Bang!

The door to the first floor hall of Yunshui Pavilion was closed instantly.

The warriors' heartbeats suddenly accelerated!

A battle of death!

The chance of surviving is one in ten thousand!

"Li Shier! You kill my comrades and harm their family! You still call yourself the Holy Lord! Unexpectedly, you are a beast!" Wei Youlan stood behind the warrior, looking at him constantly.

Sima Wuji and Lin Zhan, where have they gone?

Beside him, there were only ten undead warriors.

Wei Youlan has seen with his own eyes that those undead warriors can also be killed!

For a moment, he panicked for no reason.

"Holy Lord, I have missed the opportunity to welcome you!"

At this moment, Emperor Lin Qing opened the door and walked in from behind Li Shier with a smile on his face: "Last time, we were not happy with the fight!"

"It's a pity that I didn't leave that sword." Li Shier glanced at Emperor Lin Qing's waist.

Sure enough, the great Han Honggang is still there!

The heavy sword has no edge!

This weapon is really the nemesis of the Great Zhou Lanye Sword.

"The sword is here, the Holy Lord will come and take it at any time!" Emperor Lin Qing patted the big man Honggang on his waist and walked to Wei Youlan.

"Where is Sima Wuji?" Wei Youlan asked in a low voice.

At this moment of life and death, wouldn’t the old fox run away again?

"Speak for a while." Emperor Qingdi of Lin pressed his right hand on the sword, ready to take action at any time.

It is difficult to kill the Holy Lord, but it is not that difficult to defeat!

Lin Qingdi wants to give it a try!

Last time he was alone, he could still fight back and forth.

This time, Sima Wuji and Lin Zhan helped each other, as well as the warriors from the entire capital!

Emperor Lin Qing has confidence that he can capture the Holy Lord alive!

If you really capture the Holy Lord, then the fake Holy Lord of Kunlun Mountain can become the real Holy Lord!

There is no two days!

It’s true and never dead, and the fake is always fake!

Now it seems that except Ye Bugui, no one really wants to save the Emperor!

The air is extremely depressing.

"I carried a pot of wine to pay tribute to the dead people of Zhendu Martial Arts Association." Li Shier pulled out the bottle plug and poured the wine on the ground. "The dead are the most important."

People are not killed by him.

But there were so many warriors dead in Zhen, Li Shier decided to pay tribute.

The martial arts of the world are originally one family.

It's just a benefit, and it makes people lose themselves.

"Shameful! Li Shier, you are traumatizing their family, and now you are pretending to pay tribute! Are you disgusting?"

"Ph! Shameless!"

The warriors were filled with righteous indignation!

This is humiliation!

Naked humiliation!

Click!

When the wine in the pot was poured, Li Shier threw the pot on the ground.

Smash to pieces.

He slowly pulled out the Great Zhou Lanye Sword on his waist and raised his head coldly: "Today, I only kill people who do not distinguish between right and wrong. From now on, whoever draws the sword will die."

A calm speech was like a mountain, pressing on the hearts of every warrior.

Even Wei Youlan was very surprised.

The Holy Lord, there is no explanation?

It was obviously because of him, Wei Youlan, who sent someone to kill him under the arrangement of Sima Wuji.

This is a frame-up!

But the Holy Lord actually endured it silently without explaining it.

Wei Youlan admired him a little.

What a man!

"Report!"

Suddenly!

The door was pushed open!

A warrior from the town capital ran in excitedly and shouted: "Chairman Wei, there are thousands of warriors outside the door, come to support!"

"good!"

Wei Youlan was overjoyed: "Li Shier, you finally aroused public anger! Today, you can slaughter all the warriors in the capital!"

But there was no change on Li Shier's face.

Any explanation is pale and powerless.

Some people are willing to be exploited, so they can only bear the price.

In the laws of nature, there is never the word sympathy!

The weak will always be cannon fodder.

He is a victim of struggle!

Years of time!

Thick bones!

What are the warriors in front of you?

A speck of dust?

Maybe not.

"Since that's the case, I'll fight you to the death!"

Wei Youlan looked around and never saw Sima Wuji and Lin Zhan.

But being able to kidnap the entire warrior in the capital had already made him extremely excited.

"This place is too narrow! Li Shier, we are on the long street in this town, and we will fight for life and death!" After Wei Youlan finished speaking, he was the first to pass by Li Shier with his weapon and walked to the street more than 30 meters wide outside.

The warriors in the capital followed closely!

Like a wave, Yunshui Pavilion gushed out.

Li Shier and Ji Wuchen stood in the center and separated the crowd!

One minute later.

The only two of them were left in the vast Yunshui Pavilion.

"I thought you could kill hundreds of people at most, but now it's a bit difficult." Ji Wuchen smiled bitterly: "If you kill them, it will become your eternal stain! It can't be removed..."

"Do you really think that the position of the Holy Lord is so easy to sit?" Li Shier carried his sword and strode towards the street. "If you want to be the king of this world, you have to bear the weight of the world!"

Ji Wuchen was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but sigh.

This throne is really hot.

Have a soft meal.

When I find Lanlan, I will give up on my soft meal.

Anyway, he is thick-skinned.

The north wind whistles!

On the street full of solemnity, Li Shier was carrying the Golden Dragon Sword, and there was no one behind him!

And in front of you!
To be continued...