Chapter: 4251
"Li Kunlun, you fucking court death!" Lin Qi yelled wildly.
But at this moment, a majestic body rushed towards Li Jiuye like a shell, with a hint of madness and determination on his simple and honest face!
"Looking for death!" Li Jiuye's face was cold, and he directly punched that majestic body and killed him.
Boom!
The sky and the earth exploded, and that majestic body slammed into the Tiantian Formation, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains. He smiled miserably and closed his eyes; "Boss, I did my best!"
"Stupid!"
"Silly Uncle Ben!"
The strong man of Ye Shendian's youth group looked horrified, watching the figure whose body exploded suddenly.
"Mars!"
The disciples of Ye Shendian's God of War camp had a sad face. Huang Ben, the God of War in Ye Shendian's camp, was just like Ye Han in the minds of the disciples of the God of War camp.
At this moment, endless sadness and killing intent surged on everyone in Ye Shendian. The simple and honest young man who had always seemed taciturn died in the hands of Li Jiuye.
Ji Qianqiu was even more murderous; "Li Kunlun, the one who returns my father will surely crush you!"
Huang Ben, the war god of Ye Shendian, died in battle, and all the disciples of Ye Shendian released a surge of anger and cold killing intent, making this world volatile.
God of War Huang Ben is one of the iconic powerhouses of Ye Temple. Under Ye Han, among the powerhouses of the twelve youth regiments of Ye Temple, Huang Ben, the God of War, can be ranked among the top three!
A sense of desolation and sadness enveloped everyone in Ye Shendian.
Ji Qianqiu felt even more desolate. The God of War, Huang Ben, was the elder who watched him grow up. He was the first general under his father Ye Han, his best brother, and he followed Ye Hannan from Shanhai City, the land of China. He fought in the Northern War for more than ten years, and he has made great military exploits for the former Tianlong and Ye Shendian!
"The Dao ancestor fell, Huang Ben died in battle, and that man will come back, I'm afraid he will go crazy!" Cang Tianzang looked pale, and she sighed in her heart, this situation cannot be changed today, even if Ye Shendian is desperate It's just the road.
"Uncle Stupid Ben!" In the distance, a young girl burst into tears and couldn't make a sound, and she was Ji Qianxun who was taking the Taoist world away.
"Girl, it's time to go. Now our only hope is to wait for that bastard to return from the universe!" Yi Yao also stood beside her with a sad face.
"Li Jiuye, you bastard, Master Qi is going to kill you!" Lin Qi felt pain in his heart, that stupid big guy who was often bullied by him was not his best brother.
"Kill!" A shocking sound of killing resounded from the mouths of the masters of Ye Shendian and even all the disciples.
"Hmph, a group of ants, although I am indeed greedy for your power, but you are determined to seek death, do you really think that I dare not kill you?" Li Jiuye smiled coldly.
"Kill!" Ye Tian let out a cold voice.
"Kill, kill, kill this bastard!" Lin Qi's heart was filled with endless killing intent.
"Kill!" The aura of Ye Shendian's disciples roared violently, and they couldn't contain the frantic and terrifying killing intent in their hearts.
"Stop!" Ji Qianqiu felt sad.
"Boy, he killed you Uncle Huang Ben!" Lin Qi's face was full of ferocity.
"I know, but... the ants are still alive!" Ji Qianqiu felt sad and angry to the extreme, but for the sake of the entire Ye Shendian, he must stop the madness of Ye Shendian's disciples and fight with Li Jiuye. Ask for a dead end.
As long as you live one more day, Ye Shendian still has a ten-thousandth hope, and if you do it now, Ye Shendian will completely disappear from the land of gods and demons!
"Hehe, the ants are still alive, as expected of Ye Han's son!" Li Jiuye smiled coldly, and then, a terrifying force was to kill Cangtian and others, the disciples of Ye Shendian's powerful disciples, the king of ten temples, and the demon saint clan. They were all imprisoned and sent to the Interception Formation. JrNovels.com