Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

Chapter 2530: The Death of One Overseas

Qian Haiqiang directly killed him. His realm was steadily in the late Yin-Yang realm, and because of his good foundation, he was able to kill even in the late Yin-Yang realm.

Behind him, the remaining two hundred and forty-five people in the One Branch led by Lao Li and Yang Xiaobing, and all of them lit up with golden flames.

The members of the Northern Light Bear clan watched this scene in shock, not knowing how to describe it.

"Are these people crazy?" asked an aurora borealis elder.

They were just here to persuade them to surrender, and now these guys opened the door, and one by one started to burn vitality.

"Die me!" Qian Hai yelled out of anger.

He grabbed it directly with a big palm, and suddenly several overseas powerhouses were pinched by him, and they were crushed abruptly.

Yang Xiaobing controlled a flying sword, and directly hit his chest with his palm, and a thick blood was vomited out and sprayed on the flying sword.

Suddenly Feijian became blood red, and at the same time, it was full of killing intent and powerful blood!

Feijian entered the enemy group, killing two people instantly!

"Chong for me, abolish one of the strongholds today, and we will be able to control the entire Western country!" A voice rang from the enemy group. At this time, these people did not stand stupidly, urging their own methods and forms.

Suddenly, the red clouds danced outside the mountain gate of the entire One Division, and the spiritual powers in it started shooting everywhere.

Qian Haiqiang was like a real fire. With his strength in the late Yin-Yang realm, he could be said to be vertical and horizontal in the enemy group. Even an aurora borealis did not block his blow, and was directly beaten. Half of his body screamed.

The enemy was also a little frustrated. They had gathered together forcibly, and it was all relying on the reputation of the four heavenly kings to achieve this. To put it bluntly, they were skirmishers.

And one door is twisted into a rope. The key is that they burned their vitality directly before they ever saw a war. These guys were in the heart of killing one, killing two and earning one, and they were caught off guard!

Especially Qian Haiqiang and Yang Xiaobing. At this time, the two of them were like **** war gods, one pair of fists were shining with golden light, and their blood was gloomy, while the other flying sword was already covered with blood, exuding terrifying power!

Qian Haiqiang counted two hundred and forty-six people in one branch, and thousands of them were killed and retreated!

Qian Haiqiang laughed. He is very happy now. These guys have exhausted all kinds of methods before to cannibalize and devour the territory of Yimen. Many of Yimen's disciples died in the small friction before.

Today's two hundred and forty-five people are considered to be very powerful, and all of them burned their vitality, making these guys a little caught off guard.

"Boom!" A bell rang in the sky.

With the spread of the bell, many disciples of one school screamed, some of their eardrums ruptured, and some of their chests were shattered.

An ancient bronze clock appeared, followed by four figures. The aura on each of them was extremely powerful. In addition, there was a huge white bear that was not stained with dust, with a fierce light in his eyes.

"I know you will not withdraw, but fortunately, you haven't gone far." said the young man holding the seed.

He has blond hair and blue eyes, but his tone is very old-fashioned, and the sound of the bell just now comes from striking the ancient bronze bell next to him.

Many disciples who had originally killed Feng Shengshui Qi were shocked by this bell for a moment, and then quickly beheaded by others.

Even Yang Xiaobing and Lao Li suffered some injuries.

Qian Haiqiang sneered. Standing in front of him were the four heavenly kings of the Western countries. Compared with the previous dukes, they didn't know how many grades were inferior.

Because the underground duke only wants the territory of a province and city, and the four heavenly kings want the entire China!

"One must respect me, otherwise there is only one dead end!" Another heavenly king said, "Qian Haiqiang, are you unable to turn your mind?"

With a sneer on his face, he was not at all anxious. This war was always in a situation of being slaughtered. Even if these people resisted to the death, it was just their cannon fodder sacrifices.

But soon the whole world will know the existence of their four heavenly kings, and the disciples will naturally come in continuously, and they don't need to worry about this problem at all.

As long as they lose one branch overseas, they can truly control the entire Western country.

"Qian Haiqiang, don't think about it. It is not impossible to use your strength to rise to the next level. Why waste time on Yimen? This is just a product that is about to be eliminated. As long as you surrender, then the Governor of the East It's still you!" said another heavenly king.

They still have some appreciation for Qian Haiqiang, so at this time they are also moved to cherish their talents, so they have such remarks.

"Before this, I always wanted to keep the fire for our branch, so that the people at the rudder could not look down on us." Qian Haiqiang smiled self-deprecatingly.

"But I was wrong. Those who can enter a door are all silly brains!"

He turned his head and looked at Yang Xiaobing not far away, with a flat smile on his face.

"Little soldier, borrow a sword for a use!" Qian Hai yelled out of anger.

Yang Xiaobing nodded and gave up his flying sword directly. The whole person turned into Shura and was surrounded by the enemy. The golden flames burning all over his body became stronger and stronger, but instead, it was his face. More and more pale.

Qian Haiqiang laughed, and now he is not afraid of anything, life is the same kind of person, death is the same kind of ghost.

They will not disappear, but will always guard the current one.

"Come on to me!" Qian Haiqiang urged Zifei Sword to kill the heavenly king who held the ancient bell.

It was this guy who knocked the bell and killed many disciples in one discipline.

Qian Haiqiang fainted, and a smile flashed across the face of the heavenly king.

He rang the bell again, and the sound of the clock rang far away, and everyone in the whole branch seemed to be hit hard.

Qian Haiqiang's flying sword had broken every inch before it even reached the opponent's body.

"Yimen has been eliminated, this world is always the survival of the strong!" The four heavenly kings sneered.

He once again rang the ancient bell next to him, and suddenly several disciples of one school were directly shaken to death. Qian Haiqiang also took a step back, but his eyes were still crazy.

"Forget it, there is no need to go on playing." Another heavenly king said.

He urged his own practice, and a small sword rushed out of his eyebrows, directly piercing Qian Haiqiang's body!

Qian Haiqiang's smile froze on his face and slowly fell to the ground.

On this day, there were two hundred and forty-six people in the overseas branch of One, and none of them were spared. All of them died in battle!