Son-in-law Dan Zun

In the town of magic city, everything is business as usual.

The vast majority of people didn't know that Xuantian had planned secretly, and three days later, he dispatched the most core force of Tiangong to deal with Luo Wushu.

But because of Ren Tianxing's arrival, the entire Devil Town is still in a state of tension.

The wind and rain are coming.

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Within a palace.

Luo Wushu and his party, as well as the core powerhouses of Huang Xuan Academy, gathered here.

The news of Ren Tianxing's appearance in the Demon Squad City has been sent back by the eyeliner arranged in the Demon Squad City.

"Fortunately, Xuantian didn't agree, otherwise, if you want to deal with the alliance between Tiangong and the evil race outside the territory at the same time, I am afraid it will be difficult to support alone!" Ouyang Die said a little angrily.

"That Xuantian is also the realm master anyhow, if he even agrees to this, then how come he sits in the position of the realm master." Lin Yi said coldly.

Noting that Luo Wushu's face was a bit heavy, Xia Li asked, "No book, what's the matter with you?"

"It's okay." Luo Wushu shook his head.

"Since it's okay, be happy." Lin Yi smiled heartlessly: "Now, for you, the most lacking is time. After a while, Xuantian will find that there is no foreign evil. Clan will be their biggest mistake."

"You would think so, how could the other party not?" Mo Qingcheng suddenly said, making Lin stunned for a moment.

Her beautiful eyes looked at Luo Wushu: "If I didn't guess wrong, you should be worried that Xuantian just pretended to refuse on the surface, secretly, but hooked up with the evil race outside the territory."

Luo Wushu smiled slightly, but did not deny it, but calmly said: "Everything is just a guess, there is no need to be like a frightened bird."

"Yes! Soldiers are coming to block, water is coming to cover, don't forget that Brother Luo was alone that day, and retreated the heavenly army, even if the evil clan army from outside the territories really came together, what can we do?" Mo Fan said loudly.

Time passed bit by bit.

In the miniature city, everyone is racing against time to practice.

Compared with the town of Demon City, the cultivation atmosphere of the two cities is completely one in the sky and the other underground.

Many people know this well.

All of this was influenced by Luo Wushu and his team.

Enchanting evildoers are like them, they are all racing against time in their practice, so why are other people ashamed to waste time and do not want to make progress.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed.

Suddenly.

There was a terrifying coercion, rolling in from above the void, causing many powerful people to be interrupted from their practice.

One after another, they looked at the void with anger, and suddenly there was a solemn meaning pouring from the depths of the eyes.

The coercion of terror does not originate from a single person.

But the coercion on everyone is extremely powerful.

Are those strong in Tiangong?

Is this the background of Tiangong?

"Luo Wushu, get out and die!" A majestic voice came from Xuantian's mouth.

Today, he seems more and more energetic.

Because he knew that today, Luo Wushu is bound to die.

Luo Wushu was carrying An Yixue, and Mo Fan and others showed up, looking coldly at Xuantian, "You really don't want to give up Huang He!"

Xuantian said coldly: "If you are willing to hand over An Yixue obediently, this seat can consider giving you a happy life, otherwise you will die today."

"Last time, you said the same, but what was the result?" Mo Fan said sarcastically, "Does the so-called realm master just speak out?"

Xuantian snorted coldly: "It is undeniable that you did take a nap last time, but do you think that you will make the same mistake a second time?"

As his voice fell, beside him, the body of many powerful men was full of extremely powerful aura.

Today, Xuantian didn't mobilize and mobilize the crowd like last time, and came with a large army.

But each one took that step and became a pseudo-celestial existence.

Even Palace Master Xuan Cang was not qualified to appear here.

"Gosh!"

"Are the dozen or so people actually being fake fairies?"

"Anyone, stomping and stomping can leave me dead, how can I play this?"

Many people have fear in their hearts.

When the power gap between the two sides is too large, the number of people has no meaning.

In the first battle that day, their strength did not have any effect, let alone today?

"Luo Wushu, you don't really intend to fight Yu stubbornly, are you?" Zhou Ze sneered out a voice.

Today, it was the first time he saw Luo Wushu, but he did not see what was extraordinary about Luo Wushu.

"Outside the Devil Town, the trash that can be shaken back by a wave of air, do you have the courage to speak here?"

Mo Fan sneered, making Zhou Ze's face gloomy in an instant, "Little beast, what are you talking about?"

What happened that day was his shame, so naturally he didn't want to be mentioned.

Mo Fan shrugged faintly, "Dog stuff is not only a rubbish, it's not even good for ears?"

boom!

An anger erupted from Zhou Ze, his eyes were gloomy and he stared at Mo Fan, and said every word: "You have the courage, you say it again?"

"You don't think that this can shock Young Master, right?" Mo Fan smiled, and he stepped directly out into the air, his eyes swept toward Zhou Ze indifferently.

"No amount of nonsense can prove that you are not a waste. Why don't you just do it?"

Zhou Ze was stunned, staring at Mo Fan weirdly, "You and me?"

"Don't dare?"

"Hahaha..." Zhou Ze burst into laughter, both anger and sarcasm in his laughter.

"You, a fifth-rank supreme realm guy, what do you want to fight with me?"

"Try it, don't you know?" Mo Fan's body has a monstrous magic power swept out, stepping out like a demon god, and his aura continues to rise.

"There seem to be two brushes!" A strange color flashed across Zhou Ze's eyes.

"His strength is good, don't take it lightly." Xuantian reminded.

Regarding this, Zhou Ze just shrugged noncommittal. He had heard of Luo Wushu's enchanting name, but Mo Fan...

Sorry, he hasn't heard of it.

"I don't know if your two brushes are enough to tickle me." Zhou Ze's figure flashed, and Mo Fan appeared opposite.

A fifth-rank supreme realm guy, even if he takes it lightly, can stand up to wind and waves in front of him.

Mo Fan did not continue to say much, underestimating him, for him, it was not a bad thing.

In his hand, the Slaughter Heaven Sword flashed out of thin air.

In an instant, there was a frantic surge of terrifying magic power and killing aura.

"laugh!"

The sword slammed out, and Mo Fan's figure and the Slaughter Heaven Sword turned into a straight dark golden sword light towards Zhou Ze.

"It looks like it's not bad!"

Zhou Ze chuckled lightly, and the powerful force on his palm surged and shot out with one palm.

"Stupid guy!" beside Xuantian, a strong man sarcastically said.

Although Zhou Ze's palm didn't have too much fancy, it didn't keep his hands too much, which contained the power of a pseudo-fairyland.

How could a guy of the fifth-rank supreme realm be able to resist it?

He thought that he was also Luo Wushu?

"boom!"

The sword meets the palm.

Just when many people thought that Mo Fan would be killed by One Palm, Zhou Ze suddenly heard a scream.

The dark golden sword light penetrated Zhou Ze's body, and only saw Mo Fan's figure appearing behind Zhou Ze, with his back facing him.

And on the Slaughter Heaven Sword in his hand, there was blood dripping.

That is, Zhou Ze's blood...