"It's useless for so many people!"

Xia Yu curled her lips disdainfully, and while exerting her muscles and bones, she stared at Xiong Qianjun with murderous intent: "Let's just take you first!"

"Wait a minute, wait a moment!"

Hearing this, Jin Long hurriedly grabbed Xia Yu: "Let me do it, don't get the Skywalker out, that guy is so scary."

"Yes, yes, even if I take action, don't let Skywalker come out."

Xia Siyu nodded repeatedly, and was shadowed by the cruel methods of Skywalker against the Han family.

"Can you do it?"

Xia Yu looked at Jin Long suspiciously.

"Oh my good man, when we face a million troops and tens of millions of troops, we are still in and out of seven."

Jin Long rolled his eyes and stomped his feet suddenly: "Fengxian, let them see what it means to have a thousand enemies."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Fengxian, holding the Fangtian Painted Spear, appeared out of thin air, stepped forward without hesitation, roaring with momentum, and the vast pressure exploded directly, covering this space.

"What a powerful aura, he is definitely a strong man of the Wu Emperor level."

Feeling the huge momentum of Lu Fengxian, many people feel that they are not breathing smoothly and are extremely depressed.

"Catch him!"

Golden Dragon raised his hand and pointed at Xiong Qianjun who was passing through countless armed personnel.

The next second, Fang Tian's painting halberd bloomed coldly, and Lu Fengxian ran, ignoring the thousands of elite soldiers and attacking Xiong Qianjun.

This was the once powerful God of War. During the Three Kingdoms period, it was a great existence. Faced with these people who had revived their spiritual energy, they felt like they were returning to the past, and their fighting spirit soared into the sky.

"Protect the young master."

Xiong Ba shouted loudly, and he was just a son like Xiong Qianjun, so he could not let anything go. He roared: "Everyone obeys the order and kills him without mercy!"

For a moment, endless sharp spears pointed at Lu Fengxian running from a distance, but none of these people could stop Lu Fengxian from a round.

"Array!"

Xiong Ba had seen Lu Fengxian's methods and immediately ordered his soldiers to use battle formations to deal with Lu Fengxian. It's a pity that what kind of battle formation can charge Lu Fengxian from the hell demon! "Kill!"

Lu Fengxian let out a low bang, and Fang Tian's painting halberd flew up and down, breaking everything. All the enemies blocking him were killed by him with one move, and the martial spirits of these people could not even withstand his energy waves and dispersed one after another.

As the Golden Dragon broke through to the level of Emperor Wu, Lu Fengxian not only recovered his peak strength, but also improved. Faced with these guys who suddenly improved by relying on the revival of spiritual energy, he was completely bullying.

In this way, under the stunned eyes of a group of people, Lu Fengxian turned into a afterimage and shuttled through the crowd. Wherever he passed, blood splattered, and those who resisted died suddenly.

“So strong?

The back team supported, surrounded the left and right sides, and killed him!"

Xiong Ba did not expect that Lu Fengxian would be so strong. Even the Martial Emperor should not be so brave. After all, his lowest strength is at the level of military generals, and there are countless powerful people in the Martial Emperor.

With Xiong Ba's order issued, thousands of people moved at the same time, desperately trying to hold Lu Fengxian's pace. Unfortunately... After killing hundreds of elite soldiers, Lu Fengxian stepped on the ground with his feet, his body soared into the air, stepped on the shoulders of everyone, and walked in the air. Fang Tian Painted Halberd directly locked Xiong Qianjun in the center.

Seeing this scene, Xiong Qianjun's face changed drastically, and the only fear that he had before arose in his heart.

Facing the siege of thousands of elite soldiers, it is like entering a no-man's land, and you can still walk in the air and jump directly towards yourself. How terrifying is this? How powerful is it?

The crowd around were all dumbfounded. Even after the spiritual energy was revived, I had never seen such a scene before?

The powerful man galloping among hundreds of troops was unstoppable and was as powerful as a bamboo shoot. Anywhere he was missing, everyone died, and the other party was just a martial spirit. Whose martial spirit could be so awesome? At this moment, Zhao Guoqiang and others were all stunned, especially Zhao Mingyue, who was even more stunned.

The matter here originally had nothing to do with Zhao Mingyue, but in the Imperial Hotel, Xia Yu did not give her a satisfactory reaction in the face of her kindness, so she felt jealous and participated. But she didn't expect Xia Yu and her group to be so terrifying?

If Xiong Ba and others were unable to deal with Xia Yu, wouldn’t she, Zhao Mingyue, have she, ruined herself and implicated the Zhao family?

Under everyone's eyes, Lu Fengxian fought out a bloody path and directly descended to Xiong Qianjun. Fang Tian's painting halberd was pinned to Xiong Qianjun's throat.

Feeling the coldness on the blade, Xiong Qianjun's face turned pale, especially when he saw the bloody red blood dripping from Fang Tian's painting halberd, he was even more frightened.

It should be a legendary thing to take the head of the enemy general from thousands of troops, but it actually happened today.

"how so?"

Xiong Qianjun stuttered, unable to believe that this was true. Xiong Ba on the other side was also shocked, and he was already overestimating Lu Fengxian's strength enough. But he didn't expect that this Wu Ling could actually kill a hundred people like the God of War, and really control his son after killing a hundred people.

"You, don't do anything randomly, let my son go."

After Xiong Ba reacted, he shouted: "If he has something to do, you will be buried with him."

"Who?"

Jinlong took out his ears and looked at Xiong Ba playfully: "He is just my Wu Ling. Do you have anything to say to me?"

"Okay, I'll tell you, you'd better let your Wuling release my son immediately, otherwise..." "Ah!"

Before Xiong Ba finished speaking, Xiong Qianjun screamed and his head flew into the air.

"Damn!"

Jinlong's mouth twitched. Before he could speak, why did Lu Fengxian kill someone?

"Sorry, my hands trembled!"

Lu Fengxian shrugged, then disappeared, and returned to the Wuling Space.

"Oh my uncle, these are done."

Jinlong rubbed his eyebrows in confusion.

"It's not over, it's just right to kill it."

Xia Yu curled his lips indifferently, and Xiong Ba's leading troops to attack him had already lost his tolerance.

I don’t know if Lu Fengxian was really shaking his hands or did it on purpose. Under everyone’s eyes, Xiong Qianjun’s head flew out an arc in the air, just as it fell at Xiong Ba’s feet.

For a moment, the whole space was silent. No one expected Xiong Qianjun to die like this. This was Xiong Ba's son, the prince of Jiangcheng, who was also very powerful himself.

Xiong Ba personally led his troops to suppress the Imperial Hotel. How majestic and domineering, the result... so many people did not save his son's life. He watched his son's body and head differently, but the enemy was not hurt at all.

No one expected that Xia Yu and Jin Long had not taken action yet, but just dispatched a martial spirit to be so terrifying. They swept across the road and took Xiong Qianjun's head. So how strong are these two people?

For a moment, many people thought about the destruction of the shanty towns. Xia Yu destroyed the shanty towns where more than 100,000 people lived with him. Could that guy have the means to destroy the entire city, right?

"It's over, it's over, it's over!"
Chapter completed!