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Some warriors nearby wanted to reach out and give the little girl a hand, but they knew that Lin Chaofan's life-extending bloodline was contracted with his daughter.

If Lin Chaofan died, the little girl would also die, so he simply wouldn't dare to help, lest he cause the siege of this group of demon cultivators.

And the demon ape is still staring there. If he is discovered, he will probably be shot to death on the spot.

Wang Jing'an came here and had a preliminary understanding of what happened just now, but he was just an audience member gathered here.

Until the demon ape jumped down from the building of life and death, he shouted: "Catch that little girl and hang her up."

"Devil Ape, you should not go too far with some things. This little girl is not among your hunting targets. You have already hunted her father. This girl will also die suddenly due to the withering of her blood." Suddenly there was a human warrior. He came up to talk. He was a middle-aged uncle.

When the demon ape heard this, he punched him with his huge fist, without saying even a single word of nonsense.

This human warrior was shattered to pieces by that punch.

"It's troublesome." Demonic Ape shouted: "Bring that weak girl here. If any weak girl dares to speak for her, I will kill her directly."

Lin Chaofan, who was dying, was hanging on the stairs of life and death. He wanted to explode all his strength, even though he knew he was struggling.

Unfortunately, his body had been penetrated by long thorns, and all his strength was drained. He was unable to get up to resist, and allowed the group of demon cultivators to go over and hang his daughter upstairs.

Lin Chaofan's face was full of helplessness. Although he had made many contributions to the human race, he was nothing when he entered this place.

He also knew that after his death, the blood flowing in his daughter's body would dry up.

But... no father wants to see his daughter hung in this tall building for public display.

As Lin Chaofan struggled to no avail, the little girl was already being dragged on the ground by a demon cultivator holding her thin arm.

Some of the human warriors next to them were not competitors on the ladder, and some had just arrived in Luanmo City less than a year ago. They wanted to step forward to help, but they did not have the courage or strength.

Who makes the human race have less influence in Luanmo City than the demon clan?

"Brother, are you really not going to help?" Among the crowd of onlookers, three young men looked struggling, and the third among them had been hesitating.

The young man who was called the eldest brother by the third child frowned and sighed: "Oh, forget it, there is more than one child hanging on the stairs of life and death..."

At this time, a demon cultivator looked at the demon ape preparing to grab the little girl and climb up the stairs, and said, "Do you think someone will come secretly at night and steal the little girl's body?"

Another demon cultivator spoke up: "Humans are all cowards. Even if they have ten nerves, they wouldn't dare to steal a corpse."

Standing next to this demon cultivator was a hunchbacked man, the human warrior who had previously carried a turtle shell to pretend to be a black polar turtle. When he heard these words, he almost couldn't help but step forward and take action.

Just when the demon cultivator who grabbed the little girl's arm and dragged her on the ground was about to throw the girl to the demon ape, Wang Jing'an walked out, stopped in front of him, and said lightly: "Don't do anything impossible, life and death will be hanging on the floor." It’s the person being targeted for ladder match hunting, not a child.”

"Cut it down." The Demon Ape saw this and said coldly.

Several demon cultivators rushed over to kill the human warrior who stood up for Lin Chaofan and his daughter.

"Why is it him?" The hunchbacked man clenched his fists. When he saw Wang Jing'an, he was stunned for a while. This kid actually survived the encirclement and suppression by more than twenty demon cultivators.

Sure enough, he has some ability.

"Kill this weak clan to death!" Several demon cultivators came to kill Wang Jing'an.

Wang Jing'an, on the other hand, just gently pulled out the Tang sword, then held another black long sword in his right hand and made an offensive motion.

The surging murderous intent unfolded at an unconcealable speed.

Wang Jing'an flew over. Holding two swords in his hands, he performed a graceful spin in mid-air, and then the power of the swords filled the air.

The fire in Nanming begins to burn!

The direction is gradually misaligned!

Several clanking sounds and the crisp sound of metal breaking reached everyone's ears.

I saw that the few demon cultivators who were rushing at the front were all hacked to death by Wang Jing'an three times.

Even the demon cultivator holding a metal spiritual weapon couldn't stop the two swords at all.

After doing this, Wang Jing'an's eyes showed a fierce light, without any intention of ending, he jumped and fought in another direction.

The direction Wang Jingan was killing was the demon cultivator who had previously said that the human race was a coward.

Seeing how powerful this human warrior was, the demon cultivator quickly shouted: "Brother Demon Ape, save me!"

thumping!

The two swords were slashed out, and the demon cultivator was split into four, and blood spurted out.

Those corpses were turned into ashes under the burning fire of Nanmingli.

Tang Dao absorbed more and more life essence, and the blade trembled more and more intensely.

He suppressed many demon cultivators around him.

Wang Jing'an looked calm, picked up the injured little girl, let the little girl lean on his shoulder, and then said to the demon ape in Chinese: "Humans are not cowards."

These words set off a frenzy in the hearts of all the human warriors who were watching.

Once upon a time, which human warrior dared to rebel against the demon clan in Luanmo City?

"He, he is the Wang Jing'an who wants to auction the spiritual artifact!" A demon cultivator recognized this human warrior with a sword.

"Is he Wang Jing'an? He knew Brother Demon Ape was going to treat him as his next hunting target, yet he didn't hide and still dared to appear here."

"Brother Demon Ape, this pretty boy is the target you want to hunt, the owner of Nanming Lihuo, Wang Jing'an."

"..."

As Wang Jing'an hugged the little girl, the surrounding demon cultivators all became excited.

Especially the demon ape, when it heard that this guy was the next target it wanted to hunt, a hint of killing intent appeared on its ugly and ferocious face: "It's funny, if I don't go to you, you will come to my door yourself." coming."

"Who will help me hold this girl?" Wang Jing'an hung the black long knife back on his back, holding the knife in one hand and holding the little girl in the other, and then looked at the warriors.

Although these human warriors were all affected by Wang Jing'an's words just now, they did not dare to participate.

In order to prevent Wang Jing'an from being killed by the demon ape, the person holding the little girl would also suffer.

So no one responded.

Wang Jing'an frowned: "It seems...it makes sense for the human race's influence to gradually weaken in Luanmo City. Anyway, since we are determined to muddy the waters, let this storm come more violently."

At the same time, the hunchbacked man walked out of the crowd and said to Wang Jing'an: "Brother, give her to me."

The hunchbacked man took another look at Lin Chaofan, who was hanging on the building of life and death, wondering if he was still alive. He simply threw away the turtle shell and took off his disguise: "The human race is so miserable in Luanmo City. I can't bear it anymore."

Lin Chaofan took his last breath. His expression and eyes were full of despair and helplessness. When he saw two human warriors finally standing up for his daughter, he finally swallowed his last breath.

At that moment, Lin Chaofan seemed to use the weakest and hoarse voice to say something that only he could hear:

"It would be great if... my daughter could... be laid to rest..."