Supreme Celestial Devil Chapter 545: Snatch the tribute girl
The white long gauze covers the entire purple wooden chariot, making it difficult to see who is inside?
However, Ning Xiaochuan's mind is strong. It is not an ordinary layer of tulle that can cover his eyes, so he can naturally see the purple-clothed woman sitting inside. (First release)
It's not that Zi Hanyan who has seen her face several times in Tianshi City, her face is very beautiful, her eyebrows are like willow leaves, her eyes are like pools of water, she is smart, and she is comparable to an extraordinary woman.
It's just that, no matter how clever she is, it is difficult to fight against the Devil's Palace. In order for the Zi Clan not to be suppressed by the Demon's Palace, she can only be regarded as a "tribute girl" and pay tribute to her.
Of course, she also knew that she might not even be able to see the real body of Li, and she would only become a furnace for the moonless son. Even if she knew that the end would be tragic, but she couldn't resist and could only choose to obey.
Even the ancestors of the Zi Clan couldn't protect her, how could she resist?
"The Devil's Palace is getting more and more excessive. Using the tribute as a pretext, it condensed wealth, indiscriminately killed innocents, and robbed female relatives. Now even the nine great clans are not in the eyes, and the pride of the purple race is openly All the women will be snatched away."
"No way! Who calls the 獠 too powerful? Even the Zi Clan can only swallow his anger and sacrifice a younger woman to preserve the entire Zi Clan."
"The "Yin and Yang Sutra" practiced by Mr. Wuyue has reached the state of the Eighth Chongyang Fire. If you want to reach the state of the Ninth Chongyang Fire, you must look for the cauldron. The Nine Double Ninth Flames gave the cultivation success. Zihanyan is the most outstanding prince of the Zi clan. She owns the "Ice and Snow Heart Palace" and is the best object for the furnace."
"In order to help Prince Wuyue win the cauldron, I heard that even Nangongming, the deputy master of the Demon's Hall, had personally visited the Zi Clan and put pressure on the Zi Clan's king."
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On both sides of the street, many monks are talking in low voices, some are regretting, some are gloating, and even more are angry, but they just say a few words of exclamation, even if it is not pleasing to the eyes of the Devil’s Palace, and Who would dare to really offend the Devil's Hall?
"Boom!"
A two-story house fell from mid-air and smashed into the tribute team. A tribute cart was overturned. Two soldiers guarding the tribute cart were thrown out and crushed. Below the ruins.
There was chaos on the street.
The tribute convoy stopped.
"Swish!"
A group of warriors dressed in black came out from the crowd, black cloth masked, with a cold murderous aura, holding black war knives in their hands, like a group of death gods rushing into a convoy of tribute.
"Puff!"
"Puff!"
The black-clothed warriors' cultivation bases are very powerful, like a group of fierce wolves, just a breath of time passed, and more than a dozen armored soldiers who escorted tribute to deal with were brought down. [First Release]
One of the tall black warriors, like a leader, broke into Zihanyan's chariot, grabbed Zihanyan's wrist, and took her away.
These black-clothed warriors are very quick and well-trained. They quickly killed the team guards who escorted the tribute to pieces, and they were about to leave with the purple cold smoke!
"Shoo!"
A sharp white brilliance flew out from the golden dragon elephant cart at the front, changing dozens of directions in a row, and the speed was as fast as a stream of light!
When the white brilliance stopped, everyone could see clearly that it was a man in white!
It's just that his speed is too fast, so it looks like a white light.
"Boom! Boom..."
Dozens of black-clothed warriors with powerful cultivation bases all fell to the ground. There was a finger-sized blood hole at the center of the eyebrows, with red blood and white brains flowing out of it.
In just an instant, dozens of martial arts masters were killed. These methods are really shocking, shocking the monks on both sides of the street!
He is the first strongest among the younger generation of Jiuyuejiang, the son of no moon.
The Moonless Son is not a gentle and beautiful man, but a burly, national-shaped face, dark skin, thick eyebrows, and a body over two meters tall!
He was standing in the middle of the street with his hands on his back, like an iron tower, staring sharply at the head of the warrior in black and the purple cold smoke standing opposite, snorted coldly, and said: "Master Lian Wang I dare to **** the tribute, you are so brave!"
"If it is really a tribute to Lord Li, I will naturally not **** it. However, some people use the prestige of Lord Li to seek their own benefits. Why don't I dare to **** it? "The black-clothed warrior's leader stood in front of Zi Hanyan, and whispered: "Yan'er, you go first, I'll stop him."
Zi Hanyan tightly pulled the arm of the black-clothed warrior's leader, pursed his lips, and shook his head vigorously.
The Moonless Young Master sneered and said: "No one can leave today!"
A raging flame appeared on his skin, turning red, like a piece of iron that was burned red, and sparks would appear on the air and his skin.
With a movement, he rushed towards Zihanyan and the leader of the black warrior.
