I conquer the immortal with my strength

"It seems that you killed Xu Zhiji, Xu Zhicheng, and my grandson Xu Shixiong!" Xu Zhiyuan said.

"Those who kill will always be killed. In the Cangmang Mountain group, Xu Zhiji treated us as cannon fodder, so I will kill them. Xu Zhicheng did it because your Xu family does not cherish their old friendship, and must kill all the Ji family, so I will kill them."

As for your precious grandson, he came to my door and wanted to kill me. What can I do? "Xia Daoming sneered.

Xu Zhiyuan remained silent.

"Old man, take revenge!" Xia Daoming said calmly.

"Okay!" When Ji Yuanzhen heard this, his eyes suddenly turned red.

He took another step forward with the knife, raised it high, and slashed hard at Xu Zhiyuan's neck.

The head rolled across the ground.

Blood gushed out from the broken neck and sprinkled on Ji Yuanzhen's face, but he seemed not to notice it and just knelt down slowly, tears streaming down his face.

After a while, Ji Yuanzhen stood up again, raised his knife and walked towards Ding Bangcheng and the others.

Two more heads rolled to the ground.

The heads of the Ding and Lin families died.

Ji Yuanzhen continued to walk towards Ding Banghong with the knife in hand.

Ding Banghong did not look at Ji Yuanzhen, but fell on Liang Jingtang and Xia Daoming.

"I pride myself on being scheming and calculating, but I didn't expect that one day I would be played like a monkey by you master and disciple!" Ding Banghong said with a self-deprecating look on his face.

"No matter what, you finally figured it out, unlike your grandson Ding Chuyong who didn't understand what happened until his death!" Liang Jingtang said calmly.

Xia Daoming looked at Liang Jingtang and curled his lips in disdain.

Master, you have passed, you are killing people and killing people!

Ding Banghong's facial muscles suddenly twisted when he heard this.

But immediately after, a sword light fell, and his body was separated.

The streets fell silent.

In the distance, the sound of fighting continued to come from the direction of the Xu family.

Xia Daoming began to bend down and touch his body skillfully, with a look of anticipation on his face.

Liang Jingtang and Ji Yuanzhen were shocked when they saw this.

A man who can stab a martial arts master to death with a single shot actually does such lowly hard work?

"Holy shit, they're all poor, and they don't have anything!" Xia Daoming soon stood up straight with an unhappy look on his face and contempt.

Liang Jingtang and Ji Yuanzhen were stunned again.

The bloody setting sun didn't know when it completely fell to the west mountain.

Under the dim dusk, two groups of people were still fighting fiercely in the square in front of Xu Mansion.

Blood stained the square.

Bodies lay on the ground, and no one took a second glance.

The overall strength of the three alliances must be better than that of the Xu family.

But there is no grandmaster in the Three Family Alliance, and the Three Family Alliance is an alliance of three families after all. Each of them must have their own selfish motives and cannot be united like the Xu Family.

This time, Xu Zhiyuan, who had returned to the top, restrained and killed too many elites and top experts from the three alliances.

As a result, the battle in front of the square was truly evenly matched.

People on both sides continued to fall, and the number of people continued to decrease.

There is only one eighth-grade great martial artist left in the three alliances.

The head of the Xu family, Xu Shangdong, is the only one left in the eighth rank of the Xu family.

Both of them were scarred and their strength was almost exhausted.

But they were still holding on, standing behind the team and roaring.

"Kill! Kill!"

While roaring, the two of them would glance in the direction of the city gate from time to time, full of expectation and anxiety.

But suddenly, their expressions changed almost at the same time.

None of them were waiting for the person they were waiting for.

Instead, they were greeted by a group of people they would never have dreamed of.

The two people leading the way, one is an octogenarian with a slender face and elegant temperament, and the other is a tall and powerful old man in his sixties.

The majestic energy and blood energy emanated from the two of them, which seemed particularly impressive when everyone was at the end of their rope and injured.

Behind the two of them, there were three seventh-grade great martial artists and dozens of fifth- and sixth-grade great martial artists.

They all erupted with terrifying energy and blood, gathering together, and at this moment, they were like a raging river, rushing towards the square and sweeping towards it.

"Ji Yuanzhen!"

"Liang Jingtang!"

"Ji Shouli!"

Subconsciously, the troops on both sides stopped and looked at the five elites of the Ji family and the masters and apprentices of the Qianjiao Martial Arts Hall who were approaching like a rainbow. They all exclaimed, unable to believe what they saw.

"The Three Family Alliance and the Xu Family are cruel and cruel. They regard our lives as nothing, take our family members as hostages, and force us to fight for them!

Nearly half of the members of our Ji family were killed or injured. If God had not shown mercy and had to be rescued by a strange person, we would have been exterminated long ago. And all our Ji family wants is to leave!

Today, my Ji family has taken the opportunity to kill the old thief Xu Zhiyuan, Ding Bangcheng and others, who are both harmed. How long do you wait? Are you still preparing to work for the Xu family and the Three Family Alliance? "Ji Yuanzhen held a big sword in his hand, raised his arms and shouted loudly, his white beard and hair spread out.

"Xu Zhiyuan, the old thief, is dead! Ding Bangcheng and the others are also dead!"

The square suddenly became dead silent!

Everyone was stunned by this shocking news!

"They are all dead, what are we waiting for? Kill them!" Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted.

The cry was like a ignition wire.

In just a moment, the crowd in the square exploded.

The martial artist who was originally fighting to the death for the three alliances suddenly turned his weapon around and started slashing at the disciples of the three alliances around him.

The same is true for the Xu family.

The members of the Three Family Alliance and the Xu Family were immediately beheaded.

Then, a very ironic scene occurred.

The three family alliances and the Xu family's children, who had insisted on killing each other just now, subconsciously gathered together at this moment.

The only remaining eighth-level martial arts masters of the three alliances stood side by side with Xu Shangdong, not worried that their former mortal enemy would suddenly attack him.

"Kill!" When Ji Yuanzhen saw this, he raised his sword and roared. He took the lead and held the sword to kill the two remaining eighth-level martial arts masters.

"Kill!" Upon seeing this, Liang Jingtang waved his gun and followed Ji Yuanzhen to charge forward.

"Kill!" The children of the Ji family, Yu Chi Xiao and others shouted, rushing forward like a rolling flood.

There are not many people left in the Three Family Alliance and the Xu Family, and everyone is like a weakling. However, the Ji Family and the Qianjiao Martial Arts Hall are all replenishing their energy, and their lowest cultivation level is above the fifth-grade great martial artist. There are three seventh-grade great martial arts masters.

If you rush to kill him, that's a big deal!

Immediately, people from the three alliances and the Xu family fell into a pool of blood.

Liang Jingtang is very brave.

He was so stimulated that night that he took Fengming Pill, but failed to break through. Instead, Yuchi Xiao broke through and became a seventh-level martial artist, just like him.

However, although he did not break through that night, his strength was so powerful and condensed that he was only a hair away from breaking through the eighth level.

He singled out the eighth-grade clan elder of the Three Family Alliance with a blue dragon spear.

In just a few strokes, the eighth-grade old man retreated and wanted to turn around and run away, but Liang Jingtang's spear was like a violent storm, one shot after another, not giving him any chance to breathe, let alone turn around and run away. .

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