I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The first thousand three hundred and one chapter Anger!

Soon several Shushan League elders, including Qingwei, also came to see this scene of melee. They couldn’t help being shocked. They didn’t expect that the Shushan League disciples would make such a big move with the Rakshamon disciples. .

Several elders immediately flew over the disciples of the Rakshasamen, drove away all the disciples of the Shushan League above them, and expanded in all directions, expelling all the disciples of the Shushan League who were at war with the Rakshamen.

Of course, the Shushan League disciples did not dare to confront their elders, and when they saw the elders coming, they immediately stepped back.

Of course, the elders of the Shushan League didn’t make any moves, they just came to them symbolically and drove them away.

This made the disciples of Rakshasa even more believe in the elder who arrived first, and did not try their best to stop it, and even suspected of secretly instructing him.

After the separation of the two groups of disciples, it was only at this time that dozens of corpses were left in the dam. There were not only disciples of the Rakshasamen, but also disciples of the Shushan League.

Both sides suddenly became angry, and both wanted to go forward and fight again.

Wu Hua and the others looked back at their disciples. About a dozen disciples were killed, more than a dozen were seriously injured, and the rest were slightly injured.

Looking at the Shushan League side, about thirty or forty people died, with countless serious injuries and countless minor injuries.

Looking at the number of deaths and injuries alone, the Rakshasa gate is still very strong, but the total number of Rakshasa gates is only thirty-one, but ten or so, about one third of them, have died. This ratio is quite astonishing.

Therefore, not only Wu Hua was angry, but the other undead disciples were also very angry and wanted to work hard, but looking at the other side’s posture, there was also a desire to find them to fight for their lives, and the elder of the other side was still blocking them, so they did not dare to rush toward them. The elders launched an attack.

Although the fighting power of the elders may not be much stronger than that of the disciples of the ninth level of the Raksha Gate, they are ultimately the elders of the Shushan League.

Kunpeng also pulled Wu Hua and shook his head. Wu Huacai became more awake from his anger: “Junior Brother, you are also injured, does it matter?”

“It doesn’t matter, it hurts, it’s a trivial thing.”

Of course he meant it, if he didn’t want to get hurt, how could those Shushan League disciples hit him.

“Do you need me to input some spiritual energy for you to adjust it?” Wu Hua said again, looking at Huang Rong and Mei Chaofeng, as well as other disciples.

Everyone shook their heads, and Kun Peng smiled and said, “Big brother, let’s deal with the disciples who were killed first, and see if there is anything that can be saved.”

“Yes, let’s go and take a look.”

The dead disciples of Luoshamen were not far away from them. The elders of the Shushan League floated over the middle of the disciples on both sides, and said to both sides: “Let’s see if there is anything that can be saved.”

Qing Wei floated to Wu Hua’s side: “I’ll help you.”

“No need, Master Dao, you finally think about how to deal with the aftermath. We don’t have time for you to talk about it now, and wait until we deal with these brothers.”

“Then, let me help you.”

“Don’t say no!” Wu Hua’s tone was obviously very bad.

But his disrespect to the elders of the Shushan League angered other Shushan League disciples, especially the disciples of Qingwei who came later. Many people glared at him, and some cursed loudly.

Qingwei hurriedly stopped them, then turned to Wu Hua and said, “Then you are busy, I will discuss with the other elders.”

Wu Hua didn’t answer, and took Kunpeng and others, and quickly moved the Rakshamon disciples on the ground together.