C140 My cyan

Name:Demon Becoming the Lord Author:
Xiao Qinglong didn't hesitate at all. Even though the imperial family was weak, the Imperial Family protected the Xiao Family with all their might. There was no way that the Xiao Family would dare to touch the Xiao Family.

Zuo Fan had also made his move, he was most afraid of Zuo Pingping, and now that the royal family had made their move. The rest of the families would retreat to the side, there shouldn't be any accidents when they kill Xiao Lang, so he acted unrestrainedly.

As for why the imperial family and Yun Zishan wanted to make a move against Xiao Lang, the two of them did not think too much and did not have the time to think about it. The two who were originally furious were like two fierce tigers descending a mountain, ready to tear apart all their enemies the moment they let go of the shackles in their hearts.

As the head of the Xiao Family, Xiao Qinglong's cultivation was deep and unfathomable. The moment he attacked, his expression changed and a powerful aura immediately enveloped Xiao Lang and the others, as if numerous mountains were pressing down on them.

As the hall master of the Zuo Family, Zuo Fan's cultivation was not any lower than Xiao Qinglong's. Furthermore, he immediately released his soul, releasing a huge white tiger that rushed towards Xiao Lang like lightning.

Zuo Fan's Divine Soul Combat Arts was obviously much more powerful than Xiao Qingbao's. If no accidents were to occur with this White Tiger, then it would be enough to blast everyone in front of it into pieces, and his entire Cyan Robe Pavilion would also be razed to the ground.

"Ah, Xiao Lang!"

Suddenly, something happened. Dongfang Ye and the others didn't even have time to react as Dongfang Hongdou looked at the gigantic white tiger and saw Xiao Qinglong's tall figure soaring into the sky.

Cha Mu couldn't help but turn his head over, and let out a long sigh in his heart. It seemed that Xiao Lang was still unable to escape this calamity.

"Swoosh!"

Cha Mu's face suddenly turned over, and he stopped crying as well. The Xiao Qinglong who was still in the air forcefully stopped himself in mid air. And at this moment, Xiao Buhuo's half aged body erupted with an incomparably strong imposing manner, which was definitely not much weaker than Xiao Busi's.

The expressions of countless experts suddenly changed, as if they were facing a great enemy. All of their gazes turned to the sky.

Xiao Lang was originally prepared to fight to the death, so even if he died, he would at least heavily injure Zuo Fan's soul. The veins on Qian Xun's left hand bulged as he prepared to kill Zuo Xi, and then die generously together with him. At this moment, the two of them immediately stopped their attacks.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the sky.

In the sky, an enormous heavy sword suddenly appeared, as if it had descended from the heavens. Although the heavy sword looked like it was tangible, everyone could feel that it was a person's soul. Just a single soul was able to make everyone feel pressure, and Xiao Buhuo felt as if he was facing a great enemy. It could be seen that the grade of this soul was definitely not low, and the cultivation of the soul's owner was also incomparably powerful.

The answer was revealed the next second.

A black shadow approached while stepping in the air. The black shadow's entire body was covered in black armor, and only a pair of lifeless eyes could be seen. In the shadow's hand was a person, a beautiful man whose clothes were as white as snow and whose beauty was as divine as jade.

The black armored man did not say a word, but the beautiful man with a divine appearance stared intently at Xiao Qingyi who was in Xiao Dao's embrace. His eyes were filled with heartache and regret.

An incomparably sorrowful and sorrowful voice resounded throughout the entire Cyan Robe Pavilion.

"Qingyi, my Qingyi, Dugu Xing came too late. From today onwards, I will not let you get hurt at all. If anyone dares to hurt you, I will annihilate their entire clan!"

God of Army!

Dugu Xing had arrived, and so had his personal guard, Qing Ming, who was extremely close to the Five Great Super Expert.

There was no one present who did not recognize this legendary being. They also knew who the giant sword divine soul in the sky and the oppressive aura they had felt earlier belonged to.

What they did not understand was why the God of Army from far away would appear in the Courtyard of Xiao Family? You even said something strange?

Qingyi?

My Qingyi?

Could he be talking about Xiao Qingyi?

At the same time, he was staring at Xiao Qingyi with eyes that were filled with deep emotions and heartache, causing everyone to be stunned.

The first generation God of Army, the unfeeling man who had let countless young misses hurt his heart, the Dugu Xing who had never married and rejected dozens of young misses' requests for love, was actually not the heartless person in the rumors.

He had always loved a woman, and she was unexpectedly Blood River Xiao Qingyi.

The strength of the God of Army was not only because he had Qingming, a powerful guard whom he could die for, but also because he was not the commander of the five hundred thousand North Suppressing Army s. It was his all-powerful wisdom that made him look like a demon and left him with nothing to think about. Those who were his enemies would often die miserably, and the few great clans in the empire that had their entire family annihilated by him could attest to this point.

Relying on his intelligence, he was a legendary figure who was as famous as his Four Great Aristocratic Families.

Xiao Qinglong, who was still in midair, immediately retreated, because the gigantic sword in the sky had locked onto him. If he still dared to advance, Qing Ming would definitely kill him mercilessly.

Zuo Fan's gigantic white tiger immediately stopped moving forward, even though God of Army had only brought one Qingming along. Although there were more than ten elders with Zuo Family, he did not dare to fight in the slightest. It was because the facts proved that this man with a divine appearance like jade was invincible, even though … He did not use any force.

The two Rankers from the royal family immediately stepped forward and protected Yun Zishan behind them. They stared at Qingming in the sky coldly with grave expressions.

No one dared to move, and could only watch as QingMing brought Dugu Xing and cut across the air towards them.

However —

At this moment, someone moved!

Xiao Lang leaped out like a leopard, the Purple Wild Vetch in front of him turned into a beautiful silk cloth and floated towards the white tiger that was still in mid air silently.

Mayfly shaking tree?

Countless strong warriors were extremely doubtful, what was the meaning of Xiao Lang's actions?

"Be careful, Uncle Zuo Fan!"

At this moment, Zuo Xi was so scared that her whole body was trembling. She was very clear on the terrifying ability that Xiao Lang possessed, even though he was pinching her neck, she still screamed in fear.

"Hmm?"

Zuo Fan frowned, he had a bad premonition, but who knew what was wrong? He simply did not believe that Xiao Lang had the ability to harm his soul.

Just as he was hesitating, Xiao Lang's body had already shot out a few meters in front of the White Tiger's soul. The Purple Wild Vetch that was several meters long wrapped around the huge White Tiger like lightning.

Ah!

Zuo Fan finally understood what was wrong, and understood the meaning behind Zuo Xi's careful words. At this moment, his face turned deathly pale. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and his eyes were filled with horror.

This was because after the Purple Wild Vetch had wrapped around the gigantic White Tiger, it had been corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye. The White Tiger was rolling in the sky in pain, but its body was quickly shrinking.

"White Tiger, come back!"

Forcefully enduring the pain that came from the depths of his soul, Zuo Fan controlled his soul to quickly fly back. After his soul flew back into his body, his body had already shrunk to a fifth of its original size.

"Pfft!"

Zuo Fan could no longer suppress the blood in his throat, and madly spurted out, he stumbled backwards, and with the Zuo Family elders supporting him, he closed his eyes and started to recuperate.