In Xu Muran's vision, more than twenty, perhaps more than thirty figures suddenly appeared out of thin air, standing between them and the tide of corpses.
Perhaps to be more precise, he was standing around Chu Yan.
The leader is tall and tall. Although he looks in his early twenties, he has a graceful temperament and a faint look that a monk of this age is rare.
If it were someone else, Xu Muran might not know him.
But the person in front of me is probably known to everyone and everyone.
"The King of Different Certificates, Kong Xian——"
These five words were almost squeezed out from Xu Muran's teeth.
The more than thirty monks who appeared with Kong Xian should have come from different forces in terms of their clothing.
But each of them had great luck, and they were obviously cultivators from the Earth Yuan realm.
"What do you want to do now?" Xu Muran's face was obviously gloomy at this moment.
"Of course I'm here to help." Kong Xian said very naturally, "and by the way, it's that guy who is arrogant and dares to claim that he can represent Ziweimen."
"I don't need your royal palace to interfere in my business." Xu Muran's face became even more ugly.
In fact, with the current status of Ziwei Sect, there is no need to be afraid of the royal palace.
But that is the power to the power.
The current situation is that Xu Muran is not willing to provoke the royal palace.
After all, if you can become the only king of a different surname in Baoxiang Shang Kingdom, Kong Xian is still shrouded in too many mysterious halos.
Xu Muran didn't want to become cannon fodder for no reason.
"Hehe." Kong Xian smiled faintly.
The attitude is very clear: I'm too lazy to pay attention to you anymore.
And just as he was speaking, among the monks who appeared with him, someone began to help the people who fell to the ground.
"If you come a little later, something big will happen." Chu Yan turned his head and said to Kong Xian.
Kong Xian showed an apology expression: "There was a problem, but when I received your message, I rushed over immediately."
Speaking of this, Kong Xian smiled: "By the way, I brought a few of your friends."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burly figure beside him sneered at Xu Muran: "Do you want to kill Chu Yan?"
"Who are you?" Seeing the other person's face with a terrifying scar and a tiger's skin wrapped around his upper body, he gave people a feeling of extreme roughness and barbarity, Xu Muran frowned.
"I will tell you when you die in my hands." The strong man sneered repeatedly, and a ray of light appeared in the beast-control card in his hand.
The next moment, a whole body of fur was shining and oily, but a pair of long fangs, with red leopard demons, appeared in front of everyone.
Golden Armored Blood Blade Leopard!
"Cao Feng, it's been a long time since we met." Chu Yan looked back.
As disciples of the Beast Emperor Pavilion of Yunaojiang, Cao Feng and Chu Yan have been opponents in the national sect election and have also fought against Ji Kuang Shen together, forming a friendship between life and death.
Although we didn't meet much afterwards, we often had letters and exchanges.
This time, Chu Yan only knew that Kong Xian was going to go to the Kong family branch of Yunaojiang Kingdom.
Unexpectedly, he would bring Cao Feng together.
"It's not just him who came."
While speaking, Kong Ci and Kong Yu also smiled and spoke in the crowd.
Kong Yu's body is now completely eliminated, and his whole body is very different from when he first met him.
But at this moment, it is not the right time for old friends to reminisce about the past.
Chu Yan slowly took back the gate of hell, and at the same time he turned sideways and looked back.
From the service of these monks behind him, Chu Yan could roughly see the identities of these people.
The thirty people who followed Kong Xian this time, more than ten, more than half of them were composed of tribe members from the branch of the Kong family, disciples of Shanhai Sect and disciples of the Beast Emperor Pavilion.
The remaining more than ten people occupy a small part of them, and they are monks from the Kong Xianwang Mansion.
Although everyone said a few words in a short time, they made Xu Muran, who was not far away, very angry.
The other guys obviously didn't take him seriously.
"I don't believe it. Today I want Chu Yan to die, and someone can stop me." Xu Muran took a deep breath and said sarcastically: "Prince Kong, do you really think that just by your more than thirty people,
Can you stop the steps of more than 3,000 monks here on my side?"
"I don't think it's possible." Kong Xian did not answer. What came at this moment was Chu Yan's voice.
"Ha?" Xu Muran was stunned.
He didn't expect Chu Yan would answer.
Even though he didn't expect Chu Yan would give such an answer.
Just when Xu Muran was extremely confused, Chu Yan gave the final answer.
“But what if they are added—”
After speaking, the gate of hell suddenly disappeared.
In an instant, the tide of corpses that had been blocked before suddenly came like a flood discharge from a dam, and a bang came.
In an instant, it actually gave people a feeling of covering the sky and destroying the world.
In fact, when Chu Yan just said the last word, Xu Muran vaguely guessed what the other party was going to say in his heart.
When he saw the dark scene in front of him, he realized that the other party was so decisive.
At this time, he suddenly realized and understood.
It turns out that all this is still under Chu Yan's plan.
"He knew that Kong Xian would come to help...
He knew that at this time we would let go of the corpse tide, we would have no time to deal with him...
He knew that the tide of corpses would come straight to us so that they could find an opportunity to rush up to the level of immortality...
Everything before was in his calculations...
He guessed it all...
One ten steps to calculate..."
When I realized this in my mind, the tide of corpses had already been bullied in front of me, and then I collided with the monks in the front row.
In an instant, light flashed and shouted to kill again.
There were chaos in my ears.
Although the sound was very loud, Xu Muran had no way to distinguish from which direction each sound came from.
He looked up in a daze and looked forward.
Chu Yan and others are still ahead of them, so logically speaking, at this time, Chu Yan and others should be the first to be affected.
But at this time, Xu Muran saw white light columns protecting Chu Yan and the others, and retreating calmly.
The direction they retreated was where they ascended the immortal stairs!
As the corpse tide was completely over, the stairs on the immortal stairs were empty and visible.
At this time, Xu Muran felt that his heart was hollowed out.
An unprecedented feeling of loss and frustration spreads in my chest at this time.
"How come this guy Chu Yan is so hard to kill...
It seems that every time I want to kill him, there will be any changes...
It’s not that I don’t want to kill, but… I can’t kill it…”
Xu Muran was thinking this in his heart, and suddenly his heart sank.
At this moment, he felt as if he had eyes firmly locked himself.
It was extremely dangerous, and the feeling of needles on his back, even in an instant, all the hairs all over his body stood up.
The monk's instinct made him look up suddenly.
Suddenly he saw a fiery red sword light suddenly tore a hole in the tide of corpse and slashed straight towards him.