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Chapter 1217 Attraction

Damn!

Yue Feng struggled to stand up, staring at Zhang Jiao tightly, frightened and furious.

This corner was too sinister. Taking advantage of the fact that the people on his side had not completely recovered, he suddenly launched a surprise attack, hoping to completely control the situation in Jiuzhou.

Even if he died in battle today, he would not let his evil plan succeed.

"Yue Feng!"

"Fengzi..."

Seeing this scene, Wen Chou Chou and Ren Yingying were both shocked and exclaimed, and at the same time they wanted to rush over. However, there were too many soldiers in Beiying around and they could not rush over.

Ha ha...

Zhang Jiao Yangtian laughed with a proud face and said to Yue Feng: "Those who follow me will prosper, those who go against me will perish. Yue Feng, wait for me to kill you, incorporate these people and repel the Rakshasa clan. I am

Just the Supreme of the Nine Provinces. You have no time to surrender to me now."

After the words came, Zhang Jiao landed, holding the long sword tightly, and slowly walked towards Yue Feng.

A powerful aura permeates the whole world!

Gudong!

Seeing Zhang Jiao approaching slowly, Yue Feng was even more shocked and angry, and at the same time he felt very unwilling.

Made, is it really going to die at Zhang Jiao's hands today?

Yue Feng saw that Wen Chou Chou, Ren Yingying and others were dragged a hundred meters away by the Beiying army, and there was no time to come to support him. He was already severely injured and could not block Zhang Jiao's attack.

It would be great if Linglong Tower was still on its body. Unfortunately, it was snatched away by the woman Yuwen Yan.

At this moment, Yue Feng clenched his fists and almost pinched his nails into the flesh.

"Brother Yue Feng."

At this moment, a loud shout came, and Zhu Rong rushed over, blocking Yue Feng, and his whole body was filled with fighting spirit: "Brother, don't panic, brother, I will help you deal with this villain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Rong activated his internal force and his eyes were tightly locked in Zhang Jiao!

"Zhang Jiao, you are a despicable villain. Now Jiuzhou is in danger. You don't find a way to deal with the Rakshasa clan as soon as possible, but you come to deal with your own people. If you want to kill Yue Feng, ask me if you agree first."

"The God of Fire Zhurong?" Zhang Jiao frowned, then smiled contemptuously: "It's just a mantis arm that is in a car. Since you are looking for death, then go down and be a companion with Yue Feng."

The tone was cold and arrogant, full of disdain.

To be honest, if it were normal, Zhang Jiao was still a little afraid of Zhurong. After all, Zhurong, like Gonggong, has been famous for nearly a thousand years and is powerful.

But like everyone else, Zhu Rong's internal strength was consumed a lot of his strength, and Zhang Jiao was not panicked at all.

"die!"

Feeling Zhang Jiao's contempt, Zhu Rong was furious. After a roar, a scorching and violent aura erupted from all over his body.

Buzz.

The next second, a scorching flame illuminated the night sky and gradually formed a sea of ​​fire, spreading rapidly towards Zhangjiao.

At this moment, Wen Chou Chou and others were happy again, and did not dare to neglect them. They quickly deployed the protective film to block in front of them. Although Zhurong's fiery fire was not as good as Yue Feng's white lotus cold fire, it was not everyone who could stand it.

Can be safe.

"Set a fire? Haha..."

Looking at the flames that were spreading rapidly, he opened his corner of his mouth and then raised his hand and waved it.

Buzz!

Zhang Jiao was surging internally, and then a black hurricane burst out and rolled directly towards the flame. In just a few seconds, the extremely amazing flame was blown out.

What?

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, whether it was Yue Feng, Zhu Rong, or Wen Chou Chou.

What skill did Zhang Jiao use to blow out Zhurong's flames? You know, that's Zhurong, who has been respected by the world for thousands of years, has been relied on by the fire god.

Zhang Jiao has easily restrained it.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, who would have believed it?

"you..."

Zhu Rong also widened his eyes and looked at Zhang Jiao incredibly. While angry, he was also indescribable shock.

Zhang Jiao smiled slightly and said to Zhu Rong: "Don't be surprised. My name is Black Sky Hurricane, which is very different from ordinary hurricanes."

The Black Sky Hurricane is a skill that Zhang Jiao learned from the Immortal Sutra. The Immortal Sutra is a wonderful book in the world, and it contains everything. Zhou Qin first realized the refining of the Black Sky Pill in the Immortal Sutra.

The method forced all sects to surrender. The Black Sky Hurricane is more brilliant than the Black Sky Pill.

Hearing Zhang Jiao's words, Zhu Rong opened his mouth, his face turned red and he couldn't speak.

"Yue Feng!"

Zhang Jiao's face was full of gloomy and his eyes were flashing with pride: "Today, I have God's help. You can't turn the situation around. Make a decision quickly, otherwise next year will be your death date, hahaha..."

After the words came to the sky, Zhang Jiao laughed loudly, extremely arrogant.

Even Zhurong was easily defeated by himself. Who else was his opponent present?

call!

Yue Feng took a deep breath and did not respond, but looking at Zhang Jiao's gaze, he also flashed with solemnity and shock.

Damn it, this horn is worthy of being a world-torn existence a thousand years ago, and it is not even an opponent of Zhurong. It seems that he was able to establish the Yellow Turban Army and the Jiuzhou of Cholera, but it was not just luck, but real strength.

It's over, now it's completely over.

Yue Feng smiled bitterly. It seemed that he was really going to surrender to Zhang Jiao today.

"Amitabha!" At this time, Moroya, who had been silent, couldn't help but recite the Buddha's name and clasped his hands at Zhang Jiao and said, "Master Zhang, the current situation requires both sides to unite and deal with the Rakshasa tribe with one mind. You

But Is it inappropriate to act against my own allies?”

"Haha..." Zhang Jiao sneered and said lightly: "Master Moroye, you don't have to use these principles with me. If you can't stand it, we will fight. If you can beat me, I will withdraw my troops and fight.

But, please shut up.”

Well...

Moroye's expression froze and he was very embarrassed.

To be honest, Moroye is strong and one-on-one, he can fight Zhang Jiao, but he has consumed a lot of internal energy before. At this time, he has no chance of winning against Zhang Jiao.

Mad.

At this time, Wen Chou Chou and others not far away were cursing in their hearts, their faces were extremely ugly.

This horn is too shameless. Even though he knew that Master Moroye's internal strength had not recovered, he deliberately provoked it.

While angry, everyone's hearts also sank to the bottom.

None of the players was Zhang Jiao's opponents. Do you really want to surrender to him?

"Zhang Jiao, don't be arrogant!"

However, at this moment, a cold and tender shout came from the horizon not far away. The sound was extremely clear and nice, and at the same time it exuded a bit of unquestionable majesty.

Swish!

When they heard the sound, in an instant, both sides who were fighting stopped and looked into the sky not far away.

I saw two figures flying quickly in the night sky.

An old man and a woman.

The old man was wearing a Taoist robe, with a fairy-like and a kind-hearted look, but the aura that was filled with his body was extremely amazing and almost unfathomable.

Two of the charming women came slowly.

The woman was wearing a long white dress, and the hem of the skirt fluttered in the wind, setting off a tight and charming curve. A beautiful face was like a fairy descending to earth. Many men looked straight and forgot where they were.

All the women present were deeply attracted.
Chapter completed!
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