Dragon-Marked War God

“What?”

Old Tiankui's eyes are directly silly, his face is full of shock color, his eyes look at Yang Xianfan completely changed, there is no previous feeling of high and high, his eyes also put away all contempt for Yang Xianfan, to reach his level, he knows the battle situation incredibly well, just one collision, he knows that he is not this Yang Xianfan opponent today.

This depresses the elderly Tiankui and greatly damages their strong self-esteem.

“Haha, see, Tianqi old man is not the opponent of Wang, came up and fell into the downwind. ”

“Well, that's wonderful. It's no wonder the Emperor sent him. Such strength is enough for him to be alone. ”

“Old Tianqi was going to be so foolish that he rushed to kill Wang, but now he's not his opponent, he's embarrassed. ”

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When Yang Xiaofan really took the upper hand, people on the side of the Great Qian Empire got really excited. Although there was confidence in Wang before, Wang's cultivation was weaker than that of Tianqi's elderly people. Now, all the worries in his heart are gone.

“Well, the younger generation of my Great Dry Empire has hope. ”

The Nine Kings seemed very excited. After all, the extraordinary rise of Yang represented in itself the happiness of the Great Dry Empire.

Over the sky, Tiankui's elderly man, although surprised in his heart, did not retreat. His face at this level is sometimes more important than anything. Most important is dignity and face. This time, he volunteered to pay such a big guarantee to Yuntian Double. If he went back like this, this man could be thrown big, he could not lift his head up in the future, and even the face of Tianyu dynasty was thrown away.

The massive killer struck out of Tiankui's body again, he adjusted his condition to the best, ready to strike again, he did not believe, with his strength, that he would not be an early junior opponent of Immortality.

On the other hand, Yang Xianfan's mouth was smiling and his will to fight soared. This was the first time he had fought a middle-aged master of Immortal Priesthood, and the first battle in his name since his promotion to Immortal Priesthood. He longed for such a battle.

Boom...

Old Tiankui moved. This time, his palms came out together. Two giant eagle claws were evolved by him. The atmosphere of terror was even more powerful than just now. Immortality blocked the entire battlefield and completely locked Yang's breath.

Yang Fanfan was equally so, he was very aggressive, his hands held up, and a kun appeared on the palm of his hand. It was like a small world, carrying the power of the world. This was the means at the bottom of Yang Fanfan's box. Neither side wanted to waste time, and both sides engaged in the most powerful offense. After this encounter, this battle was about to face an end.

Boom...

Once again, the unparalleled attacks collide with each other, directly creating a landslide in the sky, Yang Fanfan punched out, the destructive force is unimaginable.

The people below were also nervous, and they looked at the battle with the anticipation, and they naturally wished Yang extraordinary victory.

Evolved eagle claws still can't resist the power of Yang Fanfan Qankun, torn to shreds, Tiankui elderly people were extremely shocked, the whole person was bounced out, the corner of his mouth spilled a little blood, after all, he is just an ordinary master of immortality, to achieve his cultivation, almost exhausted all potential, want to become even more difficult for life.

In terms of qualifications and potential, old Tiankui and Yang Xianfan are not of a grade at all, there is a difference of 18,000 miles.

“Damn it, this bastard is so powerful, it seems impossible to kill him today, keep fighting, my life is here. ”

Old Tianqi was incredibly stubborn, but there was nothing he could do. Now it is certain that he is definitely not Yang Xianfan's opponent. It is even more impossible to take Yang Xianfang's life. By now, it is no longer time to be ashamed.

“Yang Xianfan, next time is your time of death. ”

Old Tianqi left a cold message and then walked straight away. With his strength, even if he could not fight Yang Xianfan, there was no problem escaping.

Unfortunately, just when the Tiankui elderly man made the escape action, a figure moved. The Nine Kings were very fast and blinked in front of the Tiankui elderly man.

“Old Tiankui, since you're here, don't go. ”

The Nine Kings have been watching the changes in the battlefield and feeling surprised for Yang's strength, but he also saw that Yang Xiaofan could easily defeat Tiankui's elderly, but if Tiankui's elderly were willing to flee, Yang Xiaofan might still be unable to stop him.

So at the moment of Tiankui's old man's departure, the Nine Kings made a decisive move.

“The Nine Kings of the Great Dry Empire. ”

Seeing the Ninth Prince, Tiankui's old man almost didn't spray his old blood. He began to yell at those two bastards who conveyed the news in his heart. This fucking news was too inaccurate. He knew that the Ninth Prince was here and wouldn't come over to kill him. Don't say Yang was extraordinary. He fought alone, he couldn't even fight the Ninth Prince.

Now that the Nine Kings and Yang Xianfan have clamped back and forth, and he has suffered some minor injuries in the battle just now, I'm afraid even escape has become a luxury.

“Old Tianqi, I don't know who gave you the courage to come here alone. ”

The Nine Kings laughed and said, "Old Tiankui himself did not see it, especially now that he has been injured, it is even more unlikely that he is his opponent. In Tiankui's current state, the Nine Kings are going to kill him, which is easy.

Old Tiankui's face was depressed, but he didn't say a word. He knew that he might be compromised here today because of intelligence failures.

“Nine princes, spare me my life, I am old Tiankui to withdraw from this war. ”

Old Tiankui said that he didn't want to die, and death had always been too far away for him.

Pfft!

Old Tiankui, who put his heart on the Nine Kings, did not expect that Yang Xianfan behind it would suddenly strike.

By the time he realized it was too late, Yang Fanfan's sharp long sword directly penetrated his body. Under no defensive circumstances, it was impossible for the old man Tianqi to block Yang Fanfan's sudden attack.

“Losing is losing. It's a war in itself. Winning or losing is life or death. You should have thought of this before you did anything to me. ”

Yang Fafan's cold voice sounded in Tiankui's old man's ears, feeling the life lost in his body, Tiankui's old man completely desperate.

As Yang Xianfan said, this is a war. Winning or losing represents life and death. If Yang Xianfan falls into his own hands today, he will not let Yang Xianfan go.