After the words came, Tie Bowen took the opportunity to get the lightning and slapped Nalan Wushuang at the back of the neck. Since Miss Nine was unwilling to leave, she could only use extraordinary means.
To be honest, Tie Bowen was reluctant to take action, and he didn't want to separate from her like this, but at such a critical moment of life and death, he had to make a decision.
Nalan Wushuang had no time to react, and cried out with a soft cry, her eyes closed and she fainted.
Miss Nine, goodbye forever...
Tie Bowen took a deep breath, endured the discomfort in his heart, hid Nalan Wushuang in the cave in the grass, then turned around and met Ital and others.
Soon, Ital and others arrived.
"Tie Bowen!"
At this moment, Ital's cold face was deeply sinister: "I was about to look for you, and you, a fish that missed the net, appeared. Hand over the treasure and kill me!"
The cold voice spread throughout the audience, and there was no doubt.
While speaking, Ital looked around the scene and saw nearly a hundred subordinates lying in a pool of blood, and his anger became even more intense.
Moreover, Ital noticed that there was a Tie Bowen in front of him, but the woman in Kyushu who had been with him disappeared, and immediately waved: "Finding that woman in Kyushu."
"yes!"
Hearing the order, the elite cavalry behind him responded in unison, and then quickly searched around, but there was no clue.
At this time, they didn't know that Nalan Wushuang was in the grass in front of him, but the hole was too hidden and could not be found without careful inspection.
"You don't have to look for it."
At this moment, Tie Bowen took a step forward and looked at Ital and said, "Everything has nothing to do with Miss Nine, and she has left. Whatever you want, come to me."
hehe!
Seeing Tie Bowen's fearless look, Ital couldn't help but nod and praise: "It's worthy of being Tiemuer's son, you are quite brave. Don't worry, I'll send you down in a while and reunite with your father."
Swish!
Hearing this, Tie Bowen was shocked and shouted angrily: "How did you do to my father?" Although he had guessed it just now, it was still a bit difficult to accept when Itaire said this in person.
Ital said with a proud look on his face, saying word by word: "Temur colluded with the remnants of the Heavenly Dao Society and captured His Majesty the Queen. His crimes are unforgivable. A day ago, Tiemur and the elderly and young people in his family have been killed."
As he said that, Ital tightly locked on Tie Bowen, and a trace of contempt appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Now, you, the fish that escapes the net, are left in your family, do you understand?"
Buzz!
Hearing this, although Tie Bowen was prepared, he was still stunned at this time, his heart felt as if he was hit hard by an invisible hammer, his head buzzed, and he was stunned.
Dead... My father and his family are all dead...
"I want you to die..."
The next second, Tie Bowen's eyes widened, and two lines of blood and tears burst out, and he roared at Ital.
Buzz!
The last word fell, and all the power of Tie Bowen exploded, his figure was like a cannonball, and he punched Ital. Wherever his figure passed, the sky seemed to be about to shatter.
This punch contains Tie Bowen's endless sorrow and resentment, and is extremely powerful.
hehe!
Seeing Tie Bowen hit Tie Bowen, Ital was unhappy at all, but instead showed a hint of contempt: "With this ability, dare to be arrogant in front of me?"
While speaking, Itale slapped her palm lightly.
Prince Aotian, who was standing beside him, looked at the excitement leisurely. In his heart, people like Tie Bowen were not qualified to let him take action.
Bang!
The fist and the palm force collided, and a roar erupted, and I saw Ital's figure shaking slightly, still floating in the air.
Tie Bowen groaned and was directly knocked back dozens of meters away. Finally, he fell to the ground with a pale face and indescribable embarrassment. Although he was the best among the younger generation of the Rakshasa clan, Ital was the number one warrior and his foundation was not comparable to Tie Bowen.
"Boy!"
Ital was floating in the air, looking down at Tie Bowen with contempt, his tone full of contempt: "With this skill, do you still want to take revenge?"
Swish!
Hearing these mocking words, Tie Bowen struggled to stand up, clenched his fists, pinching his nails into the flesh, and blood flowed out...