Chapter 1009: Thousand miles

Although Yizheng knew that Jiang Yun did not need the protection of these people, they were worried about what would happen to Jiang Yun.
Especially the short but thrilling battle between Jiang Yun and Jian Sheng, let their hearts almost smashed their eyes.
Plus the wild feathers are the same idea, so they follow it all the way.
Although they don’t know that there are people in the temple that can break, they don’t know that the three tribes have changed from advantages to disadvantages, but when they hear Jiang Yun’s call, they are all shocking and tidy. Drink loudly: "Follow!"
They don't need the command of the wild feathers at all. Everyone has their own speed to the extreme, and madly flies toward the sky-boat that belongs to Jiang Yun above the sky.
Although the temple of 弑 has long discovered this lonely ship that did not join the battle, but because there is no one on the ship, they did not care, the ship is still in the air.
After the tens of thousands of people have been on the interest rate, they have already boarded the ship, and their ears have also sounded the old voice: "The direction of the east, a thousand miles away!"
"Hey!"
The hull of the ship of the sky was trembled, and suddenly it started, and hurried toward a thousand miles.
As for Jiang Yun, after he had ordered the people to finish, the figure had already turned into a lightning bolt, and it rushed to the sky and rushed to the white woman.
Since today's situation, there are no people on the side of the three tribes who can kill women in white, then it can only be done by him.
Although Jiang Yun did not want to bring the tens of thousands of people, but the white woman has more than 100,000 monks to protect her body. With her own power, she can't rush to the woman in a short time.
Therefore, he can only summon the 10,000-squad team, and when he is next to the white woman, he personally directs the tens of thousands of squads to break through the protection of the 100,000 monks!
At this moment, Jiang Yun, except for the return of Haotiandao, has completely disappeared!
And there is only one thought in his mind, that is, he must rush to the woman in white at the fastest speed and kill him!
In the white woman’s late death, there may be tens of thousands of people in the three tribes who died because of her.
Just at the moment when Jiang Yun left, the white woman who was thousands of miles away felt something, and looked at Jiang Yun’s body.
Her gaze and Jiang Yun's gaze shook and slammed across a thousand miles, and she suddenly flashed a cold light in her eyes. She vomited three words in her mouth: "Kill him!"
Her voice was light, but it was introduced into the distance of thousands of miles. All the monks in the temple of the temple also let them look up and saw Jiang Yun, who crossed the sky like an arrow from the string.
"Hey!"
Suddenly, more than 100 monks set in the air and rushed toward Jiang Yun.
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In the eyes of Jiang Yun, the fierce light skyrocketed. In the face of the hundreds of monks who had rushed over, they reached out and saw a turbid yellow spring appearing out of thin air, and these people were firmly surrounded.
They didn't wait for these people to come back. They have already become the dead bodies in Huangquan, but they still stand swaying in Huangquan.
And Huang Quan was also transformed into a practice, surrounded by Jiang Yun, the hundred bodies, like a faithful guard, guarded around him.
This strange scene, although many of the monks in the temple were shocked, but more people rushed to Jiang Yun.
"Boom!"
Jiang Yun’s body suddenly heard a thunderous sound. A golden figure was shot directly from his body. There were countless golden thunders between the waves, and the more monks shrouded away.
From a distance, the Thunder has become a net, and those monks have become fish.
In the twinkling of an eye, these monks were all caught in the net, struggling under the guise of smog.
"Block me, die!"
Jiang Yun’s mouth is also cold and cold, spit out four words. Although the sounds of the four words are not the same, they are also spread all over the distance.
Now Jiang Yun, the shot is not merciless, because only the death of those who use these obstacles can play a deterrent role, in order to let the remaining people, do not dare to shoot themselves.
At this moment, he has crossed a hundred miles!
Although the monks of the Temple of the Shrine have already seen the horror of Jiang Yun, they dare not stop Jiang Yun any more, but their ears have another voice: "Can't stop him, you will die!"
This voice comes from the mysterious coach of the temple, and their fear of the coach far exceeds the fear of Jiang Yun.
Therefore, they can only continue to bite the scalp and rush toward Jiang Yun.
Fortunately, the sky at this time is also a monk who directs the three major groups, constantly rushing toward the distance between Jiang Yun and the white woman, and holding the monks who are sacred to the temple.
In this way, above the entire battlefield, the distance of a thousand miles suddenly became a focus.
Jiang Yun is no matter what, now Thunder is in front of him to open the way, he followed, just rushed toward the white woman.
"stop!"
At this moment, a sudden burst of violent blasting, as well as several golden thunders, became a wall of thunder, blocking the front of Jiang Yun and Thunder.
On the wall, standing a middle-aged man, thunderstorm!
In the face of the emergence of thunderstorms, Jiang Yun did not even look at him with his right eyes.
Instead, a golden thunderbolt appeared in the hands of Thunder, and there were three thunders that swam like a fish, and threw it toward the thunderstorm.
"District, I want to compete with me!"
For the thunderballs that came in from the front, the thunderstorms were disdainful and even grabbed them without any care.
However, just as his palm was about to touch the thunderball, the sweat of his body suddenly stood upright, and a crisis of life and death emerged, causing him to hurriedly withdraw his palm.
Unfortunately, it is already late!
The thunderbolt exploded, and the three thunders in it suddenly split and turned into a sea of ​​thunder. In an instant, the thunderstorm’s body shape was completely swallowed up, and even his screams were constantly ringing. The sound of the thunder was submerged.
At the moment, Jiang Yun has successfully crossed the wall and crossed the distance of two hundred miles.
"kill him!"
There are countless violent riots. This time, thousands of monks appeared in front of Jiang Yun, and they were not close to Jiang Yun, but they kept a considerable distance from Jiang Yun, and attacked Jiang Yun far away.
Obviously, their task is to stop Jiang Yun.
Looking at this group of people who dare not approach themselves and the Thunder Road, Jiang Yun’s eyes suddenly appeared in the sky, and looked coldly at each of them!
"Hey!"
They don't dare to be close to Jiang Yun, but it doesn't mean they don't dare to look at Jiang Yun's eyes.
In the face of Jiang Yun's eyes, each of them, besides the chill in their hearts, heard the sound of their bodies boiling like water.
That voice comes from their blood!
Then, their blood rushed out of their pores and swelled in the air, turning into a rain.
The body of these thousands of monks was turned into a corpse, accompanied by a breeze blowing, turned into a fly ash, dissipated.
Thousands of monks, at the glance of Jiang Yun, all died in an instant!
This scene once again shocked everyone, and in a short period of time, did not dare to come up to deal with Jiang Yun, but also made Jiang Yun crossed the distance of three hundred miles.
There are still five hundred miles from the white woman!
However, in the distance, there is a voice in the sea: "How is this like my sorrow, interesting, I will meet him!"