The unparalleled prince, was taken from the supreme bone at the beginning

Chapter 402 Cut off the head and hang the city gate!
Great Elder, Huben Army.

When he saw this lineup, Yang Wuzhao's heart beat wildly, his face was extremely gloomy, Pan Wushenchao hated him to the extreme, he was moved by such terrifying combat power, he clearly didn't want to give himself a way out.

"Today, you will not escape death!"

Dao Ming's eyes were full of time falcons, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

die?
A look of madness appeared in Yang Wuzhao's eyes: "Old man, I know you are extraordinary, but you want to kill me. I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications. My life is up to you."

"Pro-Guard, kill!"

The great war broke out, and the entire Qingshui City was instantly turned into ruins by the powerful force generated by the terrifying bombardment.

Remnant Huan broke his arm, and the ruins became mountains.

All the creatures in the entire city perished in the battle, the battle between Yang Wuzhao and Daoming was the most terrifying, it shattered a corner of the sky, not to mention these ordinary creatures.

boom!
Yang Wuzhao's figure was blown down and smashed into the ruins, but after a moment, his figure rose into the sky again, his face full of madness.

Most of his chest was smashed to pieces, blood was flowing, and flesh and blood were flying everywhere. Although he walked through the three fairy roads in a clever way and awakened the memory of his previous life, he is still not a fairy after all.

This Daoming is a fearsome existence that has been famous for a long time. He hit Wushuang horizontally and even stepped into the peak of Tianxian with one foot. He is absolutely a rare opponent in the world.

"Yang Wuzhao, you have gone on a road of no return. Even I am amazed by your talent. If you are an honest member of Pan Wushen Dynasty, you may become Zongzheng and take charge of one of the gods."

"Unfortunately, you chose a dead end and plunged in. Once you enter this seat, you will know that those who betray the Panwushen Dynasty will die or die!"

Daoming's whole body was full of light, bursting into bloom, his whole body was like a dazzling sun, and he charged towards Yang Wuzhao again.

That terrifying force made Yang Wuzhao almost collapse.

escape!
He only had this path left, if he continued to fight, he would definitely die, and there was absolutely no possibility of surviving. At this moment, his mind drifted away for half a point.

It was this half point that made him face death, because Daoming got in front of him, stretched out a palm from the brilliant light, and slapped him.

"Just because you are such an old thing, you want to kill my people from Beiming Palace?"

Suddenly, a sneer sneered in the air.

With a bang, a beam of light pierced through the air and flew Daoming out. Qin Fengyue's figure stepped out from the broken void.

He was wearing a long robe and his long hair was tied up. A bloody aura fluctuated faintly in his body, which made people shudder. It was the horror of Asura's blood.

"Qin Fengyue!"

Daoming, who was thrown out, turned pale with shock when he saw the person coming.

Qin Fengyue has become a fairy, and has ascended to the realm of celestial immortals in one step, and has unparalleled combat power. He even sent himself flying with one blow, which is unfathomable.

Yang Wuzhao on the side was overjoyed, Qin Fengyue's powerful arrival made his crisis disappear in an instant.

"Go, slaughter the army of Pan Wushen Dynasty, this old bastard, I will pick his head off!"

Qin Fengyue looked sideways and spoke indifferently.

Yang Wuzhao grinned grinningly, holding the long spear in his hand, and went straight down to kill. The target was very clear, the tiger and ben army, no one could survive!
"you dare!"

"Qin Fengyue, do you want to compete with me in the Martial God Dynasty and never die!"

Seeing Yang Wuzhao's killing, Daoming's face changed drastically. He didn't dare to stop Yang Wuzhao because he was enveloped by the terrifying aura in Qin Fengyue's body.

Once he dared to move, Qin Fengyue would kill him like a thunderbolt!
"Perpetually dying?"

Qin Fengyue grinned, the smile had no emotion at all, only a cold murderous intent, Daoming was startled when he saw it, he felt a hairy feeling.

"The battle of Mount Sumeru, you Pan Wushen Dynasty, didn't you already fight with me forever?"

"Besides, you have repeatedly chased and killed my son-in-law. Could it be that you naively think that this is the end of the account? My son-in-law is currently in retreat, and after leaving the mountain, he will visit again."

hum.

Daoming panicked.

That's right, the enmity between the Panwu God Dynasty and the Beiming Palace has reached the point where it can't be resolved. At the time of the battle on Mount Sumeru and Su Mang's future, Qin Fengyue was hanged, lost all his dignity, and almost lost his life!
Now that he has broken through, he has officially become an immortal, and he has also stepped into the realm of heavenly immortals. If it is spread, his name will surely shake the world, earth-shattering.

Then, only kill!

The panic in Daoming's eyes was replaced by ferocity and ruthlessness. He has strong confidence in himself. No matter how strong Qin Fengyue is, he has only just broken through.

And he, who has been immersed in the late stage of the Celestial Immortal for thousands of years, is only one step away from reaching the peak. How could Qin Fengyue be the opponent of this old guy?

"kill!"

In an instant, sword lights burst into the sky.

The battle between the two has begun!

Golden lion clan, clan land.

This is a huge valley, full of birdsong and fragrant flowers, full of aura, there are wooden houses placed in the valley, the number is not many, only thousands.

These thousands of people are the real core of the Golden Lion Clan and the foundation of the entire race. Among them, the ancestor who is not inferior to Zongzheng lives here.

A bird flew across the night sky.

Whoa!
The bird's beak opened and a fire dragon spewed out, lighting up the entire night sky.

A brilliant golden figure soared into the sky and flew in the air. With a flick of his finger, the bird turned into a piece of paper and flew into his hand. The paper densely recorded things.

In an instant, the figure's face changed.

"Pan Wushen Dynasty, you are setting fire to yourself!"

Rumble.

The entire valley shook, and countless figures rose into the sky at this moment, among them was Kuang Tian, ​​who had a stern face, like a lion king who had stepped down from the fairyland.

This night, blood spilled into the night sky!
The entire Qingshui City was reduced to ruins.

The next day, a strong man passed by here, glanced at the bustling city in the past, and was immediately stunned, dumbfounded, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

There are corpses everywhere, blood flowing like rivers!
Among them, the head of an old man was hanging on the broken city gate, with blood dripping from his eyes, and the wound on his neck was very smooth, which was cut off by a sharp weapon.

"This man."

The strong man suppressed his panic and looked at the hanging head.

Suddenly, his eyeballs bulged.

"Mom!"

"There's a big mess, there's a big mess, it's piercing the sky!"

The mentality of the strong man completely collapsed, sweating profusely, he turned and fled.

Not long after, a piece of news alarmed the Tailing world in the early morning.

Pan Wushen Chao Daoming, the great elder, led tens of thousands of tigers and horses to Qingshui City to chase and kill Yang Wuzhao, but he died, and no one survived!
The head of Daoming in the later stage of Tianxian was cut off and hung on the broken city gate.

This news almost scared many forces to death!
The tiger and ben army is completely wiped out, and there is no splash.

The elite under the command of the gods?
How strong can it be?

As for Daoming, he was the great elder, and he himself had a peak cultivation in the late stage of the Celestial Immortal, and now he died tragically, even his head was cut off!

(End of this chapter)