Tiangong Creation Beast

Chapter 654 Fight Again

"How dare you!" Rouxiu was brewing a stronger storm. This time he aimed at Mo Tu, the younger brother of Mo Sha and the person with the highest status in the team.

Rouxiu didn't believe that without Mo Tu's acquiescence, these people dared to attack Yan Xuan and the monks of Ansheng Pavilion.

Demon Tu was really good. He should have clearly recognized that they were people from Ansheng Pavilion, yet he dared to think of leaving them all behind so that there would be no trace of this matter.

In this case, don't blame him for being cruel.

"I gave the Blood Emperor and the Dark Night Blood Palace face, but I didn't let you rub your nose in the face of our Dark Life Pavilion with the idea of ​​killing them all." Demon Butcher said while glaring at the demon with his blood-red eyes filled with fierce hatred.

slaughter.

Yan Xuan is his senior brother, and he was the light who pulled him out of hell together with his master.

These people dared to hurt his senior brother in front of him, which is simply unforgivable!

Motu felt the power of Rouxiu's blow, and he looked bitter. This matter was really not his idea. He wanted to reconcile with the people in Ansheng Pavilion. He didn't know how things developed like this.

Such.

"Do you believe me when I say I didn't want to do this?" Although he knew that Rouxiu in this state would not be able to listen to his words, Demon Tu still wanted to give it a try.

"Now that I can't beat him, do I regret it? I'm telling you, it's too late." Rouxiu smiled coldly, hurting his senior brother and then asking for reconciliation. How can there be such a good thing in the world?

"Although Ansheng Pavilion does not interfere with the fight between the emperors, it does not mean that we do not have the temper to be flattened and rounded by others." Yan Xuan's voice was calm, but it was this voice without any emotion that gave him a

It makes people feel even more frightened.

Yan Xuan stretched out his hand and pinched the neck of Huang Fan who committed suicide very quickly. His clearly very calm eyes made people feel a coldness: "It's a quick death, but it's a pity that I don't have any means to make life worse than death."

Can be implemented.”

"But it doesn't matter." Yan Xuan's calm eyes with an extremely cold look fell on Mo Tu and Sha San, "Well, they are dead, don't they still have their messengers?"

Feeling Yan Xuan's gaze, Mo Tu and Sha San shuddered together, but what frightened them more than Yan Xuan's calm and terrifying voice was that Yan Xuan didn't care about his wounds at all, but

He allowed the blood to flow, and as the blood flowed, the aura on Yan Xuan's body became more and more terrifying.

"Which perverted race are you from?! How could such a race exist?!" Demon Butcher pointed at Yan Xuan with a look of surprise on his face. Is there such a perverted person in Ansheng Pavilion?

There was nothing wrong with such a serious injury.

In other words, this person is not so strong that even a young monk like Huang Shan can hurt him. Otherwise, Ansheng Pavilion would not be able to dominate the world with this killing weapon?

Yan Xuan stood there. The man did not speak. The interference of intense emotions still existed on him, which had a greater impact on him than the dagger attack Huang Shan gave him.

If it weren't for the impact of the emotions that occupied his brain, he would never have been attacked by the yellow fan.

However, there were advantages to being attacked by the yellow fan, which made the two fools from the Dark Night Blood Palace in front of him misjudge his identity.

Every disciple of the Master has the strength of a quasi-venerable venerable. Many people in the world know his name, but not many people know his appearance.

No, it should be said that there are not many people in the world who know the appearance of the main members of the Ansheng Pavilion. After all, they are doing assassinations.

"It doesn't matter which race he is. What's important is that your Dark Night Blood Palace shouldn't attack our Lord Ansheng. You are provoking a conflict between the two emperors." Rouxiu also found that these two guys didn't recognize each other at all.

Yan Xuan’s identity.

But that's right, his identity was only recognized by these two people because of the Master's appearance, and these two people couldn't even recognize Lu Qian's face.

It is true that there is a difference between Lu Qian's current appearance and his real appearance because he is in the state of Son of Mist, but anyone who knows Lu Qian can tell with his mysterious purple eyes, dazzling red body and

The complex temperament unique to Lu Qian analyzed Lu Qian's identity.

These two people couldn't tell the difference between the quasi-emperor level lunatics who were the least likely to be provoked in the world, let alone Xie Ji's disciples from Ansheng Pavilion who were already low-key and unknown in appearance.

Yan Xuan stood there. He made no move, but turned his gaze to Tian Qing.

He knew the status of this girl and Lu Qian in this continent, and also knew that everyone who came out of the illusion at this time would obey this girl's orders.

The meaning expressed by Yan Xuan's eyes is also very simple. They, Ansheng Pavilion, are ready to do their best, and you should stop watching the show from behind.

Tian Qingqing was very straightforward, and her eyes did not fluctuate at all due to Yan Xuan's special state, but were always clear and gentle.

"We're coming too." Tian Qing waved his hand, signaling Lu Zhengyang and the remaining Ice Children of the Hydrogen and Oxygen clan to follow.

Let the people from Ansheng Pavilion handle the most powerful big head, and of course they are still willing to solve the rest that they can solve.

After all, we are now on the sidelines.

Lu Zhengyang nodded, Su Yu summoned his creation beast, and the Ice Sons of the Hydrogen and Oxygen clan twisted into a rope with cold faces on their faces.

Of course, the Ice Children of the Hydrogen and Oxygen Clan are only used to increase their momentum. After all, the Hydrogen and Oxygen Clan are still too weak. Any monk in the world who has spent some time in cultivation can easily deal with them.

Tian Qing held an ice whip and flicked it gently, and a handsome ice luan appeared and attacked a monk from the Dark Night Blood Palace.

As soon as Tian Qing brought the Tiangong Clan and the Hydroxygen Clan to join in, those Dark Night Blood Palace monks who had been waiting on the sidelines and not joining in because of their lack of strength could no longer bear it any longer.

Others are about to take their own lives, and it is impossible not to fight back no matter what at this time.

As for their retaliation, Mo Tu and Sha San couldn't explain it even if they wanted to.

After all, the brawl started again, and the best opportunity to explain has been missed.

There are only so many Dark Night Blood Palace monks that Tian Qing, Lu Zhengyang and Su Yu can contain.

Su Yu is so capable, but Tian Qing and Lu Zhengyang are unwilling to expose their true strength.

Lu Qian didn't know why he hadn't come out yet. No, it couldn't be said that he hadn't come out yet. It was just that his current state was a bit strange, as if he had absorbed something and returned to his body to refine it.

Therefore, with the help of many monks in the Dark Night Blood Palace and Hu Yan's weak but sufficient subordinates, Mo Tu and Sha San even had the upper hand in the battle with Rou Xiu.

But neither Rouxiu nor Yan Xuan looked panicked, and there was even a sneer on Rouxiu's face.

Do you really think they only have six people in Ansheng Pavilion?

(End of chapter)