The strongest god of war system

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Dragging his seriously injured body, he walked towards the pale-faced Yingwang, holding a green-edged long sword that was already full of cracks. The thunder at this moment was like a god of death, and he would not stop until he killed this man.

The thunderous body in the eagle's eyes was getting closer and closer, but he didn't have the courage to escape. Not only because he was seriously injured, but more importantly, he couldn't escape at all. The mental attack he just suffered made him

I couldn't help feeling dizzy, and now I'm scared just thinking about it.

Getting closer and closer, only ten steps away, a cruel smile gradually appeared on the corner of Lei Ming's mouth.

Nine steps later, Yingwang felt that his heart seemed to be trembling with the thunderous footsteps.[

Five steps.

Three steps.

When he came back to his senses, Lei Ming stood in front of Yingwang and smiled slightly: "Die!" Qingfeng turned into a cold light and suddenly struck Yingwang.

"If you want to die, then die together!" Yingwang roared crazily, the hairs on his neck had already stood up, and his right hand turned into an eagle claw and directly struck Lei Ming's heart.

At this time, the sword light had already flashed from Yingwang's neck, Yingwang's ferocious head flew into the air, and several pillars of bright red blood sprayed out from his neck.

Lei Ming lowered his head and looked at his chest. Eagle Wan's hand had already penetrated his chest. Lei Ming smiled, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His eyes darkened and he fell to the ground.

"Owner!"

"Brother Lei Ming!"

Huo Ling'er and Yue Lang both roared and came to his side, quickly helped him up, and used their spiritual power to transfer into Lei Ming's body. Yue Lang even slapped Ying Wang's head and corpse into blood foam with his claws.

, and then carefully pulled out the arm still inserted in Lei Ming's chest using his spiritual power.

At this moment, a mournful cry suddenly sounded out. The sound was like a wave of water. Both Huo Ling'er and Yue Lang were shocked, and a stream of blood could not help but flow out from the corners of their mouths.

A cry of grief actually caused internal injuries to the two of them. How terrible is this man's cultivation level?

A strong wind passed by, and a short figure appeared in mid-air. He was dressed in a yellow robe and had white hair. His old face was full of anger, and his short body was trembling slightly.

"You dare to kill my disciple, I will make your souls tremble in fear!" The old man said through gritted teeth. With a turn of his hand, a whistling spiritual power was born out of thin air and blasted straight towards Huo Ling'er and the others.

A trace of determination flashed in Wu Shi's eyes standing aside, and he appeared in front of Huo Ling'er and others in a flash, with his arms stretched out and his eyes closed, as if waiting for death to come.

Huo Ling'er and Yue Lang stared at the old man in yellow in mid-air, with hatred in their eyes.

"master!"

Like a phoenix crying for blood, Huo Ling'er screamed sadly, tears rolling in her eyes.

The roaring spiritual power was shattered in front of Wu Shi without any warning. Such a powerful force was shattered.

"Shihai kid!"[

Angry voices sounded, and several figures appeared out of thin air in front of Huo Ling'er and the others. There were four people coming, three of them were the angry-looking Fire Emperor, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Poisons, the Sword God Yijun, and another one.

A middle-aged man with an indifferent face, wearing a coarse cloth, and a sad beard that gives him a sense of vicissitudes of life.

In mid-air, the old man in yellow clothes named Shi Hai looked confused. He was chatting and laughing with me just now, and he was coming to punish the ancestors who killed his disciples with him. Why was he so angry at himself?

"Ancestors, what's wrong?" Shi Hai asked cautiously. Even though he kept his word in front of others, and his cultivation had reached the realm of transformation, in front of these ancestors, he was still like a child.

Childish.

Ancestor Wan Du couldn't help but tremble in his beard when he looked at the fainted Lei Ling and the injuries all over his body below. His precious disciple was injured like this again.

Sword God Yijun stared at Shi Hai with cold eyes. Just now he saw Lei Ming still clutching the Qingfeng sword he gave him in his hand, and he couldn't help but feel furious in his heart. With a wave of his hand,

A dense formation of three thousand swords appeared behind them, and the shocking sword energy directly enveloped the stone sea.

The Fire Emperor looked at the crying Huo Ling'er, and couldn't help but feel a fire of fame in his heart. He was only such a precious disciple, and he regarded her as his granddaughter. He turned his head and looked at Shi Hai.

His eyes and nose were on fire, and he was extremely angry.

And Shi Hai, who was standing in the opposite sky, his heart was beating like a machine gun. What happened to these three ancestors, especially when they looked at Yijun's three thousand sword array, their faces turned pale.

Well, if this ancestor had waved his hand, he might have become a hornet's nest.

"Ancestors, I, what happened to me..." At this time, Shi Hai still looked like he was red-eyed just now. Let alone avenging his apprentice, I'm afraid I have to explain it here unexplained.

You must know that these three ancestors are all famous for their weird tempers.

"Ling'er, what on earth is going on?" Fire Emperor narrowed his eyes and stared at Shi Hai.

Huo Ling'er wiped her tears in a panic and sobbed: "Master, you have to make the decision for Brother Lei Ming. A few of us went up to Qiankun Mountain to find the master, but we were stopped by three people. They said they wanted us to go down the mountain immediately.

, otherwise we will kill us. Brother Lei Ming and others fought with them and finally killed two of them. However, another strong man from the upper level of Soul Tempering came, and it became like this. Brother Lei Ming was beaten by him.

The palm penetrated the chest...I..."

After saying this, the Patriarch of Ten Thousand Poisons suddenly roared to the sky: "Haha, okay, what a master Shi Hai, what a generous person, how dare you do this to my disciple, today I will let you taste the feeling of being riddled with ten thousand poisons!

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Yi Jun's eyes narrowed: "What a master Shi Hai, he allowed his disciples to kill my disciple, good, not bad!"

Master Shi Hai is ready to die at this moment. That is a method used by many sects. What happened to him? How could he offend these beloved disciples?

"Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor, misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. My beloved disciple's injury is important. I have good elixirs here. I will definitely be able to restore my beloved disciple, so I can ask Old Ancestor to be merciful!" Shi Hai was at this moment.

As well as the majesty just now, he only knows one thing now, that is, if he does not wipe away the anger of these ancestors, let alone his own strong family, I am afraid that even he will die here today.

"Today, I am going to remove your Dihoumen from among the warriors, and you, Shi Hai, will not escape death today!" Ancestor Wandu said through gritted teeth.

Yijun said nothing, but his silence meant that he was truly angry.

When the king was angry, his corpse floated thousands of miles away.

When these ancestors are angry, no one from the martial arts world dares to take advantage of them!