Son-in-law Dan Zun

"Each one, resist one person!"

A voice came from the blood-clothed guard.

They were originally two blood-clothed guards, and they had a certain tacit understanding, able to join hands to form a battle formation against the enemy.

At this moment, feeling the pressure given by Mo Fan and Yaoyue, naturally he did not dare to underestimate the enemy in the slightest.

"it is good!"

The sound of drinking, resounded at the same time.

Immediately, the two blood-clothed guard teams set up their battlefields.

For a time, there was a terrifying blood shrouded their bodies.

Terrible energy fluctuations surging in the battlefield, that power looks extremely terrifying.

Everyone is the pinnacle of the true spiritual realm, and coupled with the blessing of the battle formation, how strong the strength will be, you can imagine.

Even if it was another team that lacked blood, the battle formation they laid out would not be much worse.

Mo Fan and Yaoyue didn't change their faces, and they did not turn their heads back when they opened their bows. Naturally, it is impossible to say fear at this time.

The black epee is still there, and the spear is like a broken bamboo!

"Blood Day!"

A loud shout resounded from the two teams at the same time.

The monstrous blood came from the battle formation, frantically gathering, like a round of blood-colored scorching sun, extremely dazzling and dazzling.

Above the scorching sun, there seemed to be an inextinguishable fire burning.

The Blood Sun lifted into the sky, each facing Mo Fan and Demon Moon. At this moment, the two of them only felt that their blood was boiling and they were about to be burned.

Especially Mo Fan, he didn't feel that there was a low growl in his mouth.

That sound was like a low roar from instinct, like the sound of a tiger's roar.

"Boom!"

An astonishing sound of convergence erupted.

At this moment, Blood Sun burst out with endless blood light, carrying a devastating force, drowning the figures of Mo Fan and Demon Yue.

Yaoyue's handsome face was extremely cold.

There was a flickering of magical light in those eyes, making the golden characters on the spear seem to turn into an indestructible light at this moment.

"punish!"

The spear's power has become stronger, and the characters of ‘Zhu’ have exploded with incomparable killing power.

The other side!

Mo Fan's blood, under the influence of the Blood Sun, became extremely boiling and enthusiastic.

Every cell in his body can faintly burst out a force at this moment.

This force, individually, is not considered strong, but when countless forces are superimposed, the eruption can move mountains and seas and destroy the world.

"Boom!" Mo Fan's figure holding a black epee became unprecedentedly burly, filled with incomparable domineering power.

Luo Wushu was secretly frightened.

A large part of the extraordinaryness of the two is due to the extraordinary life experience and family.

Although they simply heard the two talk about their family, they still feel that there is a veil of mystery.

In terms of strength, the family of the two is definitely no less than the forces in the Shenzhou Continent.

And if compared with the Bloody Clothes Tower, it is definitely stronger than one grade.

But such a family did not join the world at all, but was hidden on an unknown island without a name.

Why is this?

Disdain to join the WTO, or can't it?

If not, what is the problem?

It's not that Luo Wushu never asked these questions, but the answers Mo Fan and Yao Yue got from the family were the same.

"The time has come, you will know it naturally!"

Of course, Luo Wushu would ask these questions, but there is another question mainly because of An Yixue.

After all, An Yixue is still practicing in Mo Fan's family.

If you don't care, you are fake!

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There was a rumbling sound, and the pupils of countless people shrank suddenly in the next instant.

They saw that the blood sun was broken open, and there were two invincible figures, smashing a way out of the **** sky.

"Boom! Boom!"

The deep sound resounded together.

It was the spear and the black epee with their respective remaining powers, falling on the battle formation formed by two blood-clothed guards.

"Boom! Boom!"

The battle formation was destroyed, and the blood-clothed figures were shaken apart, and for a while, a muffled sound continued to be heard.

"This..." In the eyes of countless people, there was a deep consternation.

Are the two gods of war?

The blood-clothed guards will be broken when they go down the battlefield...

"call out!"

At this moment, there was a golden figure, like an incarnation of a golden-winged big peng bird, flying through the space crazily.

When that figure passed a blood-clothed guard, it would be accompanied by a flash of purple light, bringing up a bright red.

That is the cold light of the Purple Blood Sword, a sword seals the throat!

"Be careful, get closer!"

Among these blood-clothed guards, someone immediately burst into mouth and hurriedly stabilized their figure and gathered together.

But just for a short moment, there were six figures, and they were successfully attacked and killed by Luo Wushu, and the corpse fell into the void.

"boom!"

The ground trembled, and the hearts of countless people trembled violently.

Their gazes looked at the blood-clothed figures that fell to the ground in a complicated manner, and they were all powerhouses at the peak of the True Spirit Realm.

In the entire White Tiger City, among the tens of millions of people, there are only a handful of existences stronger than them.

However, he was killed instantly!

Seeing that he couldn't continue the attack, Luo Wushu's figure flickered and fell back to Mo Fan and Yaoyue.

"Good evil three!"

Countless eyes stared at the three incomparable figures, and couldn't help but admire and yearn for them.

Who doesn't want to be dazzling in the world?

Who doesn't want to be unparalleled?

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"Damn you guys!"

Many blood-clothed guards gritted their teeth and looked at the three Luo Wushu.

"Come here if you have the ability!" Mo Fan grinned, and the black epee in his hand suddenly heard the sound of swords.

Suddenly, many blood-clothed guards couldn't help but back off.

"Look at them, you are scared, coward!" Mo Fan smiled sarcastically.

The loss of him and Yaoyue is not small, it is difficult to spur the previous offensive again.

"Blood team, are you still okay?" A blood-clothed guard roared and shouted, his voice roaring.

At the same time, another signal flare ascended into the sky, bursting out incomparably splendid blood.

"let's go!"

Luo Wushu and the three looked at each other.

In the next instant, the three of them turned around at the same time and flew towards the three of Mo Qingcheng, intending to take them away.

At this time, love war is not a wise choice.

No one knows, when Xueyi will come back, will it directly break into the spiritual realm.

"what to do?"

"Do you want to keep them?"

Many blood-clothed guards looked at each other, and immediately, there were voices of opposition.

"What to save, fate?"

"That Xueyi took advantage of it and hid it, asking us to work hard here, where is such a good thing."

The person who spoke was the captain of one of the blood-clothed guards, and the deputy team appointed by Xue Yi.

This task cannot be completed, and the target of accountability for the original poster is Xueyi, not them.

They are naturally unwilling and continue to fight with their lives.

And they didn't try their best, just because the three Luo Wushu were too enchanting.

"I want to go, do I agree?"

At this moment, a voice sounded.

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