God of Life and Death

Chapter 2695: Han Chuan

"Does anyone of you tauren want to do it?"

The look of the middle-aged auctioneer is still calm.

At this time, two powerful figures came from a distance.

The powerful breath has a trembling sense of oppression.

They are all true immortals of the Dark Demons, with stern faces and burly figures.

"Vientiane Pavilion, I heard that your store is bullying customers, but is there such a thing?"

"Dark demons have mixed in? This time it's a big trouble!"

The middle-aged auctioneer didn't have the calmness he had before. He thought it was just an accident.

But he didn't expect the two true immortals from the Dark Demon Race to intervene in this matter, making him feel a little at a loss.

Even in the town of Anran, the powerhouse of the true fairyland level is still a big brother-level existence.

"This is the grievance between the tauren and the Vientiane Pavilion, you black demons follow along and join in!"

A teasing voice came.

Following this, a cynical young man in white also walked out of the crowd.

This white-clothed young man only has the level of cultivation of the virtual fairyland, but his breath is long and distant.

"This is a true master, at least two realms have been cultivated into the real martial realm!"

Fang Yue resonated with the boy in white.

Zhenwu is very rare.

At least for now, Fang Yue has not met many people.

Especially this young man has reached the level of the virtual fairyland, he definitely has the strength to compete against the powerhouse of the true fairyland.

"People of the saints!"

Fang Yue has insight into the identity of the other party.

His appearance is no different from the human race, but the blood in his body is surging, as if a **** and demon are about to be born.

The holy race is born out of the human race, and the relationship with the human race is quite subtle.

Some people are close to the human race, thinking that the birth of the holy race and the human race is equivalent to the relationship between mother and child. The human race is the foundation of the holy race.

"I am the manager of Anran City, responsible for the order and rules in Anran City. This Vientiane Pavilion does not follow the rules and defeats the rules of Anran Town. I will naturally take care of it!"

A true immortal of the Dark Demons said.

"There is nothing wrong with the crime! I am afraid the Dark Demons have been coveting my many treasures in the Wanbao Pavilion for a long time! Now it is just an excuse to wait for me to release it!"

The middle-aged man said angrily.

He had seen through the thoughts of the dark demons a long time ago.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Fang Yue's mouth, and Anran Town became more and more interesting.

Now I don’t even bother to pretend to be disguised, Vientiane Pavilion directly tore his face!

The camp was clear, and the last fig leaf was torn off.

"History, written by the victors. No matter what the reason, as long as your Vientiane Pavilion is reduced to ashes, it is not up to us to decide whether everything is right or wrong!"

The true immortal of the Black Demon clan teased, he said somewhat indifferently.

"Are you really determined to destroy my Wanxiang Pavilion today?"

The middle-aged man said angrily.

"The pavilion owner and the three deputy pavilion owners in my Vientiane Pavilion went to the front line to fight against the calamity creatures, but you took advantage of the vacancy and attacked my Vientiane Pavilion. Wouldn't it make the world feel chilly and toothless?"

"Hey, they can't come back! News has spread from the inner court, as long as the forces favoring the human race will be given priority care!"

The dark demons revealed a cruel truth.

This time the matter was premeditated and planned.

"Is this the truth you want me to see? Human race has been targeted to such a point! I am not alone? I am a representative of thousands of phenomena?"

Fang Yue looked at Master Yi Nian, he seemed to understand what Master Yi Nian was trying to tell, and he heard nothing.

Only by witnessing it with your own eyes will you know the cruelty of reality!

"Yeah! Although there are many places where the Human League can’t stand you, but it also has its own helplessness, just like when you were crossing the Tribulation, although Human Race only stood up two big Luo Jinxians, but everyone did not know that this is already the Human League. The limit I can do for you!"

He Fan whispered in Fang Yue's ear.

"Although the League of People is very strong, the corresponding dishes that need to be taken care of are also huge!

You are not the only arrogant of Renmeng, and they can't put all the bets on you! "

He Fan once again defended the League of People. He didn't want Fang Yue to be chilled to the Human Race and the League of People!

Some things cannot be done, not because they are unwilling to do it!

"The Vientiane Pavilion is only biased towards the Human Race and has actually been suppressed like this! Will my Saint Race follow in the Human Race's footsteps one day!"

The boy in white whispered.

His mood was a little depressed.

Human Race is far from what he imagined.

Even small tribes like the Bull Race and the Black Demon Race dare to bully them.

This made him quite angry, and at the same time sad for the human race, the former such a strong race has not fallen to this point.

Is it true that Human Race is not working anymore?

"Black Demons? Hey!"

In the darkness, a figure appeared, and his body was shrouded in a black robe.

He sneered.

The two true immortals of the Black Demon Race suddenly turned around, and they all felt a hairy feeling all over their bodies.

They felt as if they were being stared at by a poisonous snake, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Once again.

The void is torn apart.

The sound like a cracked brocade is extremely harsh!

