Dragon-Marked War God

“I haven't really done my best to get you this far. ”

Jiangdu laughed coldly, the sword in his hand was also constantly trembling, lonely sword will, rise again, a sword long ancient, slaughter the dog life!

“Lonely sword, a sword is ancient! ”

Jiangdust swept across, this punch of Lang Jiupole happened to be bombarded with this sword pair of Jiangdust, the wind cloud mutated, the wind thunder appeared, the clouds rolled, the wind rose in all directions.

The sword, the Grieving Wolf howl, the punch, the wave!

Jiangdu's sword, chopping down the dust, falling, is not only a sword, but also striking, Lang Jiu Pole's broken palm!

“Isn't this-- is this horrible? Lang Jiu Jiu Jie, how dare you cut off your palm? ”

“This guy is horrible. Incredible. I think the Eight Poles might be defeated. ”

“Is Lang Jiu Jiu Pole leaving the scene too? ”

“I'm curious now, will this Chenjiang kill Lang Jiujie? ”

Everyone's eyes are all focused on this moment because they don't know if the next step will be to rush forward and give Lang Jiu a fatal blow.

Even Zheng Junhuang, beside him, is also the color of his face. Looking at his opponent, it must be this Chenjiang.

That sword made Lang Jiuzi's face pale, blood stained, broken hands regenerated, for his imperial realm, it was not difficult, but it was his face that was completely damaged at this moment. His genius disciple at the Eight-Door Gate actually broke his hand directly by Jiangdust, which was not only an insult to him, but also to the Eight-Door Gate.

Jiangdu's candle dragon sword, sword finger Lang Jiuzi, at that moment, everyone is holding their breath, silently watching, Jiangdu, will you do it?

Lang Jiujie looked ugly, but he didn't panic. He was a genius disciple of the Eight Poles Gate. Does this guy dare to touch him with a sweat?

“If you have the guts, just step forward and try it! ”

Lang Jiujiu said with his head up his chest, completely ignoring the river dust.

Jiangdu smiled, the gas of the divine power in his body burst out, the sword went away, directly through the throat of Lang Jiu Pole, crossed up, the head of Lang Jiu Pole, directly cut off, at that moment, the whole field was noisy!

Jiang Dun instantly suppressed the soul of Lang Jiu Pole with a Dayu soul lamp, in case he escaped from the sky.

“I didn't want to kill you. You forced me to kill you at your request. It seemed nothing. ”

Jiangdu smiled slightly. In the soul lamp of Dayu, Lang Jiupole's divine soul constantly begged for forgiveness, but for Jiangdu, it is no longer important. After loading it, do you want to run? None of them exist. Death is dead. Then let's die thoroughly. The soul lamp instantly wipes out the soul of Lang Jiu Pole, and the smoke dissipates completely.

The whole place is loud!

This man, it's horrible, that's a genius disciple of the Eight Poles Gate, you just killed the one at the Eight Poles Gate. Aren't you really afraid to die? And even the hegemonic dollar of the tufting tower before was no exception, all tragically died in the hands of Jiangdu, this man, is a demon.

Jun Zheng's pupils were tight and he stared dead at Jiangdu. This man was a dangerous man, he didn't even have to say that he killed Lang Jiupole, but he did it, and he was still so idle, he had no fear, you know that he had killed two people, and they were all big people with one shot, it was important!

If the hegemonic yuan is nothing to the whole floating butcher tower, but at least it is the chief disciple of the Vajra floating butcher, Vajra floating butcher, will never sit idly by, and the Eight Poles Gate will definitely do everything possible for the death of Lang Jiu Pole, against the river and dust.

He's undoubtedly making it harder for himself to survive, just to find a way to die.

“Killing the Dynasty Yuan first, then chopping Lang Jiu Jiu Pole. This Chenjiang is horrible. This time, I don't think it's easy to see Jun Chung's situation. ”

Some people already have a tremendous panic about the river and dust. This is a genius harvester. No one, no sect, no power, no face, no doubt chopped. This also makes many people wonder who his background is, who is holy, how dare you kill so much!

At this moment, Jiangdust has become the focal point of all people throughout the Shanhaizong. Even Zhengzheng Chung, as the most powerful competitor of Shanhaizong, appears to be quite bleak in front of Jiangdust. Not because he was weak, but because Jiangdu's methods were too harsh, and he killed people who were famous and valuable.

Yang Zen also has numb scalp, you son of a bitch too harsh, right? It's not enough to kill a hegemonic yuan, but to kill another Lang Jiu Pole in a row, this is pushing my mountain sea zong into a fire pit, how can there be such a pit? Are you here to kiss or smash the scene?

Yang Zen was emotional in his heart, but as he had said before, life and death were irrespective. At this time, he said that everything was futile. He could only mourn this river and dust. It was just a stunner.

“The horrible guy, he's a madman, and it's very difficult to imagine that Jung-hyung is right for him. ”

“Haha, I'm looking forward to it more and more. What exactly will this guy do with Jun Chung, if he kills Jun Chung, it will look good. ”

“You're afraid the world won't mess up. If it's really dangerous, do you think those old Shanhaizong guys will ignore it? ”

The people around us are also Jinjin Happy Road. At least not all of them are comparable. Today's river dust is simply a mixed demon king who encounters a god and kills a Buddha.

Floating Tower, Eight Poles! These two forces were all offended by Jiangdu. What he might face next is more than just a floating slaughter tower. Even if Jiangdu finally won, would Shanhai Zongzheng dare to take him in? Isn't that clearly an enemy of the whole of Central China? The floating tower and the eight gates will certainly not stop.

And Jiangdust, the fighter who started it, was a light face, retracted the candle dragon sword, a smile, at this moment, everyone understood the smile of the devil.

At this moment, it is also the end of the victory of Wang Yunliang. However, he did not kill the killer. After all, he is from Shanhaizong. There is still a lot of style to be had. In the end, he also looked at Jiangdu.

“It seems that this final showdown will not escape you and me. ”

Jiang Junhuang looked at the river and dust, and the divine color was also very apathetic. Though Jiangdu passed through Guan Cut General, even Hedao Yuan and Lang Jiu Pole were folded into his hands, but he would not easily fail like those two pussies.

“I'm not going to kill you, and I don't think you'll agree with Shanhaizong. I didn't want to kill Lang Jiu Pole, but he insisted on dying and forced me to kill him, so I had this tantrum that I couldn't help but send him to Hell Nose. Don't make me do this. I'm going crazy. I'm scared myself. ”

Jiangdu smiled and said.

Xiaojun snorted coldly and didn't think of it.

“Come on, let me see how many pounds you've got, dare be so arrogant, I'm not one of them trash. ”

Zhengjun was very wary, and he couldn't wait to marry the goddess in his heart.

This war, unleash it now!