Chapter 1029: Grief!

"what!!!"

The ancient army screamed to the sky, his voice full of anger and unwillingness.

Angry, because Mossan killed his father.

Unwilling, because he has no ability to avenge his father!

"Everyone come together, kill Midweek for me, and don't keep alive!" Mosang ordered again, and then took the lead to rush towards Midweek.

In the middle of the week, his eyes were full of murder and anger, Mozang! Actually killed Gu Hongjian!

Although Zhou Zhong and Gu Hongjian had known each other not long ago, this was the second time they met, but Gu Hongjian was still very impressed by his character.

Perhaps in the Zhou Center, the real Jianghu heroes should be like Gu Hongjian. Open-minded, bold and unrestrained.

At this time, Mosang's attack had arrived, and the palms of both hands were like two big mountains in the air, shooting fiercely towards the middle of the week. On the other side, General Pakistan also took action. The fierce attack seemed to seal the way of retreat in the middle of the week, making it clear that he would kill the middle of the week.

At this time, the middle of the week calmed down instead, took a deep breath, and the aura in the body began to soar, paying full attention to the true energy in the trident. The green flame and the red flame wrapped the trident and echoed each other. The original purple light of the trident was concealed.

"dead!"

Suddenly holding the trident in the middle of the week, it pointed to General Pakistan and Mozang.

When the trident was pointed at the two people, a huge energy burst out and went straight to the two people. The extremely fast speed made them impossible to defend.

General Pakistan hurriedly raised his hand and defended with zhenqi, and then the powerful attack hit the general Pakistan's protective qi. In an instant, he heard a click, and directly lost the defense of General Pakistan. Bumped into the chest of General Pakistan.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the internal organs of General Pakistan were all shattered!

General Pakistan looked at Midweek in shock, and couldn't think of how Midweek did it. The blow just now looked ordinary, but in fact, it was too strong!

Puff, the body of General Pakistan fell to the ground.

Looking at the other side, because Mozang was far away, he arrived after the attack. He saw the Pakistani general being killed by a mid-week strike. He was shocked and desperately wanted to avoid the mid-week attack.

puff!

The fierce attack did not hit Mossan's chest, but instead hit Mossan's right shoulder. Suddenly Mossang's entire right shoulder connected to his right arm, and it exploded with a bang, bloody, and it was actually blown to pieces!

"what!"

Mossang screamed in pain, retreated to the city gate in panic while clutching his shattered shoulders, and then ordered the soldiers: "Catch me! Can't let them run!"

All the soldiers caught up for a while.

"go!"

In the middle of the week, his face was a little pale, and the ancient army, who was still in a trance, ran forward.

/)!

Just now, in the middle of the week, when he saw Dao Gu Hongjian and Fuchun died for him, there was a throbbing in the center of the week, and the unspeakable heart burst out suddenly. The emotion touched the trident, and he realized the third type of the nine forms of the sea god, the sorrow of the gods!

The third form of the nine forms of the Poseidon is completely different from the first two forms. Whether it is the first form of the Poseidon’s power or the second form of the halberd, they all show an extremely large aura and amazing power. But this third type of sorrow of the gods, without any earth-shaking aura, is such a plain blow, but its power is even more powerful than the previous two types!

But a powerful attack must consume even more powerful true qi. The two attacks just now in the middle of the week directly exhausted all his true qi. At this time, he couldn't help but fight. If there are so many chasing soldiers behind, if they are surrounded, the situation is really very bad.

At this moment, the ancient army who had been silent before spoke up, raised his head, revealing a face of determination, and said to Zhou Zhong: "Thirty miles ahead, enter the stone forest on the right!"

In the middle of the week, he glanced at the ancient army, but before he had time to say anything, he entered the stone forest as the ancient army said. Entering down, the ancient army began to lead the way again, leading the way through the middle of the week and then in the dense stone forest, and quickly thrown off the chasing soldiers behind.

As a dartist, you must be very familiar with the terrain on the route!

Finally thrown away the chasing soldiers behind them, both of them were relieved.

"Let's take a break here first." Zhou Zhong suggested.

Gu Jun nodded, still with deep sadness in his eyes.

Zhou Zhongxin was extremely guilty, and solemnly said to the ancient army: "I will definitely avenge the chief dart head, and the blood will be paid for!"

Gu Jun looked up at Zhou Zhong and didn't say a word because he didn't know what to say. To be honest, he hated Zhou Zhong a little bit. If it weren't for Zhou Zhong, his father would not have died. But before his father died, he was asked to take Zhou Zhong to leave. He was very conflicted. Obviously, his father didn't want him to hate Zhou Zhong.