Chapter 993 Who Am I, Xiao Sansheng?
The dragon's bones lay silent in the center of the palace.
There are only eight pillars left in the grand palace, but it is still majestic and majestic, as if it has carried countless years.
At this time, Tong Shouen and others were lying in front of the palace.
They are physically disabled and dying.
He could die at any time.
On the other side, Fairy Gu also fell to the ground, but her injuries were far less severe than those of the three beside her.
Jiang Hao opened his eyes and looked at Tong Shouen in front of him, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Why is this so?"
He spoke slowly.
Although I counted on these people to help ward off danger, I never thought that these people would do this.
Even if you die, you have to stand in front of him.
Just like what I said before, go through fire and water and never give up.
It surprised and moved him.
"It's my honor to die for you." Tong Shouen looked at the person next to him weakly, his eyes firm.
Hearing this, Jiang Hao smiled, stood up and said:
"Very good, I will remember you all for three lifetimes."
"Laugh for three lives?" Yun Changhe frowned slightly and said:
"First level of immortality?"
"I just got promoted, so it's not very stable." Jiang Hao said with a smile while holding a folding fan.
"Are you going to stand in front of us?" Yun Changhe asked.
"Who am I Xiao Sansheng?" Jiang Hao accepted the Yin and Yang Zihuan, looked at the dozens of people in front of him and said:
"Who is that person lying on the ground?"
"You Xiao Sansheng is the person who is the end of all things, and the person lying on the ground is the holy thief.
"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with it." Yun Changhe made people ready to take action.
Although the person in front of him felt strange, being caught by surprise could increase his chances of winning.
"Wrong!" Jiang Hao said with wantonness in his eyes.
“I Xiao Sansheng is a good person, and the person lying on the ground is Xiao Sansheng for me.
"As a good person, I naturally need to stand up for them."
"Stand up for them?" Yun Changhe sneered: "How do you plan to stand up for them?"
"It's very simple." Jiang Hao raised the corners of his mouth.
Yun Changhe no longer hesitated and said immediately: "Do it!"
In an instant, several people surrounded him.
However, Jiang Hao disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Yun Changhe, with a long knife piercing the opponent's body.
Poof!
The knife went in through the stomach and came out from the back.
Yun Changhe, who originally wanted to retreat, felt shocked.
"If you stand up for them, of course I should kill you all." Jiang Hao said and laughed.
Then, under Yun Changhe's shocked gaze, he held the heavenly sword in his hand and slashed across his neck.
puff!
The heads are separated.
In an instant a war broke out!
Gu Xianzi wanted to intervene, so she said loudly:
"Hold on, our people are coming soon."
However, she discovered that Xiao Sansheng had no intention of defending at all, but instead charged into the enemy group with a long knife.
Such a turn of events made her quite angry.
Too impulsive.
But soon, she was stunned.
I saw the long sword waving, and the light of the sword was as powerful as breaking bamboo.
The sword rises and falls, and the heads are separated.
A person who laughs three times will be unhappy, and can penetrate the crowd, kill one person in ten steps, and wipe out the enemy's country.
Dozens of people surrounded him. Jiang Hao looked at these people, their figures gradually blurring.
Wandering among the crowd in a strange way.
The knife was covered with purple energy, and there were signs of mountains and seas surging.
Some were impaled by him, others beheaded by him.
Someone was kicked away by him, and then his spear pierced the other person's body.
Unbridled laughter spread in all directions.
It seemed as if he was mocking everyone's incompetence, but also seemed to show his own invincibility.
The number of fallen immortals is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The people of the Tiansheng Sect roared angrily, and they all joined forces, bursting with power for a moment.
The terrifying power shocked Gu Xianzi.
However, Jiang Hao just raised the heavenly sword in his hand.
The second form of the Heavenly Sword is to suppress the mountain.
The sword rises and the power comes out.
Then cut it off with a knife.
Wow!
boom!
The people of the Tiansheng Sect instantly turned into blood foam and dispersed in the mist.
Such a scene shocked Gu Xianzi, but this was not the end, but the beginning.
Watching this scene, Liao Yingrong and others were extremely moved, and they knew that what this man was short of was time.
Such wantonness, such talent, unparalleled.
When the laughter fell, corpses were scattered all around, and no one was left standing.
There was only a scholar in white clothes, stepping on the corpse, holding a folding fan and looking around.
No one can be his enemy.
Will be the best.
At this time, Gu Xianzi had not yet come back to her senses, and saw the other party suddenly turning his head to look at her.
There was an irresistible pressure in his plain eyes.
Then a cold voice came: "You just wanted to teach me how to do things?"
"No, no." Gu Xianzi lowered her head.
"That's good." Jiang Hao smiled:
"Here, whatever I say is what I say in Xiao Sansheng."
After there were no more enemies, Jiang Hao came to the dragon bone.
This time was different from before, he saw it.
A possibility to break through the shackles.
But it needs to get back to its peak.
"Wait for me a little longer."
Jiang Hao spoke calmly.
Then he sat cross-legged and used all the rest of his cultivation.
Put yourself into peak condition.
At the same time, Gu Xianzi tried to activate the divine object, but found that she could not do it.
It was suppressed here.
There is no possibility of breaking it open.
how so?
That feeling made her feel that no matter how many people came, it would be useless.
Whose method is this?
——
Outside.
Among the Tianling clan.
Countless people sat cross-legged in front of the altar and were suppressing it.
There is dragon blood surging in the altar, and there is also the aura of the fairy clan.
The two interfered with each other and returned to peace.
At this time, the surrounding forces suppressed it and let it fall silent.
An old man who was originally at the core suddenly opened his eyes, a little unbelievable.
"Yun Changhe is dead?"
"It seems like something big happened inside. Do the Saint Thieves have such strength?"
They paid a lot for this success.
Whether outside or inside, you must have the upper hand.
But now Yun Changhe is dead.
It means the advantage inside is gone.
This is somewhat bizarre.
What the changes are cannot be detected by outsiders.
Soon he called the others to inquire about the Tianling Clan.
The response was that the Thief's men got what they wanted.
There is no news anymore.
However, their people have already entered, and it won't take long to control the situation.
"Elder, do we want to send someone in?" a young man asked.
"No need." The old man shook his head and said:
“Yun Changhe’s death shows that the people inside are no longer simple.
“The situation is even out of control and no matter how many people enter, it will not help.
“Now we can only continue to use this altar to suppress the sacred objects.
"Go and ask the people from the Tianling Clan to help us."
"Okay." The young man nodded.
The old man lowered his eyebrows and then looked at the altar.
There was determination in his eyes.
“No one can stop us from reaching glory.
“The Human Emperor is dead long ago, and the Xuanyuan clan is no longer what it used to be.
“The dragon clan has even disappeared.
"No one can stop us." The old man whispered to himself.
But after a while, the Tianling Clan sent a large number of people to cooperate with the Fallen Immortal Clan.
Repression began.
At this time, the patriarch of the attic corridor looked outside and said in a low voice:
"The storm is coming, so everyone should be ready."
Too many people don’t want their favor restored.