"Damn it. ”

The two Mingyi looked the same, frowned slightly, and snorted coldly. If you really let the cultivator come to the city lord's mansion, don't say that he, a demigod powerhouse, doesn't dare to make a move, even if the patriarch of the four major clans comes, he must stop it, stand respectfully, and don't be rough in the city lord's mansion.

Who is Ashabi, the descendant of the ancient gods of Asura, who is favored and strong, and is only half a step away from reaching the human race of the ancient gods. And the most powerful of the patriarchs of the four major clans is only the mid-level level of the Divine Mansion, and only the ancestors of the four major clans can sit on an equal footing with the city lord.

There is a saying in Shura City, the patriarch of flowing water, the lord of the iron-beaten city.

This is true, since Asura chose the territory, he built Shura City and directly came to the city directly under his descendant Ashabi and the other four ancestors. How many patriarchs have changed between then and now, and the city lord is still Ahabi.

Not to mention that now, the ancient gods of Asura are staying in the City Lord's Mansion, who dares to be arrogant in front of the tiger, I'm afraid they don't want to live.

If Ming Yan wants to complete the task given by Xiujue, he must take it before Xiuchen is 100 meters away from the City Lord's Mansion, otherwise the distance of 100 meters is the jurisdiction of the City Lord, and he must not make noise. He looked up to see that Xiuchen's speed was gradually slowing down, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I've finally exhausted the power you've borrowed. ”

The cultivator in front of him turned pale, looking at the distance of a kilometer from the City Lord's Mansion, and a distance of nine hundred meters according to the prescribed jurisdiction of one hundred meters. These 900 meters are nothing in normal times.

Even when he was a martial artist, Xiuchen was able to speed up and run in half a minute. Not to mention, now that he is in the early stage of the Holy String Martial Arts, he has learned the master's insect steps, unlike in the past, it only takes more than ten seconds to be able to rush to the jurisdiction of the City Lord's Mansion within a hundred meters.

But the one chasing behind him was Ming Gang, a demigod powerhouse, and the distance of nine hundred meters was probably only a few seconds, and it only took a breath to catch up with Xiuchen.

"Why can't you run, keep running. ”

Two figures appeared on the left and right of the cultivator, and said arrogantly.

The Cultivator's eyes returned to normal, and the Eye of Death turned into a beam of light and fell into his hand. Holding the Eye of Death tightly, he took a deep breath, and his legs turned into an afterimage, and his speed increased dramatically.

Ming Yan followed, his hand shining with white light, and threw it towards the cultivator. Immediately afterwards, he directly surpassed Xiuchen with a speed increase, and an iron spear appeared in his hand and stabbed it, mixed with some divine power.

Xiuchen took a deep breath, his eyes condensed, and directly integrated the Eye of Death in his hand into his eyes again, his strength skyrocketed to the Holy String Martial God Stage, turned around and dodged the shooting, and with a madness that was either you dead or I lived, he pasted towards Ming Yan's whole person.

Feeling this momentum of dying, he secretly said that he was a madman. Even if the power of the Eye of Death is directly borrowed from the cultivators, it is still a real demigod power. During this time, if the cultivator wants to fight to the death, he can't bear it.

The cultivator is just a side disciple, and his strength is no more than the early stage of the Holy String Martial Arts, and he dies when he dies. But he is a demigod powerhouse, the right arm of the patriarch, he is really injured and disabled, and he has not completed the task yet, so he is afraid that everything will be over.

"It's just crazy. Ming scolded loudly, waved the sharp spear in his hand and stirred it towards Xiuchen, and slapped his right hand directly on Xiuchen's shoulder.

A demigodic force directly entered the cultivator's body through his shoulder, scurrying through the meridians, and even pushed it backwards, falling to the ground and spitting blood.

Ming Yan watched as Xiuchen was seriously injured, fell to the ground and walked slowly, and said with a sneer: "Even if you have the Eye of Death, what if you can improve your strength, in the end, you will not be caught by me." This ending has already been decided, what's the use of you struggling to the death!"

"Ahem, ahem...... You first look where I'm lying before you say that. The blood-covered monk smiled instead of anger and said.

Ming Yan saw that the position where the cultivator was lying had already entered the jurisdiction of the City Lord's Mansion for a hundred meters, and it happened that the whole person was on the edge of the boundary. The blow just now directly shot Xiuchen out of a distance of more than ten meters, allowing him to use his strength to enter the City Lord's Mansion for a hundred meters.

In the process of escaping, he was able to calmly figure out how to escape, this cultivator is really a deep city and a scheming person, no wonder he can kill the young master.

"I want to see if you can hide within a hundred meters of the City Lord's Mansion for the rest of your life. Ming Yan snorted coldly, stepped into the distance of a hundred meters, and stayed by the side of the cultivator.

"Hahahahaha ”

Xiuchen laughed and got up from the ground, dragging a crippled arm and slowly walking towards the City Lord's Mansion step by step. Escaping Ming Gang's pursuit just now is only the first step, and whether Leng can survive or even complete the task given by the master depends on the city lord's mansion.

As long as it is successful, the next road will be smooth.

Xiuchen walked towards the City Lord's Mansion step by step, and Ming Yan followed closely behind, not leaving a single step. The two came to the gate of the city lord's mansion, and the four young masters were already sitting at the door waiting, lying on a wooden chair, and there was a maid serving tea and water on one side, enjoying it very much.

"I didn't expect you to actually go to the City Lord's Mansion, it seems that the characters sent by the Xiujue Patriarch are not very powerful characters. Domin looked at the blood-covered cultivator, sneered with cold eyes, and by the way, even Mingfu was blackened.

"Domin, I'm afraid you're mistaken, you are also blind with so many eyes, this is the right-hand man of the Xiujue Patriarch, a demigod-level powerhouse, but he is also a side disciple of the Moro clan. The corners of Gardenia's mouth, hidden under the veil, curved in an arc, and it was another burst of mending knives.

The two of them ridiculed and ridiculed Mingyi, all because he was the one from the Xiujue sect who came to invite him with the patriarch's order, and his attitude was very arrogant.

Ming Yan snorted coldly and did not speak. The cultivator walked in front of the city lord's mansion with the gate closed, knelt on the ground, and said in a firm tone: "The cultivator of the Moro clan's side line asks to see the city lord!"

When the words fell, the City Lord's Mansion did not react at all, and the gate did not shake a bit. Seeing this, the four young masters sitting on the wooden chair sneered and struck.

"You're just a side disciple, how can you say that you can see the city lord when you see it, I'm afraid you'll lose your mind. Outside the City Lord's Mansion, anyone can only stay for half an hour a day, and once the time is up, the soldiers of the City Lord's Mansion will drive you out. If you shout like this for half an hour, the city lord will not see you. ”

"Our four young masters have to arrange to wait when they see the city lord, and a side disciple like you will not get the opportunity to be summoned at all, so let's die." It's good to do something in this half an hour, as soon as you go out, you will die, and murdering the young master of the clan is a great crime. ”

"Don't struggle, little brother, hahahahaha. ”