"Sheng Xuanyuan, do you think that my Jun family is a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others?"
Jun Lintian's face instantly darkened and he shouted in a deep voice.
As soon as the words fell, countless powerful men from Juncheng also took off into the sky one after another.
The Silver Scale Guards, the Black Nirvana Army, the City Guards, as well as the elders, worshipers and other powerful people.
The major armies stationed in the satellite cities around Juncheng are ready to go.
Several large formations were activated one after another.
Terrifying energy fluctuations soared into the sky one after another, causing terrifying fluctuations that made people cringe.
The ancient clan, which has been inherited for millions of years, showed its sharp fangs at this moment.
"Jun Lintian, it's a pity that you made a wrong choice."
Xuanyuan Sheng shook his head slowly, seeming quite disappointed.
The words fell.
Several screams suddenly sounded on the field.
Among the several Bai Ling-level troops stationed in the satellite city, several heads flew up at the same time, and pillars of blood spurted out crazily.
Next to their headless bodies, a group of black mist slowly dissipated, escaped into the void, and disappeared without a trace.
In the blink of an eye, all the commanders and deputy commanders of the Bai Ling-level armies of the Jun family were killed.
Even the physical body and soul were destroyed at the same time.
But the people next to him didn't even touch the shadow of the murderer.
The army was instantly leaderless.
"Ghost Thorn!"
Jun Lintian's expression suddenly changed dramatically.
Ghost Thorns are the most feared branch in the temple.
No one knows how many members there are, and no one knows the true appearance and identity of the members.
People only know that Ghost Stingers are a group of cold-blooded killers. They are powerful and proficient in concealment, lurking, and assassination. They are a group of existences like poisonous snakes and scorpions. They lurk in dark corners and may give you a fatal blow at some point.
one strike.
Being targeted by ghost thorns is definitely a nightmare.
And this nightmare can only end with death.
Just now it was Ghost Thorn who took action and carried out the beheading mission.
The commanders and deputy commanders of several Bai Ling-level armies of the Jun family are all powerful men in the late stages of reincarnation or even at the peak of reincarnation. However, under the assassination of the ghost thorns, their bodies and heads were separated without even the slightest chance to fight back.
This is the horror of ghost thorns.
"Sheng Xuanyuan! Your temple is too deceptive!"
Jun Lintian witnessed the death of many of his generals, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
"Master Jun, I told you that our temple has no intention of being an enemy of your Jun family, but if you continue to be stubborn, you can't blame me." Saint Xuanyuan said lightly with a sneer on his face.
"Master, I'm going!"
Jun has a scimitar in his hand and takes the initiative to ask for orders.
Jun Lintian said: "Be careful."
"Master, please rest assured."
Jun Wu Leng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the surrounding space suddenly became agitated. His figure gradually became illusory, and soon disappeared completely.
At the same time, the elite members of the Black Nirvana Army behind Jun Wu Leng also had their weapons in hand and fled into the void.
Immediately afterwards.
The sound of "dang-dang-dang" collisions continued to sound in the void.
Murderous intent blooms quietly in the darkness.
Not long after, there was a "chi" sound, followed by a scream, and a strong man from the Black Nirvana Army fell out of the void. Only half of his neck was still connected to his head, blood flew out, and he was no longer breathing.
This is just the beginning.
Next, strong men from the Black Nirvana Army continued to fall.
But Ghost Thorn is not without its losses.
A head covered with a black turban and mask fell from the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a headless corpse fell to the ground.
This is a member of Ghost Sting.
Jun Wu Leng's figure appeared, holding a bloody scimitar. He glanced coldly at the corpse of the ghost thorn, and escaped into the void again.
Although the Black Nirvana army had more people than the Ghost Thorns, the battle losses still far exceeded the Ghost Thorns.
Compared with the Black Nirvana Army and the Ghost Thorns, there is still a big gap.
Only Jun Wu Leng's strength can compete with the Ghost Thorn. Even if the other three members of the Black Nirvana Army work together, they may not be able to kill a Ghost Thorn.
Seeing the elite members of the Black Nirvana Army dying one after another, the faces of everyone in the Jun family became increasingly ugly.
But this is a duel between killers, and others really can't help.
"Master Jun, their life and death depend on your thoughts." Saint Xuanyuan said calmly.
He has settled into your family.
"Brother, you can't give in!"
At this time, Jun Lindao suddenly shouted, and then said: "The four famous catchers and the six diamond catchers are dispatched!"
As soon as he finished speaking, ten figures rushed out from behind Jun Lindao and joined the battlefield forcefully.
These ten people are the four famous catchers and the six golden catchers of the prison hall. They are all at the peak of reincarnation. Although they are not professional killers, they have some research on assassination and concealment, so they can barely fight against the ghost assassins.
The joining of the top ten members of the Prison Hall alleviated the crisis of the Black Nirvana Army to a certain extent.
But overall, it is still in a weak position.
"Father!"
Jun Lingxiao suddenly jumped into the air and shouted to Jun Lintian: "Father, hand over Lin Fan and Ling Xuefei!"
"Ling Xiao? What are you doing here? Go back!" Jun Lintian looked back at Jun Lingxiao and scolded.
Jun Lingxiao, however, remained motionless and asked, "Father, do you really want to put your family in danger for that couple of bitches?"
Jun Lintian frowned and shouted: "Do you know what you are talking about? Come back quickly!"
"I am doing this for the good of the family!" Jun Lingxiao still insisted.
Xuanyuan Sheng said with a smile: "Master Jun, I think you should listen to your son. Your son is an outstanding person. After all, our plan this time was proposed by him. If it hadn't been for him, maybe we would still have
It’s not that easy to do this.”
"Whoa!"
Jun Lintian's eyes narrowed and he stared at Jun Lingxiao.
His eyes were full of disbelief.
Everyone in the Jun family also looked at Jun Lingxiao, unable to believe that their (former) young master actually united with outsiders to deal with the family.
Jun Lingxiao's expression became extremely unnatural, he lowered his head and said hesitantly: "Father, I, I just... I just want to deal with Lin Fan and Ling Xuefei, I...
..”
"Okay, you don't need to say anything."
Jun Lintian waved his hand, with a look of hatred on his face, and said, "Wufeng, take him down."
"Father!"
Jun Lingxiao wanted to say something else, but at this time Jun Wufeng had already brought two people up and took Jun Lingxiao down.
Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan Sheng raised the corner of his mouth and sneered.
Jun Lintian frowned, thinking about ways to defeat the enemy.
The strong men of the Holy Dou Army and the Inspection Department are watching eagerly. If the Silver Scale Guards, the Elders and the strong worshipers take action, they will definitely do so. With the help of the city defense formation, the Jun family will not be at a disadvantage.
But, ghost thorns are the biggest trouble.
The threat of ghost thorns is even greater than that of the Holy Warriors.
Xuanyuan Sheng is in no hurry anyway.
If this continues, the Ghost Thorn will definitely massacre all the Black Nirvana Army and the powerful men of the Prison Hall.
But just when Xuanyuan Sheng thought that Ghost Thorn had a chance to win, a sudden change occurred.
The void above his head suddenly stirred, and then dozens of ghostly figures were seen flashing in the void.
The sound of the blade penetrating flesh kept coming.
Immediately afterwards, heads fell from the sky one after another.