Prince Wuyue punched a pair of blazing fists, condensing two phantom heads of fire unicorns, and erupting a terrifying beast roar.
The black-clothed warrior's leader and Zi Hanyan simultaneously played martial arts supernatural powers to resist the past, but in just an instant, the two of them were blown out and fell dozens of feet away.
In the face of the terrifying combat power of the Moonless Son, the two of them couldn't resist even a round, and they suffered heavy losses at the same time.
"Boom!"
The speed of the son without moon is agile, and in an instant, he rushed to the head of the black warrior. Before the black warrior's chief had not reacted, he chopped off the head of the black warrior with a palm. His right leg was cut off.
"Ah..."
The leader of the black warrior let out a scream, the whole right leg was unconscious, the blood vein at the knee was broken, blood flowed out, and a large area of the ground was soaked in red.
"Father!"
Zi Hanyan clutched his chest, with a trace of blood in the corner of his mouth, tears in his eyes, and rushed towards the head of the black warrior, trying to pick up the head of the black warrior.
Mr Wu Yue’s expression was indifferent, grabbing Zi Hanyan’s hair, lifting her face up, revealing her beautiful slender neck, her scalp was pulled "", and her mouth made a painful noise. !
Mr Wuyue ignored her, stepped on the chest of the black warrior's head, suppressed the black warrior's head, and snorted coldly, saying: "Zi Lianshan, you are so bold. Even Lord Li dared to **** the tribute. It seems that your Zi Clan is really too arrogant, and you have completely ignored Lord Li."
The leader of the black warrior clenched his teeth and said angrily: "Nangong boy, since I dared to come to Zilian Mountain, I never thought about returning to the Zizu. To tell you the truth, I have left the Zizu, you If you want to use this incident as an excuse to convict the Zi Clan, then you have miscalculated!"
"Boom!"
Prince Wuyue kicked the leader of the black warrior away.
The head of the warrior in black slammed into the hard wall, his head broke and he was buried under the broken wall.
"An old thing that doesn't live or die!" The Prince Wuyue glanced coldly at the monks in the two streets, and was shocked that the monks fled, because they fled so panic, some of them stepped on their trousers and fell down. on the ground.
"Shame on your face!"
Mr Wuyue stared at Zi Hanyan, pulled her hair, dragged her to the ground, under the red sandalwood buggy, waved her arm, and threw her into the red sandalwood bugle.
"Continue on the road..."
As soon as Prince Wu Yue said this sentence, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked towards the top of the red sandalwood cart. He saw a man in a cyan shirt standing on the top of the cart. He looked thinner and his face was thin. Wearing a golden ghost mask.
Just now, when he threw the purple cold smoke into the red sandalwood car wheel, there was no one on the top of the car wheel.
It was only a time to turn around, and there was an extra person on it, which was extremely weird.
"Who?" The Moonless Prince naturally asked without a trace of fear.
"Wow!"
The man in the blue shirt wearing a golden ghost mask walked down from the top of the car, really walking step by step, walking in the air, like stepping on an invisible ladder!
He fell to the ground lightly, glanced at the purple cold smoke in the car, and said: "Gongzichuan!"
"Gongzichuan?"
The son without moon smiled coldly, "In front of my son without moon, anyone who dares to call the word'the son' is a capital crime."
Master Wuyue’s palms turned into claw prints, five fingers bursting into flames, his feet took two steps forward, stamping two deep footprints on the ground, and one claw grabbed Ning Xiaochuan.
The claws of the hands, turned into the claws of the fire unicorn, instantly reached the eyes of the man in the blue shirt wearing the golden ghost mask. The red flame almost completely wrapped the man in the blue shirt.
"Boom!"
The green shirt man’s hands were wrapped in lightning, tearing the flame apart~ IndoMTL.com~ Jumped up, jumped into the red sandalwood car wheel, and stretched out an arm to hug the waist of the undetermined purple cold smoke live.
The Moonless Prince gave a long roar, and a claw tore through, shattering the entire carriage.
"Boom!"
The man in the green shirt picked up the purple cold smoke, turned it into a colorful streamer, and raised his body more than ten feet tall!
The Moonless Young Master snorted coldly, kicked his legs on the ground, rushed into the fire, and once again shot a "unicorn claw", which turned into a five-meter flame unicorn claw.
The body of the man in the blue shirt moves in mid-air. Every time it moves, the position is extremely mysterious. It draws an arc in the air, it is like a volley, changing its position seven times in a row, and avoiding the moonless son seven times. Fierce attack.
The monks below were stunned.
They were surprised at the power of Wu Yue Gong Zi's martial arts supernatural powers, and every move has overwhelming power. At the same time, they admired the mysterious man in blue shirt, holding a woman in his hands, but his body style was very weird, like traveling with clouds and flowing water, so that the son without moon even touched the corner of his clothes.