Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 881 Are You Worth It?

Even if you die here, you will kill all your subordinates.

This is Lee Sang Hyuk's attitude.

People, once they are not afraid of death, will only scare their opponents.

At least both James and Li Xiao found it incredible.

Totally shouldn't.

Are you not a mercenary?

You're not a dead man, so is it necessary to be so dedicated?

"Okay, since you want my people to be buried with you, then you can go to die."

Song Jingming let out a cold snort, and slammed out his palm suddenly, directly hitting Li Xianghe.

Li Xianghe laughed out loud. His own life has been worth it. Half of his life is free. Before he died, he was buried with dozens of martial artists who could only look up to him. This is already a great honor for him.

"Brothers, see you in the next life."

When the palm arrived, Li Xianghe closed his eyes.

Both James Bieber and Li Xiao showed expressions of relief. Li Xianghe put too much pressure on them, and death is the best choice.

"Zhuzi Angan,"

A shout came from the sky, and someone was shocked.

There was endless anger in this shouting, and even though people were still far away, the few ordinary people present still trembled when they heard the sound.But Song Jingming didn't intend to stop at all, and slapped Li Xianghe's chest with a slap.

Li Xianghe flew upside down like a paper kite with a broken thread, the blood drew a graceful arc in the air, and his chest was sunken.

Song Jingming's palm directly shattered several ribs on his chest.

The whole person fell to the ground like a pile of limp mud, but Li Xianghe was still smiling. He seemed to have accomplished some earth-shattering feat, which was very glorious.

Wearing a robe, a long howl, and a sword coming to the west.

Jun Wuzui, who was keeping a low profile in the emerald country, fell beside Li Xianghe, with a look of shame in his eyes.

"It's not a loss to have so many warriors from the rivers and lakes buried with me, Li Xianghe."

Li Xianghe uttered words very clearly, this is the flashback before his death.

"Go at ease, I will let everyone here be buried with you."

Jun Wuzui stretched out his hand to close Li Xianghe's eyes, gently laid Li Xianghe's body flat on the ground, and suddenly got up, "Song Jingming, I haven't seen you for 20 years, but I have grown a lot."

Jun Wuzui not only showed any expression, but also looked at Song Jingming indifferently. In his eyes, Song Jingming was already a dead person.

Last year's Jun Wuzui was already an acquired-level martial artist. He stepped into the journey of cultivation after receiving He Yuexian's enlightenment, and then devoted himself to practicing in a place with abundant aura like the emerald mine veins. Naturally, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds during these times.Facing Song Jingming, he was like a banished immortal.

"You are innocent,"

Song Jingming exclaimed in disbelief.

These two people are actually people of the same era. As early as 20 years ago, the two also had contact.

"Aren't you already dead?"

Song Jingming found that he couldn't see through Jun Wuzui's cultivation at all, and his heart was even more turbulent.

After all, he himself is the acquired peak.

"I'm not dead, but you will soon be."

Jun Wuzui's anger was burning, if he had come a little earlier, it would definitely not have such an ending.The Hydralisk held by Li Xianghe undoubtedly has an important position for Fan Denglong, Jun Wuzui is very clear about this.Now that Li Xianghe is dead, how should he explain to Fan Denglong?

The higher the cultivation level, the more Jun Wusui can feel the horror of Fan Denglong and the people behind him.

In the eyes of Fan Denlong, that kind of kung fu that everyone would be beaten to death for it is like garbage that doesn't cost money. What kind of person can have such skill?

A year ago, he was a poor guy who ran around all day for his livelihood, and a year later, he was the No.1 admired by thousands of people in the world.This astonishing speed, without any suspense, declared to Jun Wuzui how terrifying the person standing behind Fan Denglong was.

Jun Wuzui couldn't arouse any thought of rebellion, he wanted to rely on Fan Denglong to walk through the illusory gate of heaven.

Therefore, today there must be a result that satisfies Van Den Loon.

a sword,
With just one strike, Song Jingming's arm was cut off instantly before he even had the thought of avoiding it.

Fan Denglong had previously uttered bold words that all people under Qi refining were ants.

Acquired peak, this is an unattainable realm in the eyes of ordinary warriors, but in the eyes of Qi refining monks, it is just a chicken that can be killed easily.

Song Jingming's face was ashen, and the man in black who captured Li Xianghe also suddenly changed his expression.

"Hand over what you have, and I can leave you with a whole body."

Jun Wuzui said coldly.

It is impossible for Li Xianghe to come here to search for a person who has been missing for 15 years. There must be a reason for him to die so generously.

"Unexpectedly, the majestic leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect would become someone else's running dog. Where did the domineering Jun Wuzui I knew back then go?"

Song Jingming shouted sharply, with disdain, bewilderment, and unwillingness.

"Stop talking about those useless things,"

Didn't Jun Wuzui go to see Song Jingming, pointing his long sword at the man in black next to him.

"you,"

It was another sword strike, but this one was not as lucky as Song Jingming, and was directly stabbed to death by the sword.

"Li Xianghe said that if you want people like you to be buried with him, death is the most important thing. I can only do this."

With another sword strike, James Bieber screamed and fell into a pool of blood.

On the other hand, Li Xiao's face was indifferent, and he smiled carefreely.

"Are you crazy?"

Song Jingming roared hysterically, "These people are the backbone of my Demon Cult. If you kill them, you will ruin the great cause of my Demon Cult. Are you trying to make an enemy of the entire Demon Cult?"

Jun Wuzui shook his head slowly, "An enemy?"

"Are you worthy?"

Li Xiao died, his seven orifices bleed and he was forgotten.

"You are innocent, you have such a big tone."

There was a sound from all directions, and someone was approaching quickly.

The roof was overturned immediately, and black shadows fell on the wall one by one. There were no less than 50 people in detail.

"How dare the Devil's Sect dare to be arrogant with such a trump card?"

Jun Wuzui glanced at these people contemptuously, and said that they have a great cause for a long time, just these acquired warriors, now they dare to take the lead in Dongtu rivers and lakes, they are simply seeking their own death.

"For the sake of being in the same line of the Devil's Cult, I will help you so that you won't lose face to the Devil's Cult when you go to Dongtu River and Lake in the future."

Jun Wuzui jumped up, his long sword dazzled, and streams of sword energy raged in the air.

A manpower battle with 50 people, this situation is extremely spectacular.

However, when everyone's attention was focused on the battle, a beautiful fairy floated up and landed beside Li Xianghe, who had been dead for a long time, "You should have such a chance, this time, I will replace Fan Denglong." Return your favor."

(End of this chapter)