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One hundred and seventieth chapters want to cry but no tears

"Poof!" Suddenly, the ancestor of Tianxie spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his face turned as white as paper.

"No way! If I just borrow some of your energy, you won't be so serious as vomiting blood!" Feng Yun teased.

The ancestor of Tianxie was furious, and he suddenly withdrew his absorption of the Blood Demon, Qing Zheng and the Blood Demon just now, and injured himself. Just now he suppressed the injury, but now that Feng Yun is so angry, he...

It caused the injury, worsened the injury, and caused him to vomit blood.

"You! You!..." Ancestor Tianxie was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Click!" A crisp sound came out, and the imitation Netherworld Sword shattered under the Battle Soul Sword.

"Poof!" The ancestor of Tianxie spurted blood again, his face turned extremely ugly, and even his devouring power fluctuated strongly.

Ming Xuanzi and the others took the opportunity to struggle fiercely, trying to break free. However, they failed because they were exhausted at this time, and there was not much energy left in their bodies, and they were about to dry up.

"Ah!" Ancestor Tianxie roared unwillingly.

At this moment, the ancestor of Tianxie was really on the verge of tears. His thousand-year plan was about to succeed, but he fell into the hands of a kid.

"Why? God! Are you trying to destroy me! I won't give in! I won't give in!" Ancestor Tianxie looked up to the sky and shouted.

"It's not God who wants to destroy you, but I want to destroy you!" Feng Yun suddenly said.

The ancestor of Tianxie increased his anger by ten levels and said: "You kid! Even if I die, I will still use you as my backer."

"Tian Xie! You have lost, hand over the 'Yuan Devouring Art'!" War Spirit said suddenly.

Ancestor Tianxie said: "Dream! I haven't lost yet, I won't give in like this."

Feng Yun said: "You really can't shed tears until you see the coffin! Brother Zhanhun, don't be nagging him. Now, kill him and then take the 'Yuan Devouring Art'"

Ancestor Tianxie suddenly withdrew his right hand, Ming Xuanzi and others immediately fell to the ground, and five old men flew over to surround him in an instant.

"Boy! He is desperate. The situation has changed. It may be difficult for me to destroy him with my own strength." War Spirit said hurriedly.

Feng Yun naturally knew that Tian Xie Ancestor was now going to fight desperately. As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Although Tian Xie Ancestor was seriously injured now, the battle spirit's injury was more serious than him. Who was stronger and weaker?

it goes without saying.

Feng Yun made a quick decision, pulled out the Xingyu Divine Sword, and said through a message: "Uncle Ling! I'm sorry to trouble you!"

"Don't worry, Major General, I will do my best," Ling Zhan said.

"I'm here to help you!" Blood Demon said suddenly.

Xueyan said: "Master! Be careful!"

"Kid! Your death has come." Tianxie Patriarch yelled.

Suddenly, the five old men divided into five groups and killed Xiang Feng Yun.

"Ding bell!" There was a clear sound, and the golden war soul knife was inserted in front of Feng Yun, bursting out with bright golden light, and instantly pierced through the five holes.

"Tian Xie! If you want to kill him, you have to kill me first, otherwise you won't succeed." War Spirit said.

Ancestor Tianxie said: "Get away! Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

The Blood Demon who just rushed up was slapped away by the ancestor of Tianxie. The Blood Demon was so depressed! He has been in such a long time and has never been as embarrassed as he is today. Although he is only 50% to 60% of his strength now,

This slap was a shame to him. This made the blood demon who always looked down upon everything angry and activated the fury of true fire.

Suddenly, a monstrous bloody aura emitted from the bloody sword in his hand, and he looked like a bloody man, like a blood demon coming to the world.

"Brother Zhanhun! You and I will deal with him. Leave these five old guys to me." Ling Zhan suddenly said.

The fighting spirit said: "Okay! It's best to turn these five old guys into ashes."

Feng Yun looked indifferent at this moment, smiled and said: "Brother! There is no need to worry, we are sure to win in the current situation."

Although Feng Yun said this, Xue Yan was still a little worried because the strength displayed by the ancestor Tianxie was so powerful.

Feng Yun smiled evilly and walked towards Zhang Tian. Zhang Tian looked at Zhang Tian with malicious intentions and secretly screamed.

Feng Yun said: "Zhang Tian! Now it's time to settle the score between us."

Zhang Tian smiled and said: "Brother Feng Yun, it seems that there is no dispute between you and me!"

Feng Yun smiled and said: "You are right! There is no dispute between the two of us, but there is a dispute between me and your grandson's grandson Zhang Cheng."

"I've heard a little bit about what happened between you and Zhang Cheng. It's his fault. I will take him to apologize to you in person when I get back." Zhang Tiandao.

"Why bother? Why bother to do this? If you were still strong at this moment, would you say this? I think you just killed me without even bothering to speak. Right!" Feng Yun said.

Zhang Tiandao: "How could it be? Now you are our savior. I am not the kind of person who repays kindness with enmity."

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