Xiao Yifan walked towards the stage, looking at the nine people on the stage as he walked, all of them were strong men with big shoulders and round waists, and the person who led the way whispered: "Mr. Long, it's okay to give up now." Xiao Yifan waved his hand: "It's okay, I will definitely win." The man said, "Then I'll wait for you over there." Xiao Yifan nodded and touched Xiao Lin's head: "Lin'er, are you afraid?" Xiao Lin shook his little head and roared, Xiao Yifan smiled, but no one knew because he was wearing a mask.

Xiao Yifan slowly walked up to the stage, and a strong man sneered: "It can't be that you can't walk with fear, right?

"When"

In the audience, a man who looked like a host held something similar to a microphone and shouted, "The game begins." ”

The strong man beside Xiao Yifan roared, this roar startled Xiao Yifan, turned his head, and frowned slightly: "What is the roar?" The figure flashed, and the person appeared opposite the strong man, without stopping, flying up and kicking the strong man's head. The strong man was startled and reached out to grab Xiao Yifan's ankle. Xiao Yifan sneered, a sword qi came out from his feet, the strong man couldn't dodge, and watched the sword qi hit him.

Xiao Lin let out a low roar, Xiao Yifan squatted down violently, and at the same time shook his hand, and the tentacles flew out of his sleeve, knocking the headless corpse in front of him to the stage. The body shook, the shirt was shattered instantly, the tentacles behind the back began to fly, and they died if they were stained, and after Xiao Yifan stood up straight, the other nine people on the field all died, Xiao Yifan turned his head to look at the host, the host was startled, hurriedly stood up, and said loudly: "This one, Long Sheng." ”

It's not that he's timid, it's that Xiao Yifan looks too terrible. With a gold-colored mask, the mask was not dull like gold, but shimmering, and that was what sterling silver was doing at that time. In my dream, there was a little blood stain on it, and there was a little brain, which was splashed when the strong man's head was exploded just now. The tentacles behind it danced in the air, looking terrifying.

After hearing this, Xiao Yifan put away his tentacles, beckoned to the person who led the way just now, and then walked towards the lounge, the man hurriedly stood up and walked quickly towards the lounge.

Xiao Yifan sat on the chair and looked at the man: "Find me a basin of water." The man was stunned and immediately walked out.

When he got to the corner, he took out a white pigeon from his bosom, touched its feathers, and released it. Xiao Yifan sneered before withdrawing his divine sense from the man.

After a while, the man came back, took a basin of water in his hand, carefully placed it on the ground, and then looked at Xiao Yifan: "Long, Mr. Long, the water is back." Xiao Yifan didn't look at him: "You go out!" The man opened his mouth: "There is no competition today." Xiao Yifan nodded: "How to get to the palace?"

In the Shura Empire, the old man of the Imperial Palace of the Defeated Heaven City took the white dove, spread out the paper tied to the pigeon's leg, and saw that it was written: bloodthirsty, murderous, and righteous. The old man put the paper in the brazier and sighed: "Come on, go and invite that dragon brother to come." A man who looked like a eunuch bowed and walked out.

In the Shura Empire, Xiao Yifan, dressed in green clothes in the Imperial Capital Square, stood here. This is the Shura Empire, and it is naturally enshrined in Shura, where a ten-meter-tall statue of Shura stands. Xiao Yifan looked at it for a long time before he hugged his fist at the statue and said to himself, "Shura, tell me, how to defeat the demons, okay?"

"Roar" Xiao Lin let out a low roar, Xiao Yifan hurriedly raised his head, but saw that the statue of Shura began to move, and two red lights shot out from the statue's eyes, reaching the sky. Xiao Yifan looked at the red light, and that direction was the palace.

The clouds in the sky began to condense, and gradually formed a few words, Xiao Yifan recognized, it was a simplified Chinese character, but this country used oracle bone inscription, although it was written on paper. Xiao Yifan raised his head and whispered: "Yanlong Demon Knife, Ke Wan Soul, Snake God Gu Bai, Zhu Shura." Xiao Yifan looked at the palace again: "Lin'er, you said that this time it is the snake god Gu Bai, or the Yanlong Demon Knife." Xiao Lin roared twice, and Xiao Yifan nodded: "It's the Yanlong Demon Knife!"

At this time, a soldier walked over: "Is it Mr. Long?" Xiao Yifan turned around: "Lead the way!" The soldier was stunned for a moment, and immediately nodded. Xiao Yifan touched Xiao Lin's head: "Lin'er, let's go to the palace!" After Xiao Lin heard this, he nodded again and again, with a humanized smile on his face, and roared a few times, Xiao Yifan smiled: "Okay." Xiao Lin was even happier when he heard it.

After a stick of incense, Xiao Yifan stood at the gate of the palace, looking at the palace with gold bricks and tiles, he couldn't help but admire, and shrugged: "Lin'er, you go!" When Xiao Lin heard this, his spirits perked up, and he was just about to fly, Xiao Yifan was a little: "You be careful, besides, don't forget my share." When Xiao Lin heard this, he nodded helplessly, with a disdainful expression on his face, Xiao Yifan immediately flicked it a chestnut: "You are not the same." Xiao Lin stretched out his little hooves, touched his forehead, bared his teeth, and quickly swept away in one direction, and that place was the imperial dining room.

