Anyone who sees this is just a forced remark, forced smile, and forced calmness. Xiao De also thinks so, and the mocking look on his face is getting more and more.

Chen Changsheng explained: "If you can kill him, of course it's best. Even if you can't do it, it's good to drive him out of here."

Xiao De didn't understand his principles, and the dozens of masters in the field didn't understand.

Even if, as Chen Changsheng said, the plan set by Zhou Tong himself turned Zhou Tong into a betrayal dog, why is the betrayal dog close to death?

Whether in midsummer or cold winter, stray dogs without home can be seen everywhere in Kyoto. Although they live hard, they do not die so easily. What's more, even if Zhou Tong is a dog, he is not an ordinary dog. He has the sharpest fangs in the world and the most terrifying poison is quenched on it.

But because of this, Chen Changsheng felt that Zhou Tong was not far from death.

A dog that is stranded will inevitably be in panic all day long, because everyone will be beating a mouse crossing the street.

Xiao De understood, looked at him with the look of the childish boy, and said, "Do you think there is someone who will help you kill Zhou Tong?"

In his and many people's eyes, Wang Po and Chen Changsheng insisted on killing Zhou Tong, which was the craziest thing. Where can there be such a madman in the world?

Chen Changsheng said honestly: "I don't know who will help us kill Zhou Tong."

Then he continued, "But I believe there will be someone."

There are too many people in the world who want Zhou Tong to die.

Zhou Tong left the courtyard with crabapple trees and left the Beibingmasi Hutong. No matter how big the world is, he will never have a place to live.

Those who want him to die will definitely seize this opportunity and give him the most fatal blow.

Because of Shang Xingzhou, most people who want Zhou Tong to die will probably not take action, but there will always be people.

And those so-called majority will not lend a helping hand to Zhou Tong, but will only watch coldly and watch Zhou Tong die.

Just like what he and Su Li saw from the snowfields all the way south, just like in Xunyang City.

Xiao De didn't believe his judgment and said mercifully: "When a person is about to die, his heart is also confused. What's the point of saying such words?"

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Facing a powerful man like Xiaode and dozens of masters in the Star Gathering Realm, no matter how you look at it, Chen Changsheng seems to be dead. Wang Po's current situation is even worse than him. Although he had just broken his arm, his broken arm was seriously injured and his meridians were seriously damaged. Not to mention the power of fighting, it was extremely difficult to walk in the river full of ice slag. At this time, he was facing hundreds of elite cavalry, two gods, the second master of the Tang family, and feather arrows that covered the sky and were like heavy rain.

The sky was torn into countless rays by the rain of arrows, and the cold wind was dancing. Wang Po stood in the river, his expression had not changed much, he was still calm, and it could be said that he was a little dull.

When everyone in the world wanted to kill him, he entered Kyoto with his sword, fought against Shensheng on Yuxue Street, and was extremely shocked to break the arm and break the realm in Luoshui, killing a peerless powerful man like Tie Shu with one knife. No matter from any aspect, he has achieved his ultimate, and his sword has also achieved its ultimate power.

There are no more regrets and no more shocking actions can be made.

He opened his eyes and watched the rain of arrows fall quietly because now he can do nothing else.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept across the Luo River with the wind and snow.

The gust of wind was so strong that the extremely fast feather arrows were blown away, losing all their power, and then fell down from the air.

Hundreds of arrows fell into the cold river, floating and sinking, looking like broken branches, very bleak.

The second master of the Tang family suddenly looked up and looked at Xuekong. His expression changed slightly, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

Wang Po must die.

This is the promise of Shang Xingzhou, Baidi and his wife, and the fourteen-way opposing kings to Zhu Luo.

It is now obvious that this is the best opportunity for the court to kill Wang Po, and it is also very likely that it will be the last chance.

Just as the strong wind from Xuekong swept the arrow rain, the two gods moved.

These two gods are not ranked very high in the Great Zhou military, but their cultivation level is very deep, far exceeding Xue He. They were already at the top of the Stars many years ago.

More than ten cold willows on the river bank were shattered in an instant, and two dragon blood horses were shaken to death with a whine. Two gods broke into the sky and rushed towards Luoshui!

Two iron spears were shining with cold light and pierced towards Wang Po in the Luoshui!

Wow! A very clear sound rang out in the snow.

It seemed as if all the ice in the Luo River melted in an instant, then went to a high place and turned into a waterfall.

No, it was the sound of a kite flying high in the sky, blowing by the cold wind.

There is a thread tied below the kite, and a person is on the thread.

The man jumped out of the sky with a rustling sound.

It was the white paper on his face that was blown by the cold wind.

He fell into Luoshui like a stone, snatching the two gods.

Those two powerful iron spears arrived.

The man raised his weapon, which was also an iron spear.

Of course, this iron spear is not as good as the Shuangyu Spike in the Palace, nor the gun in the hands of the historical god general, nor the gun in the hands of Xue Xingchuan.

But this iron gun is also one of the most famous guns in the world. To some extent, it is even more famous than the guns of Shin and Xue Xingchuan.

Because that person is so famous.

Now that history has returned to the Demon Realm, Xue Xingchuan is buried in the suburbs of Beijing. How many iron guns in the world can be more domineering and arrogant than his gun?

The iron spear left violently, blocking the iron spears of the two great Zhou generals.

Two extremely dull collision sounds sounded on the Luo River, and the waves scattered.

The Yulin Army, which had already rushed into the river, was shaken to the point of falling, and the war horses in the cold willow neighed in pain.

The two gods were shaken back to the dike and sprayed blood on their mouths, and they were seriously injured.

The man stood in Luoshui without retreating for a moment.

There were countless arrows falling from the sky, like heavy rain, like dark clouds, and the Luo River suddenly darkened.

The man's iron spear was horizontal, and it was like an iron rope that could not be shaken by the cold water.

Aroused by the gun force, a wall of water more than a hundred feet wide gushed up from the Luo River.

Those feather arrows shot into the water wall and were instantly destroyed.

Immediately afterwards, he took back his spear and beaten hard.

The tail of the gun fell into the water, the river water fell like a waterfall, the spring was surging, dispersing in all directions, like water arrows, shooting towards the masters of the army who were rushing towards them quickly.

There were muffled groans everywhere on the Luoshui, and blood could be seen everywhere on the water surface mixed with ice slag.

In just an instant, more than ten military masters were seriously injured and lost their combat power.

There was a moment of silence between heaven and earth.

Wow.

The kite is flying high.

The water wall fell into the river.

The white paper on the man's face kept shaking.

With a puff, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and hit the white paper, looking like a charming flower.

It was not until the end that he decided to take action, and it was inevitable that he was a little hasty, and his opponent was not an ordinary person, but the court.

One shot forced two gods to retreat, one shot blocked the rain of arrows all over the sky, and one shot seriously injured more than ten military masters. Even he had to pay a heavy price.

But he didn't care, because he was able to make sure that his decision was correct, because he felt very happy at this time.

A little hoarse and violent voice, penetrating the white paper that was still dripping with blood, fell into the ears of countless people on both sides of Luoshui.

"Who else?"

This sentence is so arrogant.

This person is so arrogant.
Chapter completed!