And before he could stand upright, another huge golden palm struck from behind him.

"Eternal Zhentian Seal!"

"boom!"

The golden palm appeared behind the Lord of the Dark Ridge and slapped it hard. At that moment, the Lord of the Dark Ridge, who was about to exit in a hurry, flew towards the War King puppet again.

"No!"

The Lord of Dark Ridge let out a shrill roar, and he had already seen the War King puppet swinging its fist and hitting him on the head.

But this time, he had no chance to dodge.

Bang!

The next moment, the head of the Lord of Anyou Ridge exploded like a watermelon.

Seeing this scene, all the warriors present took a breath.

Even the master of Daochen Ridge had a look of horror on his face.

The Lord of Anyou Ridge is a top-level ridge master, like the Lord of Daochen Ridge. Although he is slightly better than the Lord of Anyou Ridge, there is no guarantee that he can kill the Lord of Anyou Ridge.

But now, the Lord of Anyou Ridge is dead!

All this happened because the Lord of Dark Ridge went to kill a mid-level emperor, but was killed by the puppet in the latter's hands!

Jiang Xuan, who had killed the Lord of Anyou Ridge, had an extremely calm look in his eyes at this moment, as if killing the Lord of Anyou Ridge was a trivial matter. Then his cold eyes looked at the Lord of Eight Snake Ridges.

Go, the already strong killing intent burst out again, as if...

The previous sneak attack was a joint effort between the Lord of Anyou Ridge and the Lord of Eight Snake Ridge.

The Lord of Anyou Ridge is on the surface, while the Lord of Eight Snake Ridge is secretly.

Compared to the Lord of Anyou Ridge, Jiang Xuan has greater murderous intent towards the Lord of Eight Snake Ridges!

"The Master of Eight Snake Ridges and the Master of Anyou Ridge are dead, so it will be your turn next."

A cold voice came out of Jiang Xuan's mouth.

The Lord of the Eight Snake Ridge looked solemn, but he was not as frightened or panicked as he imagined.

"Kill me? Is it just you and this war puppet?"

The Master of the Eight Snake Ridge showed disdain in his eyes, and then he waved his palm, and a golden wolf hair exuding infinite pressure appeared in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he waved his wolf hair and carved a barrier in the void.

"Spirit formation?"

Jiang Xuan looked at this energy barrier, his expression slightly condensed.

"Boy, you really underestimate me. I, the Eight Snakes, are the number one spiritual formation master of the two camps. My strength is not as simple as it seems on the surface. It's just that I came in a hurry this time and only brought this worthless weapon.

It is better than the wolf hair of a high-grade Imperial Soldier, otherwise..." the Lord of the Eight Snakes Ridge snorted coldly.
Chapter completed!