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Chapter 432: Hu Lied’s Generosity

"Hmph! Just send you people to the front, and your forces in other worlds are just like this!" Old Zhang killed three in and three out, and only counted breaths to kill the powerful war master who died in his hands without taking the number of hands.

The two saints were shot away by him. Although he was usually extremely gentle, it was really scary to exert his power.

"I'll send you down first!" After Old Zhang said that, his figure flashed and disappeared. The next moment he appeared in front of a powerful man in the early stage of the saint. Old Old's palm directly grabbed the other party's face, the saint*

*There was shocked and the Taoist patterns were flashing violently, but Mr. Zhang seemed to have not seen them, and a bright Taoist pattern rippled out of his palm, and he grabbed it straight away.

When the two men collided with each other, the body of the early saint's powerful man suddenly shook, and the large pieces of Taoist patterns on his body were slammed. This was the absolute difference. He could not resist Mr. Zhang's attack at all.

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"Touch!" Finally, the early saint strongman reluctantly raised his arm to block Old Zhang's palm, but his palm suddenly became bloody and bloody, and he was knocked away, and blood continued to squirt.

Shocked! Everyone was shocked. The powerful man in the early stage of the saint was like an ant in front of Mr. Zhang. He grabbed him and bombarded the other party seriously injuring him. Let me ask, who else can shake his sharpness? Mr. Zhang's cultivation level is once again

It was beyond Fang Yan's expectations. The strong man who stepped into the Heavenly Saint with half his foot was really not a big deal, it was too terrible!

Mr. Zhang was in power and his body flashed over. It seemed that he was going to kill the other party. Just as Mr. Zhang was about to arrive at the person, a sudden change broke out. Mr. Zhang's front fluctuated. Then,

A terrifying Taoist pattern like snowflakes appeared, and the space was "hissing" hissing, which showed how powerful the Taoist pattern was. Old Zhang's eyes were slightly condensed, and his palms turned again, and a piece of Taoist pattern that was not weak at all was floating.

past.

"Hearing" the sound of the space was unpleasant and harsh, and the space collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye. A voice followed: "Old man, I haven't seen you for many years, and I never thought that your cultivation will go further. If you do it again,

If you can understand the secret of heaven in time, you may be able to enter the ranks of the Heavenly Saints, and you will not be able to stay here today."

With this ethereal and thick voice, the same white-haired old man appeared silently in front of the seriously injured saint. Seeing this person appear, Fang Yan and others suddenly burst into tears. I am afraid that it was another one.

A perverted strong man!

"Hu Liede, I didn't expect you to come too. The person who was beaten by me and fled in a panic can now say such arrogant words. It's a bit ridiculous. You people from other worlds are not good at this. They love to talk big.

.” Old Zhang said slowly, his tone seemed relaxed, but a rare solemn flashed on his face. Obviously, the old man in front of him was extremely valued by Old Zhang, and he should be a comparable enemy!

The white-haired old man's eyebrows twitched several times in a row, and anger flashed in his eyes. It was obvious that Mr. Zhang had heard of the pain. At this moment, several lights and shadows flashed from behind the white-haired old man, and no one line was left.

A hundred people appeared behind him. After a closer look, Fang Yan and his group were extremely shocked. All of them were above the level of War Lord. This was not the most important thing. What shocked them the most was that the ten people in the front row-

--They are all powerful people above the saint level!

Big deal! The power of the other world is beyond everyone's imagination! With one move, there are fifteen powerful men in the saint realm, plus the white-haired old man, a total of sixteen people. Oh my god---"What a big deal."

!You have mobilized so many saint-level strong men this time, so you are really prepared!" Old Zhang's face became even more serious.

"Hehe." The old man with white hair sneered a few times and said, "With you, the old guy and the descendants of the blood of war, we can't be careful. This time you came to your door. Today, we not only want to

Taking over Tianxing City, you will be left behind, but----what more importantly, the descendants of the blood battle will definitely die here today! As long as this future trouble is eliminated, your so-called

Prophecy will turn into a bunch of shit. How do you fight with us? Haha---"

The white-haired old man pointed at Fang Yan, who was cold-faced, and laughed wildly.

"Just you want to kill us all?" Old Zhang glanced at the ten saints behind the white-haired old man and the other four saints who had left the battle, including the seriously injured saint, a total of fifteen saints, and said,

: "The ten early stages of the saints, four mid stages of the saints, and one late stage. In addition, you are a saint who is not much weaker than me, you are indeed very strong, but I'm afraid you can't keep us all here.

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Not giving the other party a chance to speak, Mr. Zhang continued, "Haha, before the war started, I don't understand one thing very well. Don't you have a good relationship with Wuri? Why did you imprison him? Can you tell me about him

Is there anything that makes you so angry that you have reached this place? I'm very curious."

"Old man, just go into the coffin with curiosity!" The white-haired old man seemed to be out of patience, or he didn't want to answer Mr. Zhang's question at all. After he finished speaking, he waved his palm and a shiny knife-shaped weapon came from

He flashed and rushed towards Mr. Zhang with an extremely terrifying power.

Old Zhang was not shocked or panicked, and Old Ku's palm also flew in waves. A huge sword that was extremely wide and long appeared and quickly blasted towards the sword.

"Boom!" A loud noise came from the space, which also represented the official opening of the battle of life and death. Fang Yan and others rushed forward with fearless roars, and the other party was like this!

"Kill!" Just as the two people touched each other, a shocking sound of killing suddenly came from a distance. I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, and I, and I, each carrying dozens of war masters who had no expressions and only had murderous intentions.

The monk rushed over, and in the other direction, nearly two thousand people including the Gunshu and Zhou Dashen came in a crowd of shouts and shouts. There was also a force that made Fang Yan and others happy. Among the messy crowd, there were only a few pairs.

But the man in white, who was extremely eye-catching, rushed over like lightning.

There are three leaders in this group of white men, and none of them are lower than those in the early stage of the saint! Such a sudden force is definitely a timely help for Fang Yan and others, and will have a substantial and key role in the battle situation!

Without saying a word, the monks above the War Lord consciously rushed into the void and joined Fang Yan and their battlefield. Those below the War Lord did not want to die. They all fought to the death on the square! With this sixth

With hundreds of powerful saints joining, Fang Yan and his party's hearts relaxed. Now, after careful calculations, there are also eleven strong people in the saint realm, plus he and Xiao

The two kings of Hell who are not weaker than the initial combat power of the saints can count as thirteen. They face sixteen of the opponents. Although they are still weak, they can resist for a while. The most important thing is to save Wu Ri.

With the joining of him and those saints, the situation of the battle will be completely reversed!

Fang Yan instantly thought of the key!

"Ball!" Fang Yan fought hard with a black dagger in his hand and a strong man of the first and second level of the saint. His body couldn't help but retreated several feet, and he shouted quickly.


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