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Chapter two thousand two hundred and forty seventh retribution unhappy

"It's really a search for death!"

A sarcastic look appeared on Gongsun Ming's face, and then the attack of the long sword in his hand became a little more fierce.

In his opinion, even a small hill could be chopped in half, how could the other party resist it?

In a blink of an eye, the fist and the long sword touched each other. With a click, the fist was unscathed. The long sword was punched in half and the half of the knife head flew out directly.

Gongsun Ming had only half of the hilt left in his hand, and blood was oozed out of the tiger's mouth.

"this……"

He was completely stupid there, the shock brought by this punch was too great.

How strong is the other party's cultivation? He can use his fist to block his sword with all his strength.

After living for hundreds of years, I have been circulating in the world of cultivation for so many years, this is the first time I have seen such a powerful opponent.

The problem is that things are not over. Xiaoqing broke the long knife with one punch, but his fist had no intention of stopping. It hit his chest with the might of destroying the world.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Gongsun Ming threw it backwards like a broken sack, spraying blood all over the sky.

Xiaoqing still didn't stop, and he followed him like a shadow, and two small fists rushed over like raindrops.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The flesh was reaching the flesh, even Gongsun Ming's body-protecting true energy could not bear it, and finally burst into blood mist in the sky with a bang.

"Ah! Big brother!"

All this happened so quickly, it was all in the flash. When everyone came to their senses, Gongsun Ming had been killed instantly by Xiaoqing.

Gongsun Liang's eyes were red, and he waved the long sword in his hand and rushed towards Xiaoqing.

At the same time, Nalan Yujia and Zhonglimei joined forces to launch an attack on Zhurong Lingtian.

As the saying goes, brothers are in war, father and son are in war.

Gongsun Ming was killed, and Gongsun Liang was in pain. The long sword in his hand burst into light in the sky.

But strength is strength. Even if he works hard, he cannot make up for the gap between the two.

"Come on, come on, let's have fun together!"

Xiaoqing rushed up with excitement on her face and did not fear.

The two fought together, but Gongsun Liang was not the opponent. After two moves, the long sword in his hand was broken into two pieces.

At this moment, he woke up and realized how powerful the other party was. Even the eldest brother was not an opponent, and he could only seek death.

He turned around and wanted to escape, but unfortunately he had no chance. Xiaoqing punched him in the back of the heart, and then he burst into a bloody mist.

Zhurong Lingtian fought against Nalan Yujia and Zhonglimei alone, and with his deep cultivation, he barely maintained a situation of even power.

He kept paying attention to the situation here, and seeing that the Gongsun brothers were killed in the blink of an eye, a chill rose in his heart.

This little man is too powerful. In terms of true cultivation, he is a little higher than Gongsun Ming and Gongsun Liang.

But it's just a little bit. Even if you defeat the other party, you will have to pay a huge price. It will definitely not be as simple as the person in front of you as killing a chicken.

Originally, three people joined forces, but now he is the only one left, and he is already in danger.

If he doesn't leave, he will be dead, but let it go, he can't bear to leave the dragon sucking stones.

By the way, I will hold that kid first.

Thinking of this, he suddenly exploded, and two fire dragons shot at Nalan Yujia and Zhonglimei respectively.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he moved his body and instantly came to Ye Bufan and reached out to grab him.

Ye Bufan sneered at the corner of his mouth, it seemed that this old guy still regarded himself as a weakling.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of huge ice guns appeared in the air and shot over with the chill of the sky.

"Just want to block me?"

Zhu Rong Lingtian's eyes were full of disdain. Although the water-attributed martial arts had a suppressive effect on him, the few ice guns in front of him were not enough to see.

A ball of flame suddenly appeared in his palm, and in the blink of an eye, the ice guns turned into a ball of water vapor.

But at this moment, a flash of horror suddenly flashed in his eyes, and a purple flame shot directly into his chest.

"this……"

Zhu Rong Lingtian never expected that the other party would wrap the flames in the ice gun and launch a sneak attack, and it was an extremely powerful strange fire.

How did he do such a scorching flame that the ice gun did not melt?

At this moment, he was shocked. Generally speaking, water and fire are incompatible. It is impossible for a person to have two attributes of water and fire. But the man in black in front of him did it.

But now he didn't care about so much, and the flame had already arrived in front of his chest.

Although it looks only the size of an egg yolk, it brings him unprecedented pressure.

Zhu Rong bounced his fingers in succession, and more than a dozen flames flew out, and a huge shield condensed in his chest.

It’s a pity that the shield that he condensed in haste did not act as a barrier at all. It was instantly passed by the purple flame and shot into his chest.

What was most shocking was that even the body-protecting true energy could not stop the flame and directly penetrated into his body, and then all the internal organs burned.

"Ah! This is a strange fire!"

The Fentian Sect was originally very familiar with all kinds of flames, and Zhurong Lingtian immediately identified it as an extremely rare strange fire.

If he had discovered it earlier, he could come up with other ways to deal with it, and at least he could escape unstoppably and save his life.

But Ye Bufan's wrist was extremely clever and he actually hid the flames in the ice gun, which caught him off guard.

At this moment, the purple flame of the fiery sky has already disappeared into the body, and it will be difficult to fight again.

He frantically circulated the true energy in his body, trying to force the flame out of his body.

But everything is burned, including his true energy, which is completely transformed into nothingness as soon as it comes into contact.

"Give me a break, let me go once, I don't want the stuff!"

At this moment, Zhu Rong Lingtian no longer cared about the dignity of the strong, and bowed his head in panic and begged for mercy.

Ye Bufan smiled coldly and had no reaction.

Today, we cannot leave any survivors, and we cannot spread the news of the dragon sucking stones.

Besides, these people are extremely greedy. Since they want to steal their dragon-sucking stones, they must be prepared to pay the price.

In just a moment, Zhu Rong and Ling Tian were completely refined by the fiery sky purple flames and turned into nothingness.

As the leader of the Fentian Sect, he had burned many people to death in his life, and eventually died under the flames. It can only be said that it was a cycle of cause and effect, and the retribution was unhappy.

"Let's go!"

If such a big disturbance is made, the Imperial City Imperial Guard will come soon and there will be other strong people.

Ye Bufan didn't want to cause too much trouble, so he waved his hand and instantly disappeared from the spot with a few people.

They left the imperial city directly, came to a quiet place, then changed their clothes, and then quietly returned to the ancient medical clinic.

The next day, the news that the Minister of War was destroyed quickly spread throughout the imperial city.

At the same time, the popular Gu Medical Clinic was also closed.

In the inner palace of the imperial city, Dugu Yi's face was extremely difficult to see. Under his nose, the Minister of War's Mansion was destroyed, and it was not a glorious matter no matter what.
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