Dragon-Marked War God

Nine clouds over the sky, filled with empty clouds, everyone's heart is covered with a layer of haze, because they know that this difficult wind has been blown to their Xuanfengzong, this time, it is finally in ruin.

Among the disciples, the heart is stunned, and the Xuanfeng sect is even more turbulent and faltering. At this time, even if there is Yang Jian and the handsome man returning, the guardian of the Xuan Fengzong seems to be a bit of a drop in the bucket.

Xuan Qing’s gaze is burning, and Xuanfeng’s tens of years of foundation is going to be destroyed. How can you be reconciled in Xuan Qing’s heart? At this moment, he has thought about countless times, countless expectations, but in the end it was swept by this martyrdom, and it was at stake.

That cloud, like a boulder pressed against the chest, is a headache.

"Master, what should I do?"

The handsome man looked at Xuan Qingming and whispered. At this time, Xuan Fengzong was already extremely difficult, and their situation was also in jeopardy.

"We don't really want to die here? I don't have a wife yet, I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

"Do you think that I want to die? But now the whole river front is in jeopardy. Under the nest, there is a broken egg. What is the current situation of Xuan Fengzong, where can we escape?"

"But... will the mysterious wind really fall down like this? I am not willing. I have to fly like a brother of Jiang Chen for nine days."

"Jiang Chen brother... If he is still there, don't you know if he can withstand this horrible power?"

Everyone has their own heart, but they also have no other choices. Wherever they go, they may all be saved, so they can only stay in Xuanfengzong. They want to find a vitality, but Xuanfengzong at least compares The outside is more able to shelter from the wind and rain.

Xuan Qing’s eyes were slightly stunned and he took a deep breath. At this time, as the helm of the Xuanfengzong, he could not have the slightest scorn, so even if he knew that he must die, he knew that the Xuanfengzong was in dire straits. Among them, he still has to stand up and become the patron saint of the protector Zongmen, because only his existence is the backbone of the entire Xuanfengzong.

"Open the guardian squad! Swear to defend against foreign enemies!"

Xuan Qing sighed and sighed, and the entire Xuanfeng sect was a very chill. This battle is related to the life and death of Xuan Fengzong, so he must go all out.

This guardian squad was when the Jiang Chen left, when he was re-arranged, he was able to resist the strong man in the late stage of the gods. Even the nine-domian lord could not break it. This moment, this will be mysterious. Feng Zong's last refuge.

"Jiang Ge, it is up to you to host the big array. I am with Yang Jian who is very handsome for your help. Only your strength transcends the respect of God, it is the most powerful existence of our Xuanfengzong."

Xuan Qing looked at Jiang Zhenhai and whispered, his eyes filled with hope, and only Jiang Zhenhai could shoulder this heavy responsibility.

"Xuanfengzong is my home in the realm of the gods. If the homeland is destroyed, then what other aspects do I have to live? I am duty-bound to this battle."

Jiang Zhenhai has a serious face. This is the best way for him to be hosted by the Guardian. He can fully exert the power of this patriarchal squad, at least to resist the attack of the strong man in the late stage of God.

"Well, there is Lao Jiang's brother over there."

Xuan Qing Ming looked at the 100,000 disciples, Shen Sheng said:

"Xuanfeng Zong is at risk, and there is no compromise when it comes to life and death. Even if it is dying today, this sect will never frown. If there is a death, I will go to Huangquan alone."

The determination of Xuan Qingming has made countless people grateful to zero. As a lord, as a sergeant, they rely on this force. As a member of the Xuanfeng sect, they are definitely excited and excited.

Although he knows that this battle loses more and less, he insists that as a lord of the Xuanfengzong, Xuan Qingming can already achieve his own extreme, which is the only thing he can do.

"master……"

Yang Jian’s eyes flickered and muttered, looking at Xuan Qingming.

"I waited for the swearing to follow the lord, who was born in the Xuanfengzong, and the death is the ghost of the Xuanfengzong!"

The sound of the tsunami in the mountains is deafening and resounding.

At this time, the nine clouds were slowly gathering into a cloud that covered the sky, becoming more and more huge, and the black cloud was under pressure.

"Ha ha ha, a group of people who don't know how to live and do, have done so much preparation work, and now they have to deal with Xuan Fengzong. It seems that the boss's decision is a bit more."

"This is not the time for you to make irresponsible remarks. The decision of the boss naturally has his reason. If you directly shoot Xuan Fengzong, then it will inevitably lead to speculation, but we can't find Jiang Chen, even I can't beat Jiang Chen, so I can only make this policy. To report a big hatred, I can only use his sect to open the knife."

"The third brother said yes, we just have to do it. The idea of ​​the boss is definitely not what we can imagine. If we completely erase this mysterious sect, we can quietly retreat. Even if that is the return of Jiang Chen. I don't know who killed it."

"This is what you said is wrong. The boss should hope that Jiang Chen will come back, because if he returns, we will be able to revenge."

Among the clouds, nine figures, wearing a black cloak, you said in a word, one by one is full of disdain for this mysterious wind.

"A district is a river front. If it is not a river dust, I really don't know where the bird is not pulling."

"Now, we have to shoot, and after killing this group of ants, we will be able to return to the sect."

Nine people looked at each other and turned into nine winds, screaming and screaming.

Nine hurricanes swept up, and the clouds and fog disappeared. Suddenly, on the Xuanfeng dynasty, there was also a dazzling mask of light that surrounded the entire Xuanfeng dynasty.

"Oh, a small ancestral gate of the district, how much capacity can you have? I will try it."

A man in black walked away, and his palms were shot out. The Thunder was sacrificed, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the guardian ancestors burst into shock and vibration. The whole people of the Xuanfeng Zong were all pale, as if they were enemies.

Above the void, the appearance of the nine figures is also the face of Xuan Qingming and other people, ugly to the extreme.

The power of one person has almost broken through the sect of the Xuan Fengzong, which is simply terrible.

"Well? This guardian squad is a bit interesting, and it can stop me from hitting it, then I will take another shot!"

When the man turned around, he saved his strength and was a punch. This punch almost made the entire Xuanfeng dynasty almost collapse. The crumbling patriarchal troupe was also completely broken apart...