Chapter 2209 (1/2)

Looking at these saints and feeling their killing intention, hotwell could not be proud any more. His face was gloomy and he said in a deep voice, ”Zichen, what do you want to do?”

This situation, obviously beyond expectations, is out of control. It should be the first accident in hundreds of thousands of years after the promise that we do not comply with the supervision order and are not afraid of the monitoring envoys.

It's like a friar with the order of wujizong who goes to inspect the holy land with a special mission. All forces will hold envoys in their palms and worship them. They will be careful when they speak. Even if the other side makes unreasonable demands, no one dares to oppose it for the sake of the whole family.

Over time, this will become a habit. Envoys are used to no objection. But now, there are voices of opposition.

Just like the imperial envoy, he entered the nest of anti thieves and made a voice in the name of the emperor, which was obviously not observed.

Now Zichen is the voice of opposition and the anti thief!

The two saints, at the moment, looked very frightened, and things went on in the worst way. They felt that the special envoy was unreliable, and that he came too fast.

Now It's all over.

Perhaps this special can survive, but they are barely the existence of the class, can not live at all.

Zichen step forward, the body holy power surging, cold way: ”want to do what? Can't you see that, you idiot? I'm going to kill you

”So you're ready to go to war with the hotts?” Hotwell's words were still cold, calm, and not flustered.

”If there's a king in the hotes, I'll turn around and run. If there is no king, one saint, one saint, one holy one, one group, I will kill a group Purple Chen says coldly.

Hotwell sneered and said, ”that may disappoint you, and then the great saint will come! In this world, the best of the best

From hotwell's expression, we can't see whether this sentence is true or false, but it has no meaning. Since it is impossible to give people out, we can only do it.

In the face of this situation, naturally, we will not talk about the one-on-one battle of gentlemen. It is the king's way to join hands to quickly end the battle.

”Send the signal quickly!”

Hotwell's shocked expression finally changed at this moment. His hands were printed, forming an energy barrier in front of him, and he stepped back directly to the rear, and said aloud.

The reaction of the two saints was also very fast. Between the palms of the two saints, the holy power energy was condensed one after another, and they wanted to launch to the sky.

”Now there should be no living dark guard in the whole evil star region, and your signal is useless!”

A cold voice suddenly rings out in front of them, but the stars have already rushed. On top of their heads, under the light shield, there is a star map, in which every star is emitting bright light.

After the energy from the two saints' fingertips falls on the star map, it causes the vibration of the star map. It is like the calm lake, which produces the vibration and stirs up the ripples.

These two energies dissipate in the ripple of the shock.

Then, the star chart shines, and one of the Seven Star seals falls from the sky and covers them.

When the seal of the seven stars fell, the saints behind the stars rushed up.

In this not so spacious living room, there are more than ten saints. Several of them are in charge of holy power. They seal the energy fluctuation of this place, so as not to let it leak out. The others are all hands-on.

”Where do you want to go?”

The retreating hotwell suddenly heard Zichen's voice behind him. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He immediately turned around and hit Zichen's face with a fist.

This fist, with full strength, hit Zichen directly. Where it goes, space is twisting, creating terrible energy waves.

However, in the face of such an attack, Zichen just slowly stretched out his hand, on the palm, the body holy power gathered.

”Pa!”

Hotwell's powerful fist was easily grasped by Zichen. The powerful energy contained in the fist seemed to dissipate because of the terrible power formed by Zichen's bending fingers.

Hotwell was seized by Zichen on the fist, felt a sharp pain, his expression twitch, a moment of cold sweat on his forehead. Before he came, he knew that Zichen was very strong, but he didn't expect that the other side was so strong. He was defeated by only one face-to-face.

In his painful eyes, a cold and sharp light flashed suddenly. On his left hand, there was a holy power long knife, which was slashed towards Zichen's neck.

In the face of this knife, Zichen's expression remains unchanged, but gently raised his right arm.

”Looking for death!”