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"Dangdangdangdangdangdang!"

When Lin Hao's corpse has nearly piled up into a hill, the smell of blood finally awakens yanhaizong.

For a moment, the bell on the top of the mountain was loud, and the whole clan was boiling up in an instant. All the people who were still obsessed with the fantasy also reacted in an instant.

"Here comes Lin Hao! The murderer is coming

"Well! Today, no matter how many helpers he calls, he will be defeated here and never come back! "

"But, but But he didn't ask for help. He came alone

"Ha ha ha ha! Then there's no need to be afraid. He's a shitty disciple. He dares to attack yanhaizong alone. Isn't this mayfly shaking the tree! Ha ha ha

"Come on! The Lord has orders! If you take down Lin Hao, you will be rewarded with a million yuan of stone and ten li of fiefdom! "

"Kill! He is only a level Four martial arts master. Even a thousand martial arts masters can kill him! Don't let the elders take credit! "

At this moment, the whole clan is in a sensation, and all of them are in a hurry. They are rushing down the mountain like chicken blood, just for the chance of getting such a great reward.

The person who can come to yanhaizong is not a bandit who ties his head to his belt. Usually, he kills and sets fire, but he can only bend to others. Now that there is such a good opportunity, no one is going to miss it.

That's a million yuan stone, that's a ten mile fief!

No matter how mediocre a warrior is, he will be able to gain this wealth, and even if he is piled up with pills, he will be able to be promoted to a martial arts master.

A sea of people.

At the moment, Lin Hao raised his eyes and looked at the countless warriors coming from the stone steps. Lin Hao didn't have any fluctuation in his heart. He just raised his sword lightly.

"The flame burns the sky!"

At that time, from Lin Hao's purplish red sword, three six Zhang dragons suddenly came out and ran into his disciples who were surging like ants.

"Ah! what is it? Dragon, fire dragon

"No!"

Liuzhang Yanlong is rampant among countless disciples. At one time, he screams everywhere. None of the people swept by Yanlong can survive.

This is Lin Hao's subtle sword power, which contains Lin Hao's inexhaustible powerful Qi. Can these simple warriors resist it?

When death came, three six Zhangyan dragons were moving among the crowd. Countless disciples had just been stained with purple flame, but before they had time to scream, they turned into ashes and splashed into the dust.

Fortunately, the number of disciples who want to die from the mountain is still lower than before.

After all, in common sense, no matter how powerful a martial arts master is, under the pile of countless lives, his true Qi will be exhausted and he will die. Sometimes, a middle-level martial arts master will be killed by hundreds of thousands of martial arts masters.

Martial arts teachers are not invincible. No matter how strong the practitioners are, they will not come to a good end under the countless human lives. As long as they don't reach the realm of transcendence, no one will be an exception.

At the moment, even though yanhaizong's disciples have been killed and injured, and the blood is flowing into a river, there are still countless people rushing to Lin Hao, their eyes red and excited, as if the endless reward is at hand.

Just a little more people, just a little more time!