Chapter 2001

Xiao Yan could tell that the voice was Chen Baoru's.

His complexion changed greatly. Knowing that something had happened, he gave a loud roar and kicked the tea table in front of him to the "Chen Henry" on the side!

The latter was also prepared. He put his hands on the back of the chair, and the whole person jumped from the side as light as a swallow, just avoiding the thunder blow.

The desks and chairs hit and made a loud noise, and wood chips flew.

"You go!" Xiao Yan shouted again, flew up and followed the "Chen Henry" to chase him.

Catch the thief first and catch the king. He knows that the identity of the person in front of him is definitely not simple.

But his speed can't catch up. It's incredible. Is he slow? Or is the other party fast?

"Sword!" in a hurry, he shouted and stabbed the other side with a flying sword.

Poof

The stab is empty. It's not the other party's direction, but his Chixiao sword doesn't appear.

This is a kind of irony. Since he strengthened his spiritual cultivation, it has rarely called for the absence of Chixiao sword.

Knowing the trouble, he shouted again and even closed his eyes to realize it, but it was empty, as if everything in his body had disappeared.

"Tea is poisonous!" he turned and looked at the ground. After the broken tea bowl came into contact with the air, it turned into a green liquid.

The "Chen Henry" on the other side had already turned back and fell in the distance. He looked at him and said with a smile: "good, Xiao Laojiu, you're still caught after all?"

"Are you the God?" Xiao Yan asked coldly.

That is, only the Heavenly Master can do this without being aware of the gods and ghosts, so that he can't even afford to be suspicious.

You know, he has been in contact with Chen Henry many times. He knows his every move very well. When he came, he felt it deliberately. There was no abnormality.

And they didn't get any news that the emperor had arrived at Haicheng, otherwise he wouldn't have entered the door so rashly.

But for Chen Baoru's desperate report, I'm afraid more people would suffer today.

The four guards escorted Zhou Feng to the door. Yue Wuyou and fatty jumped up from the side stairs when they heard Chen Baoru's voice.

But as soon as I went up, I was thrown down like a sandbag, and I fell seven meat and eight vegetables.

Then, several corners of the upstairs suddenly flashed out, followed by seven people falling from the sky.

Guangxiaoyan knew Qingqiu, Lu Zhengming and the smiling face God of death. There were four people left, each evil and evil, carrying all kinds of weapons. They must be the eight envoys of the God.

But ten thousand enemies are dead, and there are seven out of eight.

Wudao and Koizumi Sally pulled their swords out of their scabbards and protected Xiao Yan's side. Others also pulled out their pistols and were ready.

Xiao Yan knew very well that he was poisoned now. If he wanted to fight with blood, few of these people around him would be able to go out alive.

So before he started, he suddenly raised his hand and shouted, "wait, I have something to say."

"Xiao Yan, what else do you want to say when death is coming?" the emperor said faintly. Although he changed his appearance into Chen Henry, the elusive smell is getting stronger and stronger.

Xiao Yan took a deep breath and said, "I'm the one you're going to kill. It has nothing to do with my brothers. In this way, you let them out and we'll settle our accounts."

"You can make a good plan. I managed to lure you in. Do you still expect fairness and justice?" the heavenly Zun snorted coldly, not hiding his hatred for Xiao Yan.

"But if you don't let them go, everyone will fight to the death, and you may not be able to take advantage of them." Xiao Yan was unwilling. He knew the strength of these people.

Without Chixiao sword, his combat effectiveness is greatly reduced. Even if Wudao and Koizumi Sally can block one or two people, others will suffer.

"The truth is right, but this is not an equivalent exchange. If you really want to let you people go out alive, you should at least give in a little." Tianzun was not in a hurry, and he wanted to talk to him.

He wanted to find out what kind of person could make him lose so much so quickly?

Xiao Yan thought for a moment and said, "what do you want? An arm or a leg?"

"Whether it's your leg or your arm, I'm taking advantage of it." the Heavenly Master smiled and suddenly said, "you want your hand, the one with the sword in your right hand. As long as you're willing to break your wrist, I'll let them leave calmly."

"OK, I promise you!" Xiao Yan shouted fiercely, then waved back and shouted, "knife!"

Wudao and Sally Koizumi took a step back at the same time. The former shouted, "there's no need to hurt ourselves for us! Scholars die for their confidants. Today I'll give my life for you."

Then he roared, the cold light of the wild goose feather knife flashed, and attacked a big man with beautiful beard on the side.

"I'm lucky to die for you!" Sally Koizumi also scolded proudly. Tang Dao turned into a lightning bolt and cut into the smiling God of death behind her.

"Those who are afraid of death are not red shields, dry!" Zhou Feng also shouted and took the lead in firing at Zun that day.

The four Pro guards immediately fired at the surrounding area. Their shooting skills were accurate, and ordinary people could not escape their bullets.

But these people in front of them are all experts in the innate environment. They have six senses and are accessible. Both speed and judgment have reached unimaginable levels.

There was only a loud noise. With the body flashing in front of him, the tables and chairs in the hall flew towards the people.

Everyone shot and retreated outside. Although there were many Cao gang members outside, they didn't get the order of Chen Henry and wouldn't kill at will.

Seeing the accident, Xiao Yan knew that he couldn't solve it by cutting an arm. He grabbed Yue Wuyou, pushed him directly onto the stairs and whispered, "save Chen Henry."

After Yue Wuyou rolled away at the entrance of the stairs, he casually pulled out an iron gun from the sculpture next to him and suddenly opened several huge homes.

Then he found trouble. No wonder the toxin quietly invaded his body. It was not aimed at his flesh and blood, but at his true Qi.

This is like Shixiang soft tendon powder. After ingestion, people have no internal strength and can't use real Qi all over.

No wonder his mental power was empty. It turned out that there was no real Qi at all, not a problem with his mental power.

For a while, he had no choice but to rely solely on external skills. Fortunately, he was not afraid of both internal and external cultivation.

Nevertheless, several red shield members who could not dodge were hit by their homes, of which Xu Sipeng was the worst.

A huge pure copper statue fell from the sky. His kung fu was not high. When the bullet hit it, it couldn't change its direction at all.

With a loud noise, he was smashed to pieces and died on the spot.

"Dapeng!" Jiang Mingyuan shouted. He had the best relationship with Xu Sipeng. At the moment, he was completely crazy when he witnessed the death of his comrades in arms.

Instead of retreating, he fired two guns in front of him, drove back several messengers who rushed up, and turned to push the bronze statue.

"Go back!" Xiao Yan shouted and flew over.

The bearded man in the slash rushed out, and a green dragon Yanyue knife in his hand hit Xiao Yan's head, and Xiao Yan took a long gun to block it.

But he can't use his true Qi at the moment and is forced back by Sheng Sheng.

At this time, Jiang Mingyuan had just turned over the bronze statue and had no time to check Xu Sipeng who fell in a pool of blood.

The bloody sickle gun next to him poked in and cut off his head on the spot.

"Roc, ah yuan!" Xiao Yan's eyes were about to crack, and his anger was burning in his chest.