Supreme Saint Physique

The two high-level Great River Sword Sect walked out carrying a tank.

Everyone's eyes are focused on that jar.

The head exposed at the mouth of the tank is horrible to see.

The disheveled hair of the head was pale, with two lines of blood coagulated under the eyes, the lips were chapped and cracked, and the skin on the face was wrinkled due to dehydration.

The owner of the head is not dead, but he is very weak and dying.

He opened his eyes hard, his dim eyes seemed to have a gleam when he looked towards Life and Death Stage, his chapped lips trembled, and the sound of Ahhh was heard in his throat.

He seems to want to say something to the people on the Life and Death Stage.

But I was too weak, and my physical condition was too bad. I couldn't express all the words clearly, I could only make a dry ahhhh sound from my throat.

"Uncle Bird!"

Xu Daoling, emptiness trembling all over, eyes filled with tears.

The scene before them makes it difficult for them to accept!

"He Jianyun, you beasts, you beasts!"

They are heartbreaking.

"How is it, did Ben Zong lie to you?" He Jian Yunyin smiled and looked towards Jun Wuxie, and said: "Mu Qianshan now enjoys this feeling very much. Staying in the tank, everything Don’t think about it, you don’t have to do anything, this sect can be regarded as finding a way for him to enjoy his old age."

"He Jianyun, you let him go!"

Jun Wuxie He squeezed his fists tightly, shaking violently, every word came out of his teeth.

His eyes were already blood red, and cold glow burst into his pupils!

"Let him go?" He Jianyun laughed, and said, "Of course you can let him go. You kneel now and let yourself be meridian, and then fight against our last dísciple, and I will let go It’s overwhelming!"

Jun Wuxie pinched his knuckles so white!

People are watching nervously.

He Jianyun threatened Jun Wuxie with this base and shameless method.

What choice will he make?

Under the ancient tree on a certain mountain peak, Yan Qingcheng's lovable body trembled with anger.

That damn He Jianyun, an inferior ant, is too base and shameless!

I want Jun Wuxie to kneel down and extinct meridian!

Then confront that king-level Grandmaster again. This is for him to commit suicide and die!

Her eyes are very cold, and the icy light flashes in the purple enchanting pupils.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Tears.

"Uncle Bird, today, I can't stand by and watch you continue to suffer!"

Jun Wuxie's voice is choked. For him, Uncle Bird loves him very much. Sect Elder!

Although Uncle Bird did not teach him any cultivation technique, in his heart, he has already regarded him as a Master to respect and love!

"hahaha!" He Jianyun laughed at the sky, and said: "It's really sect. This is the scene, and this sect can't help but feel a little touched, tsk tsk..."

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"Eldest Senior Brother......"

Xu Daoling, empty and tearful.

Since joining sect, Uncle Bird has taught them cultivation every day. For them, Uncle Bird not only teaches them like Master, but also loves them like a father!

Now, watching him suffer such torture and powerless, his heart is as uncomfortable as a knife!

Everyone sighed.

Zongwang Academy is really miserable.

Many people are deeply angry.

For so many years, Great River Sword Sect has done everything to Zongwang Academy!

So many dísciples at the Zongwang Academy were killed by the Great River Sword Sect, and their heads were made into lanterns and hung on both sides of the mountain road.

Today, Zongwang Academy managed to suppress the Great River Sword Sect on the Life and Death Stage, and it was finally possible to exhale and ashamed.

But I didn’t expect that, after all, it would not be able to match the base and shameless of Great River Sword Sect!

"Brother-in-law, you must not be threatened by He Jianyun!" The eighth prince said with a sad face: "Twilight senior is in this trouble, if you are caught in He Jianyun's trick again, Zong King Academy It's really over!"

"Eight princes, is this something you can mix with?" He Jianyun cast a cold glance at Ji Beilan, then spread his five fingers to hold Mu Qianshan's Head, said to Jun Wuxie: "Although Mu Qianshan was cut off by the sect to make his limbs, but he still has a tone. If you really ignore his life and death, your sect will complete you! This sect counts to three, if you If you don’t do it according to the will of this sect, you will see Mu Qianshan’s brain splashing!"

"One"

He Jianyun said coldly and shouted coldly. Count.

People's hearts contracted in accordance with the number He Jianyun shouted.

Under that old tree, Yan Qingcheng's eyes are already full of killing intent!

The Sect Master of the small and middle-level forces dared to let the man who got her body kneel in public. It's really act recklessly!

For her, this is humiliating her, the master of Sovereign-level forces!

The slender jade hand hanging on her waist is surrounded by purple rune True Qi.

"Two"

He Jianyun's voice hits people's hearts like a drum.

With the numbers he shouted, people became more and more nervous.

What choice will the soldier's dísciple make?

Do you really want to succumb to the threat of He Jianyun and ruin yourself?

On the Life and Death Stage.

Jun Wuxie stared at He Jianyun, the gold blood energy in his body was rushing frantically.

In the Celestial Grotto, the invisible fate star violently swallows the stars all around, and then sprays out a torrent of blood energy, passing through the meridian, galloping among the limbs and a hundred skeletons!

There is a mysterious rune on the soles of his feet!

God walks without distance, he was brought to the extreme!

At the same time.

No one noticed it.

Behind the high platform where He Jianyun and the others are, there is a silhouette quietly approaching in the vast crowd.

"Jun Wuxie, when the last count of this sect falls, you can see the brain bursting! Remember, Mu Qianshan died because of you, you can save him, but you chose to give up , Hahaha!"

He Jianyun finished speaking, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, ready to call out the third number!

He is very confident. He knows that someone with Jun Wuxie's character is absolutely impossible to watch Mu Qianshan die in front of him.

Jun Wuxie is not allowed to unyielding clothes, there is no other choice!

Today, he has decided Jun Wuxie!

Just when his lips quivered and he was about to shout for the last time.

Jun Wuxie, who is already ready to go, has rune shining at his feet, and is about to grab someone from He Jianyun with extreme speed.

And under the old tree, Yan Qingcheng's slender jade hand, which fell on her waist, also lifted up, ready to move.

At the same time, on the high platform, in the vast crowd behind He Jianyun, the silhouette that arrived silently suddenly disappeared from the crowd.

Almost instantly, the silhouette appeared in front of the tank.

His appearance caused more than a dozen Grandmasters there and Peak’s powerhouse to startled and stared at the past suddenly.

Boom!

A violent True Qi hit He Jianyun, causing his hand holding Mu Qianshan's head to retract suddenly, and he drew back in shock.

At the same time, the other Grandmasters also shot together, and together they blocked a blow for He Jianyun!

They were about to take action against the person who appeared suddenly, but the person grabbed the tank, instantly passed the sky, and landed in front of the carriage of Zongwang Academy.

"Chu Jingtian, you damn Old Drunkard!"

He Jianyun then saw clearly who was the one who rescued Mu Qianshan, and he was furious at once!

His strategy is about to succeed, and he is sure that Jun Wuxie will inevitably compromise.

As a result, at the last moment, the plan fell short and Chu Jingtian broke the plan!