Shura God Emperor

The pale golden energy, like a small golden sun, surrounded Xiao Yu.

However, what this golden aura exploded out was an extremely fierce sword light aura.

All the people retreated to a piece, for fear of affecting themselves.

Jin Xiangan stared at Xiao Yu coldly in front of him, and said: "I, Jin Xiangan, is a bit of a talking position in Xicheng, but you don't give me face like this! Believe it or not, if I just have a thought, you will become Fragments!"

Shrouded by these golden lights, it still has the aura of the gods. To tell the truth, if it were an average cultivator, he would definitely be afraid, but Xiao Yu was different.

Xiao Yu was still calm and calm, and said, "Young Master Jin, why do you have to do such a great job? Everyone has no grievances and no grudges. Isn't it just a business? Must be torn apart?"

Jin Xiangan sneered: "We are indeed innocent, so as long as you leave now, I can assume that nothing has happened, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

The whole audience, including those turtles, were shocked.

Fighting is not allowed in the slave market. Pei Yuan has explicitly banned them, but they dare not approach it or persuade them!

Now Jin Xiang'an is angry, won't they suffer if they go?

Xiao Yu sighed: "The rules are the rules, don't you even follow the rules? I have paid the price, and the higher price will be paid, Master Jin, you don't want to mix it up."

To be honest, Xiao Yu really didn't want to have any ties and conflicts with the Jin family, but if he had to be forced to do so, he would protect himself.

"Nonsense, you choose the road yourself!"

Jin Xiangan didn't have any patience, and a sharp killing intent flashed in his eyes.

With a movement of his mind, the pale golden imposing energy suddenly turned into a ten-meter-long giant knife, which immediately slashed towards Xiao Yu.

"The inheritance **** pattern of the Jin family, the tiger sings!"

It was not a long knife, but a short-handled big knife. The mere sight of the **** pattern condensed by this aura was amazing.

The blade is smooth, huge, and heavy. It is extremely overbearing and chopped down like a tiger descending a mountain.

Xiao Yu felt that this so-called Tiger Sword had reached a human-level sixth rank!

The most powerful **** pattern rank he encountered temporarily was Shao Lin sent by the queen to kill him. It was only the fifth rank of human level, but compared with Huming Sword, although it was a rank difference, its strength and realm There, instead, the power of the **** pattern is even greater.

Xiao Yu shook his head slightly, and the next moment, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and at the same time, his footsteps suddenly stomped on the ground.

"People have a bottom line, don't think you have a **** pattern, you are great!"

Xiao Yu snorted coldly, and the aura of the whole person changed, and a deep and dead aura soared into the sky, which instantly smashed Jin Xiangan's spirit pattern aura.

A huge shock spread from the first floor, and all the people backed up a few steps, all of them stuck on the wall.

"What a profound skill! Who is this person? His skill rank...how could it be so profound!"

Every cultivator couldn't help but feel shocked in his eyes, let alone Jin Xiangan who was fighting against Xiao Yu.

The Jin family in Xicheng is a large local family. It needs training resources, training resources, defense armor and defense armor. In the West City, except for the five prince Zhao Hongli, no one can compare with the Jin family in the level of practice. .

Even the strong from outside, as far as the entire dynasty is concerned, if they can really hold down the Jin family, there will be no more than five fingers, but it will definitely not happen to such an unbelievable person.

Who is he! ?

Xiao Yu said coldly: "Young Master Jin, please respect yourself. There are many people in the world that you can't afford to provoke. In Xicheng, you are a local snake, but the strong dragon may not be able to crush you!"

This is of course a warning and Xiao Yu's bottom line.

But Jin Xiangan listened, but it was an insult. He flushed and said furiously: "As long as my Jin family is still in Xicheng, Xicheng will be our place for one day! Whether you are a strong dragon or a snake, let me lie down when you come. Go!"

Jin Xiangan’s aura was condensed, ready to fight a battle. At this moment, a cold voice sounded like a morning bell in the whole hall on the first floor——

"Jin Xiangan, this is my place, not your Jin family residence!"