2010: C2010 Zhu Yan Is at Stake

C2010 Zhu Yan Is at Stake

Zhu Yan is at stake.

"Let's go all out!"

Zhu Yan had nowhere to retreat. He could only grit his teeth and fight to the death.

The outcome had already been decided. He knew in his heart that there was nothing he could do to change it.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After a few collisions, zhu Yan spat out a mouthful of blood. He was panting like a bull as he was knocked down from the sky by the three generals.

The Vermillion Bird let out a miserable cry as it was smashed by the Coral Island and was covered in wounds. Its expression was dispirited.

At this moment, the Vermillion Bird Saber only had the reputation of the divine instrument, but it did not have the strength of the divine instrument.

Zhu Yan gripped the saber hilt. He could only use it as a weapon for close combat.

He no longer had the strength to control the Vermillion Bird Saber to freely attack his enemies.

All of his trump cards had been suppressed by his enemies. He had already done his best.

On the contrary, the three Coral Race generals were unharmed and looked relaxed.

Their own strength was higher than Zhu Yan's. If the three of them joined forces, it would be even easier.

Although they had also consumed a great deal of divine strength, at least they weren't injured.

"Zhu Yan, Hall Master, I wonder how much divine strength you have left. Can you block my attack? "

Hong Hu had already recovered from his minor injuries after such a long period of recuperation.

He grinned hideously as he walked ten meters in front of Zhu Yan and pointed at him with a coral branch.

"Haha! Why are you so far away from me? Why don't you dare to approach?"

Zhu Yan's injuries were quite severe. These words caused him to sway his body three times. If he hadn't used the Vermillion Bird Saber to pierce into the ground to support himself, he might have fallen.

"I know you humans are very cunning. You usually pretend to be seriously injured and deal a fatal blow when your opponent isn't paying attention."

A playful smile appeared on Hong Hu's face.

He had encountered too many sneak attacks and self-destruction situations, so he was naturally on guard.

"Sigh!"

Zhu Yan let out a long sigh in his heart. Forget it, his wish to perish together with his enemy could no longer be realized.

"How is it? Did I hit the mark? Haha! "

Hong Hu saw the message that he wanted from Zhu Yan's face. He couldn't help but be proud of himself.

"Let's do it! Your lives are waiting for Zhang Master to take them!"

Zhu Yan grit his teeth. He revolved the remaining divine strength in his body, preparing for his final struggle.

"Of course, I will fulfill your wish!"

As Hong Hu spoke, the coral branch in his hand moved.

Woosh! A black light shot towards Zhu Yan's forehead.1

Zhu Yan's Vermillion Bird Saber swung horizontally, blocking his face.

Clang!

Deng! Deng!

After a clear sound, zhu Yan took two steps back.

Puff!

A mouthful of hot blood sprayed onto the Vermillion Bird Saber.

With the addition of injuries, it was difficult for his body to support itself any longer. After swaying a few times, he plopped down on one knee and fell to the ground.

The blood stained Vermilion Bird Blade struggled to support itself on the ground, trying its best to struggle and fight again.

However, he could not feel his own trembling. He had been trying his best to stand up.

"Haha! Zhu Hall Master, save it!"

After observing for a moment, hong Hu finally relaxed and walked in front of Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan lowered his head, his eyes filled with confusion. He only saw Hong Hu's two feet.

He wanted to use a knife to cut off these two feet, but this idea was unable to control his hands.

"I'm going to die. I am not afraid, but I have regrets. My greatest wish in this life is to take a look at the Third Heaven!"

"Good, good, good! I will send you to the Ninth Heaven to take a look!"

Hearing Zhu Yan's muttering, hong Hu coldly smiled. He lifted the coral branch in his hand and chopped down at Zhu Yan's cephalo-.

"Stop!"

"Hall main adult!"

"Hall Master..."

The disciples of Vermillion Bird Hall shouted in pain.

Those former elite disciples and true disciples all had tears streaming down their faces as they painfully closed their eyes.

The nails of their five fingers pierced deep into their palms, but this kind of physical pain was far less intense than the pain in their hearts.

"Your coral race has such big guts!"

Just as Zhu Yan was preparing to die, the disciples were in extreme pain.

A faint voice that was as cold as hell rang out from the skies above the Vermillion Bird Hall.

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