In the formation of a large number of stars, even if Zhan Sanlang had the courage to fight desperately, he would not have the strength to fight desperately. The cut of his long sword was the beginning of his miserable beginning.

The sword bullied himself again, and he had no choice but to dodge!

The long sword brushed past his shoulders, and a strand of hair fell on the sword light.

Zhan Sanlang was shocked and sweated, but he might as well kicked one leg from below!

Bang!

Of course, Zhou Xiang's mid-stage strength of the ninth level is not the same as that of a person. His tall and thin body flew up like a kite with a broken string, floating towards the distance, accompanied by a howl, getting farther and farther away.

Zhou Xiang's eyes immediately widened, it seemed that they were flying too far, right?

As if he was thinking of something, his figure immediately flashed and chased towards Zhan Sanro.

"Don't be afraid, my friend, if you have a seal, you can't even fly out!"

Um?

Listening to Dexuan's shouting, Zhou Xiang's heart immediately let go.

Zhan Sanro did go from the air to the edge of equal strength as he thought.

Dong!

It was like ringing a bell, and the object used was Zhan Saburo!

After hitting the invisible shield, Zhan Sanro's body immediately fell down like a rag.

Zhou Xiang, who arrived in the air, grinned and punched the rag.

The falling body flew up again, like the air, inevitably hitting the shield again!

Zhan Sanro was dizzy and had not yet awakened, and he received a second heavy blow, and the punch was indeed straight in the abdomen.

"Ao!"

With a scream, he was completely awakened, realizing the entire process from fainting to waking up from pain.

But when he woke up, the impact occurred again. This time he did not faint. After all, he was still in the pain and his speed was not as fast as he ran away with all his strength just now.

But the next moment, he regretted very much why he didn't faint.

Zhou Xiang followed Zhan Sanlang, but he did not punch and punch during his whereabouts. Instead, he pressed his neck with one hand and rushed downwards violently.

Dong!

The sound of ringing the bell continued, and this time Zhou Xiang became the bell ringer, and the one he used was Zhan Sanro.

The invisible formation barrier began to tremble. Zhou Xiang did not let go after the impact, but pressed Zhan Sanlang's neck down.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

The intermittent friction and the sounds produced by the impact were like this, and Zhan Sanlang was pressed by Zhou Xiang to rub against the barrier.

The feeling of humiliation and pain were mixed together, and there was no desire to fight anymore. Zhan Sanro was inexplicably now and had the urge to die immediately.

I think of him as a high-ranking saint, who is a teacher in the academy. He is a peak figure everywhere in the mainland, but now he is treated like this by a junior, a student from the academy.

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated, but what if he is humiliated?

If you are not as strong as others, you can only bear it.

In Zhou Xiang's dictionary, he did not respect the enemy's ideas and killed the other party at all costs. This is the highest principle of his battle, such as benevolence, righteousness and morality, which are considered before or after the battle.

boom!

The friction is getting faster and faster, but there is an end in the end.

With a loud bang, Zhan Saburo's shame reached the end, but in the loud bang of falling to the ground, he fainted again.

Zhou Xiang looked at the unconscious Zhan Sanlang and did not punch or punch, but raised the Blood Evil Sword high, preparing to deal with Zhan Sanlang.

Zhou Xiang still remembers how much manpower is spent to form this formation. The loss of the formation is still fresh in memory, and the temptation of killing Zhan Sanlang is also huge.

If you directly upgrade to the ninth level intermediate level, let alone improve your strength, how many crystals can you save?

"You can't kill him!"

A voice of some fear sounded, but was very stubborn!

Zhou Xiang looked to the side, Hua Qianjiao stood up with blood all over her body, obviously not completely avoiding the shock waves of the battle just now!

"What qualifications do you have to stop me?" Zhou Xiang asked back sarcastically!

Hua Qian shouted madly: "Zhan Sanlang is already the chief guardian of my flying eagle demon thieves group. As long as you let us go, I

It can guarantee that you will be rich and prosperous, and you will be able to reach more than one person and more than ten thousand people!”

Zhou Xiang narrowed his eyes: "Can you represent the Eagle Demon Thieves Group?"

But the waves in my heart are stormy, and it is the Eagle Demon Thieves Group again?

If we can make Zhan Sanlang, a high-level saint, join immediately, how powerful do they have?

