C1781 Vicious Wan Rujun

He had a pair of sharp eyes, exquisite facial features, as well as cut cheeks. He had a clear horn in his eyes, and was elegant yet handsome with a domineering aura. He wore a black robe, which gave him a dignified and domineering aura, but he had a righteous appearance, giving off a domineering aura.

The woman behind Nangong Hanxiao had ice cold eyes, but she was dressed in tight clothing, showing off his perfect figure. No one dared to look down on his, as she looked very capable and charming under his icy appearance.

Ever since she had appeared, she had never seen a smile on her face. Under her beautiful face were cold eyes, sharp eyebrows, but her eyelashes were also very long. Her skin was white, smooth and tender, revealing a faint pink hue.

However, her chest swelled up, and almost caused her clothes to unravel. Not only was it presumably very round, all the men of Nangong Family couldn't help but widen their eyes, staring at the white, lustful, and swollen luster.

At this moment, her two hands were actually hugging onto Nangong Hanxiao's arm. It looked extremely sweet, and from the looks of it, they were probably a couple.

"Good, not bad, not bad. Xiao Er, this lady, you have yet to properly introduce her to us."

Nan Cangqiong laughed heartily. He was extremely satisfied with this genius son of his.

His own son had such a beautiful woman, so he must be extremely blessed, causing the people around him to be endlessly envious. Of course, although this woman was beautiful, she was still inferior to Yi Ruoran in terms of temperament, and there was no sense of nobility.

"Father, this is my senior sister from the Nether Imperial Palace. She is the eighteenth disciple of the Asgard Master and she joined Master's sect before me."

Just then, Wan Rujun took her hands out from Nangong Hanxiao's arms, and looked at the crowd, "Nan Cangqiong, your son is right, when I first met him, he was only a very ordinary warrior, this might be fate for us."

Meeting her was the greatest honor of Nangong Hanxiao's life. From then on, it would change his entire life, and it would also be through Wan Rujun that he could obtain the appreciation of the Netherworld Palace Mistress.

Later on, relying on his own hard work, he successfully advanced to be one of the top ten young geniuses on the Emperor Board.

"This old man has brought a child and thanked you. I didn't expect you to help my son." As he spoke, Nan Cangqiong bowed respectfully.

Wan Rujun, however, did not care at all. Her true age would definitely not exceed three hundred years old, but to be able to make her rank in the eighteenth, just based on her three hundred years of age, in the Demon Imperial Palace, to become the direct disciple of the Nether Palace Master. It could be seen that her talent was also extremely heaven-defying.

The Fifth Stage of Divine Martial Spirit was actually a huge chasm that was difficult to cross in the entire divine martial spirit realm. It had eighteen thunder tribulations and six thunder tribulations as a Feng Shui ridge.

Yi Ruoran's current strength was the second divide, the Devouring Thunder Fire Tribulation. Even though there was a huge gap between her and Wan Rujun, but she could rely on her Blood Cloth Armor, and was no longer afraid of such a strong Ranker.

Her voice was very delicate and pleasant to hear, but it was filled with an ice-cold feeling. If someone were to close their eyes and listen, they would feel their heart tremble. They would not be able to resist the urge to burn with nefarious flames!

After Nangong Hanxiao explained her realm strength, the rest of the people present were all secretly flabbergasted. This kind of young genius was actually equal to their Divine Demon City's strongest Ranker, the Chief Hall Master Nan Cangqiong. It could be said that he had already reached an extremely abnormal level.

Very quickly, Nangong Hanxiao looked at the ancestral tombs. Today's worship ceremony could be considered to have been held before, but the most important thing right now was to obtain the Sky Tremor Bomb and the immeasurably ranked cultivation technique from Long Yan's hands.

He looked at the crowd and said in a clear voice, "Asgard Mistress has personally instructed me that I must bring these two great treasures and return to report. As the subordinate forces of our Nether Imperial Palace, as well as the direct forces of my Slaughterer, you must all work together on this matter regarding Long Yan.

Everyone immediately shouted, "I heard it!"

Then, he looked at Nan Xingchen, Nan Lie and the others. "Tell me everything that has happened this time in detail, especially the death of my second uncle, Nan Shengtian.

After that, Nan Xingchen was the clearest person who had participated in this matter, and Nan Lie had been protecting the Nangong Family.

After Nan Xingchen finished saying all of these, from defending the Evil God's inheritance mausoleum to the final battle between the two races, everything was won by Long Yan. Furthermore, he escaped without leaving a trace, and both races suffered heavy losses.

Nangong Hanxiao listened till here, and his eyes flashed with an even colder expression.

"Trash, all of you deserve to die, with so many experts dead, such an important treasure was easily taken away by that brat, Long Yan. This girl, Yi Ruoran, has a huge reason, and he is tired of living, it seems like she has a huge breakthrough, it must be because she knows that I would appear, that's why she hid."

Wan Rujun, who was at the side, also snorted coldly at this time.

When the crowd saw this weapon, they were all incomparably shocked. This was the Soul Extraction Whip, and it could even cause a certain amount of damage to a martial soul. It was extremely terrifying.

When the audience saw the Soul Sucking Whip in her hand, they were all stunned. Nan Cangqiong still did not understand what she was trying to do.

Wan Rujun shouted in anger, "A group of trash, if they didn't give you some face, then they wouldn't know the prestige of the Imperial Palace anymore. It took them so long to notify us, could it be that someone here wants to keep the treasure for himself?"

As she spoke, the Phantom Soul Sucking Whip in her hand slapped hard onto Nan Xingchen's face, leaving behind a line of blood red, causing him to painfully scream out.

This whip was indeed ruthless, following that, she waved the Soul Lashing Whip in her hand, flying through the air, and started to spank the people from Nangong Family, striking them all. Whoever dared to dodge, would lose their soul to the whip.

"Xiao'er, this!"

"Father, if we don't teach them a lesson, they wouldn't even remember how strong we are. Within the span of a few dozen breaths, the strong warriors of the Nangong Family s didn't even dare to fart, and Nan Xingchen was also full of anger. Nan Shengtian is already dead, and the clan doesn't even have a single person supporting them now.

"Senior Sister is enough!" Only then did Nangong Hanxiao shout out. After all, these people were his race after all. It was enough to teach them a lesson after committing a few mistakes.

"Han Xiao, is your family such a group of trash? "You didn't even tell your father before, hmph!" As she spoke, she angrily turned her head away.

"Oh right, I will wait for you to capture that brat Long Yan, or that City Lord Yi Ruoran. I will torture him well, and let him know how powerful I am."