Immortality Cultivation Era

The white shirt man has a sense of crisis.

He felt the murderousness of Gao Ge, and the hand pinched around his neck seemed to exert a little force, and his throat would break.

At this moment, he was already shrouded in fear of death.

He had no doubt what Gao Ge said just now.

Therefore, he wouldn't ask the phrase "Dare you kill me?" such a long-spoken phrase, just thinking that it was really too much to ask such words at this time.

"If you killed me, you offended the Yanglong clan..." The white shirt man struggled.

It's already a remarkable thing to be able to say a complete sentence intermittently while being pinched by Gao Ge.

Gao Ge frowned and sneered, "So what? I have to bear with you, and give your hands what you want?"

"..." The man in the white shirt did not answer, but he was not speechless, but did not know how to answer at all.

He thought about it carefully, and felt that what he just said was actually superfluous.

Since becoming a fairy cultivator, have fewer people offended Gao Ge?

Poison Sect, Wu Family, Jiuyang Sect...

But now, Gao Ge is fortunately standing here, and the Star Sect is still famous in the heaven and earth, but what about the Wu Family Poison Sect and the Jiuyang Sect?

Of course.

The white shirt man believes that with the strength of the Yanglong clan, the three martial arts families are nothing, but the strength of the Xingchen Sect is equally good, and if the dragon clan comes out of the nest, I am afraid that the Dragon Pavilion will not Stand idly by, and the Dragon Clan is not without enemies in Dongtianfudi. If they are allowed to perceive something and prepare to seize this opportunity, how should the Dragon Clan be at home?

Thinking of this, the white shirt man had a headache.

He felt that he still underestimated Gao Ge.

Also underestimated the Star Sect.

Neither Gao Ge nor Xingchen Zong are soft persimmons.

"Let me go, we can talk..."

Gao Ge smashed the punch and drove the white shirt man out.

Before the other party got up, Gao Ge quickly stepped forward and kicked.

"Talk? Did Lao Tzu talk to you?"

After talking, another punch fell.

The man in the white shirt opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but unexpectedly Gao Ge hit another punch on his face. At this moment, both front teeth were smashed and flew out.

"I can't figure it out. Why do you raise a dragon family? How can you be so bully? I think I'm bullying? There are dragons and lions in Yaohai. Don't you know? What happened? I brought one out, so you guys stared at it?"

Xia Shengtang frowned and suddenly shot, holding Gao Ge.

"Are you kid crazy? If you fight again, he will really die."

Gao Ge gave him a look.

"Even if you are out of breath, if you really kill him, the Yanglong clan will not give up."

"You are wrong." Gao Ge said with a smile. "We broke their dragon soul. Do you think they will not remember?"

"..." Xia Shengtang was stunned.

"So, since this is the case, it would be better, let them hurt a little bit more." After this sentence, the high singer Zhong Feijian quickly swept away.

If in the heyday state, the man in the white shirt is sure that he can avoid the sword, but now, he is helpless and can only watch the sword strike his chest.

"stop!"

A loud cry came, and a violent wave stiffly intercepted the flying star sword in the air.

"Did I raise the dragon family, you also want to kill?"

Hearing this voice, the white shirt man's originally desperate expression finally eased. He turned his face and looked at the direction of the sound ecstatically, like a drowning man grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Song Ming, save me!"

Gao Ge sneered and looked at Yue Xincheng. Yue Xincheng immediately enlightened and walked quickly. As a result, he just lifted the dragon chopper in his hand, and a white light rainbow suddenly attacked Yue Yuecheng, accompanied by a dragon roar .

"Another one?" Gao Ge laughed. "Lao Tzu wants to see, how many dragon souls are there in your family of keeping dragons!"

Having finished speaking, he sold a gang step and brought up a gust of wind, which rushed towards Bai Hong.

"Come on!" The white dragon soul raised his head again, charged up, and sang a little under his feet. His body rushed away. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the tail of the white rainbow dragon soul, and pulled him down. .

"Yue Xincheng!" Gao Ge shouted.

"coming!"

Yue Xincheng also jumped up, very fast, and passed the dragon chopper in his hand, beheading the dragon soul.

"You... do you dare?" The voice was filled with despair and shock. I didn't expect that Gao Ge and Yue Xincheng could achieve such a tacit understanding, and they extinguished their dragon souls when they raised their hands, which made him feel palpitations. What's more, the defense of the Dragon Soul is still very strong. Even if the Grandmaster Realm Cultivator wants to destroy his Dragon Soul, it will take a lot of time and energy, but the other party holds the long knife and slashes himself. Dragon Soul is like tofu with a knife.

"It's knife anger? No, it's the knife!" The voice was epiphany.

At this time, the master of the voice has also come to them.

It is also a middle-aged man, but he is wearing a purple shirt with a square face, like an IPA going out.

It makes Gao Ge feel that he is opening a video with others.

"Sovereign Gao, great courage, knowing that we are the people of the Dragon Clan, do you still dare to kill?" The man in the purple shirt moved forward.

"Go!" Gao Ge didn't want to talk to him at all.

The man in the purple shirt changed his face and quickly backed away.

"Gao Ge, do you really want to be the enemy of raising a dragon with me?"

"Now that's it, could it be idle egg pain?" Gao Ge carried the flying star sword again, and he was murderous. "When you come up, you will find me the way to ask for the dragon lion and domesticate the dragon lion. Are you old?"

"We can talk..."

"I won't talk."

"Good!" the man in the purple shirt sneered. "When you beheaded me to raise the two dragon souls of the dragon family, there was no talk."

"Oh." Gao Ge smiled, held out his hand, and made a move.

"Come here," he said lightly.

"..." The man in the purple shirt looked somber.

He is different from the white shirt man.

This can be judged by the clothes they wear.

Purple shirts can only be worn by core members of the Yanglong family.

For the Yanglong family, the color of the clothes is the disparity in status, and the purple shirt is a symbol of their identity.

It is precisely because of this that his strength is stronger than that of the white shirt man, but now, the Dragon Soul has been shattered, and is also absorbed by the Dragon Slasher, and his combat power will also be sharply reduced.

"Song Ming, let's go, I'll stop them." The man in the white shirt slowly stood up and spit out blood, and the corners of his mouth had been cracked. Now, he looks as if he is embarrassed.

A man in a purple shirt named Song Ming looked at him, sneered, and said, "Do you think they can leave me?"

"Oh?" Yue Xincheng smiled, "Aren't you stiff? Come, come, I just want to see, my master's realm, what is the difference compared to you."

After that, the knife went.