"Xianjian, you should pay for it."
At this moment, a cold sound suddenly came from outside the crowd, some hoarse and some low, but there was a frightening magic!
"who!"
Xianjian look a panic consciousness Shouting a.
This sound sounds familiar, but he can’t believe it.
"Who dares to come out at this time?"
Group repair also looked askance in succession.
Not far away, a monk in black robe came slowly with white hair hanging down his shoulders, dark eyes hanging down his hands and dragging a long knife wrapped in magic gas in his right hand.
"Ah, it’s Shura!"
"What shura is Yan Beichen!"
"Yan Beichen is not dead? Shura Dao has returned to Shura Zong and now Shura has someone else. "
There was a discussion in the crowd.
Sue ink at shura a a pain in my heart.
I haven’t seen Shura’s hair turn gray in the past hundred years. I don’t know what pain he has suffered alone in these years!
"You are sad … how is it possible!"
Xianjian unbelievable. Looking at Yan Beichen’s eyes coming slowly, he screamed with incredible color.
He suddenly found that Yan Beichen Yuan Shen had recovered.
"Yan Beichen you give me back! You are a monk of Shura Sect. Don’t implicate the whole Sect because of you! "
Shura zong, a Taoist priest, came out and looked cold at Yan Beichen yelling at him.
Shura Zongneng didn’t stop it and seemed to take it for granted.
"Who are you?"
Yan Beichen turned his eyes and asked with a facial expression.
"I am a contemporary shura!"
This Dharma Daojun has already shaken hands with the shura knife when his palm turns proudly.
"You also deserve to be called Shura?"
Yan Beichen backhand a knife according to this method to cut off your head!
Black Mountain breaks generate and gives a suffocating death breath!
Poof!
The self-proclaimed "Shura" title brother was cut in half by Yan Beichen before he could react!
Chapter one thousand two hundred and ninety The outbreak of war
Psst!
An uproar!
No one expected Yan Beichen to make moves.
They didn’t expect that Shura Zong’s younger brother, Shura, didn’t even block Yan Beichen’s knife!
"Too hard, this is the way to kill the card!"
"It’s really cold-blooded for Shura to go crazy and even kill his own monk!"
Many monks look afraid to gossip.
"Yan Beichen, what are you doing!"
Shura Zongneng was furious and pointed to the newly fallen Zongmen Friar Avenue. "I don’t care if you kill him, but you mustn’t interfere in today’s affairs!"
"Don’t you want to fix true enemies!"
"What about that?"
Yan Beichen light asked
"You …"
Shura Zongda was speechless at the moment.
I’m afraid some Su Mo can understand Yan Beichen’s mood.
Qin Pian ran away from the hate magic knife and recognized Yan Beichen as the master. He got the "From Hate Classic" and inherited all the inheritance from the hate magic emperor.
He hates heaven, eyes and the earth, and the fix-up world won’t let them go.
Fix true boundary enemy and hinder!
If there is one person who fears and has no scruples on this day, it is Shura Yan Beichen!
Yan Beichen looked at Xianjian and said slowly, "Xianjian, I’ve waited so long for you to finally come out."
Yan Beichen has been waiting for an opportunity over the years.
Although he inherited the book from hate, he didn’t lose his mind.
Killing Jianzong rashly will not only fail Qin Pian’s revenge, but also kill himself.