"You, let go!" The disciple of Jinfeng Tower shouted in shock when he could not break free.

When Huang Xiaolong heard this, his palm loosened and pushed it. The disciple of Jinfeng Tower flew backwards. Several disciples of Jinfeng Tower who could not hide behind him were hit and fell to fly together.

Li Zhi and Wang Yu's face changed in surprise.

The disciple of Jinfeng Tower was born with divine power, and he was practicing the ancient body refining magical skills. His body was strong. Although he was at the peak of the late eighth-level ancient god, his combat power was comparable to that of an ordinary ninth-level ancient god. Now, he was pushed away by Huang Xiaolong at will!

Huang Xiaolong is in the late stage of the seventh level of the ancient god!

How could his combat power be so strong?

Huang Xiaolong's face was cold and walked towards Li Zhi and Wang Yu.

Li Zhi and Wang Yu were panicked.

"God-killing Nail Soul Gun!"

At this moment, suddenly, a blood-red spear appeared in the void and suddenly stabbed out from behind Li Zhi, stabbing directly into Huang Xiaolong's eyebrows.

This blood-red spear seemed to have terrifying magic power. The blood-red runes on it made people see it, and it felt like they could not move.

However, above Huang Xiaolong's soul, the silver light of the Jade Moon Divine Snail flashed, and Huang Xiaolong recovered instantly.

However, the other party's blood-red spear had already stabbed Huang Xiaolong ten feet away from the eyebrows.

Seeing that the blood-red spear was about to enter Huang Xiaolong's eyebrows, suddenly, a purple thunder landed in the void, and the blood-red spear body was in the middle.

Under the bombardment of purple thunder, the blood-red runes on the blood-red spear spear seemed to have been extinguished, and instantly dimmed.

Then he screamed, holding the handle of the spear, and let go of the severe pain, and the spear fell to the ground.

The purple thunder was sent by the golden-horned calf.

The one who assassinated Huang Xiaolong with a gun was a thin and inconspicuous Jinfenglou disciple. This Jinfenglou disciple hid in the crowd and actually avoided Huang Xiaolong's attention.

However, this is also because the other party practiced an ancient breath-catching technique.

Huang Xiaolong's eyes condensed and he looked at the other party.

The late stage of the ancient god level ninth level!

Then, Huang Xiaolong looked at the blood-red spear that fell to the ground. This blood-red spear is a medium-grade Chaos Spiritual Artifact, and an ancient object.

In fact, just now, even if the opponent stabs the eyebrows, he will not be able to hurt Huang Xiaolong. With Huang Xiaolong's current terrifying defense power of the Yuanlong divine body, it is definitely not something that a mere ancient god can break through in the late stage of the ninth level, even if the opponent has a medium-grade chaotic spiritual weapon.

As soon as the blood-red spear was shot down, the thin Jinfeng Tower disciple leaned towards the blood-red spear and wanted to retrieve it, but as soon as he moved, suddenly, the sky was dark, thunder clouds rolled, and a ball of purple thunder blasted down, and instantly bombarded the Jinfeng Tower disciple.

The golden-horned calf twisted his butt and walked over and picked up the blood-red spear.

"The blood text of the Blood Demon Clan." The golden-horned calf recognized at a glance that the blood-colored runes on the blood-red spear were the blood text unique to the Blood Demon Clan in the Hell Shura Realm.

The disciple of Jinfeng Tower who was bombarded by the Golden Horned Cauldron was shocked: "You know the Blood Demon Clan?"

This Blood Soul Spear was actually what he gained when he was practicing in a demonic land. After he refined it, he learned about the Blood Soul Spear from the remaining memories of the owner in front of the Blood Soul Spear.

"Barring." The golden-horned calf turned his eyelids: "I remember that back then, the blood demon ancestor of the Blood Demon clan invited me to drink wine."

The disciples of Jinfenglou and the Black Domain Creation Sect were stunned.

