"Lord Tian, if you insist on this, you are a poor monk, and you can't protect you. ”

The eight-fingered master, his hands folded: "If you don't leave the scabbard, then don't blame the poor monk, today - kill the demon and eliminate the demon!"

Demon!

Demon!

……

Demon!

Bang!

The eight-fingered master, the last thing he said, the word "demon", directly turned into thunder, shocking the entire sky.

"Buddha, lion roar!"

"It's so strong!"

"Yes, Master Eight Fingers!"

The roaring thunder, the surrounding heroes, all short of breath and weak hearts, are uncomfortable in their hearts.

This is just the aftermath of the surrounding waves, and it is already terrifying, so what about Wang Chulan in the center of the storm?

Just thinking about it, the heroes couldn't help but shudder, and they all felt sad for Wang Chulan.

"This Tian Boguang, like us, is a ghost cultivator, but because of the scabbard, he was surrounded and suppressed by the martial artists, which is really terrifying. ”

"Yes, this kid is really sad enough, who made him a disciple of the Flower Sect!"

"The Flower Sect is related to the Corpse Gate, and the Eight-Fingered Master is compassionate and compassionate, so it is naturally impossible for the scabbard to fall into the hands of Tian Boguang!"

In the midst of the discussion of the heroes, the blue eagle shook his fan, and his eyes were full of pride: "The two tigers are fighting, this is great!"

The eight-fingered master, and the heroes present, are not all the way, and they are opposites to each other.

Merely!

Because of Wang Chulan, these two groups of people came together for the time being.

So!

The eight-fingered master and Wang Chulan, as long as they fight each other, they will definitely have losses.

When two tigers fight, one will be injured!

So!

No matter who wins or loses, he is the biggest winner for the Blue Eagles.

However, the next scene made the heroes widen their eyes.

But it turned out!

In the face of the eight-fingered master, the sudden sonic attack, Wang Chulan hugged the girl directly in his arms.

Poof!

The next moment, in Wang Chulan's throat, another mouthful of old blood sprayed on the ground.

Quiet!

The audience, like death, was silent.

At this moment, the heroes stood in place, their eyes full of incredulity.

All the people present were ghost cultivators, all of them were very selfish, and for their own interests, they could even kill their own relatives.

They never dreamed that Tian Boguang, who was also a ghost cultivator, could be so righteous for others.

"Uncle, why do you bother, what are you doing like this?" the girl's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

To tell the truth, although the girl likes Wang Chulan, it is only a preliminary sprout, just a spark.

And!

Because of Wang Chulan's identity, he is the fiancé of his good sister Yu Jiayin.

So!

In the girl's heart, in fact, she has completely given up Wang Chulan and hidden the feelings in her heart.

However!

At the moment when the eight-fingered master launched an attack, Wang Chulan did not hesitate to use his back again to cut down the attack for the girl.

In an instant, the girl's heart, the last line of defense, completely collapsed.

At this moment, no matter who Wang Chulan is, the girl doesn't mind.

In the girl's heart, there is only Wang Chulan, and the whole world seems to be no longer important.

This sudden scene also made the eight-fingered master feel shocked.

Master of Eight Fingers, I never dreamed that Tian Boguang, a demon, would be so infatuated.

"Amitabha!"

The eight-fingered master couldn't help but sigh: "Master Tian, the lion roar of the poor monk is an attack on you, not on Miss Bi, why are you suffering?"