smelling the fresh smell of blood in the air, Yin Zhongqiu can be sure that Tang Lichuan is dead, and the slightest hesitation in his heart dissipated in the bloody air.

”Everyone listened to the order and killed all the remaining evils on the scene, leaving none!”

When he turned back and gave orders to the disciples who burned the sea, he saw that nine flags were set up in the crowd who burned the sea and fluttered in the wind. All the people of the supreme Dragon City, Zixia mountain, demon clan and Wuliang Buddhist temple were swallowed up by the raging flames. Even the most powerful Wujun among these forces could not escape and turned into ashes in an instant.

”Hahaha! The mantis catches the cicada and the Yellow finch is behind. What about the supreme dragon city? Anyone who offends me will die! In the past, you abolished my position in the top ten in the world. Today, I will use your blood to prove that I am still the strong one on the list that no one dared to provoke!”

In the wild laughter, he witnessed the strong men of Wu Jun fall into the sea of fire. Yin Zhongqiu was very proud. At the same time, his doubts increased a little. He thought, ”Tang Lichuan was greeted by Lao Tzu himself. It's okay to die happily. He Lian's fearless and mindless. They are not weak. How can they die so easily?”

Looking at the situation in front of him, Yin Zhongqiu's hesitation began to enlarge, as if he doubted everything he saw at the beginning, which became more and more untrue.

”Something's wrong, is it difficult...”

Suddenly he remembered something. Yin Zhongqiu angrily improved the skill of the four holy secrets of opening the sky. The Xuanwu aura rushed to his head and roared like a slap in the head.

The buzzing echo trembled. Yin Zhongqiu opened his eyes again. There was still a sea of fire around him.

I was relieved and laughed to myself that I had thought too much. It was clear that they were the final winner in this war, but the smile appeared for only a second and stiffened on my face.

It's true that there is a sea of fire all around, but different from the picture he just saw, a sharp sword appeared on his shoulder. It was cold and cold across the edge of his neck, and the owner of the sword was Tang Lichuan!

”I've made illusions fake enough. It took you so long to wake up. Is it true that you've been depressed for too long in the real world, so you can't extricate yourself from the illusion that you can only dream?”

When the sarcastic laughter came, Yin Zhongqiu's fantasy was finally annihilated. Tang Lichuan, who was holding a sword around his neck, was indeed a living man.