Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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The sound of thunder shook the night, and danced with the sound of killing. The blood was diffused, and the world was shaking.

With a roar, a great saint of the Kunpeng tribe was cut off and his body exploded in Xutian.

For this reason, the Red Flame Great Saint was wounded, and a Great Saint-level Yin Yin will also be almost maimed.

One great saint was destroyed, three great saints and three dying gods would surround the second great saint of Kunpeng, a six-to-one lineup. As you can imagine in the end, that great saint was ashes.

On the other side, the holy king level of Kunpeng Mine was also completely destroyed.

The peak strong were all destroyed. Next, it was a one-sided slaughter. How did the Xunpeng Mine, which did not even have a holy king, stop a group of big holy and holy king strong men.

The picture is even more tragic, and the shadows of people are turned into blood fog, and the blood gathers into rivers.

The Chiyan Great Saints and the Kings also began to engage in oil and water, sweeping all the way, rushing into the mine, not taking white and not taking, and can still receive commissions, the reward is very generous.

The other two teams also successively won the victory. The Peng Peng Da Sheng level and the Holy King were destroyed, and the remaining small shrimps, except for those who escaped, were buried in the mine, which was really a dead body and blood.

Quickly retreat! The Great Red Flame ordered that the first step out of the mine disappeared instantly.

Although a lot of ore was confiscated in the mine, everyone understands that this is a wrong place. Once the mission is completed, there is no need to wait much. Although the teleportation array is destroyed, the Xunpeng tribe can completely rescue from the outside. Live, this end will be miserable.

The Chiyan people did not dare to delay, flying out of the mine one by one, and retreating as soon as the teleportation platform was transmitted.

Of course, someone is still sweeping the ore and treasures, and walking around the mine, it is needless to say that Ye Chen, who uses the Xianlun Heavenly Path to walk, can't stop him from coming.

This is a natural treasure. At this moment, it is a thing without an owner. He never politely accepts it.

"Don't die?" Chuan Tiantian, who passed by the sky, said, "It's better to leave quickly."

"Here we go first, I will come later." Ye Chen waved his hand and rushed into a mine.

Killing the sky didn't say anything, set foot on the empty sky, flew out of the mine, sacrificed the teleportation platform, and disappeared in no time. The same was true of the others, coming fast and going fast.

Except for the corpse mountain and the **** sea, the huge mine left only Ye Chen as a living person, and wherever he went, whether it was a storage bag or a shard of artifacts, he entered his pocket without exception.

"I said, you let me go out to help!" Yan Long awoke in Chaos Ding, who jumped up and down, he most likes it, just looking at it, itchy hands.

"Be honest." Ye Chen would never let him out. The strong men of the Xunpeng tribe might kill at any time. He didn't want Yan Long to have an accident, and it was enough for him to sweep.

I do n’t know when this guy came out of the mine, there was nothing to collect.

He left, but left a huge white cloth, which had been hundreds of feet long since the supper, and was engraved with seven **** characters: Blame your prince.

As here, so are the other two mines.

Overlooking the heavens and the earth, all three mines are as cleaned as blood, and the eyes are filled with blood. The corpses are everywhere, the picture is shocking. This is a mine, but it is more like Jiuyou Hell.

Soon, the strong men of the Kunpeng clan came from the four corners, and they saw the white cloth that traversed the world and the seven striking characters on the white cloth: Blame your prince.

"Asshole." Xun Peng's strong influx, but mine scenes, but let people air-conditioning.

The people who came to watch the show have also gathered from the Quartet. Without saying a word, they saw the hundreds of feet of white cloth from afar, and suddenly stunned, "This word is so familiar."

"Don't think about it, Prince Xun Peng's enemies." The Quartet sighed. "Like the Prince Jinwu, all the enemies came to the door and affected their families."

"Will there be a group of people with Gan Jinwu, and those seven big handwritings are very similar."

"Yes or not, it doesn't matter." Some people couldn't help laughing, "The important thing is that the retribution has come, and even more the Jinwu tribe, the three source stone mines, how much wealth is that."

"I want it, it deserves it." Too many people can't help but applaud, "I have a strong self-confidence, and I don't bully the Quartet on weekdays. This time I'm being revenge! Would it be good to give him all the money?"

"Check, check for my king." Kun Peng's main hall, Kun Peng Huang was crazy, and the anger was soaring.

"What you have done." All the elders of the Kunpeng tribe all stared at Prince Kunpeng with **** eyes. "All of your wanton actions caused me Kunpeng to suffer heavy losses, six saints, more than twenty saints, hundreds of The quasi-sacred king, countless people, the price of blood! "

Prince Kun Peng gritted his teeth, but he didn't say a word. His expression that had always been humorous was gone. His face was full of eyes, golden eyes turned into blood eyes, and he wanted the blood of the emperor. He is a Prince of the Kun Peng tribe. How willing to be counted.

This is really a wonderful irony. Not long ago, when the Jinwu tribe was wounded, he was also interested in watching big shows, but not long after today, they also followed Jinwu's footsteps, and they all started because of him. And their losses are even worse than the Jinwu ethnic group.

Here, Ye Chen has returned to the small manor of the Chiyan Branch Pavilion. The Nine Great Saints and the Hundred Great Saints are waiting. Many people were injured, but they were all intact and there were no casualties.

"This ticket is beautiful." Ye Chen smiled and handed over the second half of the commission. "The Red Flame mercenaries are reliable, cruel, courageous, and courageous."

"A lot of mopping up!" A group of big saints all looked at Ye Chen with beards and beards. After they left, Ye Chen was still mopping at the mine. Although it was only half an hour, they might collect a lot.

"You did not take less." Ye Chen shook his head and shook his head. He could see clearly. The old guys were savvy and savvy, and they were very skilled. At first glance, they did not steal the chickens and touch the dogs. Is it a mercenary? What routines are playing.

"Idle is also idle." Many of the big holy and holy kings have meaningful faces. This time, they have really gained a lot. They have commissions and ore. They are the biggest winners. Chiyan Since its inception, it has not had such a huge harvest.

"I'm like, can't do it." A fat man poke Ye Chen, squinting his old eyes, smiling a little wryly, "I heard that the mines of the Baqi tribe also have a lot of ore."

"If you don't charge a commission, I don't mind doing another vote." Ye Chen groaned.

"Don't make trouble, you are mercenaries." Fatty Da Sheng pouted and gave Ye Chen a white look.

"Dao You have other employment tasks. If not, I will leave here."

"If I said that I would attack the Peng Peng family directly, you wouldn't do it." Ye Chen laughed.

"This can't be done." Everyone coughed, turned around and left. What international joke was there? The Kunpeng tribe could fight if they wanted to. This time, the whole army was not discussed.

"There is also a time for Chi Yan to seduce!" Ye Chen could not help but smile, and then walked out of the manor, entered the street, looked for a tea stand, ordered a pot of ancient tea, and sat quietly.

The four sides are all talking, and the tides have formed one after another. The discussions are all about these days, especially the torture of the three mines in Kunpeng tonight.

Ye Chen just listened, groaning secretly in his heart. Although the war tonight suffered a great loss for the Kunpeng tribe, his ultimate goal has not yet been reached: the princess of the Kunpeng tribe was destroyed.

He was thinking, how can he lead Kun Peng out and ransom the kidnap? Repeated tricks?

After thinking about it, he only felt that this was the most reliable. As long as Kun Peng came out, everything was easy to say. He had enough confidence to destroy him, but if he couldn't shrink back, it would be tricky.