Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 177: Kill Bianyu!

Chapter 177: Kill Bianyu!

"Su Han!!!"

The flat sky is about to split, and when Su Han shoots Bianyu, his eyes are red on the spot!

"what's up?"

Su Han glanced at Ping Tian with a smile.

The flat sky was short of breath. After receiving several attacks from Ling Qinghai, he gritted his teeth and said: "This sect confessed to you. From now on, Zhenwu Sect will be under the jurisdiction of the Tushen Pavilion. I only hope you can release Yuer once!

"Wow!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present was completely shocked.

"What did he just say? I heard it right?"

"From now on, will Zhen Wuzong belong to Tusheng?"

"Has Zhen Wuzong finally succumbed?"

"Give in a fart, didn't you hear? Just begging Su Balu to spare his son once!"

"This flat sky... I really don't know what to say about him. He handed over the entire sect, and even ignored his own sovereign status, just for his son to survive. How much do you have to dote on?"

Whether it was a casual cultivator, or members of the Tushen Pavilion, or even the people of Zhenwu Sect, after hearing this, the movements in their hands stopped for a while.

However, the look on everyone's faces was completely different.

Those casual cultivators were shocked, the members of Tushen Pavilion sneered, and the people of Zhenwu Sect... were sad!

All the people of Zhen Wuzong, down to ordinary disciples, up to the two dragon gods, Yuan Xi and Yuan Dong, have a gray face on their faces.

They know that the flat sky protects the short and spoils their son, but they never thought that they would spoil to this degree!

From the beginning of the war to the present, the alliance army headed by Hui Haizong and Qi Mingzong has successively died of seventy to eighty thousand disciples.

The True Wuzong descended and suffered a crushing defeat in the hands of Tushen Pavilion. The 100,000 army died again. Only 30,000 or 40,000 remained in resistance, still running away, and wanted to survive!

On the flat sky, no matter how many of these disciples died, he never said a word even if he yielded, and now his son is about to be killed, he will immediately hand over Zhen Wuzong.

Could it be that the life of more than 100,000 disciples is not as good as that of Bianyu alone? !

"Ugh"

Yuan Xi and Yuan Dong looked at each other and sighed lightly.

"Damn, **** flat days!"

Ziyue and Wang Chu were still racing, and when they heard this, their hearts burst into anger.

"Up to now, 100,000 people have died in the army of our alliance, and even Hua Hai has fallen into the hands of Su Baliu. Everything is only to destroy the Tushen Pavilion, and now he is only for a small beast, even the real Wuzong does not want it. Is it possible to send our lives out like this?!"

Ziyue roared in her heart, and Wang Chu's face next to him was pale and very ugly.

"To blame, I can only blame you for following the wrong sect."

He Chong and others chased after him, pointing to the white figure who rushed towards Bian Yu, and said, "I can't guarantee others, but Pavilion Master Su will never do such a sacred thing."

"Humph!"

Ziyue snorted coldly: "Don't chase after the three of you. We admit that we have lost this battle. From now on, if we see the people of the Tushen Pavilion and the Han Yunzong again, can we walk around?!"

"Everyone will say that it might not be possible, but it's different again."

He Chong shook his head: "Pavilion Master Su has not yet agreed to Pingtian's request. I will not let you go until Zhen Wuzong has completely failed."

"Then you come and try!"

Ziyue suddenly became even more angry. They had already been sold by Pingtian. At this moment, the three of He Chong were reluctant. They were really Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror. They were not people on both sides.

"You and I are both in the Dragon God Realm, although there are three of you, but wanting to kill us is just a dream!"

He Chong and the three did not speak, because Ziyue was right. To reach the level of the Dragon God Realm, both sides are equivalent to having two lives. In the same level, if the other party wants to escape, it is still difficult to kill him.

...

In the other piece of void, Piantian saw Su Han still rushing towards Bian Yu, and couldn't help but roar: "Su Han, this sect has already handed over True Wuzong, what do you want?!"

"metropolitan!"

Yuan Xi and Yuan Dong finally couldn't help but trembling in a low voice: "Skills can be killed, not insulted! My true Wuzong has already died so many disciples, but there are still so many people below who want to survive, we can't ignore it! "

"To shut up!"

The flat sky is like a madman, and he loses his reason: "What are they? A bunch of trash, you can collect it if you die, but there is only one son of my flat sky!"

"you!"

Yuan Dong and Yuan Xi almost couldn't hold back a spit of old blood, they couldn't believe it, it turned out that in Ping Tian's heart, the disciple of Zhen Wuzong, he never cared!

"roll!"

The two shot at the same time, shaking Su Yunming and Shen Li away, gritted their teeth and said: "Sect Master, don't blame my brothers for betraying, it's really...you are so chilling!"

As the voice fell, the two of them lightly stepped into the void and flew away towards the distance.

"All the disciples of Zhen Wuzong, try their best to escape and evacuate here with the old man!" Yuan Xi shouted.

At this moment, Ping Tian had completely lost the heart, and those disciples even wished that Su Han could kill Bian Yu and Pian Tian also!

What is the use of this kind of suzerain?

In his eyes, all the disciples are completely ants, life and death have nothing to do with him, he only cares about himself!

"Don't chase."

Su Han spoke, and Tushen Pavilion disciples stopped immediately.

Originally, Su Han planned to kill them all, but Ping Tian committed his own crimes and completely chilled their hearts. After these disciples left here, they would never return to Zhen Wuzong.

Of course, even if he returned to Zhen Wuzong again, Su Han would not take it seriously.

He didn't let the people of Tushen Pavilion chase and kill him, but his actions didn't stop at all. When the figure flashed, he had already reached the top of Bian Yu's head, his palms slammed down, and the wind-swept Bian Yu face rose fiercely.

"no no"

Bian Yu backed away in horror.

"Su Han, do you dare to kill my son!!!" Ping Tian's angry shout also came.

While Su Han was silent, he slapped his palm severely.

"Boom!"

Bian Yu's figure exploded directly!

"Yu'er!!!"

The expression of the flat sky was completely distorted ~ A terrifying murderous intent erupted from him.

"Su Han, I want you to die!!!"

The flat sky rushed straight to Su Han, and Ling Qinghai slapped it with a palm behind him, slamming it on the back of the flat sky.

Pingtian spouted a mouthful of blood, but he didn't care at all. At this moment, he had only one idea, that is to kill Su Han while his son avenged him!

"Shoo!"

Three figures rushed, it was He Chong and others.

Yuan Xi and Yuan Dong have already left, and they have also let go of the pursuit of Ziyue and Wang Chu.

"roll!"

Shooting three palms in a row in the flat sky, the cultivation base of the mid-term peak of the Dragon God Realm broke out completely.

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