Chapter 1289： teacher (1/2)

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Quiet, dead still.

People looked at the scene in front of him with a dazed expression, and they were completely shocked. The emperor Dragon Emperor died so miserably, not even the strongest flesh in the world was the enemy of their next move.

Especially the children of the Dragon tribe, their eyes are red, their bodies are shaking, their fists are clenched, and the anger in their eyes is already burning.

Only the old men of the Holy Mountain Heyun Mountain, seeing such a reversal situation, did not feel overjoyed. They had never imagined that the disaster was coming. There were actually such masters who came from the sky and saved them from the crisis. It is really a pity that the ancestors blessed.

So, a few old men bumped up together and clenched their fists in admiration: ”I don't know your seniors' high name? The help of my holy mountain today, the old man and others are grateful ...”

”Fuck things, you dare to kill our Dragon Emperor, our Dragon Clan's children will not let you go, take all your life!” However, they did not wait for their voice to fall, and the loud drink was steep from the crowd. He burst into tears, full of excitement.

At the next moment, but after hearing the sound of the dragon chanting and roaring, the children of the dragons had once again turned into a giant dragon of hundreds of feet, and hundreds of thousands poured into the eight people. There is a black pressure, a violent momentum, and there is a tendency to shatter everything in front of it into slag.

But when the eight people saw this, they still didn't say anything. They just looked at this magnificently indifferently, with a look of joy and sorrow, just like the previous ones, very plain.

Even, completely ignoring the anger of these dragons, even the meaning of shooting.

There is nothing ... no fear!

The eyelids shook gently, Zhuo Fan shook his heart, and hurriedly shouted: ”Stop, stop me all, there is something wrong here!”

Unfortunately, the tragic death of the Dragon Emperor has aroused the madness of these beasts, but he can no longer listen to Zhuo Fan's dissuasion. The huge body, shaking the sharp giant tail, his eyes exuded a bloodthirsty color, never returned!

boom!

Suddenly, over nine days, a sword and gang slammed down, and it was coming soon. The raging dragon clan army hadn't responded to what was going on. It was already shattered into **** and gurgling blood in a tremendous loud noise, pouring like a rain. The shattered dragon's body blinked in a blink of an eye, and it would spatter out like hail, and it would be hard to count.

Moreover, the debris of the fallen dragon body was still very fine, roughly the size of a thumb. You know, it's a huge dragon. Under a sword, the corpse is broken to such a degree, then this power ...

The face couldn't stop shaking violently. Zhuo Fan and others looked at it all, and they were completely shocked. Everyone's face was so scared. The hero's heroes began to tremble unconsciously.

Even those of the Holy Mountain were so startled that their mouths were about to fall. No matter how you say, it is also thousands of dragons, in a moment, broken into such a scene, this strength ...

His head stiffened, and as the shattered body fell, everyone looked up to the sky, but they were seeing a middle-aged big man, and his face fell slowly, but his left arm was empty, but it was a single arm. man of.

When he saw him fall, the eight former emperors also bowed down together and became very respectful, no longer expressionless.

”Another Emperor!”

The pupils shrank slightly, Zhuo Fan couldn't help swallowing, and his face became heavier: ”And the prospective emperor is much more terrible than the eight. Even, the eight and he are heaven and earth. No, it's hard to match! ”

With a shock in his heart, Dan Qingsheng looked at the one-armed man again, and the fear in his heart was even deeper.

Those eight are already masters of the undefeated Jianzun level. This one-armed man is actually much stronger than them. What a **** is he?

Moreover, unlike those eight people, his swordsmanship is not one of the five major swordsmanship, but Mingmingzhong seems to be exactly the same as their swordsmanship, and there are some relations. This can not help Dan Qingsheng and others more solemnly thinking about this person's way. .

Jiantong stared closely at the man for a long time, and then joined Zhuo Fan and said, ”Father, this person's breath, I seem to be more familiar than the eight people!”

”But how do I feel that the eight people's breath is more familiar?” Brow twitched, Zhuo Fan murmured: ”After all, they are all the five swordsmanship heritage, but this person seems to be different, seems to have some origin, But it's not ... eh! ”

Suddenly, Zhuo Fan seemed to think of something, his face changed a lot, but soon he returned to normal, just deep in his eyes, there was much more consideration and heaviness.

No, did you encounter it, or am I more concerned ...

All the people stared at the fallen figure of the person, or surprised, or afraid, or joy, or resentment, different.

He didn't care about everyone's eyes at all. The old man's eyes were hollow, like a hollow, after coldly sweeping everyone at the scene, he said lightly: ”No need to fight, the two sides are in truce!”

As soon as the words came out, the two sides glanced at each other, and they both let out a long sigh of relief and let their hearts go.

He Yunshan, they are fortunate that someone finally came forward to help them through the holy mountain. Otherwise, they must be killed by others.

Zhuo Fan was sighed. Fortunately, these people came to persuade, and for the time being neutral, they did not come to fight the Holy Mountain. Otherwise, these few fierce gods will strike out. It is estimated that no matter how many of them, they will be seriously injured.