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Chapter 703 I want to kill someone(2/2)

They wanted to force Jiang Feiling to death, but Li Tianming's anger was not just this step!

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The eighth level of ice hell, next to the hell tree.

Here, the cold weather is frozen for thousands of miles, the temperature is extremely low, and the cold wave swept through, which can freeze people to death.

Jiang Wuxin held a black long sword in his hand and was pursuing the sword.

"Shuoyu and Linyin went to investigate the ninth level of hell, why haven't they come back yet?" someone else asked.

Jiang Wuxin didn't say anything, his whole body was on the sword.

Time passes.

Suddenly, a man staggered in the distance. The man looked miserable, covered in blood, and was unable to walk.

"Feng Xiaoli?" More than a dozen people stood up next to the Hell Tree.

Hearing this name, Jiang Wuxin put down his long sword. His eyes were covered with black cloth, and he listened with his ears to the movements outside, or to say, with his heart.

"Why are you the only one, what about them?" Jiang Wuxin was still immersed in the understanding just now and asked casually.

"Senior Brother Jiang!"

Feng Xiaoli knelt on the ice ground, trembling all over.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Wuxin asked.

Feng Xiaoli was trembling with his mouth and couldn't say it.

"Feng Xiaoli, stop keeping it aside."

"You are like something wrong like this. Our Six Path Sword Sect has not offended anyone, so what can happen."

"Stop making trouble."

A few people next to him said.

"Senior Brother Jiang, I'll say it, you must hold on..." Feng Xiaoli said hoarsely.

"Hmm?!" Everyone was stunned.

Something really happened?

How is that possible?

"Tell me." Jiang Wuxin said, wiping the sword in his hand.

"That's right. We investigated the ninth swamp hell and found the hell tree directly. Next to the hell tree, we saw the disciples of the ancient gods sect, all of them, Taiqing Fang, and only fifteen people. Shuoyu and Linyin decided to attack immediately and destroy their hell tree. After all, we have thirty people, twice as many as the other party!"

"When they are about to succeed, Li Tianming appears, and then..."

"Say!" Jiang Wuxin suddenly took action and lifted him up!

"Li Tianming defeated them and joined forces to kill them! Then, the other disciples of the ancient Shenzong returned, and a total of more than 40 people surrounded us and killed us. I was the only one who escaped! Twenty-nine of them were all dead!!"

Feng Xiaoli finished speaking in one go, and then burst into tears.

Bang!

He was thrown to the ground.

A cold and cold air swept across the audience. Feng Xiaoli raised his head and saw Jiang Wuxin's whole body dissipating his fierce sword energy!

The world is silent!

"Impossible! Feng Xiaoli, don't joke, where is my brother?"

"Yes, can this kind of thing be kidding? What level does Li Tianming have to defeat them and join forces?"

"It is said that he is in the ancient holy realm! Even if he breaks through, he will at most deal with the third level of death disaster!"

The rest of the people looked nervous and hurriedly grabbed him and asked.

"It's true, it's true!" Feng Xiaoli lay on the ground, tears falling like rain, and he had lost his fighting spirit.

"That God-Saving disciple, he is very strong..."

Dead silence again!

Everyone looked at Jiang Wuxin blankly, then looked at Feng Xiaoli.

Jiang Wuxin had no eyes and could not see his expression, but his hair was trembling, and his amazing evil aura made people's scalp numb.

"Feng Xiaoli, take me there." Jiang Wuxin said.

"Senior brother, since we know the location of their hell tree, I suggest we go up and find other sects and join forces to exterminate the ancient divine sect!" Someone said sadly.

Jiang Wuxin didn't listen.

He raised Feng Xiaoli and said, "Now, take me to find them."

"Senior Brother Jiang, they have more than forty people..."

"Here, I want to kill one person, and no one can stop him." Jiang Wuxin pinched his neck and said, "Lead the way!"

The dead murderous aura spread from his palm to his neck.

Feng Xiaoli knew that this was definitely the most terrifying time for Senior Brother Jiang.
Chapter completed!
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