The killer bodyguard of the beautiful president

This battle is over, and the god king of the Mahalaka Palace is dead.

More than 60 people were captured, among them, there were 15 people with innate cultivation bases, all of whom were innate primary cultivation bases.

It is also cultivated by the demon king as a backup force. After their cultivation level has improved, they will implant chips, and they will be able to create fifteen innate peaks.

Fortunately, Mozun didn't attack them, which saved their lives.

Wang Yan looked at them, "The God King Mohou is dead, and the Temple of Mohoraka no longer exists."

"Keeping this temple is also a shame that you will never wash away in your lifetime!"

"Send your Palace Master one last time!"

Those people surrounded the Lord of Mohou Temple, where they mourned collectively.

The Shura warriors stood aside and watched, and had nothing to do with them.

Even hostile.

Wang Yan swung his sword and slashed at the Mahalaka Hall, and it collapsed in an instant.

The former Mahalaka Temple has become ruins.

"From this moment on, you have gained a new life."

"Not my captive, nor the captive of Shura Temple."

"From now on, your identities will be Shura warriors! However, you are still allowed to continue fighting with me as Mohu warriors."

"The culprit who caused all this is the Demon Lord! Follow me to kill him, destroy the Demon Lord, and avenge your palace master!"

Wang Yan looked at the crowd and said loudly.

Those 60 people all had hatred in their eyes.

Hatred against the Demon Lord's forces!

"Sura God King, thank you for not killing me!"

"We are willing to fight with you! If we can survive this battle by chance, we will definitely join the Shura Temple!"

Those people made a solemn statement.

Wang Yan nodded slightly, "Okay, then follow me to the next stop!"

"Save other temples, people who are oppressed by the Demon Lord!"

Leading the crowd towards the front, the number of people increased.

Xiaoying turned to Xu Yuan and murmured in a low voice: "See, this is the high artistic level of Brother Yan's speaking."

"Obviously it was attacking other temples in the past, but changing the meaning of saving people who were oppressed by the demon king instantly changed the meaning."

"Xu Yuan, you should learn more!"

Xu Yuan nodded slightly, "Well, it is indeed a university question! A good way to win people's hearts!"

While speaking, he did not forget to sneak a glance at Xiao Keqing.

If he had learned the art of language, getting along with Xiao Keqing would not be so strenuous.

Soon, Wang Yan led the crowd to the Jinnara Hall.

As before, the master of the Jinnara Hall led the crowd out to stop him.

"Master Manke, let's stop talking nonsense."

"Compete with me one-on-one!"

Wang Yan held the Ashura sword and pointed at the opponent.

Lord Manke smiled coldly, "Wang Yan, I know you are very strong, if I fight you, I might lose to you."

"But at this point, I have no way out, only to fight to the end!"

"No, you still have one last chance to survive."

Wang Yan shook his head slightly, "You are not too poisoned, if you are willing to believe me, I can help you out."

Ok?

Lord Manke, "Are you serious? Do you think I will believe it?"

Wang Yan shook his head, "Master Manke, I want to kill you, do you find it difficult?"

"If I make a move, you won't even be able to catch a single move! We didn't have much enmity, but it was the Demon Lord who enslaved you and turned me into an enemy and antagonistic relationship."

"I don't think you are willing to be enslaved by the Demon Venerable either!"

Lord Manke fell silent, and about a minute passed.

Stagger!

Palace Master Manke took the initiative to throw the weapon in his hand on the ground.

"In this battle, even if I try my best, I still cannot escape death."

"I know very well that I am not your opponent at all."

"Since you said that there is a way to save me, then I am willing to believe you once."

"Come on though!"

Wang Yan nodded slightly, "Master Manke, you are a smart person, you didn't choose to put all your eggs in one basket and go all the way to the dark."

Wang Yan held the Asura sword and walked forward.

The biggest difference between Lord Manke and Lord Mohou is that they did not forcibly raise their cultivation to the innate peak in advance.

