looked around at the surrounding samurai and roared in their native language.Five samurai charged toward Fang Yu.Fang Yu held the long sword in his hand, its blade faintly trembling, emitting a subtle..."You... are truly a couple of despicable wretches." 。Yuan Sanquan endured the anger in his chest and said: 。"Shall we make a move" Li Mo Fan had already walked in front of Yuan Sanquan. 。To be honest, Yuan Sanquan really wanted to punch Li Mo Fan in the face. 。But he knew he couldn't do that. 。Before their eyes stood two individuals, one at the Yin-Yang Realm and the other possessing the might of the Great Vehicle Realm. 。Even if Yuan Sanquan could fight Li Mo Fan to a draw, no one inside the Zhulong Pavilion would be able to stop Yang Qing'er. 。Because, the woman Yang Qing'er... also entered the Holy Court. 。Once you have entered the Sacred Court, your strength will certainly not be inflated. 。

While a true cultivator of Mahayana realm strength is unmatched by even countless cultivators in the Hunyuan or Shenhua stages. 。Yuan Sanquan had no doubt that Yang Qing'er was capable of slaughtering the Zhulong Pavilion. 。So, no matter how angry... all I can do right now is endure. 。"Don't move Good, I was afraid that after I killed you, I wouldn't find anyone to have fun with." 。"Li Mo Fan smiled, raised his right hand, and patted Yuan Sanquan's face. " 。Yuan Sanquan lowered his head slightly and remained silent. 。

“I still have things to do, see you next time, Lao Yuan”power, and the top ten figures were like gods, untouchable.Only then would they understand that in the face of true power, so-called underworld bigwigs and kings... were utterly pathetic.There are peo...