Dragon-Marked War God

“The boy is afraid of being demonized. Although I don't really believe that he killed so many people, at this moment, I have to believe that almost seventy people have all died under his sword. Such a terrible war will surely shock the entire city of Cologne. ”

Di Long ancestors rarely became serious. The brows were filled with heavy colors. Although Liu Quanchao and Zhang Lei were both strongly involved, they were still stopped by Ren Yuan and Di Long ancestors.

Although they do not know the origin of this matter, at least their people in the heavens and the earth are absolutely unable to kill each other. Today, Xuan Qingdu is already a scorchhead. As a brotherly sect, it is natural not to be able to refuel the fire at this time.

Moreover, both the human son and Dilong ancestor accepted the gift of the river and dust, at least they could not participate in it.

“In this war, Jiang Dun opened a killing ring, he will definitely die, Meng Fanpeng, Li Tianfire, Jiangchengzi, these three guys, where is a fuel-saving light? It's just that they're noble and they're not involved, but it doesn't seem to be long now, so they're going to have to do it. Jiangdu's growth rate is terrifying. Even these old guys are probably terrified of the river and dust and have a whole new understanding. ”

Ren Yuanzi sighed.

“No wonder, the three demons of the Divine Dan Sect, the Haunted Eye Sect and the Qinghe Sect all died in his hands. I must say, if we Huang Yan Sect had such a genius, I could also have laughed at Jiuquan. ”

Mu Tian benevolently said, I don't know if it is ridicule or approval.

Jiangdu has a strong temper, the will is no different, 800 disciples, although they have joined the battle, but Jiangdu killed one person one step at a time, it is quite scary, everyone is no longer as small as the beginning of the war, because if they accidentally fought, they may be the next to fall.

“What a river dust, indeed a rogue thief, is still killing. ”

Jiangcheng son of Shendanzhong, his eyes grew colder and colder, he even couldn't wait to try, they Shendanzhong only walked out of two disciples, eventually all killed by Jiangdungge, can see how big the hatred between them is.

The killing path of the river and dust continues. Even if there is a battle with the evil of the world under the heavenly realm, it is difficult to stop the river and dust from continuing to kill. One sword at a time, the cold slaughter is unstoppable.

Jiangdust is now red eyes, his will, is totally inspired, these people who do not know the evil ones, will spit him on the land of ten thousand people, then he will risk ten thousand people, what fear? Jiang Dun is such a person. He would rather teach me to be negative than teach me to be negative.

In his eyes, there is no well-deserved heart, there is no right or wrong, kill if you want to, kill with pleasure, and the direction is gloomy, this is Jiangdu.

“He seems stronger. ”

Xuanlan steps are fierce, approaching the river dust, Long Trident Hua Long, between the heavens and the earth, covering the river dust, but the river dust is still fearless, the sword trite crosses, the fire flashes, the light flashes, countless masters go to the rear, the river dust is stable as Taishan, and the battle and retreat, sweeping the six-in-one of the eight deserts.

Jiangdu is a fierce atmosphere, and the fighting is increasingly fierce. A heavenly dragon sword, a pair of iron fists, deterrence from all sides, and countless masters are difficult to inflict any injuries on him. The endurance and constant resilience of Jiangdu are also extremely scary.

Half an hour, the battle of Jiangdust has reached the state of white fever, and more than a hundred people have died, but Jiangdust is still decisive to kill, you are welcome, a sword will fall, will surely be accompanied by a scream and scream, painful mourning, constant ears.

“If this continues, I'm afraid Jiangdu will really kill the Quartet. If you don't do it, kill him quickly! ”

Li Tian fire and cold voice echoed on the void. At this moment, all talent like a dream, more than a hundred people have fallen. If this continues, Jiangdust will kill more people, and his condition has not diminished slightly compared to the peak, the power of Jiangdust is enduring, making everyone tremendously shocked. In the case of ordinary people, even human nautical tactics and wheel tactics have already defeated him, but Jiangdust is still as brave as a tiger, and the sword is still so terrible.

Only Xuanlan, Xujin, Yu Rongyin and others were able to block the attack of the river and dust, but it was still difficult to cause any injuries to him.

Hundreds of people have joined forces, and this moment, prompted by a great deal of fire, has caused a breakdown, because even if it continues to delay, it will not necessarily be able to drag down the river and dust.

“Jiangdu, today is your day! ”

Xuanxuan Lan made all his efforts. After all, at this time, the person who most wanted Jiangdu to die was him. If Jiangdu had not fought himself and saved his life at the last moment of Tang Zhen, perhaps he would have folded his wings in the hands of Jiangdu. How could Xuanxuan Lan have let Jiangdu go? I thought the river and dust would gradually be dragged to death, but now it seems that this guy's endurance is really strong and outrageous. Eight hundred people fought in battle for half an hour, but his face didn't stop beating. Who can believe it?

Xuanlan knows that Meng Fanpeng can't wait. If it wasn't for their elders, they would have killed Jiangdu already. That's why they didn't do it. They were worried that someone would talk, and a generation of strong people would kill their younger generations. This is quite discouraging.

“A trident is dry! Die, Jiangdu. ”

When Xuanlan broke through the sky, 90,000 miles across, the eight sides thundered, the clouds were dense, and Xuanlan's domination allowed all disciples to take a breath of cold air, also a half-step heavenly realm, but the gap between them and Xuanlan was quite large, and Xuanlan's strength, even reversing the heavenly realm, no one would suspect.

Jiangdu smiled, a sword approached, no fear at all. At this moment, if he retreated, hundreds of people would drown themselves like the tide.

Fightable. Never back!

“The sword broke the sky! ”

The heavenly dragon sword is interwoven with the blow of Xuan Lan, the thunder flashes, the sky changes color, the river dust does not move as much as the mountain, Xuan Lan, is also full of war. At this moment, both people are all backward, no one can occupy the upper wind.

Jiangdu can actually fight 800 genius disciples in the later stages of the divine human realm. This battle, whether won or lost, the fame of Jiangdu will surely spread across the entire boundary of the river.

World War I is famous for knowing that, in the view of many people, Jiangdu has died without regret.