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Chapter 1887 The Massacre Begins

The last bits and pieces of thoughts flashed through Mr. Peng's mind, and his soul and body were shattered.

The four brothers of the giant stone clan who were still dying before were like dragons and tigers. Their huge bodies were moving around, like harvesting leeks, constantly harvesting the lives of the powerful emperors around them.

These are the elite warriors brought by Master Fengyun from Wanyuan Island, but the four brothers of the Jushi Clan have an overwhelming advantage in strength.

Under their frenzied strangulation, every Imperial warrior was knocked down like wheat by the crazy sickle.

Although Mr. Namo had an idea and escaped from a relatively safe angle, the pressure behind him did not make him feel relieved.

Suddenly, Mo Lao's body, which was traveling at high speed, froze. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes. Right in front of him, an equally tall giant suddenly jumped out, waving a giant weapon in his hand, and smashed down his pocket with a powerful momentum.

, has the potential to stir up the world.

"No, there's an ambush!" Mr. Mo took a breath of air and turned around.

However, during this short period of hesitation, several more figures came from all directions.

"Old man, where are you going?" A joking voice came from the side.

Boo hoo hoo hoo!

Four consecutive figures sprang out from the void. They were the other four brothers of the Dashi clan. Led by Dashi, they surrounded Mo Lao.

The four brothers joined forces to form a siege, and immediately locked the void on this side. Namo Lao suddenly felt that the void around him was oppressive, as if four mountains had locked all the exits.

Boss Mo was horrified and quickly activated his escape method, trying to rush out at once. However, it was obviously too late.

There was no dead end in the void that the four brothers had jointly sealed. The void in all directions was as solid as a boulder, and there was no gap left for him at all.

"How could this happen?" Mr. Mo was really shocked. How come these eight brothers from the Jushi Clan are all in Liuli King City?

Didn't they go to the Nine Suns Heavenly Sect with Jiang Chen?

So Jiang Chen is so trusting? He didn’t bring the Suzaku divine bird, nor did he bring any of the eight brothers from the Jushi clan? Isn’t it that Jiang Chen is not afraid that the main force of Fengyun Sect will attack him in Jiuyang Tianzong?

Or is it that Jiang Chen had already expected that Jiuyang Tianzong did not have the main force of Fengyun Sect?

However, if Jiang Chen had already expected that the main force of Fengyun Sect would not be in Jiuyang Tianzong, why would he go to Jiuyang Tianzong?

Thinking of this, Mr. Mo's heart suddenly twitched, and a terrible thought flashed through his mind: "Could it be said that Jiang Chen had already figured out all this? He didn't go to Jiuyang Tianzong at all? The so-called going to Jiuyang Tianzong just meant

The fake news released by Liuli King City? Is it a smoke bomb? Deliberately defrauding Fengyun Sect?"

Suddenly, Mr. Mo felt a chill running down his spine. If this was the case, then Jiang Chen was really terrible.

They, the Fengyun Cult, attacked east and west, built plank roads openly, and secretly visited Chen Cang, thinking that they could attack Liuli King City by surprise! However, others may have guessed all this a long time ago, and they are waiting for them!

Mo Lao's heart beat faster and he felt inexplicable fear in his heart.

At this time, the four brothers of the Dashi clan were already approaching. The Dashi laughed strangely: "Old man, where else do you want to escape?"

Mo Lao's expression changed again, and his consciousness reached its limit, looking for a glimmer of hope.

"Stop trying in vain, there is no escape."

The one who spoke was not the four brothers of the Jushi clan, but a voice from far away.

This sound made Old Demo's pupils shrink again. Looking towards the source of the sound, he saw Jiang Chen calmly sitting on a high slope not far away.

"You...are you Jiang Chen?" Mo Lao suddenly remembered something.

"You do have some eyesight. I heard the old man boasting before. I heard that you guys are from Wanyuan Island?" Jiang Chen looked at Old Mo with a half-smile.

Mr. Mo was complaining in his heart. He had felt that Mr. Peng was a little careless in reporting his family background. But at that time, they were sure of winning. Although they reported their family background, it was risky, but it was not an exaggeration.

However, at this stage, if the identity is exposed, it is likely to cause trouble. After all, there is still a ban on Wanyuan Island, and the monks on Wanyuan Island cannot enter human territory at will without permission.

What's more, they are not just a few people smuggling this time, but a large number of people sneaking into human territory.

If this matter were brought to Wanyuan Island, the Xiahou clan would definitely be criticized, and it would even cause big trouble for the Xiahou clan.

Although Mr. Mo was panicked, he snorted coldly: "What Wanyuan Island? It's inexplicable! I am a hermit monk from the Upper Eight Realms. Jiang Chen, since you are determined to be the leader of the human race, you must respect the older generation like us.

The hermit monk!"

Jiang Chen couldn't help laughing, this old man was telling lies with his eyes open.

"If you are really a senior expert in the human realm, I would really like to show my respect. Unfortunately, you are not. Neither is your Fengyun Sect." Jiang Chen sighed and shook his head.

"Tell me, which family of Wanyuan Island do you belong to?" Jiang Chen said calmly.

Mr. Mo still refused to admit it: "Jiang Chen, you are just rude to us hermit seniors, but what excuse do you have for Myriad Abyss Island? Who doesn't know that Myriad Abyss Island has no contact with human territory at all?"

