Chapter 1420 I'll Get My Things Back

"Wu Zong"

The atmosphere of the jihad platform changed from silence to restlessness in an instant.

All eyes were on the young team that was slowly stepping onto the platform of the Holy War.

"It turned out to be Wu Zong"

Everyone was astonished.

And everyone's eyes reveal indescribable complexity.

If it was in the past, the world would not have cared about this sect that was lower than the upper class.

They won't even take a second look, and their arrival won't cause any disturbance.

However, since the Tianjue Lake Incident, Wu Zong directly became famous in one battle.

As a first-class force, Ling Yunzong was almost wiped out by Wu Zong.

During that battle, blood flowed into rivers in Tianjue Lake, and corpses littered the field.

Li Xiong, Qi Si and Yuan E, the three geniuses of Ling Yunzong, died one after another.

Everyone in the entire Lingyun Sect survived.

This is definitely an unprecedented event in the history of jihadist enlistment.

What is most worth mentioning is that in the last holy war call, Ling Yunzong had bloody abused Wu Zong. At that time, all the geniuses in Wu Zong who possessed the boundaries of the bloodline of the holy body were abolished.

It was also at that time that Ling Yunzong showed their particularly ruthless methods to the world.

What Lingyunzong did at that time, while deterring countless sect forces, almost caused Wuzong to decline and fall.

But who ever thought.

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi.

The blood debt owed by Lingyunzong was repaid by Wuzong with a hundred times the interest.

The massacre was exhausted.

Stepping on the corpses of everyone in Lingyunzong, the Wuzong people who appeared on the jihad stage showed a hostility that was hard to ignore.

Everyone in Wu Zong stepped onto the stage of holy war step by step.

The people present at the various sects subconsciously turned their attention to the leader at the front.

It was a slightly thin, slender young figure.

The sharp-edged side profile has a sculptural tenacity.

He is like a leader, revealing invisible domineering in his calmness.

"It's him!"

However, the moment they saw that young figure, many factions and clans inside and outside the Jihad Arena unanimously felt restless.

"Senior Brother Lei Zhen, it was he who killed Lei Yuan"

On the Thunder Saint Clan's side, a voice full of anger resounded first from the mouth of a certain disciple.

Not loud.

But it was exceptionally clear.

Lei Zhen's eyes glowed coldly, his figure was slightly sideways, and the corner of his eyes was like a sharp sword.

However, Lei Zhixin, who was in the Thunder Clan team, and Lei Xiaolan's body trembled a little, especially Lei Zhixin, the knuckles of his clenched fingers turned white.

It's like being shadowed.

The fear derived involuntarily after seeing a nightmare.

Even though the person standing in front of her was Lei Zhen who was ranked sixth on the Billboard, Lei Zhixin still couldn't hide her inner panic.

After all, she witnessed with her own eyes that the people she relied on were killed by Chu Hen one by one.

As long as Chu Hen lives for one day, it will be her nightmare.

"He killed Lei Yuan?" Someone was surprised.

"That's right, I saw it with my own eyes in Wuxiang Tianzhong that day."

However, almost at the same time, there was also a voice full of hatred from Fengshuang City.

"Brother, he is the one who killed the second brother"

"Wow!"

Everyone present was startled.

The person who said this was none other than Situ Ya, the third young lady of Fengshuang City.

No need to think about it, the second brother she mentioned must be the second young master of Fengshuang City, Situ Xiao, one of the few holy tattoo masters on the wind and cloud list.

After listening, Situ Hanye's expression didn't seem to change much.

He just watched Wu Zong's people walking forward from a distance, without even exuding the slightest chill and murderous intent.

"Unsurprisingly, you were defeated by this person last time, right?" Lin Yinghe said with great interest to Yang Zongxiao who was not far behind him.

Yang Zongxiao's expression darkened obviously,

He argued, "I was just careless last time, and I will definitely get that debt back."

Lin Yinghe shook his head with a smile, "Forget it! If you stand in front of him this time, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch even one move."

