Chapter 842 How can you be afraid.
The night wind was whirling, and it was slightly chilly.

Lan Qingyu and Mo Yao separated, one went to the side of the male disciple, and the other went to the side of the female disciple.

Under the cold and bright moonlight, the two quickly killed each other. As long as they were the disciples of Shenjue Palace who appeared in front of Tu Mou, they all died quietly.

Not a trace of blood was left, not a single sound was made, and even their bodies were thrown into the space. Of course, Lan Qingyu didn't want them to stay in the space all the time. After the disciples of the blood alliance came, they put them in the space Together, tomorrow we will meet the people from Shenjue Palace.

It is reckoned that this ancient trials ended like this.

How else to compete?
People are gone.

Perhaps this is the purpose of Shenjue Palace to kill two birds with one stone. In a normal match, they would not feel any excitement other than their blood boiling, so they used such a vicious method to deal with them.

I want them to enter this battlefield of gods and demons in advance, so as to start their majestic hegemony!

snort!
Lan Qingyu sneered endlessly, if Shenjue Palace really dared to do this, then they would definitely kill them when they came out of the battlefield of gods and demons, making Shenjue Palace completely disappear in Aotian Continent, and become history forever.

They have waited long enough for this day.

Although they are not strong enough, they are not afraid!
Of course, an ally will also be drawn in at that time, and then still worry about the immortal palace? !

Soon, their figures were all shuttled in the night, and of course some people discovered what Lan Qingyu and the others were doing. These people were not stupid, but it was still too late.

Lan Qingyu killed them directly, without even giving them a chance to say a word, and didn't even intend to give them a chance to speak.

Mo Yao's speed was even faster, like a gust of wind, he penetrated their bodies with fierce killing intent, and the disciples of the Shenjue Palace all fell to the ground and died.

Die silently, kill silently.

This kills without blood.

Soon, Lan Qingyu and Mo Yao dealt with them, but they didn't expect that those who didn't find them from the attic would come out immediately, only to meet them and behead the disciples who came with them.

And they didn't even hear a sound.

"You dare to kill people from our Shenjue Palace! You really don't want to die. You Moyinmen really dare to resist our Shenjue Palace because of your own strength. Junior brother, let's kill them together!" The person who spoke It was Xun Yanqing from Shenjue Palace, and behind Xun Yanqing stood two disciples, one was Yuan Han and the other was Kong Jindou.

The hand that was sent to that person is not much different, they are all low-level disciples of Wu Zun.

But in Lan Qingyu's eyes, that's all.

Knowing what they said, Lan Qingyu had already woken up the disciples who were sleeping and practicing, and they didn't hide their figures anymore, but stood up boldly.

"Senior brother, they are the master and wife of the Demonic Sound Sect, so how could they be afraid of our little Divine Art Palace?" Yuan Han said coldly.

Kong Jindou's figure was hidden in the black, and under the weak moonlight, Kong Jindou's face could not be seen clearly at all, but Kong Jindou's twisting head could be vaguely seen.

"What are you looking at? The people in your Shenjue Palace are already dead, and the three of you are the last three!!!" Lan Qingyu's face was coldly exposed under the moonlight, while Mo Yao stood quietly Beside him, he looked at Xun Yanqing and the others coldly.

The three people watching were trembling all over, as if they were being targeted by the devil.

(End of this chapter)

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