The wild dog Taoist was already a little uneasy in his heart, and he was not sure about the vampire old demon, he just picked out a demon at random, but he regretted it at the time, although he would not hurt Zhang Xiaofan, but what the vampire old demon did, he himself did not know.

can only hope that when the vampire old demon makes a move, the moment he is about to hurt Zhang Xiaofan, he will be a villain and stop the vampire old demon.

If something happened to Zhang Xiaofan, he didn't have the slightest doubt that although Su Yang's eyes were flat, he would definitely stew him into dog broth.

But now it seems, it doesn't seem to be needed?

This made him a little overjoyed, and it seemed that Zhang Xiaofan definitely had an absolute advantage!

As for the vampire old demon, what can he do if he doesn't die.

Anyway, it's not a descendant of his Blood Refining Hall, just a loose old demon in the mountains.

At this point, the wild dog Taoist can still carry it clearly.

The righteous people were shocked, extremely shocked, and an old monk in the Tianyin Temple opened his mouth wide.

"This is the No. 1 martial artist of the Seven Veins back then, Xiao Yicai?" The old monk asked the people beside him.

The old monk is the great venerable of the Vajra Gate, and has an inseparable relationship with Buddhism.

And the little monk next to him is the Fa Xiang, the Fa Xiang smiled bitterly and said, "It's not Xiao Yicai, but a genius who has risen recently, and he has only been in the business for ten years, but this body of Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao makes people ...... I don't understand. ”

Fa Xiang sighed, sure enough, is he still old?

There are talented people in the country, each leading the way for hundreds of years, and he also admires this little junior brother who has only met once.

Ten years into the beginning, he has already surpassed Xiao Yicai, and he can be called a peerless genius.

"Ten years of entry, Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao?"

Venerable Mighty thought that he had heard it wrong, but this was the personal confirmation of the Fa Xiang, looked at the Fa Xiang, and then looked at Zhang Xiaofan, sure enough, there is no harm if there is no comparison, although the Fa Xiang is also the dragon among people, but Zhang Xiaofan is even more extremely demonic.

Not only Tianyin Temple, Incense Valley, but also many other strong people, whether it is the two realms of righteousness and demons, they are all shocking in their hearts.

On one side of the mountain range, two figures condescendingly looked at the battlefield below.

A strong man, Zhang Xiaofan, had seen it before, and he was a Confucian scribe, but his face was not angry but powerful, obviously in a high position, overlooking the two sides of the people and horses fighting.

"Brother Long, what do you think of this person?" Ten thousand people said slowly.

The white-clothed figure known as Brother Long was in a trance, and after a long time, he spit out a few words, "If you can't use us, you will be killed by us." ”

"For us?" Wan Xiang smiled bitterly, and glanced at Su Yang, who was sitting on the stage without a trace, side by side with Cang Song and Tian Buyi. "If it's a wolf, I'm happy to use it for us, but this is a tiger, and the power behind it is even more formidable."

"Why, is there anything unspeakable that can't be hidden, do you want me to make a move, although his strength is still excellent, but I can see that his actual combat is not strong." Qinglong said.

"No, no, no, instead of killing him, we have to find the Book of Heaven for him." Ten thousand people said.

"Are you crazy?" Wan Wanxiang's eyes widened, and he suddenly said in disbelief that in his impression, Wan Wan had ever shown timidity and humility.

This is an absolute hero, a hero who can completely end this troubled world, but now, he is looking for a book for others?

"You can take a look at this ancient book first." Ten thousand people handed over a bamboo slip, but the ink on the bamboo slip had not completely dried up, apparently a manuscript, and it did not last long.

Qinglong watched for a long time, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and finally took a deep breath and said, "Maybe what you said is not wrong, I have always believed in your choice." ”

Wan Wan Xiang nodded, but saw that Su Yang was also looking here, Wan Wan Xiang only felt that his whole body was up and down, under the gaze of those eyes, there was no secret, it was a pair of eyes as plain as water, but they were as deep as the stars of the universe.

After just one glance, Su Yang withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention.

On the scene, Zhang Xiaofan's sword had already slashed down, and between the lightning and flint, the blood-colored banner of the blood-sucking old demon was completely cut in two, the sword qi was like blood, and the flames covered the sky, like a demon god in the flames, holding the Nine Heavens Divine Iron and smashed down.

The sword aura is like a rainbow, and it seems to have a peerless ferocity that tears everything.

The sword fell, and the blood spilled.

Zhang Xiaofan withdrew the long sword and took it behind him, and the blood dripped down, along the tip of the sword, to the hilt of the sword, and finally flashed away, and was completely evaporated by the Chiyan sword.

Quiescence!

There was a deathly silence in the audience, and it was difficult for anyone to dare to say anything, and it was difficult for anyone to be able to say anything.

This is just a competition, and even injuries are rare, but Zhang Xiaofan completely killed a giant-level figure of the Demon Dao.

The vampire old demon is also an ancestor-level figure, and he has been famous for a long time, even if he is an old man in front of the vampire old demon, he has to call his predecessor.

But it was this kind of character who was defeated in the hands of Zhang Xiaofan, died under Zhang Xiaofan's Chiyan sword, and became a wisp of ghost, I am afraid that he would die without thinking that he would be defeated in the hands of a descendant of the Daomen.

Even in the majestic gaze of the Cangsong Daoist, there was a hint of joy, under the Qingyun Gate, there was another outstanding talent, amazing and gorgeous, he will be another genius comparable to the ancestor of Qingye.

Thinking about the time when the Qingye Patriarch was alive, what a beautiful scenery the Qingyun Gate was, the people bordering on all sides did not dare to cross in the slightest, and the Demon Dao only dared to shrink and complain, but there was no one to fight.

But when I thought about it, I sighed again, why didn't such a peerless genius come from his own disciples.

When I think of this, even if I look at my favorite Lin Jingyu, it is not so amazing.

Stir!

An absolute sensation!

Not to mention the righteous path, even if it is the demon path, they are all frequently sideways, and the person, sword, body and shadow are all deeply imprinted in their minds.

Since then, the two ways of righteousness and demons will deeply remember this young man, engraved in his bones, and will not forget, mentioning Zhang Xiaofan, just like when he mentioned Wan Jianyi, with fear.

"If this son does not die, he will suppress the Demon Dao for eight hundred years!" At this moment, beside Baguio, a veiled woman in black said slowly.

The voice couldn't hear joy and anger, but in Baguio's ears, for some reason, a trace of joy flashed.

"Good!" Tian Buyi laughed, but everyone took it for granted.

If there were such disciples under their disciples, they would definitely be even more out of shape than Zhitian Buyi.