Looking at the head, he couldn't believe it until his death, Ji Xuanyuan smiled coldly and said, "There is no shortage of angels here, and you are not the only angel. You are just intelligence. If you don't cooperate, there is only a dead end."

After saying that, Ji Xuanyuan's eyes looked southeast.

Under the gaze of the Eye of Destruction, there were three young men from the Angel clan holding the sword of flames and speeding at an extremely fast speed.

He bent down and picked up the Sword of Flame. Ji Xuanyuan frowned and said, "How is this spiritual weapon so valuable in this world? Everyone has one!"

After observing the Sword of Flame and confirming that it was a low-grade spiritual weapon, Ji Xuanyuan was very shocked.

You know, even the nine immortal sects like Shushan are not spiritual weapons that everyone has. They are all small groups of inner disciples, most of them are in-person disciples, and even some elders are still using spiritual weapons.

But in this world, the output of spiritual weapons is really too high, which is astonishingly high.

"Huh, what is this?" Suddenly, Ji Xuanyuan's eyes stopped on Guangyao's dead body, or a token on his waist.

I reached out and picked up the token, and saw that the token was about the size of a baby's fist. It was covered with flames, and the nine-character radiant figure was dazzling.

"Nine? What does this mean?" Frowning, Ji Xuanyuan was extremely puzzled.

"Who dares to kill the people from my Ninth Legion, quickly surrender and accept the judgment of the angels!"

At this moment, three sounds of breaking through the air came, and then a shout of leaping across the mountain, with the sound of lingering ears that made Ji Xuanyuan frown.

"Mental Power!" Feeling that he had the intention of choosing to surrender, Ji Xuanyuan immediately drove him away with his mental power, then stood up, looked up at the three angel tribes in the sky with his head held high, and spoke:

"Are you going to go one by one or together? My time is very precious, not something you can afford to delay.

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Hearing Ji Xuanyuan's tone that did not take him seriously at all, the three new angel tribe members were furious.

One of the young men rushed out with a sword and said, "A merely a lowly monkey dares to attack the people of my Ninth Legion. Go and die, Flame Slash!"

In an instant, a hot flame sword energy rushed towards Ji Xuanyuan.

"The Heaven-blocking stance!"

Seeing this, Ji Xuanyuan curled his lips disdainfully and did not use the Light Cross Slash. After all, judging from the previous reflection of Guangyao, the so-called power of light is still very noble here.

He had just entered the Tiangang level and was just when he wanted to find someone to practice. He didn't want to slash out at the cross of light and a group of guys would lose the victory of fighting.

With a bang, the style of Jietian and the flame slash collided with each other. After a stalemate in the air for a while, the two disappeared.

The breeze blew, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

"How is that possible!"

Seeing Ji Xuanyuan who could block his attack, the young man who took action was shocked and said, "You have actually reached the level of a lower god. How is this possible? You are just a lowly monkey."

When Ji Xuanyuan heard the man's words, he narrowed his eyes. He hated someone who was talking about things the most. When he regenerated the war ape.

He had already been desperate once, but now he was mentioned. Seeing this, he thought of the tragic process of his transformation from a great young man to a monkey, and suddenly he was filled with murderous intent.

"You're the one who's right?"

With murderous intent, Ji Xuanyuan was not merciless. His spiritual power turned into a divine lock and stuck out. He instantly locked the young man's body. He activated his divine power of more than 500,000 kilograms, and instantly pulled the latter from mid-air.

Bang!

The young angel directly hit the mountain and instantly smashed a deep pit five feet deep on the ground. He lay in it with blood, looking dying.

"Damn it, let him go!"

Seeing Ji Xuanyuan's attack, he seriously injured his companion. The remaining two angel members looked at each other and immediately rushed towards Ji Xuanyuan with the sword of flames in anger.

"Let's fall down for me!" Seeing the two angels coming, Ji Xuanyuan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the God Lock instantly split into three, instantly locking the two of them!

“Down!’

He shouted softly and activated the huge force again. Even if the two angels resisted with all their strength, they could not resist Ji Xuanyuan's terrifying brute force, and instantly entered the footsteps of the previous angel.

Looking at the three angels on the ground, who were already lying on the dying side, Ji Xuanyuan let out a sigh and dispersed his murderous intent.

With a stretch of his hand, the three of them were pulled to the footsteps by him.

"Now I'll ask you one, you answer one, otherwise..."

After saying something to Guangyao before and talking to the three of them again, Ji Xuanyuan didn't care about what the three of them were reflecting and immediately spoke: "What is the Ninth Legion you mentioned?"

Hearing Ji Xuanyuan's inquiry, the three young men of the angel tribe looked at each other and chose to keep silent.

Closed his eyes and looked unwilling. The three of them felt very unacceptable to being subdued by a lowly monkey.

"I won't say it, right?" Ji Xuanyuan saw all the reflections of the three of them, and he sneered at the corner of his mouth, and the bronze ancient sword in his hand was eager to try it out.

The bronze ancient sword passed by the three of them, and Ji Xuanyuan said coldly: "I asked you one last time, would you say it or not?"

However, the response to him was the silence of the three.

Suddenly, Ji Xuanyuan smiled and said, "Okay, I just like you guys!"

With a turn of his eyes, he locked the person on his left and said, "Since that's the case, then you guys will die!"

As he spoke, the bronze ancient sword took action and instantly cut the neck of the young man of the angel tribe. Because of intentional actions, the man's neck would be donated blood and squirt like a fountain.

The hot blood hit the faces of the other two angel young men. Ji Xuanyuan looked at the man in the middle and said, "I don't even want to say it, then you have no value to continue to live." After that, he raised his hand and wanted to cut the young man.

"No, I said, I said..."

Seeing that Ji Xuanyuan was about to attack him, the young man from the angel clan was stunned and started shouting in a hurry.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bronze ancient sword had already cut through his neck. Ji Xuanyuan looked at the young man who was dying with his eyes closed and curled his lips, "Sorry, you're done with some words, you can't stand it."

Then, his eyes turned to the last young man.

The young man looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, and his eyes were beautiful, but he was naturally rebellious. At first, Ji Xuanyuan's attention was to hit him. As for the deaths of the other two angels, it was just to overwhelm his last belief.
Chapter completed!