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But then everyone was dumbfounded!

Because the Siberian tiger actually took the initiative to go to Kunlun, directly breaking away from the camp of the Western Expedition.

"Everyone, don't get me wrong, I am not a Siberian tiger, I am a Siberian tiger, from the Great Northeast!"

This tiger is very huge, tens of meters high and hundreds of meters long, tall and mighty, full of blood.

But now, it actually said such words, which left countless people in the East and West speechless.

The Siberian tiger and the Siberian tiger seem to be really a group, and this one is going to turn to the east.

"Hehe, you want to get close, okay, go and kill a strong man with six shackles, I will let you return to your place!"

The Golden Winged Roc King opened his mouth and said lightly.

"This..." The Siberian tiger hesitated, and asked him to kill a strong man with six shackles as a certificate?

He may not be able to kill him, besides, it would be too bad to be a rebellious boy and kill his original friend directly.

"Siberian tiger! Make no mistake!"

Schiller had no choice but to shout: "Everyone, there is only one battle now, otherwise we will die without a place to die!"

He must curb the signs of betrayal, otherwise they will all defect, this is unplayable, and they are destined to be wiped out.

"That's right, I want to kill two people with one against two. The difference in strength in this battle is not that big!"

The Black Dragon King roared and laughed wantonly.

"Ha ha!"

The Golden Winged Roc King also laughed loudly: "Forget it, take up a dragon character, I will kill you and feed you!"

boom!

Before the words fell, the two began to fight.

Suddenly, Schiller yelled: "My friends who have not shown up, take down Kunlun together, there is a chance to become a god!"

Everyone in the east was imposing, and there were enemies?

But in the blink of an eye.

There was silence in the mountains, and no one responded.

"Who dares to fight me?"

Seeing this, the old lion spoke.

The owner of the Bajing Palace looks ordinary and wants to make a move.

But at this time, the old lama spoke up. He is the master of the Kunlun Horse King, and his strength is absolutely unparalleled.

"Amitabha!" The old lama said with compassion on his face, "Since you have obtained the Buddhist breathing method, you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha!"

"You fart!"

The old lion roared, and quickly moved.

The old lama and the golden lion also fought together!

Peerless wars broke out one after another, and then went berserk again.

The White Rhinoceros King entered the arena, wanting to rescue the old Lion King who was being beaten, but was blocked by the Lord of Biyou Palace.

puff!

The master of Biyou Palace forcibly killed a top beast king, bathed in a rain of blood, stood facing the wind, and his evil spirit was soaring!

The Western camp was terrified.

The old lion was crushed and beaten by the old lama, and the white rhinoceros king went to the rescue and was instantly killed by the master of Biyou Palace.

All the Eastern camps were shocked and invincible!

at this time.

The Black Dragon King was also crushed and beaten by the Golden Winged Roc King, and he was about to die. He was no match for Dapeng at all.

"The overall situation is set."

Yang Chen nodded. The Golden Winged Roc King and Kunlun have a deep relationship, and it can be said that Kunlun went out.

At the beginning, Chu Feng told him that he once saw a yak, a Tibetan mastiff, and a big golden bird gathered on the top of Bronze Mountain in Kunlun.

That big golden bird is the offspring of the Golden Winged Dapeng King. One can imagine how powerful the Golden Winged Dapeng King is!

Now, King Dapeng is fighting against King Black Dragon.

"God Yang, let's take action too."

At this time, the mastiff king and the white ape laughed, ready to bring Yang Chen into the arena to harvest and completely sweep the Western heroes.

Chu Feng Huang Niu and others were amazed that peerless powerhouses such as Mastiff King and Bai Yuan also called Yang Chen God Yang.

This kind of power is shocking!

The eastern camp suddenly became a sensation, and Yang Chen made a move, which was always devastating, sweeping away all opponents!

"Run!"

The old vampire king was frightened and wanted to run away.

But in the blink of an eye, he was slashed by a sword light from outside the sky, almost frightening him out of his wits!

This is the white crane from the Shushan Sword Palace, who took the shape of a human, handsome and handsome, and the skill of controlling the sword is unmatched in the world.

The old vampire king couldn't escape at all. After being pinched by two white cranes, he was crushed and beaten all the time, and was injured.

"Everyone, whoever offends me in Kyushu will be punished no matter how far away!"

The mastiff king shouted, calling for a group of peerless powerhouses to take action.

"kill!"

For a time, the wind and cloud turmoiled for three thousand miles.

The peerless masters of the Eastern camp moved together, shaking the world!

The old master of Wudang is immortal and powerful, and Taiji towns mountains and rivers.

