I saw the white tiger's face turned gloomy like water, and his eyes were spitting fire.

The terrifying murderous aura emitted from his body rose into the sky like a substance.

Is the military leader dead?

How is this possible?

In the mind of the White Tiger.

The Lord of the Army is God!

He is the God of War in Daxia!

How could he die?

How can I die?

He doesn't believe it!

He doesn't want to believe it either!!

Although Baihu doesn't want to believe it.

But Yang Feng was struck by a thunderbolt.

Even if Yang Feng is extremely powerful.

But he is just a flesh and blood person after all!

How can a person compete with Tianwei?

This is the thought.

The white tiger's eyes are filled with tears!

He tried to control himself and not cry.

Because he is afraid.

He was afraid that after he cried.

The whole person will be unable to resist collapse!

One hundred dragon guards.

He looked even more sad.

No one dares to believe that the god of war in their minds will die?

thump!

thump!

thump!

...

Then.

All the dragon guards knelt down.

"Military Master!"

"Military Master!"

"Military Master!"

They cried.

They are all iron-clad men.

They are all iron-blooded soldiers who defend their country!

But at this moment, they cried!

Because Yang Feng is their belief!

This faith collapsed.

Their hearts collapsed completely!

"stand up!"

"Get up for me!"

"The military leader will not die! Hell, hell, get up!!!"

I saw all the dragon guards kneeling down.

The white tiger roared angrily.

I saw the angry white tiger.

All the dragon guards stopped crying.

They are all soldiers.

Soldiers take obeying orders as their duty.

The White Tiger is their chief.

His words are military orders!

Military orders are like mountains!

They had to follow!

All the dragon guards stood up to endure the pain in their hearts!

"As the leader Yang, is he really dead?"

Zhang Tianshan and Bai Linglong looked at each other.

In the eyes of both of them.

They all have a hint of sadness.

They are already tied to Yang Feng on the same front.

If Yang Feng is dead.

Not only did they not be able to rebuild the sect.

and.

They will die too!

For a moment.

They couldn't help but feel sad!

Among the crowd.

Only Ye Long looked calm.

He had long expected Yang Feng to be like this.

Ye Long shook his head and sighed softly, "Yang Feng, I wonder if you can persevere? The ancestor once said that if he could reach the top first, there would be a great fortune! It is very likely that he would be reborn in Nirvana!"

"Yang Feng, I hope you can hold on! Otherwise, I can only fight to the death!"

If Yang Feng dies.

Even if Ye Long gave up his life, he still had to protect the fragments of the Dragon Emperor's Picture.

But in his heart.

There was a faint feeling.

He felt.

This brat Yang Feng is definitely not that easy to die!

As the saying goes.

Good people don’t live long, bad people stay for thousands of years!

An outrageously bad guy like Yang Feng.

How could it be possible to die easily?

"Hahaha!"

Sudden.

Li Ji laughed: "Don't hold on! Yang Feng is dead! Your doomsday has come!"

At the end of the day.

Li Ji looked like he was gritting his teeth.

Because his arm was cut off by the white tiger.

He must avenge this revenge!
To be continued...