In fact, they didn't know who the ancestor of the Blood Demon clan was. Even the disciples of the Jinfenglou who obtained the Blood Soul Spear did not know that the ancestor of the Blood Demon clan was.

Of course. Even if they know, no one will take it seriously.

Huang Xiaolong then walked towards Wang Yu and Li Zhi.

"Huang Xiaolong!" As soon as Wang Yu spoke, Huang Xiaolong punched over, directly blasting Wang Yu's chest out toward his back. The powerful force stirred in his body, and the sound of bone explosion continued to come from Wang Yu's body.

Wang Yu screamed in terrible pain.

Seeing Wang Yu again this time, Huang Xiaolong naturally would not show mercy.

So, Wang Yu was ruined with one punch.

It is almost impossible for Wang Yu to recover in the future.

"Where is Sun Yi? Where is Fang Chu?" Huang Xiaolong asked coldly.

Wang Yu looked at Huang Xiaolong with bloody eyes, and hissed with a loud resentment: "Huang Xiaolong, I won't be a human being if I don't kill you!"

Huang Xiaolong punched Wang Yu and directly knocked him out, completely blew his chest, and plasma splattered everywhere.

"Wang Yu!" Li Ting finally reacted in the distance, her pretty face changed drastically, and she screamed in a sad voice.

"Kill me, kill Huang Xiaolong!" Li Zhi shouted.

Huang Xiaolong punched Li Zhi in the throat with a backhand, smashing his throat to pieces and flew out.

"Senior Brother Li Zhi!"

"younger brother!"

The disciples of Jinfeng Tower, Li Ting screamed again.

Just as Huang Xiaolong stepped forward and was about to search Wang Yu's soul, suddenly, a loud bang on the ground, and a neat footsteps sounded from afar, and a team of sea patrol disciples ran towards him.

In the blink of an eye, this group of sea patrol disciples came to everyone.

Seeing Wang Yu and Li Zhi’s miserable situation at the scene, the faces of the sea patrol disciples changed in shock. They recognized the costumes of the core disciples of Jinfeng Tower on Li Zhi and others.

Jinfenglou and the Feng family, Wu family, Ouyang family, and winners of the twelve major families of the Sea clan. This time, they came here at the invitation of the Sea clan and were the guests of the Sea clan.

Now, the disciple of Jinfeng Tower was actually seriously injured in Haihuang City!

"What's going on?" Suddenly, a cold shout rang out.

Guo Gang led a group of Guo's guards over.

"Young Master Guo Gang!" The disciples of the Sea Tribe patrol saluted one after another when they saw that it was Guo Gang.

Guo Gang glanced at the scene and took back from Li Zhi, Wang Yu and others. His eyes fell on Huang Xiaolong, and his smile was charming: "Huang Xiaolong, we are meeting again."

Huang Xiaolong's face was cold and he didn't speak.

Guo Gang's face turned cold and said, "According to the rules of the Haihuang City, those who fight and injure people in the city will be punished according to the severity of the circumstances. The minor ones must cut off their hands, and the serious ones must cut off their heads and draw their souls, refine them into a charming corpse, and suppress the Seahuang Tower forever!"

Huang Xiaolong looked at Guo Gang coldly, and did not speak up to defend himself.

"Do you cut off your hands by yourself or do you want us to do it?" Guo Gang sneered. Huang Xiaolong's expression made him extremely unhappy. Huang Xiaolong thought they dare not do it?

Huang Xiaolong did not answer Guo Gang and said to the Golden Horned Maverick: "Let's relax your muscles and bones later."

The golden-horned calf shook his tail: "I just want to practice my leg muscles." After saying that, he stretched out his front legs, and then stretched out his hind legs.

Seeing that Huang Xiaolong actually ignored him, Guo Gang glared: "Go up, break their legs first, then break their hands, and then take them to the Sea Emperor Tower!"

Suddenly, the disciples of the Sea Clan patrol came forward with their swords and attacked Huang Xiaolong and the Golden Horned Calf.
Chapter completed!