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Chapter 1285 must kill

The green fire was exploding, the gas was raging, the entire ground within a hundred feet exploded, chaotic rubble rumbled, and thick dust and mist surged into a tidal wave. The scene was shocking.

Time seems to have frozen at this moment, and the scene seems to be carved into my heart.

The expressions of all the saints who were running at full speed changed. Tang Yan's manic offensive and violent murderous images stabbed their eyes like needles, impacting their souls. Such blood and murderous intent, so cruel and brutal.

The violent and trance allowed them to see the evil ancestor who massacred the city and destroyed the saint.

And when the whole scene was frozen, Tang Yan's thousand-meter trajectory sprinting from the Qianlong Road... the earth shook and the mountains shook and exploded completely...

A straight line, running through a thousand meters, Tang Yan passed by in an instant, leaving a trace of solidified Gang Qi. Until this moment, the Gang Qi lost control and bombarded wildly. The ground cracked into a gully more than ten meters wide, the mountain was shattered, and huge rocks rolled down.

Countless trees exploded and shattered at this moment, mixed with dust and mist, stirring up and rolling, and jointly performed the trembling scene at this moment.

It was as if the world had quieted down, and the crowds of people in the mountains and fields were stunned by the scene in the valley.

Magma! Ruins! Gully! Dust mist!

Scenes after scenes converge into shocking battlefield remnants.

Someone actually started a war in the Valley of the Wicked?

Or in front of all the saints?

What courage and courage!

In the depths of the critical attack, Tang Yan maintained his charging posture, with a ferocious face and evil aura, like an evil ghost from hell. His sharp claws finally penetrated Zhao Huan's chest, smashing the heart and sternum to pieces, and blood spurted out at this moment.

, mixed with minced meat and bone stubble.

but……

The green fire that was supposed to explode and completely destroy Zhao Huan failed to do so.

At this moment, there was an old hand on Tang Yan's wrist, which was tightly grasped, and the five fingers were deeply embedded in his flesh, preventing further movements; in front of Tang Yan, there was a gray-haired man.

The old man, also maintaining an attacking posture, stared at Tang Yan head-on, suppressing his rage.

"Tang Yan, let's stop here. Killing Zhao Huan is not a wise decision." The old man was Qiao Ba. He had obviously come to the rescue with all his strength, but Tang Yan suddenly jumped a thousand meters and hit him directly.

Being caught off guard, his self-proclaimed Gujing Wubo mind was shaken, so much so that Tang Yan succeeded first, directly destroying Zhao Huan's chest, breaking his heart and sternum, and taking away half of his life!

But the rescue he tried his best was not without effect. At the last moment, he was very lucky to control the green fire that almost exploded from Tang Yan. Otherwise... Zhao Huan at this moment had been completely blown to pieces by the green fire, and even his soul might not have been spared.

"Let go, I will bear my responsibility!" Tang Yan's face was ferocious, his blood-red gaze slowly raised, and he met Qiao Ba's eyes cruelly. He was fearless and determined to kill. Now that the matter has come to this, there is no way out.

, he pressed down on his right arm, green fire surged wildly, vowing to completely destroy Zhao Huan.

"Can you afford it? Zhao Huan is the son of the Human Emperor. He is closely related to the fate of the empire and is connected to the Human Emperor. When Zhao Huan dies, the Dagan Emperor will definitely feel it. When the Dagan Emperor becomes angry, the dynasty will surely

Will directly declare war on the Xingluo Ancient Kingdom. I would like to ask Mr. Tang, is the Xingluo Ancient Kingdom ready? Are you ready again?"

Qiao Ba controlled Tang Yan's arms with all his strength, suppressing the violent spiritual power in his body, but he did not dare to control it too much, otherwise it would cause Tang Yan to counterattack wildly, and Zhao Huan, who was already in danger, would probably explode directly, completely

Death.

Tang Yan stared coldly. After a while, the blood in his eyes dissipated slightly, but his fierceness remained unabated, and the strength and spiritual power of his right arm continued to increase.

"Kid, it's time to stop."

"You are the first one in ten thousand years who dares to cause trouble in the Valley of the Wicked."

"By killing people in front of us, are you slapping us in the face?"

"Immediately take five steps back and stay away from Zhao Huan. Don't take action against us."

"Young Master Tang, it is easy to kill Zhao Huan, but who will bear the consequences? Once Zhao Huan dies, the alliance planned by the Three Holy Lands will be meaningless. The war between the empires is likely to break out tonight. Who will be responsible for the turmoil in the world? Who will

Can you take responsibility?!"

"You are no longer a child, please look at the overall situation."

All the saints arrived one after another. Except for the Pure Land saint who was still calm, the faces of all the villains in the Valley of Evil all looked very ugly and were more or less angry.

Tang Yan dared to openly assassinate Zhao Huan, and in front of them.

It’s Chi Guoguo’s provocation and contempt!

This is completely unprecedented since the establishment of the Valley of the Evil!

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but Tang Yan performed it vividly!

Now it is no longer a matter of appreciation or not, but a matter of being provoked!

