Chapter 107: I hope the next life will be normal
Chapter 109 Hope to be normal in the afterlife
"If I don't die, I will kill you all!" Yan Luozi went crazy. At this moment, he realized how lonely and helpless he was.
Usually relying on his own identity to dominate the blessings, controlling the life and death of many people in Yan Luo Mansion, this feeling makes him very comfortable.
Therefore, the horror of Yan Luozi is spread throughout the three assassin organizations, especially the people in Yan Luo Mansion, and everyone respects him.
Until now, he discovered that the awe of the monks in Yan Luo Mansion was only on the surface, not from the heart, or that they were just worried that Yan Luozi would kill them in a rage.
The monks in the Yan Luo Mansion may usually be afraid of Yan Luo Zi, but now they themselves are besieged by the army of bones, and they are hard to protect themselves. Where can they be threatened by Yan Luo Zi?
Hearing what Yan Luozi said, the monks of Yan Luo Mansion went to the periphery to kill one after another. Yan Luozi's words were for this purpose, and there was no need for them to stay.
To stay is to die, to leave, and perhaps to live.
"Brother Yan Luo, I can kill these people for you, haha." Suddenly, there was a loud howl, and Sikong's hidden sword suddenly burst out laughing, like a peerless divine sword out of its sheath, toward Yan Luo Mansion. Kill the other killers.
Immediately after the screams one after another, although those skeletons have the battle sacred realm, they have no autonomous consciousness, only instinctive attacks, naturally there is no real human battle sage as terrifying.
As soon as Sikong Tibetan sword shot, the assassin of Yan Luo Mansion suddenly fell into a dangerous situation.
"Haha, kill well." Yan Luozi laughed and had to say that he is an extremely selfish person, even if he can't live, the people of Yan Luofu don't want to live.
Xiao Fan frowned. He wasn't sorry for the lives of the monks in the Yan Luo Mansion. Even if Sagong didn't kill these people, he would kill Xiao Fan.
However, the meaning of killing the Sagong Sword is different, because the Sagong Sword represents the Temple of War.
Could it be that the Shock of the Temple of War is ready to take action against Yama Mansion?
Although Xiao Fan really wanted to destroy the Yan Luo Mansion, after all, even if the Temple of War did not make a move, Xiao Fan would work hard to become stronger and destroy the Yan Luo Mansion.
But now, Xiao Fan didn't want the Yan Luo Mansion to be destroyed. If the Yan Luo Mansion were to be destroyed, no one would be able to constrain the Temple of War God in the Battle Soul Continent, except for those ancient clans.
Moreover, from this small move, Xiao Fan thought of more, that is, the Temple of War, which also reflects from the side that the Temple of War has enough strength to deal with Yan Luo Mansion, or that there is no need for Yan Luo Mansion to exist.
Luo Yuluo frowned and looked at the actions of Sikong Hidden Sword. He was also very puzzled: "Before entering the sea of riots, the Master, in order to prevent me from hearing, talked to him secretly for a long time. It seems that they still have For other purposes."
Thinking of this, Luo Yuluo felt very upset, his talent was very good, even better than Sagong's hidden sword, and he had been doing his best all these years.
However, he hasn't been recognized by Si Kongyu until now, and he is still suspecting him. How does this make him comfortable?
When Luo Yuluo looked at Sikong's hidden sword, a cold light flashed deep in his eyes.
Crazy Wolf, Shadow Wind, Bei Chenfeng, Xue Wujue, and Sneer Blade also had a slightly thoughtful look in their hearts. They slowly approached Xiao Fan and made things simple for Xiao Jin, Xiao Ming, Dragon Dance and Murong Ye. He told Xiao Fan with voice transmission.
In addition, Bai Zhi and Lang Tianya also appeared beside Murong Xue, wanting to reawaken Murong Xue, but Murong Xue still has no master.
"Murongxue!" Suddenly, Xiao Fan shouted, resounding like a thunder in the void, and sternly said: "You are still not a man. The person who killed your brother Murong Ye is right in front of you. If you have the ability, you will kill it yourself. he!"
Murong Xue heard this, a violent anger burst out of him, and a terrifying arrogance swept all over the place.
Everything around his body suddenly seemed to wither, and several small skeletons near Murong Xue suddenly turned into a pile of powder weirdly.
Crazy Wolf and the others also felt an extremely depressed breath, as if the soul power and vitality in the body were fading fast, everyone saw it and quickly moved away from Murong Xue.
"Fourth Level of Floating Will." Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, and Murong Xue had already known the matter of Floating Will, but he did not expect that he would break through to the fourth level under such circumstances.
This kind of consciousness also belongs to a special will, and it is difficult to comprehend, but Murong Xue did it, which is enough to show the strength of his talent.
"Don't you even have this courage? You are still not a man!" Seeing Murong Xue's momentum getting stronger and stronger, Xiao Fan hurriedly hit the railroad while it was hot.
"I'm going to kill him and smash him by eight!" Murong Xue suddenly raised her head suddenly, looking up to the sky and angrily, a terrible aura erupted from him.
The surrounding emptiness was surging, and the gray mist suddenly poured into Murong Xue's body. At this scene, everyone watching was numb.
You know, the mist here doesn't have much spiritual energy, most of them are corpse energy and death energy, which can not be absorbed by monks.
Corpse qi and death qi are the muddy qi of heaven and earth, which will only accelerate the death of a person, so how can it be possible for a monk to break through?
However, Murong Xue had absorbed it unscrupulously. As the corpse energy and death energy poured into his body, his aura suddenly soared and went straight to the peak of the Emperor.
"If you want to kill me, do you rely on your waste?" Yan Luozi still has his arrogance, Xiao Fan can defeat him at the same level, he has no anger, after all, Xiao Fan is the head of the Asura Palace.
But why does he Murongxue? Even if he breaks through now, he is just a cultivator at the peak of the Battle Emperor Realm. What qualifications does he have to kill him?
Suddenly, Yan Luozi kicked his feet and slammed towards Murong Xue like an arrow from the string, extremely fast.
Crazy Wolf and Crazy Wolf were ready to take action against Yan Luozi, but were stopped by Xiao Fan. He knew that if Murongxue did not kill Yan Luozi, he would not be able to let go of his life.
After all, Murong Ye died because of him, even from Murong Xue's perspective, Xiao Fan would not forgive himself.
The family betrayer who has been spurned by the world has always been to protect his younger brother, even if he died in the end, he would die for his younger brother. This requires much perseverance.
At least, Xiao Fan couldn't hate Murong Ye anyway, and only admired him.
In fact, when Xiao Fan heard about Murong Xue and Murong Ye, he had thought about it a long time ago. He thought it was terrible, but he didn't expect it to happen.
"Yellow spring and blue sky!"
Seeing that Yan Luozi came to kill, Murong Xue showed a hideous face, screamed with all her strength, and swiped the blood-drinking sword in her hand, and a peerless sharp sword aura bloomed, as if to tear the void.
With the fall of this sword, the void unexpectedly formed a wave of cold ice, and a depressive breath filled the air.
It was already very cold here, but the sword aura was even colder, and everyone really felt like they were in Huangquanbiluo.
With a chuckle, the sword qi whizzed through Yan Luozi's body. Yan Luozi's body instantly froze there, and his body was still leaning forward, but his body had frozen into frost.
"Dead?" Yingfeng and the others stared at Yan Luozi. They couldn't feel any vitality from Yan Luozi. They obviously couldn't die anymore.
When everyone was shocked by Murongxue's strength, Xiao Fan glanced at Yan Luozi's corpse, and faintly spit out a word: "I hope the next life will be normal!"
