Chapter 620： I really thought I couldn't kill you

"Are you Cai Liao?"

"Although you are a quasi-immortal, but I don't know where your courage came from, dare to oppose my Patriarch?"

Chiri Muzhu felt that he wanted to show something, so he stepped forward and sneered, "Could it be that you don't know that my Patriarch is of direct blood from the imperial clan?"

And this statement came out.

Cai Liao suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahahhhh, the direct blood of the imperial family? I'm going to the direct blood of the emperor in Nima! Su Lang child, if you have the ability, you can pretend to be a little more like!"

Chiri Muzhu angrily said: "You dare to question the identity of my Patriarch, it's really stupid!"

"Humph!"

"Do you really think that Su Lang's children are of direct blood of the emperor?"

"It's really a bunch of ignorant rubbish, let me tell you, our Master Zhu Xian, Tuantianlou, took the shot personally, and we have already figured out that Su Lang is pretending!"

"It's ridiculous that you ants were deceived by him. If I didn't guess wrong, you are surrendering your souls, hahahaha!"

Cai Liao was full of sarcasm, looking at Chiri Muzhu and others as if looking at a silly roe deer.

But his words fell in the ears of Chiri Muzhu and the others, immediately making them feel a little stunned.

The identity of the direct bloodline of the Su Lang Emperor Clan has always been guessed by them based on various signs.

Su Lang has never stated his identity directly!

"You won't really be deceived?"

Chirimuzhu, Tianyunzhi and others looked at each other, but immediately relieved their doubts.

At this time, even the soul and heart have been handed out. What is the use of regret?

Moreover, even if Su Lang is not the direct bloodline of the emperor clan, he is also a very good master.

After all, this master can throw out dozens or hundreds of quasi-elixir at will!

Such a person, even if he is not the direct bloodline of the imperial clan, is definitely a big person!

The fire of the soul and the quasi elixir, like a big stick and sweet jujube, made Chiri Ozhu and Tian Yunzhi's determination to follow Su Lang unshakable.

"Cai Liao dog stuff!"

"How can you predict the identity of my Patriarch?"

"In front of my Patriarch, you are a trash, rubbish, and so are you Slaughter Heaven Tower!"

Chiri Muzhu ridiculed Cai Liao loudly, fully deducting the essence of doggedness.

"You actually look down on our Slaughter Sky Tower?"

"I said, we are a quasi-emperor organization!"

"Your three holy races are three ants in front of us, which can be killed by one finger!"

"I won't talk nonsense with you today, when we slaughter the sky building Wuxian descends, you will find how weak you are!"

Cai Liao sneered, then turned around and left.

"Hold on."

"Come as you want, leave as you want, there is no such good thing."

Su Lang raised his eyelids, his voice indifferent, "I forgave you when you begged for mercy, but you dare to come back, so don't blame me for taking your dog's life."

"You want my life?"

"Hahaha, can you kill me?"

Cai Liao looked at Su Lang contemptuously, "Don't say killing me, do you dare to take a step out of your turtle shell?"

"Tsk tut!"

"I really thought I couldn't kill you?"

Su Lang hooked his mouth and waved his big hand: "Come out, Li Xianyang!"

A figure appeared next to Su Lang out of thin air, it was Li Xianyang.

"The next servant worships the Lord!"

As soon as Li Xianyang appeared, he immediately bowed and saluted Su Lang.

He was summoned by Su Lang using a clone dispatch, and Li Xianyang had experienced the dispatch of a clone, so he was not surprised.

Li Xianyang appeared.

Everyone's eyes fell on him.

"Ancient Xianyang Wusheng Li Xianyang!"

When Chiri Muzhu and others saw Li Xianyang, they were all in awe.

And Cai Liao was full of sarcasm: "Li Xianyang? Which one is Li Xianyang? A mere martial artist wants to kill me? Haha, how are you going to kill me? I can't make a laugh?"