In other words, the black object in his body has not completely eroded his body.

There is still the possibility of salvation.

Ever since he realized this after the battle with Zhang Jun, he has been thinking about this issue with great concentration.

How to peel off the black object and save the other party's life.

Zhang Jun's death, including the remorse before his death, touched him a lot.

He finally found out the way to save him.

In the previous battle, he stabbed the Lord Mohou with his sword, not to kill him.

Just to peel off that black mass.

It's a pity that the master of Mohou Hall was forcibly promoted to the innate peak, and there is no way to save him.

Wang Yan lifted the Asura sword and directly pierced the chest of Lord Manke.

Rather than stabbing Lord Manke, it is better to say that he stabbed the black object.

Forcibly stripped out, beheaded with a sword.

Cough cough cough...

Palace Master Manke vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Wang Yan hurriedly delivered the healing elixir, and asked Palace Master Manke to take it.

"Thank you." Palace Master Manke gasped.

For Palace Master Manke, Wang Yan's sword attack just now was at most a skin trauma.

It didn't do him much harm.

But stripping the mass of black object from the body inevitably brought some damage to Lord Manke.

It takes a while to recover.

As the mass of black object was stripped out of the body.

Palace Master Manke's cultivation has fallen to the innate intermediate level.

It was also within Wang Yan's expectation.

"Master Manke, let's stop fighting."

"Now you and I have a common enemy, and that is the power of the Demon Lord!"

Wang Yan said softly.

Lord Manke nodded solemnly, "That's right, the Demon Lord forcibly enslaved us, robbed us of the Holy Spirit Stone, and raised us as puppets, which is a heinous crime!"

"It's a pity that many of my subordinates have become chip people. Wang Yan, is there a way to save them?"

Wang Yan shook his head and sighed, "I haven't worked hard on this, so I can't find a solution for now, and I can't find a solution."

"However, give me some more time, maybe I can find an effective way to crack it."

Lord Manke nodded, and immediately ordered in a cold voice, "I will imprison all the disciples who have become chip people."

"Anyone who dares to resist will directly kill Wushe!"

The Kinnara fighters who did not become chip people did so immediately.

They all know that imprisoning those people is also a helpless move.

In case of accidents, those chip people will fight towards them.

Doing this is just to find a way to save people and get out of the sea of ​​suffering.

"Master Manke, I have to trouble you to go to other temples with me, and help me persuade the other masters."

"If there is a possibility of saving, don't give up."

Wang Yan said softly.

Lord Manke nodded, "Okay, I'll go with you."

Lord Manke was carried, and followed Wang Yan on the road to the Garuda Hall.

The trip was relatively smooth, because the Lord Manke followed, and the Lord Garuda chose to believe without any hesitation.

Finally, with the help of Wang Yan, he successfully got rid of the black object and regained his freedom.

Subsequently, the three hall masters of Gandharpo Hall, Yasha Hall, and Dragon King Hall were successfully rescued.

Only when he arrived at the Emperor's Temple, Wang Yan sighed helplessly, and there was no possibility of saving him.

The master of the Emperor Temple, like the master of Mohou, was forcibly promoted to the peak of innateness, and he was determined to fight Wang Yan with the determination to die.

It turned out to be self-defeating and ruined his life in vain.

Now that this is the case, there is no need for Wang Yan to hold back.

It is very straightforward to kill with a single sword.

The master of the Emperor's Temple, in his hands, can't make a move.

Several other hall masters were also lonely and sad.

At the same time, he was also secretly glad that he was not in a hurry to forcibly improve his cultivation and fight to the death with the Shura God King.

Since then, the Temple of the Emperor and the Temple of Mahalaka have been destroyed.

Of the eight temples, only six remained.

Wang Yan didn't rush to besiege the dark castle immediately.

Instead, let the five palace masters recuperate first.

After recovering from the injury, come and fight against the Demon Lord's forces.