Peerless Xuantian Record

Chapter 167
Although Wan Tianchou fought Yan Ruogu for the first time, he didn't dare to relax his vigilance against this young man, because he had heard too many rumors about Yan Ruogu recently, even Fusang's number one Martial God died in the His hands are a testament to his martial arts skills.Therefore, Wan Tianchou's palm gathered [-]% of his gong power.

Just as Yan Ruogu was about to raise his palms to greet him, suddenly a figure flickered in front of him.

"Snapped"

Wan Tianchou met the palm with the person in front of him.Wan Tianchou took half a step back, and the person in front of him also took a step back.

Wan Tianchou looked at the gray-haired man in front of him, and said with a smile, "Hehe, Yan Qingyang, you finally made a move."

It is true that the person who came was Yan Qingyang, Yan Ruogu stepped forward and said: "Father, I will deal with him."

Yan Qingyang said in a deep voice: "This old thief's skill is as deep as Shunichi Nakagawa's back then. You are not his opponent. As a father, you are not sure that you can beat him."

Wan Tianchou sneered and said, "Both of you, father and son, go up together."

Yan Qingyang was not too polite, and said seriously: "Gu'er, today my father and son joined forces to kill the enemy, and wiped out this devil, so as to eliminate this evil for the martial arts."

Yan Ruogu said loudly: "Okay, father, we father and son are of the same heart, and their strength can cut through gold. Let this devil be buried here today."

Wan Tianchou snorted coldly: "There's too much nonsense, let's do it." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his palm and attacked Yan's father and son.

At this time, Xu Zongren on the other side waved to the dozens of masters who came behind him and said: "Come on, kill them all."

"Yes"

Those dozens of masters all flew towards Xiao Jin and others who were watching the battle like arrows off the string.The original duel between Yan's father and son and Wan Tianchou suddenly turned into a scuffle, and the scene was chaotic. . .

Xiao Jin and others were surrounded by dozens of masters, and everyone tried their best to resist.

Shui Ling and Lan Bier guarded in front of Xingyun Liushui, Lan Bier used Tianyin Dance to resist the attacks of the masters, and Shui Ling cooperated with Lan Bier with his own unique skills.But Xiao Jin and Bai Shaotang stood behind Xingyun Liushui, and each of them used their unique martial arts to resist with difficulty.At this moment, suddenly, a sword stabbed obliquely from Shui Ling's side, and went straight to her back, almost an inch away from Shui Ling's back.Hand, a big and powerful hand tightly grasped the blade of the sword, dispelling the crisis.Shui Ling happened to turn her head and saw all this, she said in shock: "Brother Bai, you..."

The person who came to the rescue was Bai Shaotang, and before Shui Ling finished speaking, Bai Shaotang was slapped firmly on the chest, as the saying goes: two fists are no match for four hands.No matter how advanced their martial arts are, under the attack of so many masters, it is almost impossible to retreat completely.

Bai Shaotang got a palm on his chest, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth, dyeing the white skirt of his chest bright red, and he fell slowly to one side. . . . . .

"Brother Bai..." Shui Ling hugged him, holding his bloody hand, her eyes were flushed.

Without the support of Bai Shaotang and Shui Ling, Lan Bier and Xiao Jin suddenly felt more pressured.The situation on this side is precarious, and it may be broken by the opponent's master at any time.

At this critical moment, four figures suddenly flashed around Xiao Jin and the others, quickly forcing the masters beside them back one by one.These four people stood in the four corners of the southeast, northwest, and turned their backs to them. Xiao Jin showed joy on his face.What a familiar figure, looking at these four tall figures, Xiao Jin excitedly said: "You are finally here."

"Not only them, but also us." A voice sounded in the air.

Immediately there was confusion among the masters of the Demon Realm, a white shadow flashed in front of Xiao Jin's eyes, a handsome young man stood with his sword in his hand, the person who came was Yan Qingyang's proud disciple Geng Tianjin, and those four were the Saibei four brothers. . . . . . .

(End of this chapter)