Under everyone's stares and orders, the blood in Tang Yan's eyes gradually dissipated, and the surging evil spirit and green fire also weakened, but he always maintained a fierce fighting posture, like an extremely dangerous wolf, no matter who

Neither dared to relax.

"We can discuss whatever conditions you want." Qiao Ba quietly gestured to everyone not to irritate Tang Yan and to focus on appeasing him.

"A question, Zhao Huan has the blood of the Human Emperor flowing on his body, so there should be a special feeling between the two of them. Now that I have crippled him like this, can the Human Emperor sense it? I mean the space in your Evil Valley

Can the barrier stop the Human Emperor's exploration?" Tang Yan asked, but his voice was completely unlike a human voice, hoarse and dry, like the breathing of a demon.

The atmosphere in the audience relaxed a little, and it seemed that Tang Yan was about to compromise?!

Qiao Ba explained: "When you walked into the west gate, the entire mountain range has been shielded. The purpose of this is to prevent the outside world from excessively exploring the situation inside and affecting our normal layout. You can rest assured, as long as

If Zhao Huan were not completely dead, the Daqian Renhuang would not be able to sense it."

"You all stand back." Tang Yan glanced at the saints with bloodshot eyes.

"You let him go first."

"I don't believe you, and I'm afraid of death! I'm afraid you'll kill me!" Tang Yan glanced at them coldly, and the spiritual power in his body began to surge again.

"Child, I don't like the look in your eyes!" A Saint from the Valley of Evil spoke slowly, with a cold look on his face.

"Don't be impulsive! You all back off." Qiao Ba motioned for everyone to follow the instructions immediately. He didn't want the matter to continue. If it was delayed for a while, Zhao Huan himself would die.

"Can you guarantee that I won't die?" Tang Yan's voice was cold, and his eyes were even colder, as cold as if he was lifeless.

"Okay. No one will kill you here."

"Let go." Tang Yan looked at his arm that was clenched to death, as if it was clamped to death by iron pliers, and he was about to lose consciousness in his forearm.

"Let Zhao Huan live, everything can be remedied. Once he dies, you, me, the Three Holy Lands, Jiulong Ridge, Xingluo Empire, a series of victims." Qiao Ba relaxed slightly, but still reminded Tang Yan.

"Let go!" Tang Yan repeated dryly.

"Let's let go together." Qiao Ba tentatively let go, also easing the pressure on Tang Yan's spiritual power. After noticing that Tang Yan was also relaxing and looking back on his spiritual power, he speeded up slightly.

Everyone who retreated to the distance watched nervously, secretly anxious to end it quickly, otherwise Zhao Huan's blood would be drained, and no one would be able to save him!

Gradually, Tang Yan and Qiao Ba let go, and the whole audience breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. However...at this extremely delicate moment, Tang Yan's eyes suddenly turned sharp, and he suddenly struck the killer - the suppressed spiritual power.

It was released violently, turning into dense fireballs and drowning Zhao Huan.

For Zhao Huan, who was dying and defenseless, the rain of fireballs was a completely devastating disaster.

After a while, disaster strikes again!

This time, it is completely in front of all the saints!

"Bastard!" Qiao Ba flew into a rage and blasted out with a palm. The violent Gang Qi was like a violent tiger, hitting Tang Yan's chest head-on. There was no fancy martial arts, but it was an angry blow from the holy realm.

Bang!! Tang Yan felt as if he was struck by lightning, his chest bones cracked, and he rose up from the ground, like a strong wind sweeping fallen leaves, tumbling and retreating into the sky, scarlet blood spurting out from his mouth, leaving shocking traces all over the sky.

"I don't know what's good or bad!!" All the saints in the Valley of the Evil were shocked and furious. They almost wanted to strike a devastating blow to vent their anger.

Qiao Ba grabbed Zhao Huan inside the Qinghuo Tide and flew out like lightning. However... it was too late... He saved Zhao Huan, but only a head and most of his tattered torso were left, and his abdominal cavity was

The lower part and the entire limbs were completely blown to pieces.

There is only one corpse left!

A few dozen meters away, in the messy ruins, Tang Yan violently coughed up blood and struggled to sit up. His bloodshot eyes were as cold as a beast, and he faced the angry saints fearlessly.

"Tang Yan, you've gone too far! Are you treating us like monkeys?" All the saints in the Valley of the Wicked stepped forward with fierce anger.

"I told you to let go, but I didn't say I would let him go." Tang Yan sat weakly, coughed violently a few times, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneered ferociously: "But I did say that Zhao Zhao will be killed tonight.

Huan, no one can stop him!"

"You..." A saint could not suppress his anger and raised his hand to punish Tang Yan.

"He killed Zhao Huan, you kill him? Who will bear the consequences of the vicious cycle?" Dujue, who remained silent, clasped the man's wrist with a powerful force, and there was a cold light in his lowered eyes.

PS: The fourth update is here!! Calling for flowers!!

The fifth update is too late. Brothers, please go to bed. It’s too late. We will update it tomorrow!!


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