Virus Throne

Now that their identities have been revealed, the two brothers An Long and An Qing no longer hide themselves, and their sharp edges are revealed in their words.

Hearing Xu Youran's understatement, An Long snorted coldly, "I have heard for a long time that Master Fa Hai of the Jing Nian Zen Sect has profound Dharma and powerful strength. He is an unparalleled master in the sect. When we meet today, he is not as famous as..."

"Alas... I don't think this young monk has any reputation. It all depends on his peers." Xu Youran smiled shyly, "Anlong, I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language."

"Master, don't waste time. There is always something to do. Why don't we go for a walk on the river?" An Long slowly stood up. Although he was still trying his best to suppress his momentum, he was full of explosive power, but he was ready to move.

An Qing's smile remained the same, but the murderous intent in his eyes was like burning flames.

Although the two brothers were born in Tianlian Dao and have been involved in the business world since childhood, they are still murderers of the Demon Sect at heart.

At this moment, three masters from the decent sect came to the door. Although they had some doubts, they were not very afraid.

An Qing also stood up, and the tea cup in his hand and the hot tea in the cup all turned into nothingness with a "bang", "Fa Hai Pirate Bald, we just want to save Xu Xian's life, we don't want to be enemies with you, don't bully others too much." !”

"Sigh... Just now I wanted to do my business and call Master Fa Hai. Now I've fallen out and call him Pirate Bald Fa Hai... You are so realistic..." Xu Youran shook his head helplessly and suddenly said seriously, " Don’t rush into it, let me introduce you to a friend first.”

"Friends?" An Long and An Qing looked at Xu Youran and Xu Youran with some confusion.

There are only three of them here, where are the others.

Xu Youran winked at Qingdai, and Qingdai understood that this meant activating the array array and starting the war immediately.

"Buzz..." A slight fluctuation came from the surrounding space, and the expressions on the An brothers' faces changed.

They are all strong men in the integration stage, so they still have this knowledge.

Formation!

No wonder Qingdai was walking around just now, like a curious baby. It turned out that she was setting up a formation.

But I didn't see what formation materials she used. Could it be a formation disk?

The two people's consciousness quickly swept out, and they were indeed restricted within this small space.

But even so, two against three, is the opponent a little too confident?

Just when the An brothers were in shock, Xu Youran waved his hand.

"Whoa!" A stunningly beautiful woman with a hot body appeared in the main hall.

Qingdai herself was a peerless beauty. Seeing this beauty who suddenly appeared, she couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of herself, let alone the An brothers.

The first thing the three of them thought about was how could there be such a perfect woman in the world.

Although the An brothers are both strong men in the Fusion stage, they are not lacking in combat experience, and their hands are full of blood.

However, their grasp of the timing of fighting is far inferior to that of professional warriors like Xu Youran and Ku Luoluo.

Alita is a human weapon born for war, and she is a murderous weapon in her own right.

To the An brothers, Qingdai and the others were all enemies, but they were all cultivators, and they just had to fight for their Taoism, so they had to pay more attention to etiquette and face.

Xu Youran didn't know how to talk to them about etiquette. The moment Alita appeared, a violent aura rose into the sky.

Anyway, due to the isolation of the formation, it will not be perceived by the outside world for the time being.

"Whoosh!" In a matter of inches, Alita straightened up, a scimitar flashing with a cold light, seducing people's soul.

Close-quarters combat is most suitable for combat partners like Alita, and Xu Youran and Ku Luoluo are also masters of it.

Such a small distance is not very friendly to practitioners.

The moment Alita activated, Xu Youran and Kuklulo also moved at the same time.

"Swish, swish, swish..." The long sword in Xu Youran's hand gave off a bit of cold light, and Ku Luoluo's frost knife was no less.

"Swish, swish, swish..." A row of sharp soil thorns rose into the sky from the An brothers' feet.

"boom

! "The Rainstorm Spear appeared out of thin air and attacked Anqing's backside by surprise.

"Crack!" Huge bone claws protruded from the ground and quickly grabbed the An brothers.

Nine crystal clear mirror shields quickly surrounded the entire lobby.

This time the mirror shield was not only used to reflect the shadow clones, but also to restrict the An brothers and prevent them from breaking through.

"Whoosh whoosh..." Xu Youran's countless shadow clones appeared.

Suddenly, in the lobby, countless Xu Youran, wearing red cassocks, stabbed the two of them with long swords.

The An brothers, who were shocked by the sudden change and were still marveling at Alita's beauty, were frightened to the point of death.

Even Qingdai, who knew clearly that she was going to take action, was completely confused.

Good and evil are not mutually exclusive, but the two sides have been entangled for many years and fought countless fierce battles. She has never seen such a decisive and cruel attack.

Compared to the fight with the disciples of Shi'e Spiritual Academy at Yuxuan Peak the day before, Fa Hai was much stronger?

Especially the stunning woman who appears out of thin air. Where does this come from?

The various strange spells that suddenly broke out were unprecedented and unheard of.

The majestic appearance just now turned to a playful smile. At this moment, Senior Brother Fahai was exuding terrifying pressure and murderous intent. You could even vaguely see the wailing of countless wronged souls behind him who died in vain.

Where is this Buddhist eminent monk?

He is clearly the bloody Yama who came from hell!

And Brother Hua Zang, he is obviously from the Buddhist lineage, why is he so violent and murderous?

Their eyes, which were obviously full of wisdom and compassion, were now cold and indifferent.

Coldness is the will and determination to kill, while indifference is contempt and disdain for life.

Once the war started, there was no trace of emotion in the eyes of Xu Youran, Kukluo and Alita.

At this moment, all three of them turned into emotionless killing machines.