Seeing Zhou Xiang’s intentions move, Hua Qianjiao immediately said, “Don’t worry, as long as you let me go, I’ll talk to you, Lord Demon Lord!”

In Hua Qianjiao's expectant eyes, Zhou Xiang smiled cruelly, and the blood evil sword in his hand shone brightly.

"You can't kill him, otherwise the Flying Eagle Demon Thieves will die. Do you want to bear our anger?"

Zhou Xiang looked at Hua Qianjiao and said disdainfully, "Will my Buddha Sect Zhang San be afraid of your Eagle Demon Thieves Group?"

"You~ I can give you a demon seal card. There is no need to kill him, you can take him as a demon pet!" Hua Qianjiao said almost begging!

But what responded to her was the sword light falling ruthlessly, like cutting tofu, without any obstacle.

When Zhou Xiang picked up Zhan Sanlang's head, he walked towards Hua Qianjiao, sneering in his heart, the high-level demon pet of the Saint Lord?

Although it sounds very attractive, Zhou Xiang will not be confused when upgrading to the first level and placing a time bomb around him.

Hua Qianjiao looked at Zhou Xiang getting closer and closer, and her heart was filled with despair.

It is impossible to escape in the current situation. She can only rely on Zhan Saburo. After all, if the other party lets Zhan Saburo go, she will be able to let her go, but if she kills Zhan Saburo, she will never let her go.

That's why I tried my best to stop it, but it failed in the end.

Looking at Zhou Xiang who had already walked closer and the sword he held up, Hua Qianjiao trembled, knowing that fate was destined, she couldn't help but close her eyes.

But the sword was nowhere to be seen. She opened her eyes with a trembling trembling, but found that Zhou Xiang's figure was moving away.

"Haha, leave you to my senior brother. After all, his recent sword love story is good to use you as a stove for training your desire."

Hua Qianjiao finally breathed a sigh of relief, then collapsed to the ground, but couldn't help thinking!

He is talking about Zhou Xiang, but is Zhou Xiang a kind of person?

Zhang San, who turned into Zhou Xiang, walked to the formation. When the sound of drum beat stopped and the flags had been put away, he suddenly jumped away, leaving only countless city defense forces and judges rushing into the ruins, and Wan Yangxi's howling loudly!

"Senior brother, don't leave. I have admired you for a long time, Senior brother, my cousin..."

Wan Yangxi looked at Zhou Xiang's departure with regret, turning into Zhang San, and felt extremely disappointed, but he had to calm down and walk towards the ruins of the battlefield.

He was still scared about today's sudden battle. If it weren't for the senior brother coming and his cousin's escape artifact sent by his cousin on Wednesday, he might have been like following Wanying.

The Datong court must be paralyzed, if the other two empires attack...

Wan Yangxi stopped thinking about it, but walked hatefully.

There are corpses everywhere, and there are comatose people pretending to be corpses. Among them, there are many advanced cultivators. However, in front of cultivators above the eighth level of the Judgment Army, the injured and awakened sporadic cultivators are obviously not enough to see.

"Damn it, someone came to make trouble in my datong. It's so brave!"

A loud shout sounded above the ruins. The cleaning soldiers looked up and found that it was Zhou Xiang, a national sergeant, and the people from the Trial Army saluted them together!

"Welcome to the Marquis!"

Wan Yangxi started yelling directly!

"Cousin, I'm here, this!"

Zhou Xiang descended to him as he thought, but Wan Yangxi said nervously: "Cousin, why are you glaring at me again? I didn't provoke you!"

"Because you disturbed my cousin's grace in the sky!" Zhou Xiang said in a grudge.

Wan Yangxi's face turned pale, as if this was the case.

"Cousin, please let me go this time. I have something to tell you, do you have a junior brother?"

Zhou Xiang knew in his heart that this kid came to verify himself. Zhou Xiang decided to do the opposite in response to Wan Yangxi's suspicion!

"have no idea!"

Wanyang

Xi Yidai asked, "His name is Zhang San, and he also uses swords. His sword skills are exactly the same as yours!"

"I don't know, my master recognizes his apprentice when he sees someone. At his speed, he should have hundreds of thousands of apprentices now, right?"

Wan Yangxi was stunned after hearing this, hundreds of thousands of apprentices?

"But he knows you, and he also said you are his senior brother!"

But Zhou Xiang rolled his eyes and said, "Ah, this, the apprentices he values ​​more will tell them that I am their senior brother!"
To be continued...