dandy prince

"Die!" The little old man suddenly yelled wildly, and with a wave of the dragon stick in his hand, the huge electric ball rushed towards Shu Jun who was restrained in mid-air, braving crackling electric sparks.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Mo and the others were shocked, and wanted to go to block Shu Jun, but they were trapped by the men in gray clothes around them, unable to get away for a while, they could only watch Shu Jun die tragically in front of his eyes. Under the little old man.

Before the electric ball approached, Shu Jun felt the electric current in the air.There was a burst of numbness all over the body, and the hands and feet seemed to lose consciousness, and the pain could not be distinguished.

In an instant, Shu Jun's eyelids became heavy, and an irresistible tiredness welled up in his heart.He didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to close his eyes and have a good sleep.

In sleep, there is no grievance, no intrigue, no sadness and pain.

boom!

The electric ball finally hit Shu Jun in front of everyone's eyes. His whole body was scorched black, like a paper kite with a broken thread, he spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

"My lord!" Ye Jianxing, who was seriously injured, cried out in pain.

Shu Jun seemed to be dead, lying on the ground in the distance, motionless, without a trace of life.

Ye Jianxing opened his eyes wide, tears streaming down his face.The little old man's laughter was very ear-piercing, filling his eardrums, making it unbearable for him.

Dwarf wax gourd, I want you to die! "Ye Jianxing suddenly stood up, with some strength coming from nowhere, the flying sword swiped in the air, drawing countless shining sword lights, like a meteor shower falling from the sky, covering the little old man.

The little old man was full of disdain in front of his eyes, and with a light wave of the dragon stick, he blocked the sword lights attacking from all directions.Before Ye Jianxing made the second move, his body had already rushed to Ye Jianxing's eyes like lightning.A little bit of the dragon stick hit Ye's sword-shaped chest.

A mouthful of blood sprayed out.Ye Jianxing staggered a few steps back and fell to the ground.

"Today, none of you can leave here alive!" the little old man said with disdain.

"Old Ye, how are you?" Sikong Jianheng asked eagerly.

Ye Jianxing raised his head with difficulty, glanced at him, and turned his gaze to Shu Jun in the distance with difficulty, "My lord..." With a soft cry, he was already lying on his back on the ground.

When Zhong Mo and others saw that Shu Jun and Ye Jianxing were injured by the short old man successively, and their life and death were unknown, they were all angry.Several people roared angrily, urged the magic weapon in their hands, and fought hard to kill the enemy.They have already killed red eyes.

"Shu Jun, the lord of Qianlin City, will be expelled from today!" The little old man looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, then looked at Zhong Mo and the others with serious eyes, and said with a sly smile: "Your master is dead, and next, it's your turn It's your turn!"

Zhong Mo's eyes were red for a long time. When he shot, he only attacked but not defended. Although he repelled countless men in gray clothes, he himself suffered countless sword wounds.Blood gushed out of the cracks one after another, but Zhong Mo seemed to have forgotten the pain, and there was only one word left in his eyes, "Kill!"

The little old man didn't have time to pay attention to the reactions of Zhong Mo and the others. Shu Jun was dead, and he would deal with Shu Jun's men next.With a wave of the dragon stick in his hand, he attacked Zhong Mo.

Among the remaining few people, only Zhong Mo is stronger.As long as Zhong Mo is removed, the others will not have to do anything.

Zhong Mo saw the little old man rushing towards him, and with a swipe of the flying sword in his hand, he pushed back the gray-clothed man in front of him. His body was like a loach, he got through the gap, and stabbed the little old man with his sword.

The little old man was extremely fast, and before Zhong Mofei's sword stabbed him, he had disappeared underground.

"Damn it!" Zhong Mo couldn't help but cursed when he remembered how the little old man dealt with Shu Jun just now.But before he had time to think about it, there was wind behind him.

Zhong Mo didn't dare to be careless, he got short, took a wrong step around him, and the flying sword swept backwards, cutting off the legs of several gray-clothed men.In front of his eyes, there was a first-class bloody light.Blood flowed on the ground, dyeing the ground dark red.

Just after Zhong Mo had repelled these men in gray, the little old man who had fled into the land before took the opportunity to make a move.The dragon staff broke through the ground, like a green dragon out of water, and hit Zhong Mo directly.

Zhong Mo felt the strong wind behind him, and without turning his head, the flying sword in his hand moved according to his heart, trying to block the blow of the little old man.

when!There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, Zhong Mo's body trembled, and blood flowed from the tiger's mouth. If he hadn't supported the ground with the flying sword, he would have fallen down.

"Brother Zhong!" Sikong Jianheng was stabbed in the back, watching Zhong Mo being slaughtered by the little old man, his eyes were bloodshot.

"This time, it's your turn!" The little old man waited and looked at Zhong Mo's back.

Zhong Mo's body trembled slightly, blood flowed down the flying sword to the ground drop by drop.He raised his head slightly and saw Shu Jun lying not far in front of him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Brother, today I can fight side by side with you for the last time, even if I die, I can rest in peace!"

