Chapter 623

"Zhe, Zhe, zhe..."

After his words, there was a violent bird call, one after another.

When everyone goes along with his fame, he will see a huge Kun Peng flying in the distant horizon, with a pair of wings spread out and moving slightly to block out the sun.

The whole Haoyuan college was shrouded in a shadow, and the light was suddenly dark.

Pengniao above, sitting on his knees a purple suit of men, the man's face peerless, eyes evil, long hair down, eyebrows, there is a touch of purple patterns.

Behind is a black cape, with the high altitude cold wind, slightly swing.

Behind him stood more than 20 men, some in red and some in black.

However, everyone ignored the people behind him and focused on him.

It's not that I've never met a beautiful man, but I've never seen such a charming and beautiful man. Not to mention the twenty palm sect, even Dean Xiao, who is very familiar with it, is shocked by this beauty.

"It's him."

Yun Yixuan raised his head, and his voice sounded low. With one look, he recognized the man who was the most gorgeous and evil man on pengniao.

In fact, that person's voice is too unique, even if you don't need to see it, you can hear it only by listening to it.

Fengyu also looked up at the memory of the man, she saw very focused, light pursed lips, did not speak.

Yunyixuan warm palm gently stroked her head, voice gentle doting way, "three younger sister, want me to take you away?"

Fengyu shook his head in his arms, voice light as smoke, "no brother, I'm ok."

Cloud Yi Xuan low slow oh a, silent down, a pair of eyes, never leave from the half empty pengniao.

"It's the dragon master. The Dragon Master is coming. The Dragon Master is coming..."

In Haoyuan college, some students who didn't faint roared excitedly when they saw the man above pengniao.

Long Sizhu has been the dean of Haoyuan College for some time. I don't know if he has any unspeakable origin with Haoyuan college.

I'm here today. I don't know if I can solve the problem for them.

All the disciples were burning with inexplicable hope in their hearts. For a moment, it could be said that the voice was overwhelming.

Dean Xiao and the elders are in a complicated mood.

Before, Yun zhantian said that their Haoyuan college should not be destroyed because it is too old. Then, will the Dragon Master be their Savior?

As soon as this idea came up, Dean Xiao felt absurd. Even if master long was more powerful, he might be weaker than twenty Zhangjiao.

Where on earth did he get the confidence that the Dragon Master was their Savior?

In the sky, the twenty palm sect's eyes were straight. Even the roar of the disciples didn't disturb them.

This is not the first time that they see this man, but every time they see him, they can't help but wonder at his beauty.

It's hard to imagine that there will be such a gorgeous man in the world.

Dragon Zixuan seems to have a sense, a pair of demonic eyes, through the high cloud cold wind, straight to the square below.

In fact, the distance between the high altitude and the top of Dongxuan mountain is very close, because Dongxuan mountain is too high, straight into the clouds.

Therefore, he can easily see the girl half kneeling under the statue and nestling in the arms of Yun Yixuan in the square on the top of the mountain.

She also looked up at him, eyes as clear as glass, empty as water, no love, no hate, no emotion.

His heart suddenly a pain, as if stabbed by a sharp weapon in general, pain he seems to suffocate the general suffering.

Dragon Zixuan turned his eyes and looked at the twenty palm sect who had not recovered. He narrowed his eyes. The voice of the devil was gloomy and cold.

"Enough of that?"

The sound of ice cold and bone erosion makes people feel cold all over.

Twenty Zhang Jiao immediately looked away, and could not help being embarrassed.

They could see a man out of his mind. It would be a shame if it came out.

"Well, that, master long, Dean Xiao said," Nan Shu Yuan is in your hands, but really? "

Xuanyin league leader xuanming coughed awkwardly, and his face was unnatural. He looked at pengniao sitting on his upper knee, a fierce and cold evil man.

I don't know how much better the tone is compared with the attitude of President Xiao when he speaks.

Compared with them, although he is only a junior, no one dares to treat him as a junior in the whole northern wilderness.

Although they did not fight, but I do not know why, as long as you look at this young man, he has no backbone, there will be a sense of loss.

It's a kind of submission from the blood.

The Dragon purple Xuan picks eyebrow, the evil spirit cold Li voice matchless dangerous say, "are you interrogating this seat?"That arrogant and provocative attitude, it seems that there is no xuanming in the eye.

Losing face in front of so many people, xuanming's face was ugly.

