I'm The Emperor of All-Heavens

Chapter 280

"Master Han, we meet again! Ha ha!"

The bully leaped over the layers of corpses and stepped into the courtyard, with hearty laughter.

He is the winner and naturally has the right to laugh.

The key is that after the destruction of the white lotus sect, the world society will be able to infiltrate its sphere of influence into the territory of the Ming Dynasty. Then, with his title of martial arts master, the forces of the Jianghu and the court will be integrated, and a better tomorrow is waiting.

Sure enough, the life of mud Bodhisattva is stable. If you follow the sky and follow the dragon, you will have a powerful ambition!

"Xiong gang leader, I don't understand. Why do you have to fight us?"

The leader of Bailian cult sat on the throne with his hands folded, revealing a pitiful tenderness.

"Put away your flattering work!"

The bully raised his thick eyebrows and said something he shouldn't have said: "I'm loyal, righteous and courageous, have a heart of blood, and there is no balance between good and evil. It's natural to destroy evil people like you!"

"It's natural! What a natural! Ha ha!"

Bailian sect leader Jiao smiled. The hysteria in the laughter made the bully's face solemn.

People in Wulin know that those who give up everything are the most terrible.

The leader of Bailian cult is a first-class master. He is an immortal enchanting method and a multiple wandering outside method. With these two unique skills, he is simply careless.

Now they are hostile to each other face to face, and the bullies are not sure whether the person in front of them is true or false. How many incarnations have the leader of Bailian prepared.

"Well, you have one, and I'll kill one!"

However, the bully was also aroused fierce.

At this time, the headquarters of the white lotus sect has been surrounded by the inner three and the outer three. The fate of the other four branches must also be destroyed.

First kill all the white lotus believers, and then kill all the incarnations of the white lotus leader. She can no longer be afraid.

As soon as the voice began, the bully had already put out a leg, a palm and a fist.

The wind god's leg is strong and the lightning flashes. The cloud expelling palm is uncertain. The Tianshuang fist is as skillful as a clumsy one. The power of the three wonders is more refined.

Live and move Qi, nourish and move body. The bully is the overlord of the Jianghu. Once he gets the title of Daming and comes with his elite, his momentum has completely overwhelmed the leader of Bailian cult.

However, the leader of Bailian sect is not ambiguous. The scepter of sorrow and anger shows up, which is a finger.

"Ah!"

In the scream of the tyrant's horror, the robe on his chest with blood and flesh disappeared silently.

If it had not been for the deadly threat, Fengshen's legs had been brought into full play and retreated violently at the critical moment, his internal organs would disappear together, and the whole chest would become nothingness.

"Die!"

The leader of Bailian sect was desperate. His facial features were distorted. He killed him personally like a shadow. The scepter was stabbed out like a sharp knife.

"Divine and demon level weapon, sad and angry Scepter? If you want to use this magic weapon, only the real body!"

The bully was seriously injured by the evil soldier's plot, but the owl's nature also showed. While smearing and bandaging with wound medicine, he clenched his teeth and killed the past instead of retreating.

Magic level skills are rare in the Jianghu, but they need to be cultivated after all. If they can't be practiced, it's useless.

Compared with the magic level weapon, it is undoubtedly better.

It is said that all the great forces with a long history have the magic weapons of the town sect. In order to increase the details of the world, the tyrant once racked his brains to find them, but it was a pity that they failed.

However, he searched for all kinds of news and made it very clear about the characteristics of the magic weapon that once showed its edge in the Jianghu. The sad and angry scepter is one of them.

The most terrible thing about this magic soldier is decomposition. As long as it is touched by the head of the staff, no matter how hard the different stones and the indestructible armor will disappear in an instant.

It was a disintegration, not a breakthrough.

"Go!"

So at this moment, the bully flew on, not ready to resist the power of the demon soldiers with flesh and blood, but fiercely urge three points to return to their vitality, attack and kill across the air, and the defense was handed over to an elite in the world.

These disciples built dams with their lives to resist the terrible disintegration magic of the scepter of sorrow and anger.

Soon, a broken body fell down.

This is a real dead man. He can serve the sect leader without hesitation.

Although there are only 300 of the world's 100000 elite, it can be of great use at this critical moment.

Sure enough, the leader of Bailian sect urged the power of the scepter again and again, and his face soon turned pale.

"Die!"

The bully ruthlessly piled up opportunities with his elite and forced him to go up in the blood, and Yunlai fairyland started.

In an instant, his breath filled the air with the surging clouds. Not to mention the whole room, even the mansion seemed to turn into a boundless sea of clouds.

Fairyland is blurred, misty and changeable. Under the beautiful scenery, there are murders everywhere. The leader of Bailian cult was a little careless and pointed a finger to her back heart.

"Yes!"

When the finger of the broken jade and gold touched the skin, the tyrant's eyes were hot and showed his majesty of killing the four directions with a magic soldier.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a pair of white jade like palms suddenly protruded, his left hand tilted on the tyrant's distracted fingers, and his right hand quietly pressed on the tyrant's abdomen.

The tyrant suddenly changed color.

Because the strength of the left palm is extremely feminine and soft, like the spring breeze and drizzle, and with a strange pulling force, the palm pressed to the abdomen is masculine and unparalleled, like the warm sun. It wants to burn all things in the world with its blazing power.

Click!

His index finger was directly broken, and a blood arrow burst out. The whole man flew and fell. He roared with surprise and anger: "war temple! Evil king?"

"Ha ha! If the master came, the sect leader would be dead now!"

The man in white flashed like a ghost: "I've studied under the master's seat for five years. I'm here to learn the three wonders of the male sect leader!"

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"Shi Zhixuan accepted Jue's heart as a disciple? This man is also lucky. He is similar to the tyrant. Does he correspond to the fate side..."

Gu Qiqi, sun and moon, crossed ten miles and had a panoramic view of the battle.

This is not what Gao Wu can do, but the magic power of Tiangang 36 to become great - fire eyes and golden eyes!

Of course, this great supernatural power is just the beginning. If Gu Cheng hadn't had control of the tyrant's life, he couldn't watch the war from space.

Bai Lian's scepter of grief and anger is not said, but Juexin is an unexpected surprise.

Because this man is not only the son of God, but also a major villain across the wind and cloud plot.

In other words, Jue Xin also has a destiny.

Sure enough, through his comparison with the tyrant, Gu Cheng finally affirmed the existence of the divine will of the world.

Eternal disaster!

Under the great disaster, there are small disasters.

Such existence as hegemony, absolute godlessness and absolute heart is a small disaster, which can cause disasters to all people in the world.

If the small disaster is resolved, the world will not be peaceful for long, and another small disaster will appear until the more resentment karma is accumulated, and finally a big disaster will break out.

"Both xiongba and Jue Xin are lucky. A simple explosion can't be saved. What's the way to fight back?"

Far from it, for this war, Gu Cheng was looking forward to the performance of hegemony, and suddenly his ears moved.

A sound of Hu Qin came melodiously.