"Kill..."

Tang Zhulu waved his hand and saw the men he brought, and the weapons he had raised up and rushed over, with a rainbow of momentum.

Two fists cannot match four hands, and a hero cannot resist many fists.

In just a moment, I saw many disciples of the "Demon Academy" tragically dying in the "attic loft". Seeing these disciples of the Demon Academy, they could not stop the attack of these people brought by Tang Zhulu.

Bai Xiaosheng, who had been following Augustine, his eyes also turned red. He looked at Augustine beside him and said hoarsely: "Senior Brother, what should I do now? If this continues, at most half of the incense stick, our people will be killed by them..."

After hearing Bai Xiaosheng's words, Augustine, who was also extremely embarrassed to see his face, gritted his teeth and snorted coldly: "What else can I do now? I can only pray that Zi Chen, that boy, quickly kill Bai Jiannan, and come to help. If it comes too late, I will probably be able to collect our bodies."

"Mr. Tang, should we leave one or two living mouths and ask the whereabouts of the boy "Jiuzhou Demon Academy"?" An old man standing next to Tang Zhulu frowned and asked in a low voice.

"What are you doing when he is asked about his whereabouts?"

Tang Zhulu curled his lips and sneered with a sneer, "That boy probably saw something wrong and ran away in the chaos. Now he probably has escaped from the 'Dark City'. Bai Jiannan and the old man from Wan Yao Kingdom have mostly solved the remaining people. Let's quickly deal with all these people to divide the treasure house of the dark world. If they go too late, maybe the good things in the treasure house of the dark world will be completely divided by them."

After listening to Tang Zhulu's words, the old man standing beside him flashed with a trace of worry between his eyebrows and eyes: "Mr. Tang, I think things should not be that simple..."

"So what if it's not simple?"

Tang Zhulu smiled coldly and said, "No matter what medicine is sold in that kid's gourd, we have so many people. As long as he dares to come out, I will dare to tear him into pieces..."

"Swish!"

As soon as Tang Zhulu finished speaking, his eyes blurred. When he saw clearly, he found that he had been taken hostage to the camp of the "Jiuzhou Demon Academy".

A creepy breath lingers around my neck.

Although I don’t know what was lingering on my neck, Tang Zhulu was sure that as long as he acted a little rashly and the things lingering on his neck would be able to kill his life...

"Mr. Tang..."

Seeing that Tang Zhulu had fallen into the other party's hands without any idea. The group of old men responsible for protecting Tang Zhulu's safety changed wildly, especially the old man who was originally standing beside Tang Zhulu, shouted in anger: "Let go of Mr. Tang."

"Zi Chen..."

"Senior Brother."

Seeing that Zi Chen actually grabbed Tang Zhulu in his hand, a group of disciples of the "Demon Academy" who were fighting bloody battles, their faces were filled with excitement.

Zi Chen, who used the devouring aura to linger on Tang Zhulu's neck, exerted a little force on his arm and heard the bones on Tang Zhulu's neck making a series of crisp sounds of "cracking" and "cracking". Before Tang Zhulu could speak, he heard Zi Chen's teasing voice and said lightly: "Let your people stop!"

"Stop it, stop it for me..."

Seeing the people he brought, Tang Zhulu stopped, with an extremely pale face, and shouted to Zi Chen behind him: "My grandfather is the Ghost King, one of the twelve Saint Kings. If you dare to hurt me, even if you escape to the ends of the world, my grandfather will not let you go. Therefore, you'd better let me go now, and the grudges between us will be written off, and I will not cause trouble for you again. How about it?"

"What do you think?"

"Bang!"

Zi Chen finished speaking and slapped Tang Zhulu directly on the head, making a loud "bang". Tang Zhulu, who endured the huge pain in his head, gritted his teeth and snorted coldly: "You'd better not be impulsive. You're surrounded by my people. Even if you kill me, you can't go out from here alive. So, you'd better listen to me. We all turn wars into jade, otherwise, we can fight to the death..."

Before Tang Zhulu finished speaking, he heard Zi Chen's cold voice and said lightly: "Go on!"

"Puff!"

Not only Tang Zhulu, but even the masters of Wuzong he brought, had not yet realized what was going on, but he saw a long sword directly penetrated from the back of the neck of one of the Wuzong's Ninth Heavenly Powerful Ones.

Not only that, the remaining few powerful men of the Ninth Heaven of Wuzong who were all focused on Tang Zhulu did not expect that Wei Sandao's subordinates had already ambushed among them when Zi Chen took action. When he heard Zi Chen's words "Take it", they all sacrificed their magic weapons and bombarded the locked masters...

All are sneak attacks.

