Eight Hundred and Thirtieth Eight Chapters Murder Is Too Heavy

"Be careful, little friend, this formation is powerful!"

Du Zhong, who was beside him, swung his sword and stabbed, reminding Li Zhen.

Although I don't know who Li Zhen is, after all, it is not with Master Lu.

Before he came, he had already contacted the relevant departments. Once the powerful people from the relevant departments of Dongshan City arrived, even if Li Zhen was not a good person, they could deal with it.

Li Zhen felt a little ashamed when he heard Du Zhong's kind reminder.

Mad, of course I know how powerful it is, because this formation was changed by me, and it was originally designed to deal with you.

If I had known it was your old man, I would have weakened the formation.

However, Dongshan University's one-word soul-chasing sword, Eucommia, was a ninth-rank powerhouse more than ten years ago. He was also a well-known figure in the rankings of Dongshan City. Why is there only a weak ninth-rank realm?

This ranking list is too unworthy of its name.

The headmaster is called Dongshan Xianqiang after a fifth grade. Who made this list? What a lot of moisture.

Thinking in his heart, Li Zhen was also unambiguous. He turned into a phantom, screamed, and held the Chixiao Sword in his hand, and a sharp sword beam approached Master Lu's face.

Master Lu couldn't avoid it, so he had to bite the bullet and sacrifice the tortoise shell again.

I was terrified. This tortoise shell was taken off by an eighth-order black turtle, and its defensive ability was naturally excellent. Even a ninth-rank warrior could resist one or two, but just received a sword glow from Li Zhen, why? Cracks appeared?

Master Lu looked at Li Zhen with a hint of panic.

He didn't expect that when he also misunderstood, this kid is actually a grandmaster, and his combat power is many times higher than him.

"Get up!"

Master Lu roared, he had already experienced the power of the formation just now, and even the ninth-rank Grandmaster Du Zhong on the leaderboard is not his opponent. No matter how strong this kid is, he can still surpass Grandmaster Du?

Master Lu secretly blamed himself for being careless. Before Li Zhen drank the holy water, the strength that burst out was full of doubts, but he really believed in his own consciousness and eyes too much, and he did not expect Li Zhen to be deceived. .

"Stop playing!"

At this moment, he noticed a wave in the distance, and Li Zhen suddenly felt bored. Lao Jiang was here, he had to go, or wait for Master Lu to call out the stone...

Thinking of this, Li Zhen waved his hand, and the mighty great formation died down in an instant.

Master Lu was stunned for a moment, and then rushed towards Li Zhen roaring.

Li Zhen pouted, you are a seventh-rank, and you want to kill me, a ninth-rank!

With a light drink, a sword beam shattered the void and stabbed towards Master Lu.

"Du Zhong, you dare to kill me!"

An angry shout resounded through the sky!

The Master Lu was furious when he saw that the sword of Du Zhong was deadly.

Li Zhen frowned, what does this mean? The two sides are already hostile, so why don't they dare to kill you!

But Li Zhen heard a trace of surprise and a hint of disbelief from Master Lu's roar.

"Cult members, everyone gets them and kills them."

Du Zhong stabbed with a sword, and the power of heaven and earth shook for more than ten miles.

Before the sword momentum unfolded, the continuous sword energy had turned the entire villa into dust in an instant.

At this moment, Du Zhong showed his amazing sword skills to the world.

"President Du, don't rush to kill him!"

Originally, Li Zhen wanted to leave, but seeing that Du Zhong's killing intent was so serious, he could only stay.

"Little friend, get out of the way, every cult person deserves to die!"

The mental pressure stretched for dozens of miles, covering both Li Zhen and Master Lu.

(To be continued)