Cross To Be The Emperor

"kill!"

　　 "Your Majesty is rushing forward, what reason do we have to watch!"

　　 "The ones below the martial artist retreat, those above the martial artist rush with me!"

　　 "Kill!"

　　 Fierce roar erupted from the crowd.

　　 Suddenly, countless figures leap out, and the civilians gathered here are like a tide, almost reaching hundreds of thousands.

　　 Although the cultivation base of civilians is generally low, there are also some strong ones.

　　 For a time, hundreds of martial masters and more than ten martial masters jumped out of the crowd.

　　 killed the Wuzongs of Ding and Yu.

　　 Their strength is very low, but the main point is that there are enough. More than ten Wu Kings besieged a low-level Wuzong, and this Wuzong was overwhelmed.

"How can it be!"

　　 Ding Tianjian was stunned. As the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he was actually the City Lord of Bihua City. However, the relationship between the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the civilians has never been friendly.

　　 Under normal circumstances, even he can't direct these civilians to sell their lives.

　　 But Li Hengxuan only came here for seven days, only seven days, and the strong among these civilians was willing to fight desperately for him.

　　 And it's more than that.

　　 The low-powered civilians below the martial arts master, while retreating to make room for everyone, they all took out a letter jade pendant.

　　 They are not strong, but they will always know some strong ones.

　　 They are asking for help from abroad!

　　 Boom!

　　 In the sky, a fireball was smashed to the ground.

　　 Brother Monkey was defeated by Yu Buxun. At this moment, his body was covered with blood that had been cut by the sword, but he didn't realize it at all.

　　 This blood has stimulated the ferocity of Brother Monkey even more!

　　 "Little ones, come out to the old grandson!"

　　 I saw Brother Monkey pull off a bunch of hair on his body and blew it lightly.

　　 With a boom, 10,000 monkey army and 10,000 monkey army appeared around him, all of them were the pinnacle of martial arts masters.

　　 "Kill the old grandson!"

　　 Monkey Brother pointed towards Wu Zong powerhouse of Yu and Ding.

Roar!

　　 Immediately, Brother Monkey roared and defeated the Buddha in battle. Even if he was lost, he would always have an unyielding courage and a fighting spirit to win!

　　 Even if it is to fight this old life!

　　 "Donor, do you know that you are rebelling, and the rebellion is about to destroy the whole family, because of your actions, you will harm your father, your mother, your sister, your sister..."

　　 Tang Seng found a second-level Wuzong of the Ding family.

　　 His lips kept moving up and down, an invisible force flew out of his mouth. Then it enters this person's ears, this person's heart, and even his sea of ​​consciousness, to torture his soul.

　　 "Don't read it, don't read it..."

　　 This second-level Wuzong is going crazy, the long sword in his hand keeps piercing out, and the sharp sword spirit goes straight to Tang Seng.

　　 But Tang Seng is surrounded by a thousand monkey army guards.

　　 These monkeys and grandchildren are all peak martial artists, none of them can compare to him, but the profound energy of a thousand peak martial artists is one.

　　 is not a low-level Wuzong who can break open in a short time.

　　 "Zhu Jiu Clan! Your apprentice, your apprentice's father, mother, grandfather, grandma, all died because of what you did today, think about it, do you do it, are you worth it..."

　　 A look of compassion appeared on Monk Tang's face.

　　 His speech speed is very fast, and ordinary people who are fast can not hear clearly, and can only see his lips trembling up and down, making a series of sounds.

　　 This is Nian Di You, Tang Seng’s stunt, killing people invisible.

　　 As Tang Seng Nianshi's target for you, this second-level Wuzong, he heard every word clearly, and he didn't pull one into his ears.

　　 tortured his soul.

　　 "Don't, don't read it..."

　　 He had never thought in his entire life that he would be treated by a martial master. He just said with his mouth that he felt like he wanted to die.

　　 This is incredible.

　　 "At this time, you should reflect on your mistakes yourself. If you make mistakes yourself, you shouldn't hurt others. Give up. Since ancient times, there is only one dead end in rebellion. You can't succeed..."

　　 "I...I, I **** it!"

　　 This second-level Wuzong looked confused, raised his sword high, and chopped it down at his neck.

　　 A big head suddenly flew away from the body.

　　 Tang Seng's expression was still indifferent. He smiled and looked forward. He found another third-level Wuzong from Yu's family.

　　 This third-level Wuzong is being surrounded by more than a dozen civilian martial kings.

　　Beside him, there are more than a hundred civilian martial arts masters, all of which are the pinnacles of martial arts, and the previous district is within it.

　　 This Wuzong is very strong. At this moment, he has killed more than a dozen civilian martial arts masters, but the rest, there is no trace of regret, and there is only war intent in his eyes, strong intent to fight.

　　 For a while, he couldn't break out of the encirclement of these civilians.

　　 "The third level is just right, and the poor monk can deal with it."

　　 The level is too high, the soul is strong, Tang Seng is not an opponent.

　　The third level, it still belongs to the low-level Wuzong, this level of Wuzong, Tang Seng just has the ability to convince them...

　　Go to die.

　　 "Poor monks don't kill, they just persuade people to be good. Of course, if they have committed a huge mistake, there is no need to correct them. Self-judgment is their best choice."

　　 A faint smile appeared on Tang Seng's face.

　　 He was very satisfied with what he had done. Under the **** of the Thousand Monkey Army, he walked towards this third-level Wuzong.

　　 Tang Seng slowly said: "This benefactor, let me listen to the poor monk..."

　　 The face of the third-level Wuzong of the more than one family suddenly changed. He saw with his own eyes just now that Tang Seng only relied on his mouth to let the second-level Wuzong of the Ding family cut off his head.

　　 Fighting together!

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　　 Li Hengxuan and the waste dragon are able to display the fighting power of the peak Wuzong.

　　 He once again killed a Wu Zong expert of the Ding family, this was already the fourth Wu Zong expert he killed.

　　 There is no Dragon Qi reward!

　　 But Li Hengxuan did not hesitate at all.

　　 Looking down, there are not many Wuzong powerhouses in the Ding family and Yu family on the ground.

　　 Yu Buxun brought only four Wuzong experts, and Ding Feng brought ten Wuzong experts.

　　 He killed four by himself.

　　 On Li Hengxuan's side, Yao Muxue brought all the Wuzongs of the Yao family, a total of seven or seven people.

　　 When Ding Tianjian came over, he brought more than a dozen Wuzongs from the sword pavilion.

　　 Although Ding Tianjian didn't make a move, the Wuzong he brought with him, under the leadership of Aoxue and Aoshuang, also shot one after another.

　　 In terms of the number of Wuzongs, Li Hengxuan far exceeds the Ding family and the Yu family.

　　 He raised his head and looked at the higher sky, where the four great martial emperors and the five monkeys were fighting fiercely.

　　 Yao Muxue, he is not worried.

　　Because Ding Feng lost an arm and even had to change his balance, Ding Feng was extremely uncomfortable in the fight at this moment. Although he was an eighth-level martial emperor, his combat power was drastically reduced, and he was on a par with Yao Muxue.

　　 It's just that after a while, after he adapts to only one arm, Yao Muxue will be in a bad shape.

　　 At this moment, the most difficult part is Monkey and Ren Ping.

　　 Both of them are low-level martial emperors, and there is a lot of pressure to deal with the high-level martial emperor.

　　 Boom!

　　 A figure fell from the sky again.

　　 This time it was Ren Ping, who was stabbed in the heart by Yu Buxu's sword. If it were not the critical moment, the monkey would smash it with one blow, and Ren Ping would probably be killed.