Fortune Shrine

Chapter 1546

"Huh?" The thin old man's eyes were startled, and his figure flashed.

The long sword passed through directly, but it was an afterimage.

"What a weird boy, the four transformations of Tianying are so amazing, today the old man wants to see what kind of monster you are."

The thin old man's voice was erratic, and afterimages surrounded him, attacking and killing Fang Yi.

Fang Yi was shocked at the moment when he missed the blow. The strength of this old man is so amazing. The Eight Transformations of Tianying are really extraordinary. Fortunately, he can hold on for a while with the help of the four sword formations, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

It's just that it's not far from the camp of Shura Hall.

If the fight continues, it will definitely attract other Shura Temple powerhouses, and then...

That's it!

After making up his mind, Fang Yi pinched his fingers and shouted: "Old guy, let's fight another day, and I will go."

As the words fell, countless sword shadows fell down, and the sleepy sky sword formation instantly condensed.

"Bastard! Where are you going!" The skinny old man was furious, and instantly slapped him.

But the Sleepy Heaven Sword Formation is not comparable to the Illusory Heaven Sword Formation, how can it be so easy to break.

By the time he broke through the formation, Fang Yi had already disappeared.

"What a domineering boy!" the skinny old man murmured, his piercing eyes filled with deep shock.

"Master Ghost Shadow, it turned out to be you!"

Several figures came galloping, and a surprised voice sounded.

Tens of miles away, a burst of ripples appeared, and Fang Yi's figure slowly emerged.

"It's so strong! Among the Asura who came this time, there is actually a strong man who has transformed into a heavenly baby." Fang Yi murmured, his eyes became a little dignified.

He originally thought that there would be at most two or three Heavenly Infant Seven Transformation powerhouses coming to the Asura Hall. In that case, together with Wu Wuya, there was no chance of winning.

But if there is a Tianying Eight Transformation expert, it will be completely different.

With the strength of Xuantian Sword Sect and Kyushu Sect, it is not enough to compete with such a strong man. Only oneself may be able to entangle with the opponent, but it seems impossible to defeat the opponent. Although Fang Yi is confident, but Xiu For the huge difference, it is not so easy to make up.

But so far, we can only wait and see.

……

In the early morning, the first ray of dawn falls on the earth.

Everything is born!

The faint purple mist of the Julong River was steaming, slowly engulfing the surroundings, and enveloping Wangjiang City.

Jiang Dongjie looked extremely nervous at the moment, but Tang Lin behind him was much calmer.

"How is it? Do Xuantian Sword Sect and others have doubts?"

"Don't worry, the city lord, they have no doubts. If they really had doubts, how could they have waited until today, when the people from the Asura Palace will arrive soon." Tang Lin replied.

"Oh! Where is Lord Bloody Hand?" Jiang Dongjie asked again.

For some reason, he felt extremely uneasy in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

"This seat is here!"

At this moment, a man with an aura like a mountain came in. He was one of the ten Shuras in the Shura Hall 'Blood Hand Shura'.

Seeing the Bloody Hand Shura, Jiang Dongjie rushed to greet him as if he saw a life-saving straw, "Look, Lord Bloody Hand, this purple smoke has already drifted into the city, what should we do now?"

"Very good! Are your people ready? As soon as the army arrives, we will kill all of them first."

"Then attack both inside and outside, and when things are done, the two of you will be counted as meritorious."

Crimson Hand Shura looked indifferent, as if he had foreseen the result.

It's also because he is so frivolous, he has been in Wangjiang City for the past two days, and he has a very thorough understanding of the strength of the Xuantian Sword Sect, which is not worth mentioning at all.

Not to mention the cooperation of the Lord of Wangjiang City, even if there is no other possibility, there is absolutely no other possibility.

"Yes!" Jiang Donglin replied eagerly, but his face was extremely ugly. He thought that he just needed to cooperate, but he didn't expect that the other party wanted him to fight against Xuantian Sword Sect head-on. This nature is quite different.

But when things came to an end, he had no choice.

"who?"

At this moment, the blood-handed Shura suddenly turned his head, and the two eyes shot away like sharp arrows.

Outside the door, Xu Wuya is leading many disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect, and they have already surrounded the main hall.

"Xuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Seeing this scene, Jiang Donglin's face turned pale instantly.

Bloody Hand Shura's pupils also shrank suddenly, flashing a flash of disbelief.

"This must be the 'Blood Hand Shura', one of the top ten Shuras!" Xu Wuya's voice was cold, and murderous intent surged in his eyes.

And Xuantian Sword Sect disciples are also ready to go.

"Xu Wuya, I have underestimated you, what a pity! In front of my Asura Hall, you will undoubtedly die today." The blood-handed Shura showed no fear, as if he didn't see Xu Wuya and others in his eyes at all.

Just because he is confident that these people can't stop him.

So what if you figure it out, the Shura Palace army will arrive immediately, and the ending has long been doomed.

"Perhaps! But you must not see it, kill!"

Xu Wuya's eyes lit up, and as soon as the word "kill" came out, he himself attacked first.

And a group of Xuantian Sword Sect disciples also rushed forward.

"It's up to you? A group of chickens and dogs, die for me!" The blood-handed Shura sneered coldly, his whole body was shaken with energy, and his pair of giant palms instantly became extremely blood-red, revealing an endless breath of death.

The entire hall was covered in blood red, which was extremely strange.

With one person and two palms, it was like entering a no-man's land during the vertical and horizontal period.

Every palm strike will definitely take away several lives, it is extremely domineering, even Xu Wuya is not as good.

"Hahaha! A bunch of trash, just because you want to win this seat, it's really whimsical."

"I will slaughter half of you now, and leave the other half for the brothers to play with."

Bloody Hand Shura laughed wantonly, extremely arrogant, completely treating everyone as nothing.

But Wu Wuya has a livid face, although he knows the opponent's strength is overbearing, but he is confident that he can win the opponent with his own people, so he came here specially, and decided to defeat the opponent first, and then fight to the death with Shura Palace.

But right now... Except for a few of my own, the others are not the opponent's all-in-one enemy at all.

Immediately, he quickly winked, and several great elders rushed over.

"Blood hand, even if you have the ability to reach the sky, you will definitely die today." Xu Wuya shouted angrily, and the elders all shot together.

Immediately, several majestic attacks rushed forward, turning into a monstrous torrent.

"City Master Wangjiang, are you still not making a move? Could it be that you still want to turn against me? When my Asura army arrives, you will have no chance to make a move."

Bloody Shura let out angrily.

Facing so many strong men, even if he was tyrannical, he would still be defeated.

Therefore, he turned his attention to Jiang Donglin and the two who were at a loss. At the moment, the two of them were pale, and they didn't know who to help.

And under such circumstances, helping anyone is a dead end.

"Blood hand, stop daydreaming, how do you think I know about the news of your coming to Wangjiang City?" Xu Wuya snarled and said speciously.

But as soon as these words came out, Jiang Donglin's face turned ashen, because Xu Wuya obviously wanted to get him involved.

Believe it or not, he has no way out.

Once Shura Palace became suspicious, they didn't even bother to investigate the truth or falsehood, just killed them directly, this is their usual style.

At this moment, Jiang Donglin's heart fell into dust.

(End of this chapter)