Chapter 592

Before they, relying on the strength of their national competitors, they thought Chu Xingyu would die.

Therefore, they did not hesitate to drop the blood essence into the blood sacrifice bottle.

They want to see the young man in white die and the country of Fire Dance perish.

However, the fact was beyond their expectation.

In the first World War of snowflake platform, Xu Lang, their strongest martial artist, was killed on snowflake platform by Chu Xingyu.

Their dream of occupying the country of fire dance was mercilessly broken by the sword of the young man in white.

After waking up, you have to accept the most ruthless reality.

This ruthless reality is that they have to pay a heavy price of their lives according to the previous bet.

Snow peak, cold wind howling, heavy snow flying.

Roar!

In the clouds, Jiao's whole head had penetrated through the clouds. His sharp eyes stared at the audience on the stands of Ju Shaguo and canglan Guo.

At this moment, all martial artists are firmly locked.

The bottle of blood sacrifice has fallen into the hands of Chu Xingyu from the air.

On the stand, the lives of the warriors of the two countries were in Chu Xingyu's hands at this time.

Jiao could not restrain himself and was ready to move

As long as the teenagers move their fingers, they will be killed by the Jiao!

"Escape!"

At this moment, the master of Xu Lang, an old man in black beside Ju Sha, poked out a long black gun, trembled in the void and marked a passage of life.

The air under the old man's feet exploded, and he was like a streamer. He wanted to enter this life channel and escape from snowflake peak.

"Imperial master, take me with you!"

The old man is the emperor's teacher. He is the most powerful person in Ju Sha country and is also the one who is most likely to avoid Jiao's pursuit.

The king of Ju Sha didn't want to die. He asked the emperor in the air for a way.

But people are selfish in the end.

One more person, one more danger.

"Get out!"

The old man left snowflake peak without looking back.

A touch of despair appeared on the king's face.

However, the old man's speed is fast, and the Jiao's speed is faster.

Click!

The whole body of the old man was bitten by the Jiao.

The crisp sound of bone crack sounded on the whole snowflake peak.

The blood burst and dyed Jiao's lips red.

All those who participated in the blood sacrifice and bet saw this scene, their faces were pale, their backs were cold, and their scalp was numb!

This is Xu Lang's master. He is a strong man who has reached the six levels of tianwu realm.

So he was eaten by Jiao!

The strong in tianwu have no resistance in front of Jiao.

Not to mention them!

Should their lives be explained here?

Jiao swam away from them and smelled the delicious smell of blood on them.

Finally, some people can't bear such fear

"Fire Dance spirit emperor, as long as you can let the Chu star rain pass me, I am willing to lead the three armies to return to the country of fire dance!"

Canglan, an old general who had experienced many battles, took out his sword from his waist, held it high above his head, knelt on one knee and asked the fire dance emperor for it.

"Linghuang, as long as you can let the Chu star rain pass us, we canglan bloodthirsty soldiers are willing to wrap your body!"

The bloodthirsty soldiers behind the old general also knelt on one knee and hugged their fists to ask for the spirit emperor on the fire dance stand.

"Linghuang, spare us, we are willing to be your dead servant!"

Hua La, countless martial artists asked for it from the Linghuang on the fire dance stand.

In front of life, these warriors are afraid after all!

Jiao is so powerful that he will die in the face of it.

Now, only ask the spirit emperor to open up.

"You traitors!!!"

The blood in canglan's eyes burst and pointed to the group of generals and shouted angrily.

Before he recovered from the pain of losing his son, he was betrayed in public.

Those who can climb snowflake peak are the elite of the country.

These elites will surrender to the enemy at this moment.

His angry lips turned purple and his whole body trembled.

"Canglan old son, I have long been unhappy with you. Huowu is the emperor of Ming and the emperor we want to serve!"

"Get out of here!"

Being abused by Linghuang, the old general immediately changed his face and shouted at canglan.

"That is, the spirit emperor is the Ming king, not someone like you!"

The soldiers behind the old general also spoke loudly.

"General, I treat you well..."

Prince canglan just said this.

WOW!

A stream of light ran through his throat.

Canglan emperor covered his neck and looked at the old general with incredible eyes.

"I have said that my master is the fire dance spirit emperor, not you!"

