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Chapter 1738 Fanatical Follower

With a startled sound, everyone immediately showed shock in their eyes.

With Duanmu Xiaoman's slender snow-white jade legs, she gently tapped on the black stone slab, as if stepping on everyone's heart.

"Plop plop!"

Since Duanmu Xiaoman came in, time seemed to stand still.

People who were making noise, pushing and fighting, loudly selling goods, or people who were walking with their heads buried in their feet had already stopped to appreciate Duanmu Xiaoman's graceful fairy state.

Su Yi was both happy and angry behind him, and said angrily in his heart.

"If you find a chance, let her change her clothes. This appearance and this figure will really kill those who have never seen the world!"

Then he put his hands behind the back of his head, speeded up seemingly indistinctly, and said in his heart: "No wonder you didn't come out casually, this time it really made a big commotion!"

Turning to look at the exaggerated expression of the person beside him, Su Yi slightly rolled his eyes: "Is she the number one beauty in Tianman? Me? And the number one beauty in Tianman?"

Thinking of being pressed on Duanmu Xiaoman, the number one beauty in Tianman, once unconscious and once sober.

In an instant, Su Yi's heart and soul swayed slightly, and there was an indescribable excitement in his heart.

"Beast, you're thinking about spring again!" Tie Hunxuan felt that the direction of the profound energy was wrong, and said helplessly.

All the disciples of Yutian Palace were even more arrogant, their faces were full of pride, and they kept their eyes on Luo Wuya's leadership and went to the sub palace of Nether City.

At this time, there were several warriors chatting in low voices behind them, their eyes flicked up and down, looking at Duanmu Xiaoman and Yutian Palace people from time to time.

Especially facing Duanmu Xiaoman's back, he started various fantasies.

"Yutian Palace has brought so many strong people here this time, it seems that it really takes it seriously!"

"It's not like other sects that have all kinds of ostentation, all kinds of flying mounts, wild monsters, and mysterious boats and skyships. Tsk tsk, I'm still good at Yutiangong. Walking into the city, the beauties are so eye-catching!"

Su Yi couldn't help but slightly annoyed in his heart, just when he was about to turn around to see who was so talkative, another sound came from behind him.

"They are all beauties too. The Holy One is dozens of years younger than Duanmu Xiaoman. He was also the number one beauty in the Baiying Palace back then. When he entered the city yesterday, he was already showing his age! Time is not forgiving!"

A martial artist next to him suddenly shouted: "The saint is not good, but the saintesses in that row are also good. Although not all of them came, the few who came are also beautiful and beautiful!"

After finishing speaking, several obscene warriors suddenly showed obscene smiles, pushing and shoving each other is so lively!
"Jie Jie"'s filthy smile filled his back, and he added something along the way.

"Especially that woman in the red dress! Tsk tsk, that skin is so tender! You can pinch water! This Tianfeng Ranking Tournament has nothing to do with me anyway, it's good to see beautiful women."

"bass!"

The red figure suddenly appeared in Su Yi's heart, his eyes were clear and shining like stars.

Sai Xue's skin looked so strong under the bloody wind in the barbarian city, and the bloody rose was Su Yi's best understanding of her.

"Is that girl here too!" Su Yi murmured in his heart.

Turning around in an instant, Su Yi's soul pressure filled the surrounding sky, blasting towards those warriors who spoke freely like a blade.

It seemed that he felt the change of Su Yi's coercion, or maybe he was a little annoyed by the strange eyes around him.

Before Su Yi's coercion arrived, Duanmu Xiaoman's eyes moved slightly, and her exquisite and soft hands waved slightly in the air.

Immediately, there was a strong wind, and the sky filled with frost mixed with soaring monster aura, blowing the few warriors who uttered wild words high into the air.

Suddenly, a heartfelt wail pierced the sky, and the whole world was filled with cries of pain.

Turning her head slowly, Duanmu Xiaoman's beautiful clear and snowy face was full of killing intent, and there was a trace of disdain and disgust in the eyes of Jianshui.

Suddenly, tacitly, the whole street fell silent.

"Whoosh!"

Only the sky filled with ice crystals, and the sonorous sound of strong wind howling shook the hearts and souls of everyone present.

"Boom!"

There was a clanging sound of the wind, and a strong energy of monster energy spread in the surrounding sky in the distance.

"Ow!"

A giant mad bull covered in red flames rushed forward, bringing a huge beam of flame hundreds of meters away, and the whole space began to tremble in an instant.

Duanmu Xiaoman squinted his eyes, watching the phantom of the huge scarlet fire mad bull crushing hard in the wind and snow.

Both of them are absolutely terrifying and powerful forces coming, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth.

An extremely terrifying sonic boom erupted in the entire space in an instant, the sound waves swept across, the space distorted, and the surrounding space instantly collapsed inch by inch!

Guyue and Luo Wuya's eyes sank at the same time, looking at the figure speeding up from the right side of the city gate, they said in unison.

"Chidongjue!"

A phantom of a fiery red wild bull pierced the sky and came in front of everyone, with huge eyes and red skin.

His hair was blown up, he was panting slightly, and he clasped his fists at everyone with his huge withered palms.

"The Yutian Palace is visiting, and Dongjue will welcome you!"

Long Poshan said softly to Su Yi: "Hmph! The sect master of Fuyaomen hasn't arrived yet, yet the Supreme Elder of Fuyaomen has come!"

Su Yi was extremely shocked in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Elder Taishang? Aren't they all some unworldly monsters! How could they come out casually!"

Looking carefully at the old man in front of him, the level of his martial arts cultivation is simply unfathomable.

But from the two-stroke confrontation just now, Su Yi believes that this person is definitely not as strong as Duanmu Xiaoman!
"It's probably for our palace lord. A few decades ago, our palace lord's followers could be ranked from Yunzhou to Zhongzhou!"

"Is it so scary?" Su Yi was shocked!
Afterwards, the old man in Su Yi's eyes walked up to Duanmu Xiaoman with a slightly excited expression.

It can be seen that because of excitement, Chi Dongjue was a little choked up, his hands shook slightly, and he said excitedly: "Palace Master Xiaoman, I... am Chi Dongjue of Fuyaomen! I met you in the Ranking Tournament, that time I was astonished! I don’t want to see you again in this life, it’s really a joy in my life!"

Duanmu Xiaoman squinted his eyes, Su Yi was also a little dazed, Duanmu Xiaoman looked fresher than a girl in her early twenties, while Chi Dongjue was already an old man who was more withered than a thousand-year-old tree.

Seeing the old man confiding his heart to his "master", Su Yi suddenly became angry.

Duanmu Xiaoman looked at Chi Dongjue who was approaching step by step, Duanmu Xiaoman's eyes were cold, with a wave of the moon robe, several ice crystals were inserted into the ground in an instant.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Several ice cones that were emitting cold air stood upright on the ground, as if pouring a basin of cold water on Chi Dongjue from head to toe.

(End of this chapter)