Chapter 820 (2/2)

He bowed deeply to the battlefield.

With his worship, hundreds of people behind him all knelt down on one knee and bowed their heads devoutly.

One person can force several Tianjiao in the real martial arts world to make an oath, which is worthy of their respect.

Xu Yangyi is calm on the surface, but his heart is agitated.

No... no! Or not!

The result of the Seven Star calculation is that the death crisis does not come from any of them!

So who is it?

At this moment, a trembling voice came: ”you... Killed her?”

Xu Yangyi looked coldly, now the death has not appeared, he can not act rashly.

Lan Xue looks at Xu Yangyi tremblingly. That amazing knife made him tremble. He doesn't know how the other side did it, but... It doesn't matter.

”Do you... Know who she is?” He was cold all over. How could he be so coincidental? Why is no one else dead? It's Princess Rong?

Everyone can die, but Princess Rong can't!

This sentence seems to remind another person.

Long wait, Su Changqing.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes were covered with boundless terror, his mouth was wide open, and his nose didn't flash. His breath, his heart, almost all stopped at this moment.

”Kaka...” his head turned to Xu Yangyi mechanically, then he suddenly grabbed the long gun, turned into lightning, and killed him fiercely: ”you Taoist friends! Kill him

”Otherwise... We all have to be buried with Princess Rong!”

In this instant, the whole sky was shocked.

Like... An invisible giant, stepping on the sky.

”Shulala!” All the hairs on Xu Yangyi's body stand up unconsciously. It's coming... It's coming! He felt it! This is the source of the killing intention!

”This is...” he took a cold breath. Compared with this crisis, the killing intention of 22 Tianjiao just now is nothing but a little witch. No... witches can't count. That's the difference between kindergarten and adults!

”This is... Yuan Ying Zhen Jun!”

He tried his best to raise his head, and an indescribable pressure fell on him from tens of thousands of meters away across time and space, just like the top of a huge mountain.

When the wind stops, the clouds stop.

At this moment, time seems to be quiet, even thousands of meters on the rolling flag, are afraid to lie on the flagpole like a dead snake.

Qingcheng peak, Laojun hall, Xu Fangyuan slowly opened his eyes, no longer scruple, Lang voice: ”run!”

The sound of running, earth shaking, clouds are split, resounding tens of thousands of meters around, the whole Qingcheng Mountain trees are rustling low. The tight string in Xu Yangyi's mind broke at this moment, and he could not care about anything. Suddenly, it turned into a black light and rushed to Qingcheng Mountain.

There is no way to do it.

It forebodes that his result is death, but... He doesn't want to accept this fate!

”What will our ancestors do?”

”What do you want me to do?”

”Leverage the war? How do you pry it? ”

”Stop him!” Twenty two Tianjiao were also awakened by the thunder. In the roar, the magic power reappeared and pulled out a magnificent light curtain in front of Xu Yangyi.

”Kill Princess Rong... You still want to go!” Zheng Yuan was waiting for his eyes to turn red. He didn't know if it was a coincidence, but in his heart, an extremely unknown premonition had risen. He didn't know where he was, and he was very upset.

”Boom!” Before his words were heard, countless cavalry appeared on his side, and with a lot of aura, he built a grand defense on Xu Yangyi's road.

”Zhenwu slaughters the army!” In a violent drink, he was full of gold, and his fear and uneasiness were roared out by him, biting his teeth. Xu Yangyi, who came with a long spear and halberd finger, said: ”intruders die!”