This old man has the attitude of refusing to admit his death.

Jiang Chen smiled faintly: "I originally planned to give you a chance to live if you admit it. Since you refuse to admit it, then you have to fight to the end. That's all, then I will send you and the old man to the underworld to reunite!"

"kill him!"

Jiang Chen gave the order coldly, and he was completely angry this time. The actions of these guys from Fengyun Sect had completely exceeded his bottom line.

If he had not obtained the information about the Wushuang Emperor, and if he had not passed through the Liuli King Tower as a transit point, Liuli King City would have definitely suffered a big loss this time, and so would he.

If he really rushes back from Jiuyang Tianzong and accidentally steps into this trap. If he is caught off guard, even if he is fine, the eight brothers of the Jushi Clan and others will probably suffer in this trap.

If there were no eight brothers from the Jushi Clan, Jiang Chen's only choice, surrounded by two Heavenly Realm experts and dozens of Imperial Realm experts, would be to escape into the Liuli King Tower through the time and space talisman.

In that case, even if he escapes with his life, others will not be able to escape. At that time, he will be the only commander left. Even if he returns to Liuli King City and faces the powerful Fengyun Sect, what chance does he have of winning?

Therefore, Jiang Chen still has lingering fears about Fengyun Sect's conspiracy when he thinks about it.

In addition, Jiang Chen was already hostile to Wanyuan Island. Thinking of what happened to Huang'er when he was taken away, and the arrogance of Elder Xi of the Huang'er family, Jiang Chen became extremely angry.

It is precisely because of this that he has absolutely no sympathy for the people on Wanyuan Island, especially those who are hostile to him.

Mr. Mo probably also knows that in today's situation, there is no other choice but to fight to the death.

When Jiang Chen gave the order, Mo Lao used all his strength to fight to the death with Dashi and the four brothers. His goal was not to win, but to find a chance to escape.

However, Jiang Chen had already arranged a battle plan.

Jiang Chen knew that Dashi and his team's strength was recovering slowly. They were probably less than one-fifth of their peak strength.

In terms of individual combat effectiveness, none of the brothers may be Mo Lao's opponent.

But two against one, they are basically evenly matched.

If it's four versus one, the advantage will be very obvious.

It is this advantage that Jiang Chen wants to take advantage of.

Of course, although Mr. Mo suffered a loss, he could still hold on. He was different from Mr. Peng.

The reason why Mr. Peng fell so quickly was entirely because of the sneak attack. The sneak attack came so suddenly that Mr. Peng was seriously injured and lost most of his life.

As for Mo Lao, he was not injured and was in full strength. Even if four warriors from the Giant Stone clan joined forces to capture him at once, they would be quite embarrassed.

Fortunately, the four brothers from the giant stone clan continued to free up their hands and feet to join the battle group after killing a group of powerful emperors.

Not long after, six brothers from the Jushi Clan besieged Mr. Mo.

The remaining two people, under Jiang Chen's command, chased and killed the scattered Imperial realm warriors.

Jiang Chen's Holy Dragon Bow has not been idle either. He has certainly improved greatly in his cultivation this time in seclusion.

There have also been many gains in the development of the Holy Dragon Bow, the treasure of the Holy First Sect.

At this moment, with the help of the locking magical power of the evil golden eye and the power of the holy dragon bow, he was able to continuously shoot and kill the powerful emperors under the pursuit of the brothers of the giant stone clan.

Those powerful people in the imperial realm were in panic all day long and fled in all directions.

Every time Jiang Chen activated the evil golden eye to lock, he activated the Holy Dragon Bow continuously, one arrow at a time, and unexpectedly hit the target continuously.

As a true treasure of the ancient holy sect, the power of the Holy Dragon Bow is indeed very terrifying.

One arrow after another, one after another. In a short while, seven or eight elite warriors from Wanyuan Island were killed by his arrows chasing their souls.

Of course, Jiang Chen also knew that if it was a one-on-one situation, he would have little chance of winning if he wanted to shoot these elite warriors of the Imperial Realm.

The main reason why these warriors were shot dead by him so easily was because the warriors of the Boulder clan put too much pressure on them.

They spent all their energy on escaping and escaping from the pursuit of the Boulder Clan. They had no time to pay attention to other threats.

This also provided an opportunity for Jiang Chen to take advantage of.

Under the pursuit of the Holy Dragon Bow, those emperor-level experts continued to fall one after another. Jiang Chen was also full of energy.

This was the first time that he had killed an emperor-level warrior so easily, and he had killed so many of them, and the process was so easy.

In the blink of an eye, this area was filled with corpses.

If this scene were seen by any warrior in the human realm, they would feel terrified. After all, these corpses lying on the spot were all of the cultivation level of the Emperor Realm.

Put this kind of cultivation in the human realm, which one can't become a strong one? Which one can't be at the top?

"Sanshi, don't be too fierce. Leave a little alive!"

Although Jiang Chen was eager to kill, he did not forget about it. Now the old man obviously couldn't pry out any useful information.

The only hope is to catch a few alive and interrogate the opponent's true origins.

Jiang Chen didn't want to be stared at so silently, without even knowing who his opponent was.

(I accompanied my wife back to my parents’ house and just came home in the evening. It’s a little later today, but the three chapters will not exceed 22:30. This is the first chapter!)


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