"Stop him, stop him!" Falun roared and kept running, feeling like she was chased to the point where she had no way to heaven and no way to enter the ground.

Puff puff puff!!

Zhou Jian was like a god of killing, with black hair dancing wildly, his hand raised his sword and fell, and all those who blocked the way were slashed immediately.

"Stop him, don't kill him!" He yelled, and the Qingtian Guards in front immediately formed a human wall, but did not kill him.

Seeing this, Falun looked ugly, so she had to turn her direction and reach out to grab Wuyang who was seriously injured and rescued.

Gu Hu and others were not the opponents of Falun. After being overturned, Wuyang was about to be captured, and the seriously injured Wuyang female monk's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of powerlessness.

But just when he was about to catch someone, Zhou Jian arrived and a catapulted, like a leopard pounced on food.

The golden sword flashed coldly, extremely dazzling.

puff!!

Blood splattered one foot high, and an arm hit the ground with a loud bang, which was so terrifying.

"Ah!!" Falun let out a heart-wrenching scream, and fell to the ground, covering her broken arms and rolling all over the ground.

An arm was cut off, and it was a pity that was inhuman.

But this person is also a ruthless person. Even so, he gritted his teeth and stumbled up, and wanted to escape. It's not a loss that he is a direct subordinate to Dunhuang.

But at this moment, it was completely late.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the person he flew out backwards.

It was a wall made of a large number of coalition forces with shields, which bounced back and smashed heavily to the ground.

He screamed and wanted to get up. Zhou Jian held the golden knife in his hand and appeared at the right time. He stepped on his face with a sharp kick, and instantly cut off his nose.

"Ah!!" A pig-killing scream cut through the sky.

Dada dada...

A large number of coalition forces arrived and controlled the situation: "Sir!"

All the speakers were executed quickly, no living mouth was left, and the corpse was everywhere.

Zhou Jian looked around, then looked down and said coldly: "Are you still running?"

Falun was sweating all over her head, her lips were pale, and his fierceness was completely aroused under severe pain. She roared resentfully: "Don't be proud, Dunhuang is an existence that you cannot shake!"

"You, and you, have to pay the price, and you will never be able to reincarnate!"

Bang!

Zhou Jian slapped him hard in the face, and he had a backhand: "Hmph, use this to scare me, what's wrong with Dunhuang? Within a year, I want you to be destroyed, and even the King of Heaven can't save Dunhuang!"

The Falun was drawn into the eyes of Venus, and the excessive blood loss caused his physical strength to rapidly decline.

"If you have sex, just kill me!" He said harshly in a weak voice.

"Kill you? That's too cheap!" Zhou Jian coldly opened another hole in his thigh with a knife. The severe pain made Falun wake up again and screamed: "Ah!"

His arms, thighs, and nose bridges were covered with blood. When the Hu people around him saw it, they couldn't help swallowing. The lord was too cruel.

"If you don't kill me, I will kill you!"

"You dare to torture me and let the bishop know that everyone related to you will be sacrificed to heaven alive!" Falun roared with resentment.

"Random!" Guan Shan and others were furious and scolded him. They couldn't help but go forward, but were stopped by Zhou Jian. He was not angry at all, but instead he was like looking at a clown.

"He is begging for death, don't get angry, if you get angry, he will succeed."
Chapter completed!