The tragic battle lasted for a long time.

Blood stained the ground red, and small red puddles even formed in some places, which looked so shocking.

The air was filled with disgusting smell of blood, with broken limbs and corpses everywhere.

Pan Jialong leaned on the ground with his sword, gasping heavily, and his chest was burning and painful.

He didn't expect that the other party was so fearless and fought until there was the last person left.

At the end of the moment, he was careless, thinking that the leader of the other party had no ability to resist, so he rushed forward rashly, but ended up being killed by the other party.

The sword pierced his ribs, causing the vital part to be injured by a little bit.

Although I have taken the pill for treatment, such serious injuries are extremely harmful to the body. If I don’t recuperate for a while, it may be difficult to recover.

Fortunately, the winner was the Sihai Chamber of Commerce. More than 30 people were killed or injured by a hundred subordinates, and less than 70 people could stand and persist in fighting.

Pan Jialong was not worried at all. Even if he had only these people left, he could easily destroy the Chu family chamber of commerce.

The only thing that made him guard against was the fat dog. This fat man had a disgusting smile on his face, which made him feel uncomfortable.

But Pan Jialong had to have a good relationship with Fat Dog, "I'll say it again, the spirit gathering pill belongs to you, and the people belong to me, how about it."

The fat dog's eyes narrowed into a line, and the Sihai Chamber of Commerce and Man Lu's subordinates were both defeated. This was the ending he most wanted to see.

"Mr. Pan, look at what you said. My fat dog always speaks like a word. I just want to gather spirit pills and belong to you." The fat dog thought for a long time, and it would be better to sell Pan Jialong a favor at this time.

After all, the Sihai Chamber of Commerce is strong enough, and offending Pan Jialong is definitely not a wise move.

"Okay! Master Dog is so loyal. I have written down this love by Pan Jialong." Pan Jialong finally felt relieved.

"Pan Jialong, why not discuss it. If we join forces and make that fat dog, wouldn't it be better for you to have both people and wealth?" Chu Lingyan took the initiative and joined forces with Pan Jialong in order to minimize the strength of his opponent.

Pan Jialong laughed loudly, his body trembled, the amplitude was slightly larger, and it involved the wound, causing him to grin.

"Chu Lingyan, you are so scheming. You want to use me to fight with Master Dog, and you will benefit in the end. Don't be foolish. I just want you, Master Dog, you still want to use your little thoughts in front of me, and treat me Pan Jialong as someone!" Pan Jialong was sure to win, and he couldn't take the risk of being destroyed and turned against the fat dog.

The three sides confronted each other and were in a stalemate.

Without seeing Yang Teng's news, Chu Lingyan was also anxious and held the broad sword in her hand tightly, "Try it! Everyone rush forward with me! As long as I overcome today's difficulties, I will never treat you badly after returning to the Chu family chamber of commerce!"

After shouting this sentence, Chu Lingyan was about to rush forward. What surprised her was that there was no reaction behind her!

He stopped the momentum of rushing forward and looked back. The situation behind him almost made Chu Lingyan angry to death.

Only a dozen monks followed her, but each of them was frowning and about to die.

The other thirty people were unmoved, standing there as if they hadn't heard her words. Some even threw the sword in their hands to the ground and surrendered before they even took action.

"What are you doing? I took the benefits of my Chu family and refused to work hard at critical moments!" Chu Lingyan was not afraid of the strength of the enemy, nor was she afraid of death.

But Chu Lingyan couldn't stand the actions of these monks behind her.

"Miss Chu, I'm really sorry, I have old men and young men, and I can't die here." A monk said with his head down.

"Chu Lingyan, you gave us such a little benefit, do you want us to die with you? How many benefits did your Chu family get this time? You are willing to take out such a little spiritual gathering pill. We are not fools, why do you work hard for you?" A monk shouted loudly.

"Well said!" Pan Jialong slapped hard, "As long as you give up resistance, I, Pan Jialong, will never treat you badly. Each person will have 50,000 bottles of spirit gathering pills to be fulfilled on the spot!"

"Mr. Pan, I'll follow you!" Someone immediately came out of the team and walked towards the Sihai Chamber of Commerce.

"Okay! OK! OK! Who else? I, Chu Lingyan, can't afford you a high reward. Who else wants to surrender to Pan Jialong? I will never stop you." Chu Lingyan smiled in a hurry.

Hula, the thirty monks behind him left clean.

"Why don't you go?" Chu Lingyan asked the dozen monks behind him.

The cultivator of the Marrow-Destroying Stage smiled bitterly: "Miss Chu, aren't you humiliating me? Although I'm not very strong in combat, I still know how to be shameless. Since I received the reward from the Chu family, there is nothing to say even if I die here today."

The other monks shouted in a verbal manner.

"Ling Yan, you have done a lot for your family. Although the family has not given you much support, we are the children of the Chu family after all, and even if you die in battle, you can't embarrass the Chu family!"

These Chu family members moved Chu Lingyan very much.

She has always carried the Chu family chamber of commerce alone on her shoulders. The Chu family did not give her much support. Instead, she often threatened her. If the chamber of commerce cannot be operated normally, the Chu family will send someone to take charge of the chamber of commerce.

