The killer bodyguard of the beautiful president

After hanging up the phone, Mu Qianxue looked at Wang Yan and didn't say much.

Wang Yan stood up slowly and walked outside.

Mu Qianxue did not follow, she knew that Wang Yan needed to be alone.

That afternoon, the envoy from the Shura Temple came to the training base in Jiangnan City.

"Greetings, Lord God King!" The other party bowed and saluted after seeing Wang Yan.

Wang Yan waved his hand, "You have the wrong name."

"No, you are the God King Shura."

The other party looked serious, "Although I am the envoy of Shura Temple, this time I came here under the order of Zhang Jun to send you a letter of challenge."

"But including me, most of the people in the Shura Temple don't recognize Zhang Jun! Only you are the veritable God King of Shura!"

Wang Yan didn't care about these things, "You said, Zhang Jun sent you over to fight me?"

"Yes!"

The envoy nodded and said: "Zhang Jun asked me to come and inform you that on the eighth day of April, I will let you go to the Shrine of Shura to fight for life and death!"

"If you can't make it to the appointment on time, he will lead the people from Shura Temple to kill Mu's family and kill them all!"

Wang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, with a trace of inexplicable anger.

Zhang Jun really became very bloodthirsty!

There is no cure!

"okay, I get it."

"Go back and report to Zhang Jun, I will definitely go to the appointment on time!"

Wang Yan spoke indifferently.

The messenger's eyes changed, "Master God King, you must be careful when you go this time."

"Recently, Zhang Jun's cultivation base has improved rapidly, and his strength is also very terrifying."

"From the bottom of my heart, I hope that you can defeat Zhang Jun and take charge of the Shura Temple! If Zhang Jun continues to torment, the Shura Temple will be destroyed after all!"

After finishing speaking, the emissary said with solemn eyes: "The little one will take his leave first, and go back to report to Zhang Jun."

"I and the few old brothers in the Shura Temple are waiting for the king of the gods in the Shura Temple! Get rid of Zhang Jun, the scourge!"

He bowed and saluted, turned and left.

Wang Yan didn't speak, but a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Even if Zhang Jun sat on the throne of Shura Temple, he was unpopular, and it might be another form of failure."

"Also very sad!"

Mu Qianxue didn't care about this, and said softly: "I still say the same thing, since you have reached this point, then you don't need to be polite to him."

"Shoot when it's time to do it! Zhang Jun also deserved what he deserved, and he took the initiative to seek death!"

Wang Yan nodded, "Brothers who lived and died in the past, now have to meet each other in battle, fighting to the death, it is really helpless and sad!"

"There is still more than a month, let the Shura fighters strengthen their training and prepare for the battle!"

During this month, under Wang Yan's leadership, a thousand Shura warriors worked harder to cultivate.

Everyone's cultivation level has been raised by one level.

The person with the lowest cultivation has also reached the intermediate god level.

Most of the Shura fighters are already god-level high-level strength.

There are still many people who have reached the peak of the god level.

More than a dozen Shura fighters performed very well.

Successfully entered the ranks of Houtian Realm.

The eighth day of the fourth month of the lunar calendar, NO.20 of May in the Gregorian calendar.

Wang Yan led the crowd to the Shura Temple abroad.

The Shura army is dispatched again!

This time he came to Shura Temple, and he returned after five years since he left last time!

He is no longer alone.

There are many helpers around, and a Shura army has been formed.

This force has surpassed the combined strength of the eight overseas temples back then!

at that time.

Shura Temple.

above the hall.

Zhang Jun sat on the throne with an arrogant look on his face.

He was waiting for Wang Yan to come and fight him to the death.

This time, he has absolute certainty that he can kill Wang Yan.

As long as Wang Yan dies in his hands, he can tell the world that Zhang Jun is the only Shura God King!

Beside Zhang Jun stood a long black sword.

The saber left by the young palace master back then has now become Zhang Jun's weapon.

"Wang Yan, will you come and fight with me today?"

"Don't be a shrinking turtle!"

Zhang Jun sneered playfully.

At this moment, a spy from Shura Temple hurried in to report.

