Man Huang Feng Bao

Late at night, after walking out of the Heavenly Demon Hall, Houshan is still annoyed in his heart.

This time I came to the Heavenly Demon Hall to see the elders of the Azure. This is the hope of getting the latter's permission, and directly blasted the Yechuan three people out of the mountain gate. Unexpectedly, the elders of Azure did not agree not to say, but also talked about the allusion of the demon gate, Ye Chuan that the kid said is actually true.

Take the rules of the ancient demon door in ancient times to teach yourself, boy, well, you are crazy enough!

I think that Ye Chuan, who is a big man who doesn't want to call his younger brother, is unhappy in the heart of Houshan. It is very uncomfortable. There is an impulse to tear Ye Chuan. However, the elders of Azure have already spoken, and their hearts are not good enough to be able to take Ye Chuan. In turn, they have to arrange for preparation. After two days, they will go to see the elders of Azure.

Houshan was so angry that he had to bear to go back, but it didn't last long, and the anger suddenly broke out.

"What? Yuanchang him..., he was killed by Ye Chuan, the disciple of the Zongmen of Yunwu Zong? Is this true?"

Going back to the Panlongshan Hall, after hearing about this amazing news, Houshan was black and shocked and angry, and there was still some unbelievable moments.

Who is Hou Yuanchang?

It is the only son of his own, the elite of the young generation of Tianhuimen, and also a master of monks with five monks. Ye Chuan, who is he?

In the district, a monk is a double ordinary person. He has been repaired into three small realms. He is a disciple of Zongmen, but he is born in a small martial art. This time he is asking for help. How dare he start? How did you get it?

"Adult, this is true, Ye Chuan's kid is too fierce, and the deep hidden does not suddenly come out, we can't stop it!"

A pro-guard stunned and stunned, and glanced at someone, and Hou Yichang’s body was lifted up.

In the past, the dragon and the living tiger followed a group of Hou Yuanchang who wanted to do whatever they wanted. The body had already been stiff. Waiting for the mountain to go down, reaching out to touch his son's face in disbelief, feeling and touching, the palms trembled and picked up.

"My son, my son, ah..."

Houshan’s old tears, and suddenly, his head screamed and offered a **** red knife. The knife flashed, and the thirteen guards in the hall were brushed down, without exception, all in the throat of the throat. Some clearly stood behind the hills, and there were still a few people in the middle. They were also killed by the unbelievable angle of Houshan.

Demon knife!

The raging Houshan, killing red eyes in an instant, the magic knife this practice, in his hands is the real fire.

The Houshan, who was called Hou Yi, was completely violent.

As a mountain gate guardian of the demon gate, he is also a character in the demon gate. He has not been hands-on for many years. Tonight, he has to kill him! The first to suffer was not the Ye Chuan and his three men, but the guards who followed Hou Yuanchang.

"Useless waste, what do you want to do? Go to hell, give me all to die!"

Waiting for the mountain to roar loudly, murderous as a **** who climbed out of the grave to kill God, see people kill.

Seeing the machine is not good, the guards and servants standing outside the door smashed and screamed in horror.

The sound of screaming came from time to time, accompanied by a scream of screaming. Every time a **** red knife is crossed in the air, one person will fall to the ground.

Suddenly lost the son of Houshan after the break, completely mad, blood wash Hou family compound, protect Hou Yuanchang's weak guards will not say, even the small servants and cockroaches who stayed at home all day are killed by his chopping vegetables. Then, the evil spirits went to the small courtyard where the Ye Chuan was located. Behind the Hou family compound, blood flow filled the floor, and the thick **** smell quickly alerted the entire mountain gate.

In the small courtyard, Yang Tian, ​​who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly woke up, just opened his eyes, and the door was smashed, and in a pair of pupils, a blood-red knife was far and near.

"what……"

The screams of screaming pierced the night sky.

Yang Tian mad did not die, but a pair of eyes suddenly can not see anything bloody, the monk's six-fold cultivation, in front of a real situation of a heavy mountain can not be hit!

"Kid, I see when you can hide!"

Houshan's face was stunned, and a dark whistle was caught. He asked Ye Chuan's going backwards and carrying a seriously injured Yang Tian mad to the Panlong Tianchi on the top of the mountain.

In the Heavenly Demon Hall, scruples to the ancient covenant of Yunwu Zong and Tianhuimen, as well as the command of the elders of Azure, his heart was so angry that he had to endure. After seeing the body of his son Hou Yuanchang, he didn't care about anything. Tonight, he couldn't kill Ye Chuan!

On the top of the mountain, on the edge of the clear Panlong Tianchi, Ye Chuan, who had a lot of thoughts, suddenly came back to God, and his heart was inductive.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Zhao Dazhi, the fat man who slept heavily, woke up and looked around in confusion, quietly empty around, and the white giant python had long since disappeared.

"Yang Huo Law has an accident." Ye Chuan replied.

The fat man Zhao Dazhi has a spirit of enthusiasm. He is completely awake and climbs up. "Master, fast, then don't hurry down to save?"

"It’s too late, rest assured, Yang Huofa has not died yet, and there is no worry about his life."

Ye Chuan quietly sat cross-legged on the ground, but the gods spread out and calmed down. The voice did not fall, and there was a strong **** smell in the wind. Followed by it, the figure of Houshan appeared in the distance, and the injured Yang Tian madly flew in, followed by a large group of demon disciples and guards.

coming!

The demon door really started!

Zhao Dazhi, the fat man who just woke up, trembled and feared what he was coming. As soon as he saw the appearance of the mountain, he understood that there was no room for manoeuvre. The most powerful guardian Yang Tian mad in the three groups was not an opponent. How did he and Ye Chuan respond? Even if you haven’t seen the long-burning stove, do you want to die here?

The speed of Houshan was amazing. Soon, he flew to the front of the two people. He rushed to ten steps and then suddenly stopped, and his eyes were red and bloody.

"Kid, my son Hou Yuanchang, are you killing?"

Houshan gritted his teeth, a pair of blood-red eyes staring at Ye Chuan sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Yes!"

Ye Chuan nodded, without hesitation and hesitation, and frankly publicly admitted.

"Why? Tell me, why did you kill my son?" Houshan stepped forward, breathing heavily, the body's power fluctuations steadily rising, the short knife on his hand creaking, brewing the strongest blow.

"No, why do you need to kill him?"

In the face of the pressure of Houshan, the fat man Zhao Dazhi trembled, Ye Chuan smiled, sneer, sweeping Yang Tian's **** eyes, his eyes flashed a touch of cold light. Yang Fa madness did not die, this is not wrong, but unexpectedly, a pair of eyes are gone, and Houshan is extremely fierce!

"Ha ha ha, no reason?" Houshan angered and laughed. This is the most incredible and madest answer he has ever heard.

"Yes, there is no reason to kill your son Hou Yuanchang without a reason, killing you, the same is true." Ye Chuan slowly stood up, the body suddenly burst into a majestic power fluctuation, three swallowing madness Rotate up.

Needle tip to the awning!

A decisive battle between you and me, suddenly broke out next to the Panlong Tianchi.

The monk's double focus on the real person is not a level opponent. Ye Chuan's words sound arrogant and even ridiculous, but no one laughs, but one is nervous. With the precedent of killing Hou Yuanchang with his hands on both sides, now, no one dares to look down on Ye Chuan, a great disciple of Yunwu. God knows, what other lore in this arrogant cloud-like disciple, or what terrible magic weapon?