"Who are you, senior? I have no grievances with you, why do you want to block the way down?" Yan Chen looked at the old man in front of him with a gloomy face.

"Huh???? I'm afraid the old man wants to ask you, what are you doing breaking into my Yang family's compound at night? But it's okay, fortunately, if you don't come, the old man will sit in the secret room. ”

When Yanchen heard this, the gloom in his eyes became even stronger, and he knew it without guessing. I'm afraid that what this old man is going to do to himself must be something more terrible than death.

Just when the old man was proud, Yan Chen's gloomy expression suddenly turned into surprise, his eyes looked behind the old man, and he shouted loudly: "Master, why are you here?"

These words made the old man stunned, Master? Could it be that this kid's master is here? But why didn't he notice it at all? Could it be that it is for an unknown master? The old man immediately turned around and looked behind, which made the old man even more stunned, where was his master?

But then he understood, and when he turned his head sharply, there was still the figure of Yanchen, and a wave of anger appeared on his head, and he said fiercely in the direction where Yanchen disappeared: "Boy, you can't run." ”

Yanchen ran wildly all the way, like a gust of wind, and at his current speed, it was already very fast. But the figure behind him sped up, almost twenty feet behind him in a few breaths, and if he continued like this, he must only be caught.

Yanchen's face was gloomy, and with a low roar, the two fangs were exposed again, and the speed was also a lot faster, and the figure behind him suddenly pulled away a lot. Originally, he didn't want his identity as a vampire to be exposed to other people's eyes, but at the moment of life and death, he couldn't be exposed or not.

If he was pulled into a distance, and the old man used the strange magic power just now, he would only be slaughtered. The ancestor of the Yang family in the back saw that the speed of Yanchen was much faster than just now, and he was also at a distance. The anger in his eyes intensified.

The corners of his mouth were full of words, and a white light shrouded his body, and his speed skyrocketed a lot. When Yanchen saw it, he was stunned in his heart, and a few words immediately appeared in his heart: cultivator.

A wave of weakness rose in his heart, no wonder the old man used such a strange move at the beginning, and he was already a little suspicious at that time, but the worst thing still happened. Fortunately, the old man in the back was much lower than the previous Immortal Sword Sect's cultivation of the Snow Sword.

He didn't know, thinking that the cultivation of the Snow Sword of the Immortal Sword Sect was already a horizontal column of masters in the cultivation realm, how could it be casual?

But as soon as Yan Chen knew that he was a cultivator, the anger that had been pent up in his heart for a long time was released without care, and for a while, a layer of black mist seemed to be around him, but this black mist was very faint, and mortals couldn't see it at all.

But the ancestor of the Yang family in the back is different, although his cultivation is low, and he has nine levels of qi training. In the cultivation realm, he can only be regarded as carrying shoes, but he is a cultivator after all, and he immediately discovered the layer of mist around Yanchen. His eyes shrank, "Resentment? No, this is the resentment formed after the resentment reaches a certain level, which can be called anger." ”

The ancestor of the Yang family hesitated for a moment, this kind of anger is very evil, once a mortal comes into contact with it, it will be like being possessed by a disease, sick and dying, this is generally difficult to treat, if the cultivator encounters a little carelessness, it will infringe on the cultivation, and if it is not good, it will make the cultivation fall into the realm.

But he has been practicing qi for a long time in the ninth layer, and Shouyuan is less than a year old, breaking through the practice of qi to reach the foundation, that is something that he was very eager for when he was young, and that opportunity is on Yanchen, as soon as he thinks of this, the ancestor of the Yang family jumps in his heart, and finally gritted his teeth and continues to catch up.

On the northwest side of Guicheng, in a Liao family compound, there were shouts of killing and screams. An angry voice came from a corner where torches were concentrated: "Yang Xiao wolf, the person you want to kill is me, can you spare my family?"

"Haha??? Liao Changxiong, if it was you in the past, I might still be afraid of you, but now you, do you think you are qualified to be a little bit less qualified to be with me? Look, look, we have been fighting for more than ten years, and the final winner is not me, it is me, like a wolf. Haha????"

Yang Xiaowolf laughed and said to Liao Changxiong in front of him, and then his tone changed, and he said ruthlessly: "The ancients had a saying, I don't know if the Liao gang leader has heard of it?" But it doesn't matter if you have heard of it or not, tonight, I follow the words of the ancients: cut the grass and eradicate the roots." Kill, not one left. ”

"Yang Xiao wolf, I won't let you go. The shouts of killing sounded again.

Yanchen watched the Yang family ancestor behind him getting closer and closer, and his heart was anxious, he had already used all his strength to escape, but he was still pulled closer and closer by the speed of the Yang family ancestor behind him. And the escape is even more exhausting.

"Isn't it true that cultivators also have times when their mana runs out? Why can't the old man feel it at all? Am I really going to die here tonight, in this strange world?"

Just when Yanchen was about to be exhausted and the ancestor of the Yang family was smiling, a flash of fire appeared in front of him, accompanied by shouts of killing. There was blood everywhere, and there were some people who weren't dead yet, and there was blood left in the wounds.

It's good not to see it, as soon as Yanchen saw the scene in front of him, the bright red blood, a pungent smell of blood blew towards him, tiredness and despair disappeared in an instant, and the picture of killing the little beggar for the first time appeared again, and at this moment he could no longer control his sanity.

With a low roar, he swept towards the group of people who were fighting. Yang Xiaowolf originally looked at Liao Changxiong who was struggling in front of him with a look of enjoyment, but suddenly a shadow flew in front of him, and when he didn't react, he grabbed his body and put a head on his neck.

A miserable scream came out, and Yang Xiaowolf only felt an indescribable pain coming from his neck, and the energy and blood in his body disappeared quickly. Then at the last moment of his life, he saw a "man" with two long fangs, looking up and roaring, and his eyes were full of red. Then he collapsed in terror.

The fighting crowd had stopped, and they looked at the monsters in front of them in a daze, and they hadn't reacted yet. Knowing that Yanchen raised his head and let out a roar towards the sky, the brave men just now now screamed in horror: "Ah??? Monsters, monsters ate the leader. ”

The ancestor of the Yang family, who caught up, also happened to see this scene, and he saw it, Yang Xiao Wolf was falling, and the smiling face immediately disappeared. Instantly swept to the side of Yang Xiaowolf's corpse on the ground, and touched Yang Xiaowolf with trembling hands: "Xiao'er??? Xiao'er. ”

But the only thing that answered him was Yang Xiao's wolf-glaring boss, with frightened eyes.

When this group of people was stunned by a person who was all glowing, Yanchen continued to bite the few people who were close to him. A few more screams brought the men back to the scene.