Chapter 1092

At this time, LV Chen's face had shown a smile.

When he fought with Xia Shengtang before, in fact, he had never been idle and his eyes had been wandering in order to find a breakthrough. Now he chose the direction where the encirclement circle was the weakest. As for Xia Shengtang behind him... Although it was difficult to deal with, he had no problem trying to escape from the other party with his own strength.

Wang Fu and others are still busy dealing with their opponents, and it is impossible to take out their body to deal with themselves.

Keep the green mountains here. I'm not afraid there's no firewood!

"Go back!" Suddenly, a small body appeared in front of LV Chen. The other party gave a light drink and hit it out, which made LV Chen avoid it.

Watching LV Chen fall back, Luo Cha patted his little hand, snorted, glanced at Xia Shengtang who caught up with him: "don't you want to help?"

"Even if you don't, I can catch up with him." Xia Shengtang said with a complicated expression, but his voice lost its momentum.

If LV Chen wants to escape, it's really difficult for him to catch up with each other.

The corners of LV Chen's mouth overflowed with blood, and his eyes twinkled fiercely at Luocha.

"Don't look at me like that. If you are really an immortal in ancient martial arts, I may not stop you." Rocha sneered, "don't try to escape. If you really want to live... I'll give you a chance."

"Oh?"

"Kill him and you can leave. No one will stop you, okay?" Luo Cha pointed to the direction of Xia Sheng Tang and said with a smile.

LV Chen frowned.

"What she said is true. She won't lie to you. As long as you kill me, you can fly." Xia Sheng Tang came with a sword and looked indifferent, "but I don't think you can kill me..."

"Then try." LV Chen took a deep breath.

There is a powerful and terrible Rocha staring at him. He has given up the idea of running away and won't have any chance at all.

In this case, I might as well give it a go. Although LV Chen doesn't believe in the so-called commitment all the time, now I'm just the meat on the chopping board. I have no choice but to hope the other party can abide by the commitment.

Seeing LV Chen's opening and closing, Xia Shengtang not only didn't panic, but also was ecstatic.

"Come on!" He gave a loud cry, dragged a sword rainbow and swept away.

……

Gao Ge never arrived at Xingchen sect, but walked in another direction. What made him make this decision was that he met an old man ten minutes ago. Xuan Siyu was still standing beside him. In that case, the identity of the old man is self-evident.

Although I don't know why the other party wants to help me, Gao Ge feels that the old man of the Xuan family can still be trusted.

The other party said to him that the Xingchen sect was all right, and LV Chen and others had become trapped animals. On the contrary, the Dragon Pavilion that came to rescue was in danger. His top priority now is to support the people in the Dragon Pavilion, not Xingchen sect.

Thinking over and over again, singing still came.

When entering the fog, singing quickly detected the energy fluctuation.

"I see." Singing, his eyes lit up. Before that, he was still wondering, since the old man said there was a battle here, why didn't he notice it? Now he suddenly realized that an array had been set here to cover the Qi machine. After all, in China, the Dragon Pavilion must get more assistance than the enemy.

However, Gao Ge is also confused. This is the Dragon Pavilion. This time, the leader is Tianlong, who has entered the ancient martial arts realm. Who has the courage to attack the Dragon Pavilion?

After thinking for a while, an answer has emerged in the mind of singing.

Dragon Slayer.

Besides the Dragon Slayer, Gao Ge really can't think of anyone who dares to attack the Dragon Pavilion at this time.

If it is normal time, singing will certainly favor the safety of Xia Lu and others, but now there is no problem with Xingchen sect. In addition, the people in Longge come to help Xingchen sect. Naturally, he will not sit idly by.

Suddenly, singing, stretching out his hand and waving forward, his eyes were dignified.

"Straight ahead..."

With that, the speed also accelerated a lot.

Far away.

The old man's jaw slightly.

Xuan Siyu stood beside the old man and whispered, "Grandpa, why don't we help?"

"Help? How?" The old man sighed and said, "this is their business."

"Ah?"

"Whether it's the Dragon Pavilion or the Dragon Slayer, in fact, it's not something that our Xuanjia family can offend. Don't think too weak of the Dragon Slayer. Since they dare to fight against the Dragon Pavilion, it means that they must have strong enough strength to look at the whole cave and heaven. Who dares to be the enemy with them? That's to make themselves uncomfortable."

"Even the Guo family?"

"Even the Guo family." The old man said firmly.

Even if he doesn't know the Dragon butcher very well.

Xuan Siyu's eyes also changed.

"If so, isn't it dangerous to sing?"

"Danger?" The old man shook his head. "You underestimated him too much."

"By the way, Grandpa, who are you talking about? Why do they have to trouble the Dragon Pavilion?"

"Who doesn't know?" The old man sneered and said, "this is the case in many countries. There are always a small group of people. They probably live too comfortable in peacetime. They just want to do something and brush their sense of existence? However, for the Dragon Pavilion, they are nothing."

Xuan Siyu thought for a moment and asked, "Grandpa, why do you think so of the Dragon Pavilion?"

The old man was silent and didn't answer the question immediately. Looking at his expression, he seemed to fall into a certain memory. After thinking for a moment, his originally screwed eyebrows gradually relaxed and opened, took a long breath and slowly opened his mouth: "because there is him in the Dragon Pavilion."

"Who?"

"Dragon King." The old man raised his head and looked at the distance. It was the north, "but the flying General of the dragon city is here. He doesn't teach Hu Ma to ride the Yinshan Mountain. He can do it, maybe only he."

"Singing?"

"Not yet." The old man turned and looked at his granddaughter with a strange expression, "you seem to think highly of him?"

"The young people of contemporary China, in addition to him, who else can carry the flag in ten or twenty years?" Xuan Siyu said with a smile.

The old man thought carefully and shook his head slowly: "probably... No, well, it's the same. He can do it, and only he can't do it..."

The breeze is gentle.

There was a smell of blood.

In front of you, behind you.

Xuan Siyu rubbed his little nose and breathed a long sigh of relief: "it's good to be safe and steady. So many people have to die... But fortunately, it's coming to an end."

"No, it's just the beginning." The old man said meaningfully, "it's only scouts who die, and there will be a large army pressing on the border."