The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

The man in brocade robe attacked mercilessly, and Luo Yan appeared with a golden energy shield, directly blocking his spiritual weapon.

Immediately, a long sword condensed with spiritual fire appeared in his hand, and he counterattacked towards the man.

"Ah!" The man used his spiritual weapon to resist, but was quickly melted by the spiritual fire sword, and his shoulder was directly pierced. He screamed.

The two Nascent Soul stage monks who were still watching the show and thought that their young master could easily kill Luo Yan were stunned when they saw this.

"Young Master!" The two men's eyes widened. One of them went over to support the man in brocade robes, while the other swatted directly at Luo Yan.

The various seals in Luo Yan's soul had been broken by him before, and the energy given by the elders in his body could be mobilized at will.

Soon he raised his hand and scratched, and a shield aperture enveloped his entire body.

The Nascent Soul Stage monk's attack landed on the shield's aperture and rippled, but there was no splash.

"What? How is it possible?" He looked at Luo Yan in disbelief, and then his eyes were full of greed. There must be some treasure in this kid, and he must get it.

"You brat, you're dead today!" The Nascent Soul Stage monk sneered.

The man in the brocade robe had a ferocious face, "Kill him into pieces, and I will take that woman back and torture her in all kinds of ways."

Luo Yan didn't feel anything when he heard the first half of the sentence, but he was really angry when he heard the second half. Lan Mi was his bottom line.

All the energy that the godfathers and godmothers had poured into their bodies was drawn out and poured into the spiritual fire sword.

He instantly fought with the Nascent Soul Stage monk.

What makes people feel horrified and unbelievable is that he did not seem to be at a disadvantage when he was fighting in the Qi Refining Stage against the Nascent Soul Stage.

When the man in brocade robe saw this, his face became even more gloomy, and there was a kind of greed in his eyes. He also believed that Luo Yan must have some treasure on him, otherwise how could the Nascent Soul stage monks be evenly matched.

"Go and capture that woman secretly." He whispered to another Nascent Soul Stage monk beside him.

The man instantly understood what he was going to do, and immediately landed in front of Lan Mi before everyone could catch him, and then grabbed her arm.

"Mimi!" Luo Yan's face darkened.

The man in brocade robe walked over, put the spiritual weapon directly against Lan Mi's neck, looked at Luo Yan arrogantly and said, "Boy, your woman is in my hands. If you don't want her to die, put down your weapon and surrender obediently."

"Brother Yan, don't want it!" Lan Mi didn't expect to become a hostage directly. She didn't want to implicate Luo Yan.

Luo Yan was naturally reluctant to let Lan Mi suffer, and because he wanted to give it a try, he threw the spiritual fire sword in his hand to the ground and said coldly: "Let her go."

As soon as he threw his long sword to the ground, the Nascent Soul stage monk behind him suddenly attacked from behind. He instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood and turned pale.

"Brother Yan!" Lan Mi's eyes were red.

"Hit me!" After the man in the brocade robe finished instructing the Yuanying monk, he continued to say to Luo Yan: "Don't resist, otherwise I'm afraid I will accidentally slit your woman's throat."

Luo Yan's face was expressionless, "I promise you, but you are not allowed to hurt her."

"As long as you don't resist, I won't touch her." The man in the brocade robe was disdainful. He gave in for a woman. He was really out of his mind.

But this is fine, he will definitely kill this brat.

Then the Nascent Soul stage monk took out his spiritual weapon and stabbed Luo Yan.

He said he wouldn't fight back, so he didn't fight back. Soon he stood tenaciously with blood all over his body and a pale face.

Seeing Luo Yan doing this for Lan Mi, I couldn't help but be deeply touched.