Kongtong's old mountain tortoise, carrying the Eight Diagrams on its back, slashed at Schiller across the sky, with dazzling eyes and boundless Taoism.

The Peacock King and the Golden Crow King are fighting against the ancient yoga master Fanlin, because the Peacock King wants the ancient yoga breathing method!

Also.

The masters of Bajing Palace and Yuxu Palace were also in action, rushing towards the western camp, as if two gods and demons descended into the world.

"Everyone, I am really a Siberian tiger. I grew up in the Northeast, and I just traveled to Siberia for a while!"

The Siberian tiger roared, almost frightened to death, quickly turned around and shot at the Westerners, waving its tiger claws!

"Escape!"

The western camp collapsed, and so many peerless masters appeared together, they couldn't stop it at all. This is invincible style.

"Everyone, take care!"

Schiller roared, and the light and dark power in his body erupted at the same time, with immeasurable power, which made the Arctic King beside him tremble.

Schiller turned around and ran, and the Arctic King also fled.

"If you want to leave, have you asked me?"

Yang Chen showed a smile that was not a smile.

For a moment, the whole audience was shocked. Under the leadership of Yang Chen, the Eastern camp began to chase and kill the Eastern Expeditionary Army, intending to attack the West.

Anyone who offends me in Kyushu will be punished even if he is far away!

This is not empty talk, but real reality.

"Kill!"

This is an unprecedented victory.

The kings of the East are chasing after thousands of miles, all the way to the west!

Yang Chen took the lead in the charge, and his spear shot out like a dragon, like Ling Chen, the young emperor of heaven, with black hair and black clothes hunting wildly, bathed in golden brilliance.

In an instant, the periphery of Kunlun Mountain trembled violently.

With so many king-level powerhouses moving together, it is more violent than thousands of troops and millions of troops, just like a battle of gods!

King-level powerhouses, some are hundreds of meters long, covering the sky and the sun, and with a roar, the mountains begin to shake.

The sound shook all directions!

"Quick, run away!"

The soldiers of the Eastern Expedition were panicked and scared to death.

Even Schiller, the Arctic King and others are running for their lives, how could they not be afraid or frightened?It's scary!

The mysterious East contains ancient powers.

"Whoever stops me will die!"

The people and horses of the eastern camp moved together, like a mountain torrent erupting, unstoppable, rolling towards the fleeing army.

Yang Chen took the lead, wearing black armor and holding a gentian gun, he looked like a peerless war god.

A little cold light came first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon!

The art of controlling the sword, across the world, killing people like mowing grass!

Yang Chen was so powerful, he was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, clearing the field with swordsmanship, and clearing the way with a long spear.

High in the sky, a pigeon was very happy. It was so fast that it could already be said to have escaped from the sky.

But unfortunately, a terrifying sword light howled, and before it could react, it exploded with a bang.

A sword cut down the bird king, and blood rained down.

Yang Chen's swordsmanship is so domineering, he cut down a king-level bird of prey with one sword, and there was a loud bang in the air.

It was Jian Guang breaking the sound barrier, surrounding Thunder.

"God Yang, Shenwei!"

The Kunlun side was shocked at first, and then suddenly boiled up, their morale soared, and they began to chase after thousands of miles!

High in the sky, the Black Dragon King looked helpless. This battle is over, and it is difficult to recover the defeat no matter what.

He might even fall on the spot!

"Roar!"

The Black Dragon King roared, and while fighting with King Dapeng, he fled to the west at a very fast speed.

But it's a pity that the Black Dragon King was so frightened that he was almost out of his wits. In front of his eyes, there was a brilliant sword, carrying boundless power, coming to kill him face to face!

Chapter 142 Stepping on the Sky and Slaying the Dragon!

"Like an ant, delusional to call it a dragon!"

Yang Chen stepped into the void and pointed his spear straight at the Black Dragon King, like a golden sun shining in the sky, his whole body was filled with golden brilliance.

Chi!

That sword light soared into the sky, as if it was about to cut down the stars, carrying boundless power, across the sky.

The silver-white sword light slashed down, with the sound of a sonic boom, filled with earth-shattering energy fluctuations, and directly slashed at the head of the Black Dragon King. If it hit...

The Black Dragon King will die too!

Because this sword is made of Wanhua Xuanjin, a metal comparable to mother gold, its power is absolutely terrifying.

Chi!

That sword light turned into a silver-white glow, which was boundless and mighty with the sound of thunder in the sky.

The Black Dragon King quickly moved sideways, with a horrified expression, while fighting with the Golden Winged Roc King, while avoiding the sword light.

At this moment, Yang Chen moved!

His feet are like bipolars, and there is a surge of energy under his feet. With a kick, his whole body soars into the sky, walking freely against the wind.