Time passes by minute by minute.

Above the Jiangdong City School Market, the colorful divine light of the beautiful articles is still full of splendor.

In the market, 30,000 subordinates of the three thousand powerful men were killed by dozens of war spirits from Jiang Liu.

one thousand!

Eight hundred!

five hundred!

Four hundred!

two hundred!

one hundred!

Fifty!

Until the end, when the dozens of war spirits in Jiang Liu killed the last saint cultivator of the three thousand powerful sects.

The war spirit, which was originally full of fighting spirit and strong and iron-blooded, gradually dissipated, turning into a stream of light and disappeared on the market.

The huge city campus has already been covered with corpses.

The marble floor can no longer be seen except for the bright red blood color.

instantly.

As the dozens of war spirits in Jiangliu dissipated, a quiet and depressing scene suddenly became surging.

More than a dozen holy cultivators in Jiangdong City all rose up in surprise.

Three thousand powerful people laughed wildly.

Shi Zhengen and Zheng Xiaonan, the supreme people in Jiangdong City, also had a refreshing smile.

"Okay, Jiang Liu!"

"You summon dozens of war spirits and kill the 30,000 saint cultivators in Jiangdong City!"

"Now, you no longer have the protection of the war spirit. Now, I see how you can resist my Jiangdong City!"

Off the court, Shi Zhengen stood in front of three thousand powerful men. He had sharp eyes and a gloomy face. He stared at Jiang Liu on the city monument with a smile. He said in a voice that everyone in the audience could hear:

"No matter what today, even if the gods come, you will definitely die. No one can save you!"

As he said that, Shi Zhengen snorted coldly, then turned his head, looked around at the three thousand powerful people behind him, and said:

"If everyone in Jiangdong City can take down Jiangliu's Xiang Shang's head, I, Shi Zhengen, would like to grant him the title of the Grand Tutor of the Town Lord of the City Lord in the name of Jiangdong City, and give him one billion yuan of funds and ten sets of silver-grade paper and pens as rewards!!!"

The sound was loud and loud, like a heavy blow, spreading throughout the entire Jiangdong City's campus.

An uproar!

As soon as these words were said, a commotion and noisy scene instantly caused a stir.

More than 100,000 saint cultivators in Jiangdong City and the 3,000 powerful people present were all shocked by Shi Zheng's words!

The Grand Master of the Town!

With the power of governing a city!

What status is this?

Almost only under the city master and the King of Poetry in Jiangdong City.

and.

Shi Zhengen also gave one billion yuan in funds and ten sets of silver-grade paper and pens as rewards, just to seize Jiang Liu's head of Xiang.

This is a huge investment.

"The identity of the Grand Master is above and below the Grand Master. Our Jiangdong City has not yet appeared for decades. Today, because of a Jiangliu, will the city master be appointed as the Grand Master?"

"Apart from the identity of the Grand Master, the one billion funds and ten sets of silver-grade paper and pens are also quite attractive!"

In an instant.

Amid the riot scene, the three thousand powerful people behind Shi Zheng'en and the more than 100,000 saint cultivators in Jiangdong City were all eager to try!

although.

Jiang Liu has now reached the peak level of Xuan Seventh Grade.

But the identity of the Grand Tutor of the City Lord of Jiangdong City and the reward of ten sets of silver-grade paper and pens is too huge.

This is a chance to reach the sky for three thousand powerful people and more than 100,000 saint cultivators in Jiangdong City.

With a lot of money.

There must be a brave man.

Shi Zhengen really grasped the greedy nature of the human form.

"How can I miss the opportunity to log in to Qingyun in one step? Go!!!"

Suddenly.

After a brief period of hesitation and thinking, before three thousand powerful people came on the stage, there were hundreds of men and women among the more than 100,000 saint cultivators around the city campus, who rushed to the table.

As hundreds of male and female saint cultivators from Jiangdong City rushed to the stage, more than 100,000 saint cultivators who were originally standing still made up their minds and rushed towards the market school.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The scene is so grand!

The crowd is like a huge wave of rivers.

The war is about to break out.

With the explosion of more than 100,000 saint cultivators in Jiangdong City, the entire Jiangdong City campus ground seemed to be trampled and trembling.

Such a situation.

It is undoubtedly what Shi Zhengen wants to see the most.

today.

He lost all face in Jiangdong City and had no room for maneuver.

Only by doing all your strength to completely kill Jiangliu can the losses of Jiangdong City be reduced.

otherwise.

The Zunwei of Jiangdong City, the face of Jiangdong City, and the 30,000 subordinates of the 3,000 powerful families in Jiangdong City were lost in vain.

"kill!"

The roar and roar trembled the sky of Jiangdong City.

With the flying pounce of more than 100,000 Jiangdong City, there was no more room for the huge city campus ground.

No matter what the outcome of this battle will surely be recorded in the history of Jiangdong City and Jiangnan City.

even.

It will also be recorded in the history of the entire Jiangjun Province.

after all.

In the history of the seventeen cities in Jiangjun Province, such a shocking battle has never broken out.

More than 100,000 saint cultivators from Jiangdong City target Jiang Liu alone!

This deed will not only spread throughout the 17th city of Jiangjun Province.

It will also spread throughout the five southern provinces!

"Do you want to get rid of me?"

On the field.

Jiang Liu stood quietly on the city monument of Jiangdong City. Looking at the tide of more than 100,000 saint cultivators around him, his expression suddenly became cold:

"Since that's the case, there is no need for your entire Jiangdong City to stay in Jiangjun Province anymore!"

As soon as the words fell.

Jiang Liu stood tall on the city stele, and the aura on his body suddenly continued to surge with the sacred power in his body.

He looked down at the crowd of people rushing towards him like a high god of death, and then raised his palm slightly.

Buzz ~

The Nine Yang Divine Power is holographic operation!

The holographic trigger of the Beiming Divine Power!

The running method of the eighteen palms of the dragon subduing suddenly surged.
To be continued...