The middle-aged auctioneer's expression remained calm.
At this time, two powerful figures came from a distance.
The powerful aura has a trembling sense of oppression.
They are all true immortals among the black demon clan, with stern faces and burly bodies.
"Wanxiang Pavilion, I heard that your store is bullying customers, is this possible?"
"Dark demons got involved?
We’re in big trouble this time!”
The middle-aged auctioneer no longer had the calmness he had before. He thought it was just an accident.
However, he did not expect that two true immortals from the Black Demon Clan would intervene in this matter, leaving him at a loss.
Even in Anran Town, the powerful people at the True Immortal Realm level are still boss-level existences.
"This is the grudge between the tauren and Wanxiang Pavilion. Why are you, the dark demons, so blindly meddling with it!"
A teasing voice came.
Then, a cynical young man in white walked out of the crowd.
This young man in white clothes only has cultivation level in the Void Immortal Realm, but his aura is long and distant.
"This is a true master. At least two realms have been cultivated into the True Martial Realm!"
Fang Yue resonated with the boy in white.
True martial arts are very rare.
At least for now, Fang Yue has not seen many people.
Especially since this young man has reached the level of the Virtual Immortal Realm, he definitely has the strength to challenge the strong men of the True Immortal Realm.
"A member of the Holy Clan!"
Fang Yue has already figured out the other party's identity.
His appearance is no different from that of a human being, but the blood in his body is surging, as if a god and demon are about to be born.
The Holy Clan was born out of the Human Race, and their relationship with the Human Race is quite subtle.
Some people are close to the human race and believe that the relationship between the saint race and the human race is equivalent to the relationship between mother and child. The human race is the foundation of the saint race.
"We are the managers of Anron City and are responsible for the order and rules in Anron City. If Wanxiang Pavilion does not follow the rules and violates the rules of Anron Town, I will naturally take charge of it!"
A true immortal from the black demon tribe said.
"There's no need to accuse me! I'm afraid the black demons have been coveting the many treasures in my Wanbao Pavilion for a long time! Now they just found an excuse to take action against us!"
The middle-aged man said angrily.
He had already seen through the thoughts of this black demon.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Fang Yue's mouth, Anran Town was becoming more and more interesting.
Now that I don’t even bother to pretend, Wanxiang Pavilion has directly torn off the face! The camps are clearly divided, and the last fig leaf has been torn off.
"History is written by the victors.
No matter what the reason is, as long as your Wanxiang Pavilion is reduced to ashes, it is not up to us to decide what is right or wrong!"
The True Immortal of the Black Demon Clan teased, he said somewhat indifferently.
"Are you really determined to destroy me, Wanxiang Pavilion, today?"
The middle-aged man said angrily.
"The master and three deputy masters of my Wanxiang Pavilion went to the front line to fight against the doomed creatures, but you took advantage of the situation and attacked my Wanxiang Pavilion like this. Won't this make the world's hearts and minds chill?"
"Hey, they can't come back! News has spread from the inner court, and any forces that are biased towards the human race will receive special care!"
The dark demon revealed a cruel truth.
What happened this time was premeditated and planned.
"Is this the truth you want me to see?
The human race has been targeted to such an extent! Am I not an exception?
But is it a representative among thousands of phenomena?"
Fang Yue looked at Master Yi Nian. He seemed to understand a little bit what Master Yi Nian wanted to tell him.
Only when you see it with your own eyes can you know the cruelty of reality! "Well! Although the Human League has a lot of things to say to you, it also has its own helplessness. Just like when you were going through the tribulation, the human race only stood up with two great leaders.
Luo Jinxian, but everyone knows that this is the limit of what the Human League can do for you!"
He Fan whispered in Fang Yue's ear.
"Although the Human League is very strong, it also has a huge task to take care of! You are not the only genius of the Human League, and they cannot place all their bets on you!"
He Fan once again defended the Human League. He didn’t want Fang Yue to feel cold towards the Human Race or the Human League! There are some things that he can’t do, not that he is unwilling to do them! “Wanxiang Pavilion is just biased towards the Human Race and yet it has been treated like this.
Suppression! One day, our Holy Clan will follow in the footsteps of the Human Clan!"
The young man in white said in a low voice.
His mood was a little low.
The human race is far different from what he imagined.
Even small tribes like the Cowman Clan and the Black Demon Clan dared to bully them.
This made him quite angry, and at the same time he felt sad for the human race. The race that was so powerful in the past had actually declined to this point.
Is the human race really in trouble?
"Dark Demon Clan?
Hey!"
In the darkness, a figure appeared, his body shrouded in a black robe.
He sneered.
The two true immortals of the Black Demon Clan suddenly turned around, and they all felt a hairy feeling all over their bodies.
They felt as if they were being targeted by a poisonous snake, and there was an uncomfortable feeling all over their bodies.
There was a loud sound.
The void tears apart.
The sound was like cracking brocade, extremely harsh! The person who took action was Fang Yue, and the figure shrouded in black robe was just a gray figure of his at the level of the true fairyland.
