The wind is disgusting.

So many innocent people were killed in Xuanyang Town, and even the season rain was killed by them.

This account cannot be calculated in this way.

In any case, you must get justice for the people of Xuanyang Town for the poetry rain.

Wang Yan made up his mind, and Wang Yan turned away, took a step, and walked outside.

At this time, the green beads were holding the king's silence, and his face said anxiously, "Master, where are you going?"You don’t want to get revenge, do you?Don't do it!There are many feng stroop disciples, each one is highly skilled, you must not impulsive ah...”

Wang Luoqi was also worried and persuaded: "Lonely brother, don't be impulsive."Although the shady wind is not a big door, it should not be underestimated.”

Wang Lian looked back at Wang Luoqi and said in a very firm voice: "Sister, I understand!"

After seeing Wang Lian's eyes, Wang Luo's eyes flashed a strange color, sighed, and did not persuade.

She knew that her brother was not a reckless man.

If he knew this, he would dare to take revenge, and certainly had his own intention.

Even if the underworld is not good to deal with, she believes in her brother.

At this time, Wang Yan extended his right hand, wiped the tears in the corners of his green eyes, and said powerfully: "Green beads, rest assured, I will definitely recover a fair for the people of Xuanyang Town!"

After saying this, Wang Yan took a big step out and left the room.

Zhu Shi, Jiang Zhentian, Xiao Hope and others have not yet left the Tianbao Pavilion, and they seem to have been alarmed by the movement here and gathered here.

When they heard the words of the king in the house, they were all in disarray.

Looking at the king's silence coming out of the room, they were all worried and persuaded each of them to let Wang Yan temporarily calm down.

This revenge, of course, is to be reported, but not now.

When they settled the people of Xuanyang Town, they kept their strength and strength, and then gathered the people and took revenge with the king's silence.

Wang Yan shook his head, glanced at the people, and said indifferently, "Can't wait so long."

“If the Lord of the Yinfengs had learned of the news of their failure to attack Xuanyang Town, I am afraid that he would soon bring another crime.”

“You continue to settle the people of Xuanyang Town and treat the wounded.This revenge is for me!It is up to me to destroy it!”

In the voice of the king, there was a fierce killing.

“Wang, we know you are strong.But how can you deal with the whole yin wind alone?They are great devils!”

People are still persuading.

Wang Lian was a big hand, disdainfully sneered: "In front of me, there is no one, qualified to call the devil!"

After saying this, the people did not wait for the people to react, and the king's silence had gone away.

Looking at the back of the king's silence, everyone was worried and sighed.

Two days later, at the foot of the mountain, a teenager appeared.

The boy hung an iron sword on his waist, looked up at the gloomy mountain of the gloomy mountain, and his eyes flashed a wisp of killing machine.

There is no doubt that the boy is the king's silence.

A few days ago, Wang Lian learned from the mouths of Zhu Shi, Jiang Zhentian and others that the gate of the shady wind was located.

The wind is located on this mountain.

This mountain is also in the territory of the Great Summer Dynasty, but it is still far from Xuanyang Town.

Wang Lian also ran for two days, and then he reached the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the direction of the mountaintop, Wang Yan no longer hesitated, immediately took the step and ran to the direction of the mountaintop.

The whole mountain gives people a feeling of gloomy horror, and it is obvious that this shady wind is not a good thing.

He had been running to the halfway side of the mountain, and Wang Yan had stopped his pace.

He saw a huge stone door in front of him, three large words engraved with "yin wind" directly above him, and eight large characters engraved on both sides of "the wind gusts, the trespasser died".

Beneath the stone gate stood five or six figures, apparently a yin-wind disciple.

At this moment, they also noticed the silence of the king, the evil god, and the face was not good: "You don't look like a yin-the-wind disciple, what kind of person are you, actually dare to trespass the mountain and find death?"

“You are the one who is looking for death!”

Wang Yan laughed coldly and pulled out the iron sword between his waist, and the whole person ran like a ghost.

These underworld disciples had not yet reacted, so they were beheaded by the king under the sword.

Wang Lian continued to move forward, along the way, and met many underworld disciples.

These people saw the king's silence, and suddenly their faces changed greatly and they killed them.

Unfortunately, the power of Wang Lian is too strong, or that the strength of these people is too weak.

No one can stop the king’s silence.

Wherever he went, he would have corpses in the fields, blood flowed into rivers, and screamed.

Soon, he was near the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there are countless jade pavilions, which are obviously the core of the underworld.

At this moment, on the golden and glorious hall of the underworld, dozens of figures are gathered.

They knelt in the hall, trembling and frightened.

These people are the Yufeng disciples who escaped from Xuanyang Town.

At the top of the temple is a black-gray throne.

On the throne sat an old man with gray hair and dry skin.

The old man's skin was like silt, and the crumpled was dry and dry.His eyes were also dim and powerless, as if he could die at any moment.

But all the people present were in awe of the old man.

Because this old man is the patriarch of the underworld, Yue Lingfeng.

At this moment, Yue Lingfeng was still sitting on a beautiful young woman in her about 20s and 30s.

This woman is the wife of Yue Lingfeng, and the sister of the stone-strike - Shi Yuqi.

Seeing Yue Lingfeng's eyes coldly glanced at the disciples who knelt in the hall, his tone was not happy: "A group of waste, all damn it!"But let you go to a small town in the slaughter area, you can't do this little thing, it's really useless!"

“Lord, forgive me!I can’t blame it, we almost succeeded.But where do you know that suddenly a young man was killed, even the elder died at the hands of this young man?

The students were terrified and asked for forgiveness.

“The boy?”

Yue Lingfeng's eyebrows were picked and said quietly, "Is it the king's silence?"

"Yes, the boy's name seems to be called the king's silence!"

The students on their knees nodded their heads.

“Certainly it is him!”

Sitting next to Yue Lingfeng, Shi Yueqi suddenly appeared on his face with a hatred, and he said to Yue Lingfeng, “Lord, this king’s silence killed my brother.”The Heavenly Pavilion, Xiaojia, and Jiangjia are all accomplices.Lord, you must avenge my brother.”

“Be assured, be of the good, this Lord will kill them all!”

Yue Lingfeng patted the jade hand of the jade of the jade, proudly said: "We are strong in the wind, and even the emperor of the great summer imperial dynasty does not dare to take care of us."The district of Tianbao Pavilion Xuanyang Town Branch, there is a group of garbage forces, the Lord does not put it in his eyes at all.”

When he had said this, he waved his hand and ordered, “Come, man!Gather all the disciples to the Lord, and this time the Lord will personally bring people to kill Xuanyang Town!”

"No need!The old man has arrived!”

However, the word of Yue Lingpei should just fall.Outside the hall, there was a sneer.

Then he saw a young man, like entering a no-man's land, striding into the hall.