Chapter 186 Lord of Nine Netherworlds
Why not die?

For monks, the immortality of the soul means immortality!
Li Taibai didn't know whether Li Xiaofei's soul also had the ability to regenerate the soul, but the ability to regenerate the body was definitely there.

If not, she would not have survived to this day after being hacked into pieces by Zhang Baozi.

Li Taibai was actually somewhat curious about this special ability.

But even he couldn't figure out the origin of this magical power for the time being, and could only attribute it to the influence of the laws of heaven and earth.

Every piece of heaven and earth has its own laws, and maybe the laws of this world are just like this.

Jiuyou Hall, here is the magnificent main hall, the main hall of King You, and also the place where the Jiuyou League holds daily meetings.

But at this moment, the Nine Nether Twelve Protectors, who were supposed to be talking about in the palace, have all been reduced to prisoners!

No, to be precise, it should be eight, because there are still four who have already chosen to run away because of the leader You Ye's escape, leaving only these eight protectors to form their own forces, and they are still competing with each other to divide territory.

Until this morning, a group of mysterious men in white descended from the sky. It took less than an hour to wipe out all the forces stationed in the entire Jiuyou Hall and successfully occupied the hall!

This group of people in white wore white masks and all dressed in uniform. They were all first-class masters. Among them, their leader had reached the level of perfection. Defeat them all!
Sitting on the throne in the middle of the main hall, Master Long glanced over the eight people on the ground one by one, and said with a sneer, "Nine Nether Twelve Guardians? Are you willing to submit to me!"

His voice was haughty and filled with an unconcealable smugness.

Once upon a time, the Dragon and Tiger Gang suffered countless losses and lost countless brothers under the hands of these brave generals, but now, they have finally all become their own prisoners!
And beside him stood a silent man in black wearing a black mask.

He is the leader of these white-clothed legions, and his eyes are full of incomparably sharp light, making people feel trembling just by looking at them from a distance.

It was also him who defeated these eight battle-hardened Dharma protectors with one blow!
"Xie Te! Long Jiutian, you shameless villain! You have colluded with people from outside forces to plot the territory of Longjiao Prefecture, you will die!" A big man roared angrily with a non-standard Chinese pronunciation.

This man's name is John King, and he is an out-and-out Lijian native. However, because there are many Chinese people in Longjiao Prefecture, he still knows some Chinese.

At this moment, his body was full of injuries, but he didn't have a trace of fear. If he hadn't been trapped by iron chains, he would have gone up to find Long Jiutian to fight for his life!

This is a man full of blood, and as a leader, what he admires the most is this kind of person, even if the other party is his enemy, he will try his best to recruit him.

But for Master Long, this is an exception.

Facing John King's roar, he just smiled contemptuously, then suddenly got up and came down, and punched him directly on the temple.

The latter had no defense at all, or in other words, because of the serious injuries he suffered in the previous battle, he had completely lost the strength to defend himself!

boom!
In an instant, the head of the former Jiuyou general turned into a blood mist, and the scene was extremely bloody.

But none of the people present were surprised, as if what happened in front of them was just an insignificant incident.

"I'll ask again, are you willing to surrender to me!" Master Long continued to ask in a deep voice.

This time, the remaining seven guardians all lowered their heads, and none of them came out to speak.

"I ask you, are you willing to surrender to me? Are you all deaf!"

His words fell, and suddenly he punched again, smashing another person's head.

"Hehe, a bunch of dumb and deaf people, why should I keep you?"

Another punch, another blown head, leaving only five guardians on the field.

At this moment, finally one Dharma protector couldn't bear it any longer, he fell down on his knees in front of Master Long with a plop, and said loudly, "Dead beggar, oh mama, my foolish love!"

It's a pity that this guardian's Chinese language is obviously not good enough, and under extreme tension, people can't understand a word.

"You can't even speak clearly, die!" Master Long sneered, seeming to be immersed in the pleasure of smashing the enemy's head.

From just now to now, in less than a short stick of incense, he has killed four Dharma protectors with his own hands, and he still used such violent and cruel methods.

At this moment, there was a question in the minds of the brothers who were originally from the Dragon and Tiger Gang, that was standing in front of them, or the gentle and elegant Dragon Lord who was known for his benevolence, righteousness and generosity?
Of course, among the people present, there were not many members of the original Dragon and Tiger Gang.

Except for a few people like Liu Dafei who are full of extreme admiration for Dragon Lord, no one else has stayed in the Dragon and Tiger Gang, and what has replaced them is this group of mysterious and powerful white-clothed army!
"Long Jiutian, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

The remaining four people have also understood that the other party does not want to surrender, but purely wants to tease them, and then kill them.

At the last moment of their lives, these four former titans also ignited their blood that was about to fade away!
Even if they don't have the strength to fight now, they still have to stand up and die vigorously!
The four remaining guardians stretched their iron chains and stood up in unison, their eyes filled with determination to see death as at home, wanting to deliver their final blow to Master Long.

"Hehe, since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

Master Long didn't panic when he saw this, first he sneered, and then gathered a terrifying flame in his fist, ready to turn these four ignorant guys into ashes.

That's right, he is a fire-type power user!
The scorching flames wrapped around his fist, and although the energy it radiated was not as good as Yanque's Five Elements Divine Fire, it definitely wouldn't differ too much.

Just when he was about to blow the heads of these four guys with one punch with his flaming fist, suddenly, several terrifying energy fluctuations came from behind!

Whoosh whoosh!
There was a clear sound of air explosion, and rows of wind blades condensed by air swept over, only taking Long Ye's life!

"boom!"

The moment the blade of wind appeared, the white clothes had already disappeared from the spot. He took off a golden soft sword from his waist, stretched it out, and swept it out with a sweeping sword, smashing the incoming air blades one after another.

Standing in front of Master Long, Bai Yi didn't speak, but his eyes were surprisingly serious.

"Hehehe! A gentleman in white clothes really deserves his reputation! Not only is he handsome, but his swordsmanship is even more beautiful, my sister likes it!" A string of silver bell-like laughter came from outside the palace gate.

(End of this chapter)

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