The gray figure was born out of his body. As his understanding of the laws deepened, the strength of this gray figure also continued to grow.
The head of a black demon fell to the ground.
His eyes were wide open, and he was extremely unwilling to die.
Even before he died, he didn't capture how the gray figure took action! Blood rain poured down, and the wind roared! The black demon tribe's attack on Wanxiang Pavilion turned out to be a true fairyland strongman among the black demon tribe.
The fall of the king has begun! Everyone is horrified.
Everyone's eyes fell on the black robe.
Although True Fairyland is not the strongest in Anran Town, at least it is a powerful being with great status.
The black demons use the true fairyland to force the palace, which inherently represents an attitude.
As a result, a black demon at the level of a true fairyland was killed as if he were a chicken in real life.
This left everyone speechless! The reversal was too sudden! How did this black demon at the true fairyland level die?
Many people are replaying the scene just now in their minds.
Caught off guard, it's amazing! The black demon tribe has hit a brick wall! Someone said silently.
A strong man at the True Immortal Realm died like this, which was a heavy blow to the black demons in Anran Town.
The True Fairyland has become the face of all races.
The death of a true immortal.
For the black demon clan, it is an unbearable pain.
"Let's hold a memorial service for this strong man from the Black Demon Clan! After all, he died for Enron Town!"
Out of the blue, Fang Yue suddenly made such a suggestion.
Another true immortal from the Black Demon Clan looked at Fang Yue angrily.
"But this black demon died to safeguard the interests of the Tauren clan, because he felt that the Tauren clan should express it!"
After Fang Yue's words came out, the eyes of the true immortal from the Black Demon Clan lit up.
There's nothing wrong with me, old man.
The death of the true immortal of the Black Demon Tribe cannot be in vain! The murderer...the murderer cannot be killed by them.
If that's the case, let the tauren pay the bill! At least you can get some compensation, right?
The tauren stared.
I guess, does this have anything to do with us?
It was obviously this man in black robe who killed your True Immortal, okay? Instead of looking for this True Immortal, why don't you look for us?
The tauren glared at him! A faint smile appeared on Fang Yue's face.
Sure enough, there are no eternal friends in this world, only eternal interests.
"Then shall we deal with this cow-human race?"
The middle-aged man said weakly.
He could see now that everyone present was a big boss.
The game between them is far beyond what I can participate in at my level.
"Why keep it?
After killing him, he broke the rules of Wanxiang Pavilion, why should we keep him for the New Year?"
Fang Yue stared.
The middle-aged man grinned.
"Okay!"
At this moment, the middle-aged man has completely lost his cold look just now.
In front of people like Fang Yue, he can't be cold. He is cold towards people who are not as good as him! "You guys!"
The tauren at the virtual fairyland level looked at Fang Yue and others.
At this moment, the anger in his heart seemed like a huge furnace, about to explode! "What happened to us?
It was you tauren who came to cause trouble first, if you don't want to accept it, come and beat me!"
Fang Yue straightened out his chest and chest and stood in front of the tauren.
The tauren at the Void Fairyland level did not dare to take action.
Because he felt the coldness radiating from the black-robed big man behind him! If he dared to take action, the next moment he would face a thunderous strike.
This is a real boss. He kills even the true immortals in the Black Demon Clan like dogs. To him, he doesn’t even count a little finger! "Okay! You are cruel!"
The tauren glared at Fang Yue and said fiercely.
He knew that he was in trouble this time.
Losing his wife and losing his troops did not bring any benefits, but only made him feel embarrassed.
Afterwards, all the True Immortals from the Tauren and the Black Demon Clan retreated, leaving only the Great Saint Realm Tauren who was the one who started to cause trouble, yelling at the sky and the earth for not responding! "Thank you so much, young hero.
!”
The middle-aged man came over and bowed deeply to Fang Yue.
He could tell at a glance that the previous relationship between the black-robed man and Fang Yue was that of servant and master.
Fang Yue smiled and said: "It's easy to say! Don't thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank this young man from the Saint Clan! You and I are both human beings, so we should surrender and help each other! But people from the Saint Clan can see each other on the road.
If you don’t feel like it, it would be very generous to draw your sword to help!”
Fang Yue brought the topic to the young man in white.
Hearing this, the white-clothed young man from the Saint clan smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't help much! I thought I could still help Wanxiang Pavilion, but I didn't expect that before I could take action, the Black Demon clan had already retreated!"
"Anyone who is willing to help our human race is a friend!"
Fang Yue said grandly.
"My name is Han Chuan. If you don't mind, I can make a friend!"
The boy in white also had a cheerful personality, and Fang Yue had a great crush on him as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Okay! Fang Yue!"
Fang Yue stretched out his hand to shake Han Chuan's hand.
Han Chuan smiled, as warm as the spring breeze.
"I'm afraid Wanxiang Pavilion is in danger this time! There are already people in Anran Town who have taken refuge in the Wan clan and want to embrace their thighs and use any means to deal with the human race! Those people's thoughts are careful and vicious. If they don't take action, it will be like that.
Like thunder, Wanxiang Pavilion will be put to death!