"Reporting to the God King, Wang Yan is leading a team of thousands of people and heading towards the Shura Temple."

"It's less than twenty kilometers away from the temple!"

"it is good!"

Zhang Jun shouted, "Wang Yan, you are finally here! This is the moment I've been waiting for!"

"Did you bring the team over here? Heh heh, let's destroy your team together!"

"Everyone, go out of the gate of the main hall and face Wang Yan! Everyone will be killed without mercy!"

Many commanders below looked at each other in blank dismay, and had no choice but to carry out Zhang Jun's order.

With the people of Shura Temple, they lined up in front of the temple gate.

Not long after, Wang Yan rushed to the gate of the Shura Temple with the Shura army.

The entire Shura Temple is all black and looks solemn.

But it also appears to be extremely depressing.

In front of the main hall, there are as many platforms as a football field.

All are paved with bluestone slabs.

Below the platform, there are 99 steps, all of which are blue and black.

The Shura Temple stands majestically above.

After Wang Yan brought people over, he needed to look up at the temple.

"Hehe, this Asura Temple is so imposing!" Hu Wenbing exclaimed.

Xiao Keqing also nodded.

The two of them have lived in the Yundi clan tribe all year round, and have never seen such a magnificent temple.

Although Xiao Qing has never been to Shura Temple, but as the senior sister of Xuanji Pavilion, it is not surprising that there are many such halls in Xuanji Pavilion.

Xiaoying and Nazi felt a lot more emotional at this moment.

It is equivalent to the two of them, one is a small killer, and the other is one of the eight king kong inside the ninja organization.

It cannot be compared with Shura Temple.

At that time, when they mentioned the Shrine of Shura, apart from admiration, there was also fear in their eyes.

At this moment, standing in front of this behemoth, they no longer feel the same as they did back then.

That's what happened!

"Zhang Jun, I'm here for the appointment! Come out and fight!" Wang Yan shouted.

hehehe...

Zhang Jun sat on the throne of the main hall, and laughed loudly, "Wang Yan, let you and I make a complete end today! Who is the real Shura God King!"

"You are obsessed with obsession!" Wang Yan replied, "I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore, just do it!"

"Don't worry! Since you came here with your own team, you are still known as the Shura army! Then let's see, your motley army is more powerful than the real Shura fighters in my Shura Temple!"

Zhang Jun sneered.

The two just talked to each other without seeing each other.

"Asura generals obey the order, kill Wang Yan and others! Kill without mercy!" Zhang Jun ordered in a cold voice.

Those commanders took the lead in rushing over.

However, as soon as he left the platform and rushed to the steps, the shouting stopped.

He took the initiative to throw away his weapon and expressed his surrender to Wang Yan.

This scene stunned Wang Yan and the Shura warriors behind him.

Have you taken the initiative to admit defeat?

"Master God King, we are willing to be loyal to you! Kill Zhang Jun, this treacherous person!"

Several commanders clasped their hands together.

Wang Yan didn't say much, "You guys step back first."

Lift your feet and walk towards the steps.

snort!

Inside the Shura Temple, Zhang Jun snorted coldly, "A bunch of scum! I should have killed you all in the first place!"

"Wang Yan, are you a little proud at the moment? I feel that I have betrayed my relatives, and they have all betrayed me and surrender to you!"

"Hahaha, they are just pawns in my hand! Dispensable existence! Let me show you, the real Shura warriors under my hands!"

After the voice fell, a group of people in black appeared.

Everyone has a Shura mask on their face, which looks very strange.

The displayed cultivation bases are all acquired cultivation bases.

There are highs and lows!

Wang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, this Shura Temple has become so weird!

He has encountered similar situations more than once.

The first Dongyang Ninja organization, and later Alcatraz.

The Shura Temple in front of me has also become like this!

Those black-robed emissaries actually penetrated so strongly!

Even the Shrine of Shura was infiltrated and turned into a puppet!

"Zhang Jun, you are so pathetic! You have become a running dog of evil forces!"

Wang Yan shouted coldly, "Today I will use the long sword in my hand to send you on your way!"