"What did you say?"

Yang Zongxiao clenched his fists with an expression of disbelief.

Lin Yinghe didn't explain much, but there was a hint of seriousness between his brows.

"Even I can't see through the depth of this person. Ling Yunzong's destruction seems to be no accident."

"He, he didn't die?" Ji Tao's face was full of disbelief at Han Yunzong's side.

Yi Zhou on the side smiled.

And laugh very easily.

"Hehe, what's the matter? I said that he won't die so easily, right? Now, there's no need to compare between you and me. You can give me the thirteenth position on the list."

"How is it possible?" Ji Tao became more and more astonished. He had witnessed Chu Hen fall into the Diyan Jing'e River that day, and he was seriously injured. In that state, he was absolutely close to death.

The steps of Wu Zong's people were steady and gentle.

Walk along the Jihad Tower in the outer area, and gradually walk towards the Lingxiao Battle Tower in the central area. When passing by Hanyunzong, Xuanyang Palace, Qixiao Pavilion, Huanyu Palace and many other sects, there is no one at all. It means to stop.

However, the eyes of everyone looking at them are more surprised.

Especially for the leader, full of complications.

"This person actually killed Lei Yuan and Situ Xiao, and Ling Yunzong was slaughtered under his leadership, right?"

"It's not just that, the actual situation is far from it."

"In addition to Yuan'e, Qi Si, and Li Xiong, as far as I know, there are also Qin Shouye from Qixiao Pavilion, Liu Honghong from Xuanyang Palace, all the top talents who were killed by their hands."

"Hiss, so scary?"

The eyes of the crowd swept across the teams of Qixiao Pavilion and Xuanyang Palace subconsciously one after another.

Yang Xu, He Yan and the rest of the group also had gloomy expressions.

"You missed one more!"

"Who else?"

"The God of War Palace killed the God of War, and Chen Lun was also killed by him."

"Boom!"

The sky and the earth seemed to be pierced by thunder, and everyone who heard these words suddenly set off a huge wave in their hearts.

Shocked!

Absolute shock!

In an instant, even several emperors in the Emperor Hong Palace, Lie Shengyuan, Lin Yinghe, Situ Hanye and others, who were third on the list, showed a little bit of astonishment.

Everyone's eyes turned to the four people in the God of War Palace.

Then he looked at Wu Zong's people inexplicably.

Kill the dust!

How dare you appear on the Jihad platform?

This is suicidal!

"Crazy?"

"The four war gods are all here!"

"these people?"

Everyone's eyes are still different.

No one could understand what everyone in Wu Zong was thinking.

Still not intending to stop, Wu Zong and his party passed through the outer periphery of the vast and magnificent holy battle platform, and then entered the central area.

"It seems that he was the one who broke out with Xiaoyao Sheng before."

"Tsk tsk tsk, did Xiaoyao Cheng even lose? Who the hell is this guy who killed so many geniuses in the top rankings?"

Undoubtedly, in the eyes of everyone, that young figure is like a super dark horse rushing out of the thousands of troops.

From the day when the jihad recruitment started, he was killing a bloody road with "the momentum of slaughtering the list".

Similarly, one of the worst things it did was to appear here today.

Even if you remove the Palace of War God.

The Thunder Saint Clan, Fengshuang City can't let them go.

This seems to be a game of death.

The steady footsteps stopped when they approached the edge of the No. 1 holy war platform in the center.

The calm and calm young figure raised his eyes lightly, and his deep eyes like a king shot straight into the sky, especially calmly staring at the four powerful figures like majestic mountains in the void.

"Hehe, your life is a bit big, you didn't die like that"

He Lian, God of Judgment War, said with a playful smile on his face.

"But you should hide in a corner obediently, and wait until the jihad call is over, so you don't want to live?"

contempt.

It's like contempt for ants.

He Lianqi showed a palpitating sneer.

However, Chu Hen was indifferent, his lips moved slightly, and he spit out a few words lightly.

"I'm coming to get my stuff back!"