At this critical moment, the Chu family members did not abandon her.

This is enough!

"Ling Yan, I advise you to give up the meaningless struggle. Just a dozen of you can make any waves." Pan Jialong spoke very carefully this time and did not dare to make too large moves to avoid implicating the wound.

"As long as you give up resistance, I can spare these people. Do you have the heart to watch these people die because of your decision? In the end, if you survive, how much they die?"

Pan Jialong looked proud and raised his head slightly, making a victorious gesture.

What is this! Just as he raised his head, a black dot suddenly appeared in his eyes.

In the sky, a black dot landed rapidly. The moment Pan Jialong raised his head, the black dot quickly grew bigger and came to his head.

Pan Jialong reacted very quickly. He immediately realized the danger and quickly dodged to the side.

But the black dots falling from high altitude were too fast. Pan Jialong's body had just moved and a big foot kicked him hard in the face.

"Bang!" This time it was very accurate, and the soles of the shoes had the closest contact with Pan Jialong's face.

Pan Jialong was seriously injured, so how could he withstand such a kick?

He was kicked to the ground in an instant.

The black dot fell to the ground, and his big feet stepped on Pan Jialong's face, trampling his even into a pool of blood, making him breathe hard.

Pan Jialong struggled to get out of this big foot, and a cold voice came from his ears, "Be honest, believe it or not, I will step on you to death!"

The audience was shocked. No matter how imaginative a person was, he would not have thought that Pan Jialong, who was still determined to win, was stepped on under his feet in the blink of an eye.

Pan Jialong had no doubt that the other party could step on him to death. From his voice, he could already hear that the owner of this big foot was Yang Teng!

The fat dog was stunned. How did Yang Teng come back! Falling from the sky?

This is incredible.

The surrendered monks were frightened. What should I do? Why did this killer come back at this time? And he also used such a powerful appearance method.

Chu Lingyan was happy and ran to Yang Teng in a few steps, "Yang Teng! I knew you would definitely arrive in time! How did you come back and actually fall from the sky."

Chu Lingyan said with a smile: "It's just that this outfit is not cool enough. If it's a golden armor, it would be even better. The golden armored war god fell from the sky..."

Before she could finish her words, Chu Lingyan suddenly found that Yang Teng's weird black clothes were gone, replaced by a set of golden armor, wrapping up Yang Teng's body, only her face was exposed.

"Ah!" Chu Lingyan screamed excitedly, "Yang Teng, I love you so much. The golden armored war god fell from the sky. For his beloved girl, he defeated the evil forces. From then on, the two of them lived the happiest and most fulfilling life."

Chu Lingyan hugged Yang Teng and kissed him hard on the face.

Yang Teng was speechless and thought to himself that he was just asking for help. He showed off his own things. Now it’s okay!

"Woo..." Pan Jialong, who was trampled under his feet, let out an unwilling roar, grabbed Yang Teng's calves with both hands, and wanted to overturn Yang Teng.

Yang Teng exerted his strength with his big feet and stepped Pan Jialong's head into the soil.

"Pan Jialong, you'd better be honest. Don't anger me, otherwise I'll step on you to death!"

Pan Jialong struggled for a few times, but he really couldn't get rid of this big foot, so he had to give up resisting and lie in the soil and gasp heavily. Every time he breathed, he would inhale the dust in his mouth.

Chu Lingyan raised her feet and kicked Pan Jialong's head, "Pan Jialong, aren't you arrogant? You want to steal me away, but you snatch me, why are you lying here as a turtle with a head-shrinking!"

Suddenly, Yang Teng felt a warning, and he didn't look back and raised his hand and slashed it.

"Crotch!" A huge rebound came from his arm, almost knocking Yang Teng away.

Yang Teng quickly bent down and took advantage of the opportunity to resolve this force to pick up Pan Jialong.

The Xuanfeng sword was placed on Pan Jialong's neck, and his eyes were cold to look at the sneak attacker.

"If you want Pan Jialong's life, just take action!"

The one who attacked the Sihai Chamber of Commerce was a master who failed to succeed in one blow, so he didn't dare to take action again.

A flash of sword light.

"Ah!" Pan Jialong screamed, and one ear was cut off by Qi Ren.

"Yang Teng! You must die a little!" Pan Jialong roared angrily, and lost one ear. How can he be a human being in the future!

Yang Teng sneered: "This is the consequence of the sneak attack. Please collect some interest for the time being. What kind of punishment you will receive next depends on your performance."

The Xuanfeng Sword rubbed Pan Jialong's neck, and a blood groove was rubbed out, and blood flowed out along the blood groove.

"Don't kill me, Young Master Yang, I know I'm wrong, I will never dare again." Pan Jialong knew he was afraid now, so he quickly begs for mercy.

"Pan Jialong, what I want?" Yang Teng asked.

"What do you want? What do you want?" Pan Jialong didn't understand Yang Teng's words.

"Pretending to be confused, right? Or I'll let Xuanfeng Sword remind you." Yang Teng slowly moved Xuanfeng Sword.
Chapter completed!