Chapter 2691: prevent

"I don't know who gave it to die?"
Luo Zheng’s voice echoed in Wang Ze’s ear.
Until this moment, Wang Ze’s heart was only feared...
From the moment he came out of the wall, Wang Ze did not put everyone here in his eyes.
He has crossed the eight-segment line, and Tiangong has issued a lot of souls.
It won't take long for him to enter the other side! He still has a great future!
How can Wang Ze think that death is so close to himself?
"No! You can't kill me!"
He almost gave up and fled, just screaming and screaming.
The few white robe youths saw this scene, their faces changed greatly, and they did not expect such a sudden change.
"stop!"
"If you kill Wang Ze, you will die without a place to die!"
"The people in the district are still in the opposite world!"
The words of these threats are as light as a feather in Luo Zheng’s ear. This sword has been slain toward Wang Ze without any suspense.
"stop!"
Just then, a white robe old man appeared above the sword wall. This white robe old man was a strong man on the other side.
Under the roar of him, everyone was dizzy, even if Luo Zheng’s mood was ups and downs.
But he has a sword in his hand, and he still rushes up and down!
"boom!"
In the eyes of everyone, Wang Ze's whole person has a dazzling luster, and the whole person is annihilated under the sword light of Luo Zheng.
Wang Ze is dead!
Wang Shaoqi looked at his brother's horror, and his mouth slammed.
Those white robe disciples are also very ugly, they did not expect Luo Zheng so much courage, really dare to kill here!
"The trouble is big..." Yue Baicheng said with a frown.
The disciples of Xuegong are also facing each other. Instead, Qiu Yi said: "Hey, kill well!"
"call!"
The old man in the white robe on the wall of the sword flew away, pointing to Luo Zheng, full of angrily color. "A big courage, dare to be under the sword wall, killing me too day, the people are so daring, you! road!"
The few white robe youths also leaned toward the old man. The status of the white robe old man is obviously not low, and the white robe youths are respectful.
Wang Shaoqi also flew over, his face was crying and mourning, and said with his mouth without teeth: "Predecessors, I want to be the master of my brother Wang Ze!"
Seeing the strong side of the other side of the road, everyone's heart is a shock.
Although Luo Zheng killed Wang Ze, it seems that after all, he can’t escape one death...
Luo Zhengyu stood in the air and looked up at the old man in the white robe. His face was full of indifference and said: "You said that it is not me who is looking for a dead end, but Wang Zecai is right!"
"Jokes! Wang Ze has crossed the sword wall, barely counted as a man of the Heavenly Palace. He is guarding the sword wall for the Heavenly Palace, maintaining order and rules," a white robe youth snorted.
Luo Zheng’s eyes are cold and his eyes are as sharp as Jianfeng.
Maintaining order and rules? Our group is waiting here. Wang Ze’s younger brother is coming to find us trouble. I just shot him to educate him. Wang Ze will borrow the rules. Take my life, a good order and rules, use this as an excuse to kill, so sharp! He will take my life if he is guilty of self-denial, is it that I stand and let him kill? He wants to kill me and is ready to be killed. Wang Ze’s strength is not good, naturally he is looking for a dead end!

The words spread around, and the true gods present were also whispering.
They saw the whole process. It is indeed that Wang Zeji is not as good as people, and he is looking for a dead end!
"A good mouth!" The old man in the white robe snorted. "But you are not the person of my heavenly palace. The identity of you and Wang Ze is different. The identity is the truth. The strength is the truth. The disciple who dares to kill me, the same. It’s also a dead end! You... it!

This old man in white robes is also surnamed Wang, and Wang Ze is from the same clan. How can he let Luo Zheng go in a few words?
After saying that the old man in the white robe did not hesitate, I saw that he reached out and a long sword jumped out, and a pink flower bloomed in it.
"It’s quite unreasonable..."
Luo Zheng’s brow wrinkled.
This scene in front of the scene verified Luo Zheng’s guess.
There are a lot of rules in the giants of the gods, which almost limit the killing between disciples.
Unless it is a great feud between the giants, it is rarely dying because of the battle.
The two most intense places are the Forbidden Land and the Arena of the Gods, but the insiders of the Gods Arena will not really die. The main place in the forbidden area is against the fierce...
After all, the domain of the gods is dominated by the human race, and there is not much sense of crisis.
The mother world is completely different. The human race is not the mainstream status. It has to fight against countless aliens, the Yaozu, and want to become stronger. To conquer other races, the internal disputes are even more intense!
In the Daojian Palace, Luo Zheng was faintly felt, but I didn’t expect it to be a day more!
Seeing that the old man in the white robe is going to kill the hand, Luo Zheng’s body shape retire backwards, his fingers have been buckled on the Shou ring, and the eternal truth of the sword is quietly brewed.
The last time he used the Yu Jianyin, the eternal true meaning of the sword in the body disappeared without a trace, but after three or four days, it slowly recovered.
If this old man really wants to kill himself, I am afraid that he can only choose this killer and fight hard!
In addition to this killer, there is another life-saving symbol in Luo Zheng's mind. Only he can save the guy named Ming Xuan. Lin Zhan will see his own being killed?
This is another reason why Luo Zhengyu is unscrupulous.
"Playing!"
Seeing the old man in the white robe urged the pink flower, a soft breath spread out from his sword.
Other people may be confused by this soft breath, and even some fascinated, just like eating a drug, but Luo Zheng can see the hidden terrorist murder in this breath, feel the moment of murder, Luo Zheng has emerged With one thought, he couldn't fight this sword at all.
"Teng snake sword... If it is used at the moment, there will be endless troubles, but there is no other way!"
When Luo Zheng’s fingers buckled the whiskey ring and planned to take out the snake sword, a little cool wind blew gently.
The wind is very light, but it is refreshing!
The people who were originally stupid felt their faces cool, and their minds suddenly came clear.
At the same time, a faint voice came over. "Wang Hao, this person can't kill..."
There was another young man who appeared with the voice. The young man was wearing a blue robes and his face was indifferent.
"Why! Wang Ze can't be white!" Wang said stubbornly.
The long sword in his hand still trembled toward Luo Zheng, and a faint pink wind rushed toward Luo.
Seeing that Wang Hao was so disobedient, the face of this youthful face was suddenly distorted. His originally peaceful figure suddenly moved. The youth who had been calm and tempered broke out with the power of terror, and a fist hit the old man in white robe.
"boom!"
The next moment the white robe old man has been set on the mountain wall.
At the same time, the distorted face of the youth has returned to normal, only to listen to him whispered: "I don't listen to Laozi's words? Do you want to force me to shoot?"