Chapter 1092: Kill the Three God Kings with one sword!

The young men of the Tuoba family all looked at the young man in white.

When everyone saw the face of the young man in white, they looked different.

"This..." Tuoba Yang Yu was shocked, and his face quickly became gloomy.

"I knew you wouldn't die so easily."

Tuoba Guanfeng murmured to herself, as if she was thinking of something. She turned around and looked behind her. The bronze man with a big knife on her back, with only one eye left, and his upper body was slightly frowning.

"How is it possible? Why is he still alive?"

Tuoba Wang Zhong had a ghost expression, and he didn't want to see that figure than Tuoba Huanglong.

As for Tuoba Liuyun, he was the most excited and excited among all the young masters.

"I knew that Brother Jiu would be fine!" Tuoba Liuyun shouted happily.

"Hmph, it's too early for you to be happy!" Tuoba Huanglong sneered, "This guy doesn't have any other skills. His ability to cause trouble can be called the first in the Tuoba family. How long has it been since he entered the ancient land of the deserted city? He actually practiced blood.

They were all recruited."

"The blood cultivator is extremely difficult and cruel. He is killed by this large number of blood cultivators!"

Tuoba Huanglong Road.

The other young men of the Tuoba family frowned slightly, and no one spoke.

But they all shook their heads slightly. Obviously, in their hearts, they were in the same view as Tuoba Huanglong!

"you!"

Tuoba Liuyun wanted to refute it, but when he saw the solemn expression of Elder Tuoba Liuhuo beside him, he knew that even if Zhao Fang appeared, it would be the first big problem to return safely.

At the forefront of these young men.

There is one person.

Extraordinary outstanding.

This man was wearing a purple star robe and was majestic. He did not have the arrogance of an ordinary young man on his face, but he exuded the noble temperament of a noble man all over his body!

Behind this person, less than two hundred people stood.

He is the one with the least followers of all the young masters except Zhao Fang.

But the other young men looked at this person with vigilance and fear.

because.

His name is Tuoba Diyi!

"Is he Tuoba Leifeng?" Emperor Tuoba stared at Zhao Fang, and under his ordinary eyes, there seemed to be endless swords and swords moving together.

But it was soon covered up again, "The cultivation level is too weak and I am not worthy of being my opponent!"

...

"Master, Tuoba City is ahead!"

Zi Qianlong was flying at full speed, transmitting Zhao Fang while sending a message.

Zhao Fang stared at the vast city ahead, then looked at the blood cultivators behind him, and his eyebrows were twisted into a bump.

"What exactly is wrong? How did it attract so many mad dogs?"

Zhao Fang was very depressed.

After forcing Xueye to use the talent of the Undead Blood Clan, he exploded and escaped.

Zhao Fang rushed towards Tuoba City at full speed.

But soon, he was targeted by some blood cultivators.

It would be fine if it was one or two.

Later, a large group of blood cultivators gathered. Even if Zhao Fang saw that, his scalp was a little numb.

Although he was conceited, when facing the two hundred divine blood cultivators led by three divine king realm blood cultivators, Zhao Fang chose to escape without hesitation!

The gap between the two sides is too big and completely unequal!

There is no need to fight at all!

"You are covered with blood cultivator's unique pursuit order."

Kobayashi.

"Mist grass, why did you say it..." Zhao Fang cursed immediately.

"Well... I just noticed it."

"Your uncle."

Zhao Fang didn't know what to say.

The two sides are getting closer and closer.

At this pace, before you arrive in Tuoba City, you will definitely be caught up by the blood cultivators!

"The strong men of Tuobacheng Sect have come out!"

Zi Qianlong shouted suddenly.

Zhao Fang also saw that the gate of Tuoba City was wide open. Under the leadership of an old man wearing purple armor, hundreds of black cavalrymen rushed out of Tuoba City like ghosts.

Even though they were far apart, Zhao Fang could feel the terrifying evil aura emitted by these black cavalrymen.

As if soaked in blood, the murderous intent condensed to a substantial degree of terror.

Often, just one look can make people fall out without fighting!

"The Black Shura of the Tuoba family!"

The blood cultivators exclaimed.

But after looking at the huge body of the Purple Lightning Divine Eagle, the blood cultivators looked greedy and decided to take the risk!

"Burn blood and rob the Purple Lightning Divine Condor!"

A blood cultivator god shouted.

Bang bang bang ~~

The blood cultivators kept muffled in their bodies. As the blood fog surged, the speed of these people instantly doubled.

In just a few blinks, they were getting closer and closer to Zhao Fang!

"Damn, do you think I have no temper?"

Zhao Fang's eyes were cold and he grabbed his empty hand and a ball of green mist appeared in his hands.

"Wow, the poisonous dragon's aura!" Zhao Fang shouted in a low voice.

The green mist surged, turning into a green dragon, rushing towards the blood cultivators who were rushing towards them.

There are several unlucky blood cultivators who are directly penetrated by the green dragon, and their bloody body immediately turns green.

They foamed at the mouth, their seal hall turned black, and their divine power was cut off and they fell directly from the air!

but.

Most of these pursuers are gods, with extremely strong physical bodies.

Even if he fell from mid-air, he would just fall into a mess and did not die immediately.

"It's poisonous gas! Be careful!"

The leading God of Blood Cultivation waved his hand and the blood mist rolled, turning into a light shield, isolating the poisonous gas from the light shield.

But other gods.

There is no such good luck as him.

Even if you protect yourself with a blood-colored light shield, poisonous gas will invade the light shield, forcing some blood cultivators to stop and use the skills to force the toxins in your body.

This way.

Those who were still chasing Zhao Fang were only three god kings who practiced blood.

"It's a pity that Qin Dulong is just a god. The poisonous dragon aura that exploded is only the power of the third grade. It can threaten the god, but it is of no use to the god king."

"If it is the fourth-grade poisonous dragon energy, even the God King will not be able to take it away!"

Zhao Fang felt a little regretful, but his face was still extremely solemn.

because.

The most powerful enemy is still there.

The three god kings' blood cultivators are getting closer and closer, and they are no more than ten miles away from Zhao Fang.

But at this moment—
To be continued...