He has such a good attitude to talk to him, this boy is too not to pay attention to him.

He gritted his teeth and was ready to fight back, but he was robbed by his good comrades in arms, the poison needle of poison shadow sect.

Needle a pair of shadowy eyes staring at the Dragon Zixuan, very uninvited way, "ask you, then obediently answer, otherwise, be careful of your head, hair is not long, dare to my brother impolite, boy, you are very arrogant ah."

Long Zixuan's cold and fierce Qi seemed to disappear in an instant. His gorgeous and enchanting lips were hooked up, and his eyes looked lazily at the poison needle.

"Yes, I am very arrogant. Do you have any opinions? If you want my head, you can try it. "

The voice of the devil is very sweet to the ear, but it seems to be an understatement. Looking at the eyes of the poison needle is like looking at a clown.

Different from xuanming's profundity, the nature of poison needle is hot. He has lived for hundreds of years. Now that he has been provoked by such a boy one after another, how can he swallow his anger?

He has always been arrogant in front of others. He has always ignored others. What is this boy?

"Boy, since you want to die, I will help you."

The poison needle is furious. With that, the palm moves, and the black spirit power of the riot attacks the Dragon Zixuan.

The poison shadow sect is famous for its poison attack. As the leader of the sect, his spiritual power naturally contains extremely fierce poison.

Ordinary friars, as long as they are touched by his spiritual power, will immediately turn into a pool of corpse water.

Everyone was looking forward to how long Zixuan could cope with the blow. Only the poisonous needle could not help but feel proud.

He wants to see the boy with his own eyes, die miserably under his spiritual power, and see how arrogant he will be in the future.

No one can challenge the authority of their twenty leader sect, even this boy.

Pengniao above, dragon Zixuan behind to make a gesture, the phantom and the night Luocha three people, together look to the blood month.

The meaning of the Lord is to let XueYue do it.

XueYue's arms moved. His strange wings, which only had skin and no feathers, spread out behind him. With one wing, he left pengniao and stood beside longzixuan in the air.

Looking at that piece of violent black psychic power, the wings of blood moon fluttered, countless bats seemed to appear in the air, and surrounded him closely.

A dark and strange force burst out and went towards the attack of the poison needle.

Boom

With a loud noise, the two spiritual powers were scattered and gradually disappeared, while the poison needle and XueYue took a step back and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"What?"

Seeing the play, Chongfeng's face suddenly became dignified. He narrowed his eyes and looked closely at XueYue on the side of longzixuan's body.

Other leaders are also ignorant.

Poison needle is not the most profound but not the weakest of the twenty palm sect. He has reached the peak of Ning Zhen Jing. He is only one step away from semi Saint cultivation.

But at the moment, with all one's strength, he was defeated by one of Shengwu's minions.

They must be wrong. How can the poison needle and the boy of Shengwu be defeated?

"Well? Blood demon clan? "

Chongyun also squints at XueYue and quickly recognizes his origin.

Dean Ling Yun's face was dignified and said, "brother chongyun has good eyesight. This boy is really a blood demon family. Moreover, his blood is very pure. It seems that he is still a royal family."

The royal blood of the blood demon clan will be a minion in the Shengwu division.

Twenty palm sect suddenly had the impulse to vomit blood and forget.

The boy of the blood demon clan must have broken his head, so he was cheated into the holy martial arts department.

After regretting for XueYue, the headmasters looked at longzixuan with envy. What's the boy's ability to accept the royal blood of the blood demon clan.

No wonder he is so bold and defiant.

Indeed, there is arrogant capital.

Long Zixuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the poisonous needle that was kneeling on one knee in the sea of clouds and spitting blood. He said with a smile, "don't you mean that if you want to die, you will be successful? Get up. I don't want a head. You can do it. "

Twenty Zhangjiao

Red shadow guard and four magic soldiers

Everyone in the square

Is it really good that the goods are so arrogant?

All of them are depressed, but they can't laugh or cry. Is this really the supreme and respectable dragon chief of Shengwu?

It feels like someone has switched it.

The poison needle wants to talk, but when it opens its mouth, it spits out another mouthful of blood It's all anger.

This boy is so rampant that he doesn't pay any attention to their twenty masters.

Xuanming watched his good brother's breath weaken, and a cavity of anger burst out in an instant, "dragon Zixuan, you are too rampant, don't you accept a blood demon? Do you want to declare war with our twenty sects? "