The old general's big knife was not dry. As soon as his voice fell, he kicked canglan off the grandstand.

Soon, the old general said to the fire dancing emperor again:

"Linghuang, I have killed your old opponent. For this reason, please let Chu Xingyu spare us!"

Facing the pleas of these martial artists, the martial artists on the stand of Huowu country showed a touch of disdain.

"Spare you?"

The spirit emperor seemed to hear a big joke.

His eyes flashed a cold light and immediately said faintly:

"Don't think you can let me spare you by killing canglan king. It's impossible!"

"You have forgotten what you did to our fire dance country just now, but I have not forgotten!"

Before, these officers and men who can recruit good soldiers in canglan country drew out their weapons and forced themselves to petition the blood oath bottle. If they don't petition, they will lead the three armies to break through the fire dance imperial city.

These wall grass also want to be a member of the fire dance country. They don't deserve it at all.

Linghuang's words changed canglan's old general's face.

He's been through a lot of battles to get this honor.

He hasn't enjoyed enough. He doesn't want to die.

Bang!

The old general dropped his sabre, knelt on his knees and kowtowed to Chu Xingyu on the snowflake platform for mercy.

"Chu Xingyu, you spare my cheap life. I swear I won't fight you again!"

The old general's plea made other martial artists on the stand kneel down one after another and beg for mercy from Chu Xingyu.

"Chu Xingyu, we are wrong. Bypass us!"

"Chu Xingyu, you have a lot of adults. Spare me. I'm willing to be an ox and a horse for you!"

"Chu Xingyu, as long as you spare me, I am willing to quit Ju Sha country and be a servant of Huowu country from now on!"

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If you can't beg for mercy from the spirit emperor, you can only beg the young man in white in the field.

In the face of these martial arts begged for mercy, Chu Xingyu didn't have any emotional fluctuations in his eyes.

After all, they were the ones who shouted "kill Chu Xingyu" just now.

"I once reminded you that the battle of xuehuatai is just a personal grudge between me and Xu Lang, a tea maid!"

"Regardless of my warning, you not only forcibly involved in this resentment, but also spoke ill of me to the country of fire dance!"

Chu Xingyu thought of their crazy appearance of shouting "the bottle of blood sacrifice, bet you perish with my life!" and "Chu Xingyu, you will die", and his eyes became colder and colder.

"You have the heart to destroy my country of fire dance and harm my heart. Why do you have the face to ask me for mercy?"

In the face of Chu Xingyu's question, the audience was silent.

Before them, they frantically shouted "Chu Xing rain, die!"

Their determination to kill the young man in white was too strong to leave a way for themselves.

At this time, they repent.

"Chu Xingyu, please forgive me. I'm old and young. I can't die!"

"When I die, they are helpless and no one takes care of them!"

A warrior knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

"You can't die. Do you mean that the warriors of my fire dance country can die?"

Chu Xingyu sneered.

It's the warrior. The noise was the loudest just now.

When he wanted the fire dancers to die, did he think about the old and young behind these fire dancers?

Obviously, no!

He never thought about it!

Now, when death fell on his head, he remembered that there were old and small behind him.

But who has no children behind him?

The old and young behind him need to be taken care of. Don't the old and young behind the fire dancer need to be taken care of?

This warrior is too selfish!

Chu Xingyu wants to return the other body with the other way!

Soon, Chu Xingyu didn't want to talk more nonsense with them.

"Open the bottle of blood sacrifice!"

Pen!

The blood essence in the blood sacrifice bottle blooms from the mouth of the bottle like fireworks.

In the sky, the blood color exploded like a blooming peony.

Roar!

The Jiao in the sky, smelling this breath, swam his huge body, opened his mouth and sucked fiercely at the losers.

WOW!

Millennium Dragon, Wannian dragon.

The Jiao's strength was incomparably strong. When he opened his mouth and sucked it, the limitless wind surged.

"I don't want to die!"

"Please, save me!"

"Help!"

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No matter how desperate these warriors shouted, they were sucked into their stomach.

There are words in the Jianghu. Stay on the front line!

However, these martial artists, relying on their strong background, did not leave a line for Fire Dance martial artists.

These warriors who want to kill the rain of Chu star and the country of fire dance never thought that they would pay a painful price for their evil ideas.