There was no need for hatred, anger or pity for the enemy who must be killed.

In the blink of an eye, when life and death were at stake, An Long, An Qing and Qing Dai did not think of fighting, but a terrifying and desperate question.

How many lives had Fa Hai and Hua Zang, two Buddhist monks, slaughtered to have such violent murderous aura?

Unfortunately, Xu Youran and Kukluo would not answer this question because they themselves could not count.

The war broke out in an instant. An Long and An Qing had been in charge of Tianlian Dao, one of the six paths of the Demon Sect, for many years, and they were definitely not people who had gained their reputation in vain.

Unfortunately, under the siege of Xu Youran and the other four, the An brothers were not good enough.

Magic hands and smiling faces were their trademarks, and death was the trademark of Xu Youran and Kukluo.

Kukluolu, the former leader of the Illusion Brigade, who had traveled across the interstellar space and walked through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, began to show his powerful strength and outstanding talent after advancing to the sixth awakening.

In less than a cup of tea, the main hall was empty.

The waiters here were all ordinary people who knew nothing about it. After Xu Youran and the other two killed the An brothers, they left quietly.

The array that Qingdai hastily laid out barely withstood the impact of the aftermath of the battle.

But it was only temporary. The entire backyard would soon be completely destroyed. Now it was only intact in form.

The sky was getting darker and darker. The snow on the mountain had not stopped, and the rain in the city had not stopped.

The lights of various shops on the street gradually lit up, and the dim yellow gave people warmth.

There were not many pedestrians on the road. Occasionally, someone crossed this small street in the west of the city, and they were always in a hurry.

In such weather, no one would feel very good walking in the cold muddy water.

But there are always exceptions. A tall, thin, and somewhat down-and-out middle-aged man was obviously in a good mood.

Although his clothes were a little dirty and sloppy, and there was a stubble on his lips, his eyes were bright and deep, as if he had endless emotions and had seen through the vicissitudes of life.

While humming a little tune, he took up the wine gourd from time to time and drank a few sips of wine casually.

He didn't take the sparse drizzle seriously at all.

He only had a wine gourd in his hand, no umbrella, but a narrow knife hung on his waist.

Although he looked like an ordinary down-and-out ranger, he was very excited about the upcoming event.

Wanwan, a famous Jiangnan actor, has lived in Hangzhou for a long time. This time he came to Zhenjiang City to perform, which caused a sensation in the entire Zhenjiang City.

Countless wealthy businessmen, celebrities, and playboys swarmed in like flies smelling fishy smells.

Although no amount of money can get close to her, these stinky men still hold on to that unrealistic fantasy and spend money crazily.

Tonight, the great official Wanwan set up a banquet in Yicui Tower, and this down-and-out middle-aged man also accepted the invitation.

Although he had felt the taste of ecstasy in Hangzhou, it was only once.

Who wouldn't want to possess such a beautiful and talented beauty forever?

I heard that this time not only Wanwan, but also her sister Qingxuan will perform on the same stage.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man's heart became more and more hot.

Humming and singing a little song, he staggered and swayed through the small street.

Turning left is a busy road, turning right is a remote alley, and it is dark between the high walls.

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, and a barely noticeable evil smile hung on the corner of his lips, and walked towards the alley on the right.

Although there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers and masters in Zhenjiang City at this moment, it is not appropriate to use spiritual sense to explore everywhere.

However, the middle-aged man who has been wandering on the edge of life and death for many years and has been down and out has already sensed a sense of crisis.

With his powerful strength, he is naturally not afraid of ordinary villains. The one who can make him sense the sense of crisis should also be a master of the same level.

He couldn't think of anyone who would want to attack him at this time.

The disciples of Cihang Jingzhai are doing their best to help Xu Xian suppress his inner demons. The Jingnian Zen Sect relies on the mountain protection formation and 300 disciples to defend Jinshan Temple and will not go down the mountain easily.

Apart from these two families, he really can't think of anyone else who dares to make trouble.

The more skilled, the bolder. He really wants to see it.

"Patta, patta..." His heavy footsteps fell in the mud and water, echoing in the deep alley.

In the darkness ahead, two tall and straight figures slowly walked over.

These are two young monks wearing red cassocks.

One has slanting eyebrows, indifferent eyes, clasped hands, and a solemn appearance.

The other is extremely handsome, with a chic temperament, holding a rosary, and is gentle and elegant.

The two monks also did not bring umbrellas, and their steps were very firm, letting the raindrops fall on them, without murderous intent, without hostility, only calmness and calmness.

The middle-aged man was slightly startled, and a smile of understanding appeared on his face, and he looked back again.

At the entrance of the alley, two young women walked slowly.

One was wearing green clothes and holding an oil-paper umbrella, and her face was not very clear.

The other young woman had a hot body, wearing silver armor, without an umbrella, and looked at the middle-aged man coldly with an indifferent look.

Although he had never seen the two monks in front, he was not unfamiliar with them, and even heard them like thunder.

He knew the woman in green clothes behind him, but he had never seen the woman in silver armor.

Even though the night was dark, the woman still amazed him.

She was too perfect. Wanwan was slightly inferior to her.

But why couldn't he feel the vitality of a living person on that woman?

This thought suddenly emerged in the middle-aged man's mind.

Xu Youran put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, meet the donor Xiang."

"Do you recognize me?" The middle-aged man quickly adjusted his mood and looked at Xu Youran with interest, "Master Fahai, Master Huazang, I have heard of your great names for a long time."

"On a rainy night, you should bring a knife but not an umbrella..." Xu Youran smiled and said, "The six evil ways of the demon sect, Xiang Yutian."