My wife is a sword god

The moment the words fell, all the Asuras had an illusion.

The old man not far away suddenly seemed like a god standing tall in the sky, blocking their way forward.

Invincible, insurmountable!

The terrifying pressure came over like a tsunami of beasts, and Asura, who was less powerful, couldn't help but tremble.

But no one took a step back!

For the Asura tribe, fear is more shameful than death.

Sha Tianluo sneered, releasing his aura and confronting the old man's aura.

The world was turbulent in an instant, and the space was trembling.

With strength reaching their level, even before they start fighting, it is enough to scare away most people.

Seeing the murderous intent on both sides getting more intense, the confrontation seemed to only happen in the next moment.

However, a figure in white clothes and white hair appeared out of thin air high in the sky, stopping the terrifying murderous aura.

"Master Tianjian." Sha Tianluo murmured with his eyes narrowed.

Daqian, one civilized and one martial, the two pillars appeared together.

Even the fearless Asura clan felt the pressure, and then they were eager to try. The instinct to fight without fear of strong enemies has long been engraved in the bones of their clan.

The Imperial Master of Tianjian said calmly: "Why are you here? Do you want to break the original agreement with your own hands?"

Bimala said: "We are here to see Deng Mo. If the old guy dies, the agreement will naturally no longer exist."

"If Deng Mo had not died, what you have done has gone too far." Tianjian Imperial Master glanced at the crowd indifferently, showing his composure without anger.

Although such words have been said by Dongyu Si Mingqiu Wuhen before, the effects of saying it will naturally be different for people of different levels.

At this moment, Tianjiluo shouted in a cold voice: "Don't talk nonsense to us. Call that old guy out. Since he is alive, there is no need to hide the truth."

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice suddenly sounded: "Do you want to see me?"

"Deng Mo, he's not dead?!"

Thousands of miles away from Fengtian City, the Asura clan is entrenched, and their pressure creates strange phenomena, which naturally attracts the attention of countless people in Fengtian City.

And when Deng Mo appeared, all the secret enemies who had planned this sudden change were in disbelief.

Among them, Face C is definitely the best, because it is him who takes action to deal with the other party!

He was 100% sure that he had penetrated the old guy's body and crushed his beating heart!

After being shocked, Bingmian, who suddenly realized that the matter was revealed, ran out of the palace without even thinking about it.

But the two figures have been waiting for a long time. They are dressed in black and wearing red masks. Could it be that they are Face A and Face B with the highest combat power in the Prison Luo Division?

Red blood stained the black clothes. It seemed that the two of them had killed many people before they came here.

Seeing this, Face C immediately took out the magic medicine from his arms and took it into his body.

The power of the magic medicine is astonishing, and the backlash is naturally extremely terrifying. Taking two pills in a short period of time will cause unimaginable damage to the body.

But facing these two people, C Mian can only get a chance of survival by making a desperate move.

After a stick of incense, Bing fell face down in a pool of blood, his limbs twisted like twists, and his breath gradually dissipated.

Yi Mian glanced at the twisted left arm and said calmly: "The effect is indeed as amazing as Master Deng said before."

"There are still remnants of the Poison Sect, and they have created a magical medicine. I need to explain this to Your Majesty." After leaving these words, A Mian disappeared from the spot.

On the other side, the Ministry of Punishment officials and the Monster Slaying Division joined forces, and a massive arrest swept through Fengtian City.

Dozens of people, ranging from court officials to traffickers and pawns, were detained.

The swords were sharp and the heads were rolling.

Before these people died, they all cried out that they had been wronged.

Chen Nian did not resist, and even directly removed the shrunken bones and painted skin, restoring his true appearance.

The moment he learned that Deng Mo was not dead, he already knew that the young master's plan might have been discovered by the Imperial Master Tianjian.

Qin Feng's figure appeared in front of him, which confirmed his suspicion.

At this point, the two of them didn't have too much nonsense or conversation.

Qin Feng asked aloud: "Why do you want to kill me? Were you the one who arranged those assassins outside the palace?"

The young man did not hide anything and told the truth about his brother's death in Jinyang City.

"I see." Qin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little sorry that both brothers were in his hands.

The bright long knife was already hanging above his head. Before he died, the man asked his last doubt: "How did you hide it from the truth? Our people clearly saw that Deng Mo and the prince were dead and could not die anymore."

Qin Feng didn't take it seriously: "You have forgotten the Tushan Fox Clan's natal magical power."

The man's eyes widened and he reacted belatedly.

But his head has been separated, and even if he is unwilling to do so, he can only die with the wind.

The Tushan Fox Clan is good at the art of illusion and enchantment, and those scenes are only 30% true and 70% false.

Moreover, these people would never have dreamed that there were no prostitutes in Hu Yanxuan on that rainy night. There were only assassins like them who had changed their appearance, laughing happily into the air in the lobby.

In this way, wouldn't it be easy for the Prison Luo Division and the Demon Slayer Division to uncover these villains?

It was obviously a joyful thing to have the secret enemy removed, but Qin Feng's brows did not relax.

Turning his head to look at the fission in the sky, he clearly understood that the real crisis for the human race was far from over.

Deng Mo is not dead, the Asura tribe can just follow the agreement and go home, and come back when Deng Mo really dies.

As for establishing a new agreement?

How could the Asura tribe, who had been fooled once, fall into the trap again?

The future is unpredictable.

"Teacher, what will you do?" Qin Feng muttered to himself.

Sha Tianluo looked at Deng Mo's figure with a ferocious look, and his strong anger and murderous intent almost turned into reality.

How could he not see that the silver-haired man who conveyed the message was deceived.

From beginning to end, it was just a plan of Tianjian Guoshi.

Sha Tianluo waved his right arm to the right, and the huge mountain disappeared in the blink of an eye. This was him venting his anger.

"Let's go."

The reaction of the Asura tribe was just as Qin Feng expected. They did not do anything extraordinary, but chose to return to the extreme border of the East Region.

But at this moment, Tianjian State Master spoke again: "Are you going to go back like this?"

The burly Asura King paused, turned his back and shouted coldly: "Old man, are you going to stop us?"

"Of course not, I just have a suggestion."

Sha Tianluo did not respond, as if waiting for words.

Then Tianjian State Master said lightly: "The human race is willing to form an alliance with the Asura clan. You can enter and exit the territory of Daqian freely.

If there is a disaster in the future, you can fight together."

After the voice fell, it seemed that even the wind in the vast world stopped, and it was unusually quiet.

In a moment, all the Asuras laughed wildly, shaking the earth.

"Tianjian State Master, you are really old and confused."

"Have you ever seen a lion and a mouse become allies?"