Nodding towards Nangong Mi'er, Yan Wubound's gaze swept towards the fat and thin second elder.

The fat and thin second elder in front of him, his face was ruddy, and he obviously did not suffer any damage and too much consumption in the battle with the Murong family, which made Yan Wubian a little surprised.

Before, Yan Wubian learned from Nangong Mi'er's mouth that this time to participate in the qualifying competition, in addition to the head of the Murong family, Murong Feng, who is the cultivation of the Fusion Soul Consummation, there are several elders of the Fusion Spirit Xiaocheng and Dacheng, and the rest are the disciples who participated, such a formation, to be honest, is not strong.

You must know that in the previous qualifying competitions, except for the Long family as the host, the other seven major forces would have two spirit masters who had completed the soul fusion to follow them to participate in the qualifying competition.

The role of these strong men, in addition to showing their strength, is more important to protect the safety of their own disciples.

After all, the disciples in each participating force are all geniuses, and those who die in the land of trials are not as good as others, but if someone is jealous and is secretly eradicated on the road, the loss is absolutely unprecedented, and this kind of loss, no matter which force it is, can not afford it.

But this time, the Murong family only had Murong Feng, a powerhouse with a perfect soul, leading the team, and this situation was a bit abnormal.

If it was said that the Murong family did not have the rest of the Soul Fusion Perfection powerhouses, he would not believe it if he killed Yan Wubian, even the Yan family, which had been in decline for a long time, still had some strong people who could not live in seclusion and cultivated in Shenfeng Island, how could the Murong family be left with Murong Feng alone.

If this was the case, the Murong family would have been replaced by the rest of the forces long ago! How could it still firmly occupy the title of one of the eight major forces.

Either these Soul Fusion Perfection powerhouses of the Murong family are in a state of retreat and are in a critical time, or something happens to the Murong family, and these powerhouses need to be in charge, so that there will be no other powerhouses to follow over to protect these genius disciples.

With a slight turn in his mind, combined with the current chaos of dark creatures in Dongzhou, Yan Wubian believed that the Murong family should have a second situation now.

However, even so, in the face of two powerhouses of the same realm, Yan Wubian still didn't believe that Murong Feng, who was the head of the Murong family, would die at the hands of the two old men in front of him.

The head of the Murong family, who can be one of the eight major forces, how can he be an ordinary person, not to mention his strength to defeat the fat and thin two elders in front of him, but there will definitely be no problem with self-preservation.

If Murong Feng was desperate, the two Netherworld Saint Sect powerhouses in front of him would never be able to appear in front of him intact.

The more he thought about it, the more Yan Wubian felt that things might not be simple, and Murong Feng had a good chance of breaking through from these two people.

And these people should be the old man who escaped from him before, and after discovering that they had also come to Shuiyun City, he led these people to the door.

The many thoughts in his mind were just a breathing time, looking at the people of the Netherworld Holy Sect who surrounded the entire courtyard, Yan Wubian couldn't help but sneer, and said slowly:

"If you want our lives, I'm afraid that you people are not qualified enough, get out of here now, I'll treat it as if nothing happened, once you do it, I hope you won't regret it then." ”

"You...... , Okay, good, really arrogant, just with Yan Xuanzhong, this old guy alone, do you really think he can protect you? It's ridiculous. ”

Hearing Yan Wubian's words, the fat old man's gaze changed slightly, and the other party didn't seem to put them in his eyes, as if he had something to rely on.

However, the matter has come to this point, and he can't be allowed to retreat anymore, just as he was about to order everyone to do it, his face suddenly showed a hint of joy, and then, from outside the courtyard, there was a sound of breaking the air again, and several figures suddenly appeared in the air.

"Hey, Roman Month!"

As soon as the figure of the person who came stopped, Yan Wubian found that one of them was the Roman Moon he had encountered in the Land of Trials.

At this time, Roman Yue, who was suspended in the air, didn't seem to know Yan Wubian, and after glancing at him, he stood quietly behind a middle-aged man with an expressionless face.

This middle-aged man, not wearing the costume of the Netherworld Holy Sect, but wearing a green shirt, his face is extremely handsome, but he is slightly feminine, which makes people unconsciously think that this person is that kind of scheming person.

"Old Yin, Old Yang, what's the matter, didn't you ask you to look for Murong Feng's traces? What do you want to do when you leave a signal to bring people here? Don't make any extraneous branches. ”

A cold voice came out of the middle-aged man's mouth violently, as if he was a little afraid of the middle-aged man in front of him, the fat and thin second elder who was called the yin old and the yang old, with a straight face, was about to speak.

Who knows, before the two of them could speak, a roar exploded in everyone's ears like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

"Romac, it's you!"

As the words fell, everyone in the courtyard only felt a flower in front of them, and a figure exuding a terrifying aura was already suspended in mid-air.

And Yan Wubian only felt a strong wind blowing beside him, and Yan Tianyu, who was originally behind him, had disappeared, and instantly appeared opposite the middle-aged man.

"Yan Tianyu, I can't imagine that when you fell into the spatial crack, you didn't even die. ”

Yan Tianyu's sudden appearance was obviously unexpected by the middle-aged man, and his originally calm face couldn't help but show a look of shock at this moment.

"Hahaha, you're not dead, how can I die before you. Kill!"

As if he had a deep hatred with the middle-aged man opposite, Yan Tianyu's face was slightly distorted by anger, and as soon as the words fell, he had turned into a blurred figure and attacked the middle-aged man.

This sudden change made not only the people on Yan Wubian's side stunned, but also the people of the Netherworld Holy Sect.

"This ......!"

Soon, Yan Wubian came back to his senses, seemed to remember something, and immediately turned his head to Feng Caiyi's body.

I saw Feng Caiyi at this moment, the phoenix eyes were round, staring at the middle-aged man in mid-air, and I didn't know if it was because of excitement or because I met the enemy, and I trembled slightly uncontrollably, and a murderous aura that was so strong to the extreme had already come out of my body, making some of the weaker Yan family disciples beside me couldn't help but shudder.

"This middle-aged man was the enemy of his father back then?"

Feng Caiyi's strange appearance further affirmed Yan Wubian's thoughts in his heart.

After recognizing Yan Tianyu and his wife, Yan Wubian also asked the two who was the enemy who separated their family back then, but the two didn't tell him, only said that they would avenge the revenge themselves, which made Yan Wubian extremely depressed at that time.

It's just that I didn't expect that today, I would actually meet the enemy of Yan Tianyu and his wife here, and the other party was obviously also a member of the Netherworld Holy Sect.