Chapter 364

Boom!

Ye Hao's body fell rapidly and hit a deep pit on the ground. The smoke and dust floated all over the sky, which changed Shen Jiuyou and pharmacist Han's look in the distance.

"Ye Hao?!"

On the other hand, Han Yitian also looked desperate. Gu Shentan directly handed over the little girl to him and urged the imitation of Tianyan furnace to rush to Zhou Wuyang, but was immediately stopped by several strong Nirvana warriors of Tianyan sect.

"Bring the slave back at all costs!"

The haggard old man headed by Tianyan sect showed ecstasy, while the rest of the Taoist sect's carefree peak strong men were greedy, and ordered the strong men of the sect one after another. At the same time, they dragged Han Wudi who wanted to rush to the rescue.

Roar!

On the sky, Shen Jiuyou screamed fiercely, and his body became more and more bright. The vast and terrible pressure was like a volcanic eruption, but the cangkun venerable was equally desperate and stopped him.

Not only that, Han pharmacist has also completely erupted, and the vast and mighty breath of terror is sweeping like a wave. The virtual shadow of the earth penetrating Dharma image behind him is more like condensation, and thousands of branches are like divine spears, firmly holding the powerful in the Taoist heaven and nirvana of all parties.

"Tianyanzong, you want to die!"

Han pharmacist Li Xiao, his slender and strong body cracked like broken porcelain, Yan Hong's blood flowed, and the whole void turned into a swamp, while his body was like a dam barrier, which trapped the strong of all parties on his own.

Obviously, he is reckless and desperate. He is really worthy of Ye Hao. But when manpower is exhausted, Han pharmacist has completely reached the limit at the moment. Even if he stops the strong in all parties for a short time, there is still a week Wuyang beyond his reach.

"If you tianyanzong really dare to fight, Han will level your Taoist mountain gate in the future!"

Han pharmacist was pale, bleeding all over, and stared at Zhou Wuyang murderously. Although he was proficient in space, at the same time, the counterattack suffered by the strong who trapped all parties was also extremely terrible, and even could not last long.

Zhou Wuyang picked his eyebrows and showed a playful color on his face. If he was single to single, he didn't dare to challenge Han Wudi who had stepped into the peak of Xiaoyao with his 100 courage.

But the slave youth is the one named by the ancestor of the Cang family. This is definitely the greatest opportunity for him to make progress and for Tianyan sect to reproduce its glory. For this great opportunity, Tianyan sect can not even investigate the slave youth's crime of killing the emperor and the sect's Tianjiao. How can it give up because of Han Wudi's three or two threats?

The most important thing is, as long as he has a line with the Cang family and protected by the power of the immortal top, does he Han Wudi really dare to fight against heaven?

exactly.

As soon as Han Wudi's voice fell, the cold laughter of the kunzun in the sky sounded: "Tianyan sect, as long as you capture the slave, our family will protect you and live in peace for thousands of years."

Han pharmacist's face was cold, and Zhou Wuyang grinned at him. He was satisfied and elated. Immediately, he turned his eyes to the deep pit where the smoke and dust were falling. Cold light appeared in his eyes and his body was fleeting.

Below, in the pit.

Ye Hao coughed up blood. His body was crushed by Juli under the threat of terror. If the golden body was not perfect, he might not even be able to get up at the moment.

Of course, although Ye Hao could barely stand up at the moment, the severe pain also eroded like a tide, but he didn't care about these at all. His eyes were red and looked at the sky, staring at the shining figure, biting his teeth, and his vision gradually blurred.

Zhou Wuyang's body was like a ghost, so he appeared beside him without warning. He sneered: "what kind of storm does a humble slave think he can turn over? He dares to secretly harm our emperor and kill our Tianjiao. If he doesn't want to give you to cangzu, Zhou will draw your soul, refine your soul and frustrate your bones and ashes."

While talking, Zhou Wuyang's light palm fell. Ye Hao's back was hit by lightning, and his body hit the pit again, shaking the earth and mountains.

Zhou Wuyang's face was gloomy and his eyes were full of disgust. The bottom of his heart hated the slave boy in front of him more than anyone. If he hadn't noticed for a while, he didn't know that it was Ye Jinghan's blood. In this way, he brought the boy to Kunlun ruins. Their emperor and Tianjiao wouldn't have been poisoned.

The Tianyan sect's modern Tianjiao strongman can be said that nearly nine Chengdu fell into the hands of the father and son. How can he easily let Ye Hao go?

In the deep pit, Ye Hao trembled and staggered up very hard.

Zhou Wuyang sneered, put his foot on the boy's back and trampled him down until the dust.

……

Looking at the scene below, on the only palace that broke away from the battle circle, Yun miaoxuan was covered with white gauze and could not see his face clearly, but his slim body took one step, but was stopped by the old woman shaking her head in front.

"Saint, it's too big. If yaochi intervenes, I may fight against Cang nationality." the old woman said in a deep voice.

"He saved me." Yun miaoxuan's voice was cold, as if to persuade the old woman, and then added, "twice."

The old woman still shook her head and sighed. Although the holy land of yaochi is also an immortal tradition, it has not broken the strongman in the supreme field. Although it is heavy now, it is obviously unwise to compete with the Cang family for the sake of a slave youth. There is no order from her ancestors for such events. Even if she has a carefree peak of cultivation, she does not dare to make decisions without authorization.

……

At this time, in the deep pit, Ye Hao's back was like a huge peak in the sky, and his whole face was trapped in the soil. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't shake Zhou Wuyang's feet.

"Hiss, a slave like an ant."

Zhou Wuyang sneered in a Yin voice. Immediately, he hooked the soles of his feet, kicked up the young man's body and lifted it in his hands. His fist fell gently on Ye Hao's belly.

The power of the free land, even if Zhou Wuyang didn't kill him, still made Ye Hao spit out blood directly. The whole person curled up in a ball, bloody and disheartened, like a distressed lost dog.

"Hum, you are such a wasteful mole ant. I think you must have used despicable means to secretly harm our emperor." Zhou Wuyang, a young man who is angry like a wandering silk, has a gloomy and cold look. "When you are handed over to cangzu, your family and slave forces, Zhou will be bloody clean, but unfortunately you are doomed not to see that scene."

Zhou Wuyang carried the boy out of the pit like a dead dog, ignored the murderous sight of Shen Jiuyou and Han pharmacist above, and said with a smile: "speaking of Zhou, he is kind, so that you won't be so lonely on the huangquan road alone, but it's hard to say whether you have a chance to go on the huangquan road in the hands of cangzu."

When Zhou Wuyang gloated, the boy he held in his hand still hung his head softly and couldn't see the look on his face, but a strange laugh came out of his mouth.

"Jie Jie... If he dies, I will be in trouble."

Zhou Wuyang frowned, and Ye Hao, who was held in his hand and covered with blood, raised his head slowly at the moment, and his eyes showed, as if he had changed a person. The bloody eyes of scarlet demons suddenly came out of his mouth at the moment, as if they did not belong to him:

"As for huangquan Road, since you like it so much, I'll send you on the road!"

In an instant, a wisp of cold and viscous black fog, strange from youth, diffuse and emerge, and the sky is surging in an instant.