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Chapter 700

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Just when Tang Susu was surprised, Ye Lingtian had returned to his original place and said to Shadow and Tang Susu: "Let's go, next, you two must follow me, and you must not leave me ten meters."

"Yes, Mr. Ye..." Tang Susu changed his name without even realizing it.

The shadow had beautiful eyes like water, and had not spoken, and had silently arrived at Ye Lingtian. She always believed that she would feel at ease following this man.

Ye Lingtian went deeper. His eyes were extremely serious. The smell of blood was too strong. At least no less than a thousand people died. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen deep in the Qinling Mountains?

Along the way, there were corpses, countless trees were ruthlessly cut off, sword marks, knife marks, bullets, and large-scale weapons were extremely clear.

"Young Master Ye, do you know why Longguo martial arts is like this? They should come to rescue Iron Blood Camp and my dad." Tang Susu said curiously.

Ye Lingtian picked up a sword on the ground, glanced at it, and replied: "There are only interests that can make existences of this level rebellious, and this interests allow them to abandon even the country. This is the bad root of human nature."

"Not only Zheng Changkong, no one will believe it next, except your father, remember what I said." Tang Susu nodded and stopped talking.

The shadow also picked up a few pieces, looked carefully, and even touched his fingers, a trace of blood oozed out.

She quickly grabbed Ye Lingtian's hand and said in surprise: "Young Master Ye, this is a fragment of a spiritual sword. It's of not low grade, but it actually shattered. It can be seen what kind of strength it is to shatter this sword! As far as I know, few strong people in the martial arts world of the Dragon Kingdom can do it! What exactly happened here? Let so many corpses and weapons shatter?"

In this regard, she has enough voice.

At this time, Tang Zhengxiong and twenty people from the Iron Blood Camp were surrounded by a group of strong men inside and out! Dangers were everywhere! Zheng Changkong was also among them! Not only that, there were even dozens of powerful cultivators, whose eyes were flashing with indifference and madness!

Tang Zhengxiong did not frown, holding a big knife in his hand! He released his cold murderous intent, stared at Zheng Changkong and said angrily: "Zheng Changkong, has Long Guo treated you badly? Have you forgotten who gave you the blood flowing in your body?"

Zheng Changkong's eyes were indifferent, his hands were placed behind him, and he said, "Tang Zhengxiong, the matter of the Qinling Dragon Vein is not something you can interfere with! As long as you destroy your cultivation and let my people erase your memories, I can give you a way out! Otherwise, no matter how strong you are, do you think there is still a chance of winning in front of so many people?"

Tang Zhengxiong laughed loudly, and his violent voice resounded: "Even if I, Tang Zhengxiong, died in battle, I will die for the Dragon Kingdom! My blood will be the right one for my country and my children! And you, Zheng Changkong, can only survive in the world!"

"Iron Blood Camp, do you dare to fight a bloody path!"

"Dare!" Roars resounded throughout the mountains and forests, and a bloodthirsty battle broke out! In the picture, Tang Zhengxiong shuttled through the crowd, and wherever he went, it was in a mess, and Huo Pengfei was always protecting him.

Blood, broken arms, death, coldness, covering the battlefield witnessed Tang Zhengxiong's strength, and this power and combat experience were far above him.

Every attack from Tang Zhengxiong can almost kill three or four martial arts powerful men! Bullets are continuously shot at them, and Tang Zhengxiong has no intention of blocking them. The true energy in his body is released, and the bullets collide with him, and suddenly twist it, which shows his strength!

At this moment, Tang Zhengxiong is a killing tank, and any existence that hurts the Iron Blood Camp will be dead! He has no mercy at all! He is not only a warrior, but also an Iron Blood soldier! He has no mercy at all for such a traitor.

"Zheng Changkong! If you have sex, you will fight me!" Tang Zhengxiong rang out a shocking roar! Holding a big sword full of blood in his hand, he headed towards Zheng Changkong without hesitation!
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