Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 841: You all deserve to die

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The long sword is extremely penetrating, and the blade body's faint blue streamer is looming, and the sparkling light patterns are like scales.

Icy momentum, powerful and majestic.

It seems to be a cold current, spreading from Long Yunzhan's feet.

The mercenary group at the end of the Killing God Group was shocked by this momentum, and his eyes were staring at the long sword in his hand, and his legs were already shaking uncontrollably.

"You all deserve to die."

Sen Leng's words overflowed from Long Yunzhan's thin lips.

His long sword flew, rolling up the waves of swords, his profound energy and the cold current were constantly intertwined, and he went straight down.

The whole tomb was shaken by this strong momentum.

The rubble fell one by one.

The successive vibrations have overwhelmed the tomb.

The sound of rubble falling to the ground, the sound of ground cracking, overlap each other, and it is obviously a rhythm that is about to collapse again.

"The head of the Tianxia Regiment, I'm afraid this matter is a misunderstanding. We have something to say... We have something to say..." When Nangong met those azure blue eyes, she felt a chill in her back.

His throat suffocated, and Nangong felt a sense of fear for this young man who looked no more than twenty but had such a rainbow-like aura.

Long Yunzhan really wants to kill them.

In Long Yunzhan's eyes, there was no other emotion.

Only a strong killing intent.

Long Yunzhan ignored Nangong's remarkable words.

The sword is majestic, and the sharp waves of the sword cut countless cracks in the rock wall.

Nangong brilliantly embraced Nangonglin in one hand and Ye Fengru in the other, fleeing embarrassedly to avoid Long Yunzhan's attack.

More than a dozen mercenaries from the Killing God Group turned blue, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

This powerful aura is definitely not something ordinary profound practitioners in the Profound Realm can release!

The Profound Stage of Long Yunzhan is at least above the sixth rank of Earth Profound! Even higher!

Otherwise, their group of high-ranking profound practitioners in the Earth Profound Realm would not be shocked to such a degree.

"Confucianism! Why do you insist on snatching the Dark Phoenix Ring!" Zi Qianqian was also frightened by the cold current like being in an ice cellar, and her beautiful face was full of displeased expressions.

From the very beginning, Ye Fengru was the one who said he wanted to **** Minghuang Ring.

With more than 30 elite mercenaries from the Killing God Group, under the guise of taking on the mission outside the Tomb of the Mausoleum, they actually snatched the Dark Phoenix Ring from Ye Qingluo's hand.

Even though, this ring was used by Lord Emperor.

But after all, this artifact has already signed a blood contract with Ye Qingluo, and no one except Ye Qingluo can take off the Dark Phoenix Ring.

At this time of danger, they had to rely on Ye Qingluo to have a chance to leave the Tomb of the Mausoleum. Why... Born at this time, Ye Fengru wanted to do it.

Isn't this just forbidding the two mercenary groups that had finally prepared to cooperate again?

It's not only that Zi Qianqian couldn't understand Ye Fengru's thoughts.

Nangong, who has been together with the window for a few years, is very impressive.

"I grabbed the ring by myself, and I was the one who threatened the Seventh Sister... I want to kill or slash, and come at me alone!" Ye Fengru panted heavily, with gloomy eyes, not for a moment. Instantly stared at Long Yunzhan, who was covered in solemnity.

He patted Nangong's brilliant shoulder and motioned to release him.

"Fengru!" Nangong frowned slightly, and drank Ye Fengru's words.

Immediately, he considered the words: "There are many corpses in the Tomb of the Mausoleum. If we fight here, we will only lose both sides. In the end, the corpses will swallow us. Anything, we will leave the tomb of the Mausoleum."

Long Yunzhan's scaly sword was constantly buzzing, trembling gently in his palm.

The azure blue eyes filled his pupils with wisps of blue light, set against the faint blue streamer of the long sword, making the coldness and coldness of his eyes more and more set off.

The words to kill the gods group are deaf to ears.

Raising the sword, the sword is sharp and straight, without any pause...