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"You bastards, you bastards, have been hiding for so long. You dare to sneak attack a small medium-sized country, and you are so inhumane!" Wang Jing cursed angrily.

The current situation in this country made Wang Jing extremely shocked. They had rushed over immediately from the moment the distress signal was sent out, but now they were still a step behind. The Queen of Beixue Country had already been beaten to the point of death.

Fortunately, I arrived in time. If Feng Hanbing was one step later, I am afraid that Feng Hanbing would be buried here, and the countries would lose a huge combat power.

Wang Jingsheng was afraid that there would be another accident, so he led Kate and Song Tingshan to stand in front of Feng Hanbing.

Hei Wutian on the opposite side let out a sinister laugh after seeing it.

"You don't need to make any more fuss. Feng Hanbing has already been hit by my evil god's black mist. Even if the virtual god comes, it won't help. He will bleed from his seven orifices within a short time, and then his whole body will dissolve into black blood, and he will die miserably."

His words made the three saints of Mie Shen Sect feel cold. Feng Hanbing is the top emperor, and he is only one step away from breaking through the saint. If she dies, the nations will lose a huge battle in the future. force.

Song Tingshan was a little anxious, "We are still a step late."

Kate said slowly: "In our follow-up troops, there is a beast master of the healing department in the imperial realm. Her 'Snow Mountain Holy Lotus' plant-type beast master has very powerful healing energy. Feng Hanbing shouldn't be a problem."

It stands to reason that a beast master of the healing department should have no problem treating Feng Hanbing, but Wang Jing has a great understanding of Hei Wutian's horror.

This person is already a strong man at the peak of the saint, and he is only one step away from breaking through the False God. Although he doesn't know how Feng Hanbing persisted for such a long time, the healing beast master of the emperor's realm wants to It can only be wishful thinking to cure the evil energy in Feng Hanbing's body.

impossible.

Seeing Wang Jing frowning, Song Tingshan and Kate knew that things would not go well.

Wang Jing put away the distracting thoughts in his mind, and stopped thinking too much. He said in a concentrated voice: "The most important thing now is to kill these Black God Cultists and save the North Snow Country. As for Feng Hanbing's injury, we will talk about it later."

"we know."

Kate and Song Tingshan turned their heads to look into the city. The coercion of the two saints instantly descended on the audience of the Black God Cultists who had not yet escaped. Under the powerful coercion of his body, he exploded to death in an instant, without even a chance to struggle.

After killing the scumbags in the city with a random blow, Wang Jing led the two to face the three saints of the Black God Sect.

He looked at the three palace masters who were seriously injured, with a puzzled expression on his face. This kind of serious injury did not seem to be caused by Feng Hanbing.

Even if he burned his own blood, no matter how talented he was, he would not be able to display such terrifying combat power.

However, he also roughly judged in his heart who caused the injury. There is a high probability that it was the handwriting of the newly born Bingfeng Patriarch of Beixue Country, and she is the only one with this strength.

"Hehe, all three of you have been seriously injured, and you haven't escaped until now, are you waiting to die?" Wang Jing was burning with flames all over his body, his power was overwhelming, and all the members of the Black God Cult who were intimidated by the tyrannical aura retreated far away, even the black ones. Wutian and the three of them felt a powerful coercion rushing towards their faces.

Hei Wutian and the others remained silent. After the fight with Bingfeng Patriarch, the three of them were seriously injured and almost died on the spot.

He was injured a little more while dealing with the Fenghan soldiers, and now he is indeed at the end of his battle.

Now facing the three top saints of Mie Shen Sect, and they are still in their prime, they have no desire to fight at all.

Hei Wutian taunted: "You really will come to save people in time. At the moment when the Queen of Beixue Country is about to be killed by us, come here to be a hero and save the beauty."

"I didn't expect you, Wang Jing, to play such old-fashioned little tricks in order to win a smile from a beauty, hehehe"

He added oil and vinegar to make different words, but it didn't make Wang Jing feel any mood swings.

"Is this your last last word? If it is finished, then I will send you on your way now." Wang Jing charged with flames all over his body, and charged towards Hei Wutian like a Vulcan.

Hei Wutian was startled by the sudden attack, he wanted to delay it with words, but he didn't expect that Wang Jing would hit him as soon as he said it, and he didn't give him a chance to delay.

Hei Wutian, the second hall master, and the third hall master couldn't even be tough with them at this time, and turned around and ran away without thinking.

But Hei Wutian's speed was still a step slower, in a state of serious injury, in a heyday, how could he withstand Wang Jing's punch.

Wang Jing's boxing was like a flaming dragon hitting Hei Wutian's back.

Hei Wutian wanted to fight back at this time, but it was too late, and he had no chance to escape.

"Damn it!" He couldn't dodge it, he could only gather all the magic power in his body to the back of the dharma image to withstand this attack.

boom! ! !

How terrifying was Wang Jing in his heyday. The endless flames and divine power blasted out by this punch were all like a volcanic eruption, and they all bombarded the black and skyless Wanmi Demon Drive.

Swell!

The sky exploded for a while, and the huge waves of scorching flames melted the ice on the earth.

Everyone watched in shock in the sky ahead, the 10,000-meter-long form of the evil god was smashed into pieces by a flaming dragon fist!

"what!!!"

Hei Wutian let out a scream and flew backward one hundred thousand meters. Feeling the burning wound on his back and the piercing pain, he roared angrily.

"Sneak attack!"

"You kid doesn't talk about martial arts!"

Wang Jing said coldly, "This is just the beginning. For your evil deeds, it is not enough to let you suffer this little bit of pain. I will bury your entire Black God Sect!"

"kill!"

Wang Jing chased and killed Hei Wutian crazily, beating the dog in the water all the way, and Hei Wutian was extremely aggrieved at this time.

In his heyday, he was not in vain at all, and even had the ability to overwhelm him.

But just before in a life-and-death battle with the Bingfeng Patriarch, he was seriously injured, and his combat strength was not even one in ten, so this young junior found a chance.

Hei Wutian, who was extremely aggrieved, gave up any thoughts, gritted his teeth and burned his own blood, and the black light disappeared in an instant.

Before he disappeared, he stared at Wang Jing with a ferocious expression on his face, and said in a hateful voice: "I have written down this grudge, and when I come next time, I will definitely invite the gods to descend into the world and summon endless evil beasts to flood the world , trample your Great Qin Kingdom into ashes!"

After he left, the other second and third palace masters, chased by Song Tingshan and Kate, also used secret techniques, burned their own blood, forcibly created a void and escaped.

Kate chased them very closely, and had no intention of letting them go, since the three saints of the Black God Cult hid in the void.