If it is normal, it is not so easy for them to sneak attack these powerful men in the middle stage of the Ninth Heaven of the Wuzong Sect.

However, the situation was different at this moment. Seeing Tang Zhulu falling into Zi Chen's hands, everyone focused on Zi Chen and Tang Zhulu, and they were thinking in their hearts about how to rescue Tang Zhulu from that boy Zi Chen.

But he didn't expect that he would take the tragedy of Wei Sandao's subordinates.

In just a moment, I saw more than a dozen powerful men in the middle and late stages of the Ninth Heaven of the Wushu Sect fell to the ground and died completely...

"ah?"

Seeing that all the masters under his command died in front of him, Tang Zhulu was also stunned, his face full of shock and shock. The Jiuzhou Demon Academy was also stunned for a long time, and suddenly a shocking cheer broke out. Seeing that his sneak attack plan was successful, Zi Chen was also slightly relieved. Seven or eight powerful people in the late stage of the Ninth Heaven of the Wu Sect? Even Zi Chen did not dare to be careless at all.

You should know that whether it was Bai Jiannan or Wei Sandao, this time they only brought two or three powerful men from the late stage of the Ninth Level of the Wuzong Sect. In terms of strength alone, Tang Zhulu's strength was definitely the strongest. Augustine, who was standing next to Bai Xiaosheng, saw that all the masters from Tang Zhulu had lost all, and seven or eight powerful men from the late stage of the "Ninth Level of the Wuzong Sect" died, and his breathing began to become rapid.

He couldn't help laughing and said, "Tang Zhulu, you little bastard didn't expect that you would be today! Your old and immortal ghost king of the Tang family, this time, in order to divide the things in the "dark world", he sent seven or eight powerful men from the late Ninth Heaven of the Wuzong. Now, all the seven or eight powerful men from the late Ninth Heaven of the Wuzong have died here. You Tang family probably won't have a few powerful men from the late Ninth Heaven of the Wuzong!

You said, if the other eleven holy kings knew what happened today, can the immortal Tang family still settle in the position of the holy king?"

"Crazy!"

After hearing Augustine's words, Tang Zhulu's face turned pale in an instant. He took a deep breath before he said stubbornly: "Augustine, you underestimate our Tang family too much. Let me tell you that even if all the powerful men in the late Ninth-level Wuzong of our Tang family died completely, the other holy kings would not dare to deal with our Tang family. Let me tell you, my grandfather has recently come out of seclusion and has reached the realm of a land immortal. What do you think?"

"Land Immortal?"

Hearing that the Ghost King had reached the realm of a land immortal, Augustine's face changed slightly, and she looked at Tang Zhulu in astonishment.

"Kill all these people."

Zi Chen's order was followed by these powerful men sent by Wei Sandao, but also the disciples of the "Jiuzhou Demon Academy" rushed forward and were defeated like a mountain. Now, Tang Zhulu fell into Zi Chen's hands, and the powerful men of Wuzong he brought were basically all lost.

How could the remaining native chickens and tiles be opponents of these powerful men? In a moment, they saw the subordinates brought by Tang Zhulu suddenly turned into birds and beasts and scattered completely.

“…”

far away.

"Has Tang Zhulu been settled?" Wei Sandao, with a pale face, asked at an old man he sent out.

"Yes, young master."

When Wei Sandao and the old man behind him were also stunned when they heard that Tang Zhulu was settled so quickly, they were stunned for a long time before looking at the old man kneeling in front of him and asked directly: "What's going on?"

So, the old man kneeling on the ground told Tang Zhulu all the things that happened in the attic.

When he heard Zi Chen quietly sneaking into Tang Zhulu's side with his people, and used thunder to control Tang Zhulu, first affecting the minds of other masters, and then attacking them to kill all the masters brought by Tang Zhulu, Wei Sandao couldn't help but take a breath and said coldly: "The courage is really extraordinary!"

"Young Master said it well."

The old man standing behind Wei Sandao nodded and said, "He is indeed ridiculously brave. Although this plan is good, once it is successful, it will be invincible immediately. However, it is really too risky. If there is a slight mistake, I am afraid that all of them will die here. After all, it is definitely not an easy task to lurk around these powerful men in the late stage of the Ninth Heaven of the Wushu Sect!"

"He just used the people from the 'Jiuzhou Demon Academy' to distract Tang Zhulu and the others."

Wei Sandao shook his head and said with a smile: "It seems that these forces who want to invade the dark world this time have failed. This time, it is up to that boy Zi Chen alone to turn the world around. Unexpectedly, the immortal old man Murong, who dares to take a good move!"
Chapter completed!