"Kill!" This cry almost exhausted all of Zhong Mo's strength.The flying sword in his hand slammed on the ground, and he jumped up, the trembling sword tip, like a poisonous snake's letter, stabbed at the little old man.

The little old man didn't seem to have expected that Zhong Mo would have such a powerful fighting power, and his eyes were a little surprised, but there was no fear on his face, instead there was a trace of mockery.

"See how long you can last!" With a wave of the dragon stick in his hand, it was like a huge ax that opened the sky, splitting the sky and the earth in two, and the wind knives came side by side, hitting Zhong Mo right in the middle.

Zhong Mo only felt his own body, so that his three souls and seven souls were cut into several pieces by this wind knife.There was a huge pain in his body, which made it difficult for him, a tough man, to bear it.

boom!

Zhong Mo flew backwards and fell to the ground, just beside Shu Jun.

"Brother Zhong!" The rest of the people seemed to have forgotten their grief, as bad luck came and they had no choice but to be slaughtered.Shu Jun, Ye Jianxing, and Zhong Mo, the lives and deaths of these three are unknown, which has already made them lose their backbone.There was chaos, and the men in gray took the opportunity to disperse them.

Sikong Jianheng was covered in blood, and the wounds on his body burst open from time to time.But he seemed to have forgotten the pain, and he waved the flying sword with both hands blankly, fighting to the last moment.Even Luo Jiutian, who has always been known for his schemes, lost his mind at this moment, and his mind was in chaos.

"Brother." Looking at Shu Jun who was lying beside him, a smile appeared on Zhong Mo's face, his eyelids sank, and he passed out.

"Hahaha!" The little old man beat Shu Jun and the three of them one after another, feeling extremely proud.He no longer has any scruples about the remaining few people.

"Kill! Kill all the remaining people!" The little old man waved the dragon stick in his hand and laughed.

"The damned person should be you!" A plain voice with unspeakable anger came into the ears of the little old man.

"Who is it!" The little old man turned his dragon stick and looked around.But apart from a group of people who were fighting fiercely, there was no one else around.

"You're not dead yet?" Finally, the little old man turned his eyes to Shu Jun who was lying motionless on the ground.

"Yes, I'm not dead." Shu Jun put his hands on the ground, lowered his head, and stood up slowly.

"Hmph, since I didn't kill you last time, it's okay to kill you again!" The little old man snorted angrily.

Shu Jun still lowered his head and shook his head slightly, "You didn't kill me last time, you have already missed your chance."

"Opportunity? Huh." The little old man sneered, "I have always created opportunities myself, and you are not qualified to talk about this with me!"

A soft sigh came from Shu Jun's mouth.He raised his head suddenly, his divine phoenix eyes were like a deep well that could not be pierced by a single glance, it was chilling to see.

"You..." Seeing the charm in Shu Jun's eyes, the little old man couldn't help but exclaimed, "You...you have broken through the primordial spirit and out of body Dzogchen?" Incredible.

Shu Jun's face was indifferent, he ignored the little old man, but helped Zhong Mo and Ye Jianxing who were unconscious, without even looking at the little old man, as if he didn't care about his existence at all.

"This... How is this possible!" The little old man was a little unwilling to believe the reality in front of him, "How can you have the strength to reach the Sanqing Huashen!"

"Power?" Shu Jun placed Zhong Mo and Ye Jianxing on a piece of bluestone, raised his head, looked at the sky that became gloomy at some point, and murmured: "This is the power of grief.

"The power of grief?" The little old man narrowed his eyes and looked sideways at Shu Jun, "So what if you have reached the Sanqinghuashen realm, but I am at the fourth level of the Sanqinghuashen realm, and it would be easy to kill you!"

"Kill me?" Shu Jun shook his head and smiled lightly, then, his eyes suddenly looked at the little old man, like a flash of lightning, directly hitting the little old man's heart, "You might as well try again!"

Although the little old man was confident in his own strength, when he saw the cold look in Shu Jun's eyes just now, he couldn't help but feel a flash of fear in his heart.

"Die!" The little old man yelled angrily, and swiped the dragon stick in his hand upwards, causing the entire sky to change color.Countless dark clouds came from all directions, gathered on the head of the dragon stick, and above the nine heavens, there was also a faint sound of thunder.The originally not very gloomy sky suddenly became extremely gloomy.

In a few breaths, the entire sky was already pitch black, and dark clouds gathered low above the dragon stick, like a piece of lead, which might fall down at any time.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky and hit the dragon staff.On the head of the dragon stick, there was a sudden flash of lightning, and a beam of lightning shot towards Shu Jun.

Shu Junfeng blinked, and then dodged away, the lightning bolt hit the ground, making a rumbling sound that made the whole earth tremble.

"Nine Heavens Lightning!" Before Shu Jun could stabilize his body, countless lightning bolts lit up in the gloomy sky.These lightning strikes on the dragon stick, sending out countless electric lights, like an impenetrable electric wall, pushing towards Shu Jun horizontally.

Seeing that Shu Jun had nowhere to hide, the little old man showed a hint of complacency on his face.This time, he has tried his best, even if Shu Junxiu breaks through and improves, it will be difficult for him to withstand this powerful attack.