Douluo's cute Douluo

But there were more than two people who came, and their master Sword Dou Luo Ning Fengzhi and Dugu Bo followed immediately.

As for Zhao Wuji, he was a little too weak, so he stayed outside to take care of them.

Ning Fengzhi and the others were already in the city, but they suddenly felt Qian Daoliu's top-notch angelic aura, and they rushed over immediately.

The two teams arrived almost at the same time, looking at the situation in front of them.

Hair scattered on the ground, the ground stained red with blood, the bald Juhuaguan lying on the ground, the bald ghost with martial arts, and the extremely weak Bibi Dong.

Of course, there is also Yan Mengmeng with a serious look on her face.

Yan Mengmeng really didn't expect Qiandaoliu to come, and Yan Mengmeng was really not sure about fighting against the limit Dou Luo, and she was also poisoned.

At the same time, the two teams took their seats next to their own and looked at each other.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Until Dugu Bo took the lead and couldn't help laughing.

"Haha...what's the matter with you little brat, you are quite bald! Hahaha..."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Mengmeng couldn't help it.

Seeing the beatings of these people on the opposite side, Gui Mei was angry, but it was just swearing.

"Old poison, you are courting death!"

Dugu Bo: "Well, this man is no longer good as he gets older. When a gust of wind passes, he will be bald."

Ghost:

I have to say that Dugu Bo's wave is full of momentum.

Seeing this situation, Qian Daoliu came forward slowly, stared at Yan Mengmeng and the others with a frown, and asked, "Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Sword Daochen Xin, why are you here?"

Jian Douluo: "Oh, it's you, why don't you stay in your Douluo Palace well, why come out?"

Qian Daoliu: "Boy Chen Xin, you have grown up. You dare to talk to me like this. Even your father would not dare to do this."

Mentioning this, Yan Mengmeng clearly felt her master Sword Douluo clenched his fists, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Not scared, but angry.

Shaking her head, Yan Mengmeng grabbed Sword Douluo's hand. The big hand, which was full of calluses and weathered, was completely cold.

However, Yan Mengmeng's arrival gradually warmed up, and Sword Douluo also calmed down. Looking at Yan Mengmeng's worried look, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Of course, Sword Douluo wasn't the only one who came to a realization after seeing this scene.

And Qian Daoliu from Wuhundian: "Is this person from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

Before that, Qian Daoliu had been paying attention to Yan Mengmeng, who was dressed in a black soul power coat and surrounded by ten black soul rings.

He knew that Bibi Dong had not lied to him. This girl might really be a god.

Yan Mengmeng: "Forget it, it's been so long and I haven't formally known each other. I'm Heijue, and the Second Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect enshrines the disciples of the ancient Banyan Bone Douluo."

That's right, the identity that Yan Mengmeng suddenly thought of.

Although Ning Fengzhi was a little surprised, he didn't reveal too much.

On the other hand, Qian Daoliu frowned, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect should not be underestimated!

Regardless of whether this person is a god or not, Dugu Bo here has the strength of a full five titles including Jian Douluo's little apprentice.

But that's all, as long as this black is definitely not a true god, no amount of it will be futile.

Qian Daoliu: "Then let the old man meet you, Seraphim!"

Immediately, the golden soul power on the field burst out bravely, and a hundred-foot-tall golden seraphim appeared behind Qian Daoliu, and then soul rings began to emerge, slipping off the top of the seraph martial soul one by one .

Seeing this scene, Yan Mengmeng frowned.

It's not that he's afraid of the pressure of this angel Wuhun, but that this is the city, what should he do to fight ordinary people here?

Although Yan Mengmeng doesn't care too much about the life and death of irrelevant people, it doesn't mean that even if she doesn't have the strength to face Wang Dahammer's situation, she won't come forward to stop it.

Just as he was thinking, Ning Fengzhi had already realized this problem, and stepped forward and said, "Old man, do you want to start a war in this city?"

The angel's golden light illuminated the entire small town, and there was a figure floating in the golden light, it was the Qian Dao Liu who had just launched the martial spirit.

Now, his whole aura is completely different. Yan Mengmeng can clearly feel how powerful he is, and I am afraid that he can only fight with his full strength.

Everyone was terrified by the scene in front of them, even his master Sword Douluo had a troubled face.

At the same time, Qian Daoliu in the air looked down at the small crowd and responded slowly: "Start a war? You are wrong. Our Spirit Hall is just killing evil spirits!"

As he spoke, the angel Wuhun in the air looked closely at Yan Mengmeng.

Qian Daoliu's soul-stirring voice sounded again: "You say yes, the demon who killed so many people in my Wuhun Hall - Heijue!"

Yan Mengmeng:? ? ?

"Old man, your operation is really unexpected!"

Of course, Yan Mengmeng's voice was too small compared to Qian Daoliu who turned on the Seraphim loudspeaker.

So in the eyes of the ordinary people outside, this is the situation!

Passerby A: "Look, everyone, what is that?"

Passerby B: "Angel Wuhun? People from Wuhun Temple."

……

Passerby A: "Look, that's the Great Enshrinement Master of Wuhun Palace. He said he wants to kill evil spirits."

Passerby B: "Yes, I heard it, but there are actually evil spirits here."

Passerby A: "Did you hear that, the evil spirit killed dozens of people from the Wuhun Palace?"

Passer-by B: "Yes, yes, Wuhundian must have sacrificed to stop this evil spirit Heijue."

Passerby A: "Well, support Wuhundian, Wuhundian will win!"

Passersby: "Support Wuhun Palace, Wuhun Palace will win!!!"

……

Not surprisingly, they also heard the shouts of the masses.

It has to be said that Qian Daoliu turned his back on the guest, turned the truth upside down, and everyone in Yan Mengmeng was a little caught off guard!

From an outsider’s perspective, it seems that this is really the case!

Yan Mengmeng, who represents evil black, represents the angel of justice.

After all, it's still a loser move!

Qiandaoliu, on the other hand, continued to turn on his angel loudspeaker, with a hint of urgency in his old voice: "People in the city, get out of here quickly. Qibao Glazed Sect, you are actually helping evil spirits to harm all living beings. Today I, the Spirit Hall, will fight until death!"

Ning Fengzhi: ...

Yan Mengmeng: "Old man, where is the dignity of your Wuhun Palace?"

Qian Daoliu landed slowly, looked back at Bibi Dong, then shook his head, sighed, and said nothing.

Afterwards, when he came to Ning Fengzhi, the old voice sounded: "In the end, you also saw it. Now, you Qibao Glazed Tile School still want to help her?"

Ning Fengzhi: "Haha, it's ridiculous, Tang Hao and you all used this kind of method back then, right? Do you think we will be the same as Haotianzong?"

Jian Douluo: "Stop talking nonsense, just come if you want to fight!"

As expected of his own master, he just does it without saying anything.

As soon as the Seven Killing Sword came out, he raised the sword and pointed it at Qian Daoliu in front of him.