Pirate’s Hell

The star and the gods fired, and once again took out a flying sword, they squeezed, and the flying sword swept out.

The disciples of Zhen Wuzong could not escape at all. They were killed by the disciples of Han Yunzong and Luo Luozong, as well as the influence of monsters and the attacks of many corpses. Their numbers no longer dominate. On the other hand, it is in a state of absolute tailwind. If it reacts too late, it will be cut off by the flying sword.

On weekdays and other people watched the Zhen Wuzong disciple being killed, but they could do nothing.

They have crossed the river themselves and it is difficult for them to protect themselves.

"puff!"

Someone spurted blood in the sky and flew back.

This is Wang Chu!

Ziyue and Wang Chu have been attacked by three dragons on He Chong, Lin Tao and Yun. At this moment, Hua Hai was killed, his heart was shaken, and he was avoiding. He Chong finally took pictures on his chest. In the office.

The dragon **** attacked, but when it hit, it was seriously injured.

The bones of Wang's chest were almost completely broken. He was pale, and soon flinched.

In order to prevent the king's attack, the child month hurried forward.

"Do you think your one-person attack will stop the three of us?" He Chong sneered.

"Hey, if you fight alone, the old corpse is enough to kill you one by one!"

"singles?"

He Chong raised his eyebrows: "Why are you besieging Master Su Ge instead of fighting alone? Now we can't beat us, but what's the use of these nonsense?"

There was no opening this month. After Lin Tao's palm ended, he grasped the power of the earthquake, grabbed Wang Chu, and ran away.

"You still have to stay!"

He Chong was very cold and was chased up again.

At this time, outside the residents of Tushen Pavilion, an area of ​​tens of kilometers was under fighting.

The ground was shaken open, the sound of the explosion exploded, and the vegetation was destroyed.

The blood from the ground flows into the river, and the broken limbs are scattered on the ground. These corpses add up enough to form a mountain.

"Zhen Wuzong. Lost."

Yun watched the fierce battle and sighed softly.

She told Su Yi many times that she should not fight against Zhen Wuzong, but Su Yi did not listen. Yun Xiao always felt that Su Yi was arrogant and arrogant.

Today, Yun Xiao finally understood that Su Yi was neither arrogant nor arrogant, but it was really scary!

"Tushen Pavilion has existed since its establishment, but it only lasted a few months, not even a year."

Yun Xiao muttered to himself; "But now in such a short time, Su Yi has cultivated so many powerful disciples, hasn't he. He is really a great reincarnation of reincarnation?"

time flies.

The disciples of Zhen Wuzong dropped sharply from 100,000, 90,000, 80,000, 70,000, and 60,000.

In the end, less than half of the disciples left.

"Zhen Wuzong, quit!"

Ling Qinghai will be opened on weekdays and shouted loudly.

The disciples of Zhen Wuzong had retreated long ago, and immediately turned into a torrent and fled the distance. "Tu Shenting, kill!" Su Yi opened.

A large number of disciples are chasing them, but no one can kill anyone who can kill.

Everyone understands that Su Yi will use this **** battle to declare the world, Tusi Ting, can't provoke!

After the words fell, Su Yi flashed again and went straight to the sky.

The flat face changed, but he deeply felt Su Yi's power. At this moment, Ling Qinghai was entangled. If you have a cold, you really can't go back today!

"prosperity!"

Su Yi squatted down, the air seemed to be torn apart.

If you don't say anything on weekdays, you will just flash aside.

But at this moment, the flat sky was the rebound of the eyelids, and suddenly I felt something was wrong.

Because at this moment he passed by, Su Yi's mouth turned out to be a smile.

He turned sharply and suddenly found a young man behind him.

And this man is his own son, Pingyu!

"Yuer!"

The flat face changed a lot, and the voice was louder.

He finally understood that Su Yi's goal was not his own, but Pingyu.

"Don't you kill me? Don't wait until the final blow, I will give you this chance now!"

Su Yi looked at the flat jade and roared with his palm.

Flat Jade had been shocked in the same place for a long time, watching his palm fall, but it did not respond at all.

His status is very high and it is not fake. He is the young master of Zhen Wuzong, but his talent is not high. Even if he collects mountain resources on weekdays, he will accumulate it. Until now, it was just a dragon soul.

Dragon God, Su Yi can be killed immediately, he is Xiaolong in the district, can you stop it?

"Su Yi!"

The flat scorpion was cracking. Seeing Su Yi shooting at the flat jade, his eyes were blood red on the spot!

"How is this going?"

Su Yi smiled and looked at the weekday.

He usually lacks breath. After several attacks in Qinghai, he gritted his teeth and said: "This sect admits to you. From now on, Zhenwu Sect belongs to the jurisdiction and only you can release it once!

"Hey!"

Having said that, it completely shocked the people present.

"What did he say? I was right?"

"From now on, does Zhen Wuzong belong to Tucson?"

"Has Zhen Wuzong finally surrendered?"

"Submit a fart, didn't you hear it? Just ask Subaliou to let his son go once!"

"This weekday. I really don't know what to say to him. I will hand over the entire sect, even if my master's identity is ignored. Only his son lives, how much do you love?"

Whether it is scattered, members of the Earth God Pavilion, or even Zhenwu Sect, their movements will be suspended after hearing this.

But the expression on everyone's face is completely different.

Those scattered repairs are shocking, but the members of the Tushen Pavilion sneered, and the people of Zhen Wuzong. Sad!

Everyone in Zhenwuzong, all the way to ordinary disciples, went to the two dragons in Yuanxi and Yuandong, and their faces were gray and white. They know that weekdays are short and they love their son, but they never thought they would like this level!

From the beginning of the war to the present, the coalition army led by Hui Haizong and Qi Mingzong has died of 70,000 to 80,000 disciples.

Zhen Wuzong came down and was defeated in the hands of the Earth God Pavilion. This army of 100,000 people died most of the time. Only three or four thousand people are still resisting, still running away, still wanting to live! ..