An old man with white hair and whiskers coughed and said, "I'm specialized in luochamen array. Only by staying in our gate can we play its real role."“ Bah, you are specializing in the fart array! My Chu family is the one who is really qualified to inherit the great battle of Fusang city! "“ Ha ha, your Chu family doesn't even have a friar to survive the robbery. You're willing to compete with us. Are you worthy? " Seeing that the crowd is about to fight before they get the set. Li Anyang immediately said in a loud voice, "please be calm. Please listen to me Seeing all the people's eyes, Li Anyang touched his beard and said slowly, "this dish originally belonged to Fusang City, but now Fusang city is full of slaughters, and there is no body of Liucheng master."“ When we inherit this great battle, we do not want Fusang city to be destroyed. We want Fusang city's skills to be carried forward. "“ In this way, we can be regarded as inheriting Fusang city. Since you are grateful, you must repay your kindness. "“ That's it. Whoever killed Jun Muyan and avenged the Lord of Liucheng will take care of the city protection array. But other schools can also choose their disciples every year to join the battle. "“ Seven free demons, in addition to Jun Muyan, there are six? Who killed more of these six people, and who killed faster, will have the priority to join the battle every year. "“ We all swear here that we will never violate it. What do you think? " They all nodded their heads as if they were thinking. This approach is all inclusive and acceptable to all. Then, everyone's eyes were full of killing intention. Li Anyang put on a solemn smile again, "Miss Jun, I gave you a chance. Just now, if you give up your heart, you will live at least. But now, not only you are going to die, but none of your fellow disciples can live! " Li Anyang has no doubt about this. Although the monks from different families didn't survive the robbery this time. However, there are as many as five peaks in the period of emergence. Not to mention the other monks, there are so many. Xiaoyao Qizi's reputation is resounding, and the strength of killing God King Muyan is against the sky. But what if it goes against the weather? And then absolute strength and number of advantages, they only have a dead end. Mu Yan narrowed her eyes slightly, lowered her voice and said to Yun Ruohan: "elder martial brother, you will take the women in the hall to leave, I will hold them..." however, her words have not finished. The other six of xiaoyaomen moved. Shua, Shua, several figures whistling past, spread out and stood in six directions. Originally it was Li Anyang who surrounded Xiaoyao Qizi, but now it's Yun Ruohan who surrounded all the major sects. But seven people surround hundreds of people, which is a joke in itself. Leng Yumo waved the long knife in his hand, put it on his shoulder, wiped his nose, and laughed wantonly, "little younger martial sister, this time, you can't expect to leave us and show off yourself." Yun Ruohan's eyes were gentle, but his eyes were full of determination. "Little younger martial sister, it's our xiaoyaomen's strongest fighting power to show Tiangang Beidou. We're leaving. Who are you going to form an array with? " The rain split his mouth, two lovely dimples looming, a little wronged way: "sixth elder martial sister, we are not so weak, right? Don't push us out every time we are in danger, and keep ourselves in the front! We, too, can be very strong! "