The terrifying coercion and the strong aura of the Heart Thunder Tribulation were definitely not something Hong Ling Zun could resist. At this moment, Hong Ling Zun felt that the entire sky above her head was about to collapse, leaving her breathless.

My whole body was completely unable to move at this moment.

Watching helplessly, the Sky Hammer, which had become extremely huge at this moment, covered the sky and sun and crashed down...

Unable to resist, unable to dodge.

Hong Lingzun's eyes were filled with despair.

The opponent's strength is hidden too deeply, and it is definitely not something that he can withstand against the thunder in his heart.

Moreover, the Giant Spirit Master has been waiting for this moment for too long. Naturally, it is impossible to let the Hong Ling Master go and give her even the slightest chance.

The only result of defeat is death.

However, Lord Hong Ling has no regrets.

"At least today, there are still seven Huoxiang Masters of the Meteor Sect who died under my sword." A sad smile appeared in Hong Ling Master's desperate eyes, like a flower's smile.

made money.

Not a loss!

"No!!!!"

In the distance, Henry Zhang’s eyes were wide and round. Looking at this scene, he suddenly felt a heartbreaking and crazy feeling. He couldn’t suppress his chest and roared violently, his eyes were extremely red, “No! Flash! Sister!

Get out of the way!"

Even though they were far apart, Henry Zhang could still feel the power of that hammer.

It can even be said that if a high mountain is hit by a heavy hammer, most of it will be broken open. What's more, what is hit by the heavy hammer is only the flesh and blood body of Hong Ling Zun.

Henry Zhang was desperate.

At this moment, there was absolutely nothing he could do.

Seeing that the Hong Ling Zun is about to be destroyed by the heavy hammer...

Suddenly.

call out!

A sword light flashed like a rainbow and came like a shooting star.

The speed was incredibly fast, and it just came in a flash.

Duan Han!

Duan Han, the youngest among the eight great lords, at this moment, suddenly got rid of the enemy he was fighting with, his eyes showed incomparable determination and resoluteness.

The speed at which vitality burns!

boom!

At this moment, Duan Han directly knocked the Hong Lingzun seat away.

"Sister." Duan Han's eyes were filled with a hint of infatuation.

For hundreds of years, Duan Han's heart has been lingering with feelings for Hong Ling. However, in a catastrophe a hundred years ago, the eight of them became the only eight strong men in the Jianzun lineage, and the eight became brothers and sisters.

, is to rebuild the sword master's lineage, for revenge.

Duan Han's thoughts could only be pressed deep in his heart. He did not dare to hope for anything. He only hoped that he could follow Sister Hongling foolishly and protect her when she was in danger.

Today, he did it.

Duan Han was very happy, because he suddenly felt that his heart was full of courage at this moment, and in this flash of lightning, he said what he wanted to say.

"I love you."

The three words "calm" contained Duan Han's century-old affection. He watched infatuatedly as Sister Hongling's figure was thrown away. When they reached a safe area, Duan Han's face showed a smile...

A comfortable smile can exchange for Sister Hongling's life, and my own death is worth it.

"Eighth brother!"

Hong Lingzun turned around and shouted in a hysterical voice. Her eyes couldn't help but turn red at this moment. Let's not talk about whether she has feelings for Duan in her heart, but after a century of calling sister and brother, this feeling

, in Hong Lingzun's opinion, it has already surpassed the common resentment between men and women.

But now, the eighth brother is doing it for himself...

"Hahaha!" At the last moment, Duan Han laughed wildly, "I have killed more than ten of the opponent's lords and ordinary disciples. It's not a loss, it's not a loss!"

boom!!!

Hong Lingzun's eyes were wide open and his heart was trembling.

Duan Han was hit by a heavy hammer in front of her, his flesh and blood spurted out, and he was instantly crushed into a bloody man, shattered into pieces...

"Eighth brother!"

"Eighth brother!"

"Duan Han takes his seat!"

At this moment, countless hysterical howls filled the air.

The death of Duan Hanzunzuo directly started the mass killing of the Meteor Sect of the Divine Whip Sect!

No one could resist the Giant Spirit Seat. He grinned ferociously and smashed it down with a hammer. Another person immediately fell into a pool of blood.

"Jie Jie! The killings of a hundred years ago are repeated today!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Without the cover of the miasma poison formation, the disadvantage of Jian Zun's lineage was immediately revealed. Under the strong attack of Divine Whip Sect and Meteor Sect, Jian Zun's lineage frantically resisted and fought.

The scene was extremely tragic.

"Three seniors! Three seniors!" Henry Zhang almost roared in his heart, but there was no movement inside the golden ax.

Henry Zhang did not dare to rashly summon the golden ax directly from his body. Once the golden ax appeared, it would definitely attract the attention of the strong men in front. By then, if the three seniors inside still did not move, the Sword Master lineage could only

Exacerbating the pace of destruction.

However, at this moment, more than half of the thirty people and one hundred disciples have died in this crazy killing, and the lives of the rest may be in danger at any time.

"Protect yourself!"

There was a burst of sadness in Henry Zhang's eyes...

He could imagine the scene a hundred years ago.

A hundred years ago, tens of thousands of members of the Sword Master's lineage were massacred overnight. The scene like a sea of ​​blood was so frightening. Compared with those years ago, this was just a small thing.

Watching relatives and friends die one after another in front of you...

It's no wonder that when everyone of the Sword Lord's lineage talks about their enemies, they look like they can swallow their enemies alive at any time.

"Kill!"

"I killed three, it's not a loss if I die, hahaha!"

Puff puff!

Blood arrows were sprayed out, killing another person.

No one looked back, and everyone gave their last drop of blood.

No one stepped back.

However, at this time, the three Mingbian brothers who were besieging Luo Tianzun's seat were not in a hurry to kill Luo Tianzun's seat.

"Luo Tian, ​​I want you to see with your own eyes how your Sword Master lineage is destroyed in front of your eyes every minute..." Boss Ming smiled ferociously.

Luo Tianzun's face was as gloomy as water, and deep in his heart, anger was already surging violently. The Luo Tianjian in his hand was dancing desperately, and the sharp sword lights were blocked by the invisible wall formed by the intertwining whip shadows.

Surround but not kill.

The three elders of the Underworld Whip want to humiliate Luo Tianzun to death.

There was a roar in his throat, like a beast's roar, Luo Tianzun's eyes became redder and redder, and a thought kept echoing in his mind...

"Blame me!"

"It was my fault in judgment that led to my eighth brother's death."

"I was not careful and put the Sword Master's lineage into crisis."

Although it is not all the power of Jian Zun's lineage, if all the people here die, the strength of Jian Zun's lineage will be reduced by at least half, because there are five people in the eight great thrones here.

"I've harmed you! I've harmed you!" Luo Tianzun roared in his heart, and the sword light in his hand danced crazily.

He wanted to rush out and save his people.

However, nothing can be done.

The only thing he was lucky about at this moment was that he had forcibly driven away his second, third and fifth brothers. Otherwise, his entire army might have been annihilated. The four powerful Heart Thunder Tribulation warriors on the other side were simply not capable of fighting against the current Sword Master lineage.
To be continued...