The person who shot was Fang Yue, and the figure shrouded in black robe was nothing but a gray figure of his true fairyland level.

The gray figure was born in his body, and as his understanding of the law deepened, the strength of the gray figure continued to grow.

A head of the Dark Demons fell to the ground.

His eyes opened in anger, and he was extremely unwilling to die.

He didn't even catch how the gray figure that shot did it before he died!

The rain of blood is pouring, the wind roars!

The black demon clan's force against the Vientiane Pavilion is actually a prelude to the fall of a true fairyland powerhouse among the black demon clan!

Everyone was horrified.

Everyone's eyes fell on the black robe.

True Wonderland, although not the strongest in Anran Town, it is at least a powerful presence.

The black demons force the palace with a true fairyland, which originally represents an attitude.

As a result, a black demons at the level of a true fairyland was actually killed by a little chicken.

This makes everyone very speechless!

The reversal was too sudden!

How did this true fairyland-level black demons die?

Many people are replaying the scene just now in their minds.

Unprepared, amazing!

The black demons have kicked the iron plate!

Someone said silently.

A strong man at the real fairyland level just died, which was a heavy blow to the Black Demons in Anran Town.

The true fairyland is already the card of all races.

The death of a true fairy. It is an unbearable pain for the Dark Demons.

"Let’s open a memorial service for this powerful Dark Demon! He died for Anran Town after all!"

Suddenly, Fang Yue suddenly made such a proposal.

The other true fairy of the Black Demon Clan glared at Fang Yue.

"However, this black demons died to protect the interests of the tauren family, so they should express their feelings for the tauren family!"

When Fang Yue's words were spoken, the real fairy of the Dark Demon clan lit up.

Old iron, nothing wrong.

The true celestial being of the Black Demon is dead, so it is impossible to die for nothing!

Murderer... Murderer they absolutely can't do it.

If so, let the tauren pay the bill!

Anyhow, I can make some compensation, isn't it?

The tauren stared.

I rub, it has something to do with us?

Obviously this black-robed man killed your true celestial being so good, don’t you look for this true celestial, ask us to dry your hair?

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 we still deal with this bull race?"

The middle-aged man said weakly.

He could see now that all the big guys were present. The game between them is far from being able to participate in their own level.

"Why do you keep it? After killing the matter, he broke the rules in the Vientiane Pavilion. Is it possible to keep him for the New Year?"

Fang Yue stared.

The middle-aged man grinned.

"okay!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man has completely disappeared from the cold look just now.

In front of people like Fang Yue, he couldn't get cold, and Gao Leng treated people who were inferior to him!

"you guys!"

The tauren of the virtual fairyland level looked at Fang Yue and the others.

The anger in his heart at this moment, like a huge melting pot, is about to explode!

"What's wrong with us? You tauren came to look for things first. If you are unwilling, come and hit me!"

Fang Yue straightened his chest and stood in front of the tauren.

The tauren of the virtual fairyland level did not dare to do it.

Because he felt the cold chill from the **** robe behind him!

If he dares to make a move, the next moment he will face a thunder blow.

This is a real big boss, even the true immortals of the Dark Demons are like slaughter dogs. For him, even a little finger is not counted!

"Okay! You are ruthless!"

The tauren glared at Fang Yue and said fiercely.

He knew that he had been planted this time.

Losing the wife and breaking down the soldiers didn't get any benefits, but instead caused a commotion.

Afterwards, all the true immortals of the tauren and the black demons retreated, leaving only the big holy realm-level tauren who was the first to find the fault there, making the earth not working!

"Thank you young man!"

The middle-aged man came over, and the other party Yue Shen gave a deep bow.

He could tell at a glance that the relationship between the black robe man and Fang Yue should be the relationship between the servant and the master.

Fang Yue smiled and said: "It's easy to say! Don't thank me, if you want to thank you, thank the young man of the saint! You and I are both humans, and you should surrender and help each other! But people who are saints can see you. It's very righteous to draw a sword to help you!"

Fang Yue brought the topic to the young man in white.

The white-clothed youth of the Saint Race heard the words and smiled bitterly: "I didn't help me! I thought I could help the Vientiane Pavilion, but I didn't expect that the people of the Black Demon Race had already retreated!"

"As long as they are willing to do something for my human race, they are all friends!"

Fang Yue said magnificently.

"My name is Han Chuan, if I don't dislike it, I can make a friend!"

The white-clothed boy also has that kind of hearty personality, and Fang Yue has a great affection when he speaks.

"Good! Fang Yue!"

Fang Yue stretched out his hand to shake hands with Han Chuan.

Han Chuan smiled, with a gentle smile like a spring breeze.

"This time, the Vientiane Pavilion is dangerous! There are already people in Anran town who have taken refuge in the Ten Thousands, wanting to hold their thighs, and unscrupulously dealt with the Humans! Those people's minds are meticulous and vicious. Like a thunder, I will put Vientiane Pavilion to death!"