Another long street.

Zhang Yuan stopped and ignored the crowd that fled, sensing the faint aura of fighting over the Great Reincarnation Realm. He looked at the figure of the Black Flag Army who appeared at the end of the sky and was a little hesitant.

I am afraid but not afraid.

But he felt that he was here to find the young master. If he was involved in this dispute and would get angry, it would be very unwise!

maybe……

It will leave an incompetent impression on Gu Tian.

"How about it?"

Looking at Wu Meng's head in his hand, he comforted himself: "Maybe, they didn't mean it..."

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Before he finished speaking, three sounds of breaking through the air came again!

Bang bang bang bang!

Three heads rolled down at his feet again, and lined up side by side!

"this……"

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, looked at it carefully for a few seconds, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

This is a family!

"Okay, okay!"

He laughed in anger and temporarily left the matter of looking for the young master behind him.

How could it be such a coincidence?

I'm here to have a lot of people in the family?

If it weren't intentional.

I don’t believe it if I beat you to death!

His eyes turned and he looked into the distance. He set off again, at a very fast speed!

“Once again and again!”

"So many more humiliating me!"

"You are dead! I said Zhang Yuan! Even if the Lord comes up, I can't save you!"

...

In the battlefield.

From Gu Han rushing into the battle formation with a powerful force, killing three people instantly, to the head flying, it only took two breaths!

Until now.

The black flag troops only reacted.

shame!

A great shame!

The eight demon generals suddenly felt a dull face and felt extremely ashamed!

Black Flag Army!

It was built at a great price by Chunyu Qiong, known as the elite among the elite. When they encountered the enemy, they were invincible, but now...

"Form a formation!"

"Formation!!"

“…”

Thinking of this, the eight demon generals were so angry that they roared repeatedly and ordered again!

"yes!"

The black flag army responded together, and the sound was like a tsunami!

Boom boom boom boom!

The black flag fluttered, and the formation map changed again. In the blink of an eye, a complete formation was already assembled!

boom!

The battle formation is concluded.

Under the guidance of the eight demon generals, a mountain-like pressure fell immediately!

Rumble!

The already shaky Lingtian Pavilion Chamber of Commerce collapsed and turned into ruins!

Bang!

Bang!

The pressure fell, and the bluestone ground continued to explode on the long street. Many monks who watched the fun were all involved and vomited blood!

"Black...Black Flag Battle Formation!"

Everyone stared at the majestic 18,000 black flag troops in the sky, and were extremely shocked!

Black Flag Battle Formation!

With the power of thousands of people, they gathered in the formation, led by demon generals, and fought back and forth between separation and reunion, and everything went wrong!

Under the leadership of eight people.

Most of the pressure fell on Gu Han.

Bang!

A loud bang!

His legs were already more than a foot on the ground!

"Black Flag Battle Formation?"

But he seemed to have not realized it, and smiled sarcastically, "Fantasy."

While talking.

The sound of swords kept ringing, and the unparalleled swords cut through the space and hung behind him!

A rough count.

More than 20,000 handles!

The thousands of swords are roaring like tides, the sword is as majestic as the sea, the sword sea is constantly wandering, and constantly competing with the Black Flag Battle Formation!

"Hahaha!"

Shu Shaozi laughed three times and pinched his waist and said proudly: "My master is a sword cultivator! Sword cultivator is not afraid of group battles! Sword cultivator, fights ten thousand eight thousand, no problem!"

Everyone: "????"

Do you call this sword cultivator?

In place.

Gu Han narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly raised his head, and his body suddenly disappeared!

Buzz!

Ten thousand swords roared together, the tip of the sword rose, like a sea of ​​abyss, like a river of heaven rolling back, and rushed to the sky!

Bang!

A piece of blood fell, and a corner of the black flag battle formation was suddenly washed away and broken!

"Form a formation! Form a formation...ah!"

“…”

"Hold on! Hold on...ah!"

“…”

"Save me! Save me...ah!!!"

“…”

Anger turned into shock and anger, shock and anger turned into asking for help, asking for help... became despair!

Visible to the naked eye.

The fifty or sixty black flags kept falling, and eight demon generals died one after another, blood flowing from the sky, like rain!

Extremely far away.

Sun Zi noticed the movement and took the time to look back, and suddenly felt that he was slapped on his face.
To be continued...