1830: C1830 Saint One Finger Defeated Erji

C1830 Saint One Finger Defeated Erji

Article 1830. Saint One Finger Defeating E Erji

"They stopped!"

The White Tiger Army and the Vermillion Bird Army looked into the distance.

However, they were too far away, so they could only see blurry figures.

They still didn't know the exact situation.

But at this moment, Black Treasure moved.

With a swing of the right arm, Ha Chi, who was no longer breathing, was thrown into the air.

Ha Chi's corpse flew in a parabola above the Vermilion Bird Army.

"It's Lord Commander!"

In a flash, a centurion flew up and caught Ha Chi's body with both hands.

"Lord Commander was defeated!"

centurion said in a low voice with a sad face.

The rabbit died and the fox mourned. E Erji's expression was also very ugly.

He turned his head and looked at the black shadow that was flying over from afar.

Ha Chi had only exchanged four blows with him!

Even friar, who was at the same realm, could not kill Ha Chi in four moves.

The way to kill him was to dig his heart out!

If he was seriously injured by a punch or a palm, then he would be killed.

This was still acceptable.

But now...

Everyone in the Vermilion Bird Army felt their hearts sink.

The commander was dead, and the Death God was not far away from them.

The White Tiger Army soldiers on top of the Tianshen Mountains walls were stunned by the scene in the sky.

"The commander of the Vermillion Bird Army is dead?"

"He was killed by Lord Black Treasure?"

Many people asked in disbelief.

"That's right, he was killed by Lord Black Treasure!"

"Lord Black Treasure only used four moves!"

"Is... is this true?"

"I can't even imagine it!"

“...”

Black Treasure flew back.

Although he tried his best to put on a calm expression, he was still a young and vigorous dragon after all.

He wanted to imitate Zhang Xing's calm look, but he could only learn 30% of it.

His expression was indifferent, and his walking posture was still as arrogant as a crab.

"Your commander has already been killed by me. Whether you want to fight or surrender, I will give you three breaths to decide."

Black Treasure's indifferent voice sounded.

"There is no need to say anything. Let's fight!"

As E Erji's resolute voice faded, the remaining people of the Vermilion Bird Army didn't rush over.

Who were they chasing after? Hutchison Commander? They were going to sacrifice their lives for the Vermillion Bird Sect.

"Alright! Then I'll fulfill your wish!"

Black Treasure waved his hand.

All the dragons that could no longer hold themselves back rushed out crazily.

In an instant, a series of loud rumbles came from the sky.

Immediately following that, hundreds of figures scattered like firecrackers.

In just one round, apart from Commander E Erji, the rest of the Vermillion Bird Army had already left.

Everyone else had been turned into meat paste by the dragons!

Although this scene happened behind E Erji, how could he not know?

Blue-faced man stared at him, making him not dare to move.

Initially, he thought that black-faced man would be the one to fight him.

However, Black Treasure stood beside Zhang Xing with his hands behind his back, showing no intention of fighting.

On the other hand, a Blue-faced man's figure flashed and appeared in front of him.

He could not sense Blue-faced man's Aura.

However, the coldness in his heart had become even stronger.

This man's strength was definitely not inferior to black-faced man's!

Saint One's strength was indeed stronger than Black Treasure's.

He looked at E Erji and said indifferently: "You are the only one left."

E Erji was stunned. That's right, I'm the only one left!

Out of the two million people, he was the only one left.

However, he was going to die soon.

For a moment, there were many regrets and laments.2

But what was the point of thinking so much now?

He hoped that Lord Sect Master would take these people seriously.

He also hoped that the Vermillion Bird Army would be able to take down the Tianshen Mountains three days later.

"Come!"

E Erji took out the crescent knife.

Sacred One stretched out his finger.

Clang!

Kacha!

The two figures flashed past each other!

After a breath, the crescent knife shattered.

A bloody hole appeared between E Erji's eyebrows.

Saint One brushed his purple robe and left without even looking at E Erji.

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