"I just believe you." Zuo Wuzhou was very anxious: "They are coming soon, please leave quickly."

Yasha felt hot in his heart and showed a violent look: "Don't worry, I will protect the Zuo family for you. I will avenge you after I succeed in training."

After Yaksha finished speaking, he left. Zuo Wuzhou had no time to think about it, and he was wondering how Yaksha could say these words as carefully and solemnly as an oath.

"Left thief, you courageous gangster!"

"Zuo Xiaoxiao, let me see where you are going to escape! There is no room for you even in the ends of the world."

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The voice was getting closer and closer, especially the breath of Emperor Wu. Zuo Wuzhou flew downstream along the river: "It seems that everything that should come has come, so even if I die, I will die.

It was so violent that it dragged many people to death together."

He moved and jumped, rushing dozens of miles downstream at the fastest speed.

Suddenly, Zuo Wuzhou felt something and said with a cold expression: "Why are there so many more Martial Emperors? Besides Liudong City and Tan Nu, who else is there?"

After counting them in detail, he was suddenly shocked: "The four new Martial Emperor's auras are the ones from Tamsui Country."

"It's not good. You talk about anger so fast!" Zuo Wuzhou was sweating like rain, and he struggled to burst out his soul power again. He rushed downstream: "My only chance of survival, I can never give up."

The soul monks roared angrily and flew across the sky, plundering from Sanmiao City. At a glance, there were no less than hundreds of them.

Talking about anger is like the head of a rocket, and every movement is a burning sensation. The leader is the Martial Emperor with the highest cultivation level and the fastest speed. Liu Muyun and other four Danshui Martial Emperors fly across the fan, releasing their perception to the extreme along the way.

, to draw the line.

Liudong City was puzzled as to why Liu Muyun also took action against Zuo Wuzhou. Is it to sell off to the strong men in Ronghe District? It doesn't seem like it.

After several battles, the Martial Lords of various sects from various countries fell one after another. Of the more than 40 Martial Lords left, more than 30 came together. They looked eagerly, full of murderous intent, and led hundreds of Martial Lords.

, chase and intercept.

The magnitude of the scene is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Hundreds of powerful people gathered here, all for one person. Looking at such a scene for thousands of years, I am afraid it has never happened before.

It is said that it is to deal with one person. Even if it is a war between two regions, it will never be such a huge scene.

The soul monks didn't realize it at first, but when they took a closer look, they saw that there were soul monks all over the mountains and plains, and all of them had a cultivation level of Martial Lord or above. They were all secretly shocked. Since ancient times, the sky has been angry and people have complained, and people have committed many evil deeds.

There has never been such a massive and extravagant siege that caused public outrage.

Liudongcheng looked back, feeling a wave of heaven-ruling emotions in his heart, and was secretly shocked: "I didn't think Zuo Wuzhou was so powerful at first, but I didn't expect that today, we already need so many soul monks to surround and kill him.

This person is difficult to deal with, too difficult to deal with."

It should be noted that only by being able to do what others cannot do is the true nature of a man.

"There are a lot of people coming. About a few hundred people. Almost all the strong men from Sanmiao City are here." Zuo Wuzhou sensed the aura and made a judgment in his heart, but he felt a sense of pride: "The man is dead.

He must die so vigorously."

It's true. Ninety percent of the powerful people in Sanmiao City have already arrived.

Although Tan Nu was extremely fast, Zuo Wuzhou was not slow either. It was very difficult to catch up immediately.

But at this moment, Zuo Wuzhou's expression changed again. As he flew past, he looked somewhere, and saw the approaching aura. He was horrified: "Three great martial emperors? Where did they come from?"

The furious roar shook the world, and it was the roar of Mao Daolin: "Zuo Wuzhou, I will cut you into pieces for the Yunxiao Sect today!"

"There is another remnant of Emperor Martial in the Yunxiao Sect? Why haven't I heard of it before?" Zuo Wuzhou remained motionless, with thoughts abounding: "This time, several people must be killed, the remnants of Yunxiao must be killed, Liudong City must be killed, and Tan Wu must be killed.

Kill. Unfortunately, my cultivation is not enough, so I’m afraid it will be difficult to do it.”

"Put Nu and Liudong City aside for now, kill the remaining members of the Yunxiao Sect first at all costs."

He has a deep feud with the Yunxiao Sect. Therefore, the Yunxiao Sect is the most dangerous and poses the greatest potential danger to the Zuo family.

As soon as he thought about it, he sensed the remnants of Yunxiao's three Martial Emperors, who were getting closer and closer, and happened to cross over and block his way. Zuo Wuzhou calmed down, sensed the speed and rhythm of the three Martial Emperors, and made some calculations silently.

Change: "No, they just stopped me."

But for a short while, Zuo Wuzhou rushed downstream like a fire, and a furious aura shot into the sky halfway. It was blasted out dozens of meters away. Such power actually caused the heavy rain to stop for a while.

"Explode!" He seized the time and scored accurately, his body skills exploded instantly, and his hula speed skyrocketed.

The power of the combat technique was so great that Zuo Wuzhou was affected by the residual power, spilled a mouthful of blood, and flew down with several consecutive somersaults!

Mao Daolin and two of Emperor Wu's friends swooped towards him and were pulled away a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye. He sneered and shouted: "My Yunxiao Sect's hatred must be paid with blood!"

Tan Nu broke out almost at the same time, and Liu Dongcheng and others were slightly slower, slightly slower.

"It seems that we can't get away. We have to go five miles, but we can't get through even these five miles."

Zuo Wuzhou didn't feel anything, and his expression was full of drama: "There are nine great martial emperors who came to surround me and kill me. It seems that if I don't show my death to them this time, I can't bear their kindness and respect."
Chapter completed!