At this time, an old man who looked like a eunuch came out and said respectfully, "Mr. Long, please come with me." Xiao Yifan nodded, touched the heavy mask on his face, and raised his feet to walk inside. The old eunuch walked in front, turned his head, and asked unintentionally, "Who is Mr. Long?" Xiao Yifan glanced at him coldly, and said lightly: "Black Stone Village." The old eunuch nodded and said no more.

Walking to a large hall, the old eunuch said, "Mr. Long, later, wait for the villain to report." Xiao Yifan nodded, began to look around, and just saw someone competing, so he couldn't help but walk over.

The competition is two children, a boy and a girl, both five or six years old, the boy is unusually handsome, and the girl is also very cute. The boy was holding a pair of golden maces, the girl was holding a thin sword, the two moved up and down, fighting happily, but at this time, the girl's feet stumbled, the boy saw this, and the golden mace in his right hand was directly split, Xiao Yifan couldn't help but shout: "The thin sword is cut obliquely, cut an inch, and step on the Beidou." ”

When the girl heard it, she didn't care if it was right or not, she hurriedly slashed the sword to the golden mace, only to hear the sound of "dang", the golden mace was hard and flew away, the girl saw that it was useful, and hurriedly walked seven steps under her feet, * approached the boy, and after being stunned, she hurriedly put the sword on the boy's neck, and smiled sweetly: "You lost!"

The boy lowered his head and was about to speak, but he heard a rough voice say, "This game doesn't count." Xiao Yifan noticed the two people next to him, one tall and the other short. The short man said: "Why don't you count? Your disciple can win, but our little princess can't win, what is the reason?" The tall man snorted: "That's someone else's guidance, and it's not a martial arts." ”

Xiao Yifan smiled: "Victory is victory, if the golden mace in your disciple's hand is flawless, my words are useless, aren't they?" The man was stunned for a moment and shouted: "You came to teach me a lesson, let me see how many catties you have." With a shake of his shoulders, a machete appeared in his hand, waving it towards Xiao Yifan.

Xiao Yifan turned his head, nodded at the girl, then closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his black pupils had turned golden. He smiled: "You, it's really a hole in your body!" stepped on the ghost shadow step, rushed towards the strong man, raised his right hand above his head, the light flashed, the flame dragon knife appeared out of thin air, the flame dragon knife slashed down obliquely, the strong man raised the knife to resist, Xiao Yifan sneered, and his divine sense was injected into the flame dragon knife: "Wuji, borrow the fire." Wuji nodded, and Xiao Yifan's divine sense withdrew.

With a flick of the wrist, flames poured out, and just as the two knives wanted to touch, the machete stopped, and the long knife also stopped. The strong man felt as if his knife had fallen into the fire, and the handle was so hot that he couldn't hold it. Xiao Yifan smiled, even with a smile in his eyes, stretched out his index finger with his left hand, shook it at the strong man, and nodded it under his ribs. The strong man screamed and flew out. A cheer sounded from behind, and Xiao Yifan turned his head: "You're here." ”

Behind him was the old man, and the old man nodded: "Okay, it's really a hero out of a young man!" paused, "The old man's name is Tang Feng, and he is the monarch of the Shura Empire." Xiao Yifan nodded and hugged his fists: "Under Xiao Yifan." The girl next to her helped Xiao Yifan up before shouting, "Hello grandpa." The boy also stepped forward and said, "Grandpa." Tang Feng nodded: "Say hello to Teacher Xiao." ”

Xiao Yifan's eyes widened: "No, I will promise you more." Tang Feng smiled and said, "Just now." Then he said, "You will be the teacher of the whole palace from now on, including me." "I rub. Xiao Yifan couldn't help but scold. The girl came over and hugged his arm: "Tang Yanran to see Master." The boy also came over and knelt in front of him: "Master, apprentice Tang Haoran, be polite." Xiao Yifan smiled bitterly: "Old man, did the treacherous plan succeed?" Tang Feng nodded: "I will rely on you more in the future!"

Xiao Yifan nodded, walked over, helped Tang Haoran up by the way, and stood in front of Tang Feng: "The treasure belongs to me." When Tang Feng heard this, he laughed: "Help my royal family, how?" Xiao Yifan nodded: "Of course, the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by the spring." Tang Feng applauded and grabbed his hand: "The treasure belongs to you, the books of the royal family are with you, and you, help me become an immortal, how about it?" Xiao Yifan looked at his eyes, and after a while, he took a deep breath and said: "Okay, I won't take the initiative to care about others, but they are an exception." As he spoke, he pointed to Tang Haoran and Tang Yanran.

Tang Feng nodded: "Whatever you want, your status from today onwards is only below me." Xiao Yifan shook his head: "I don't want it, you don't have to do this, I promise you, I will do it." But in a year I'm leaving. Tang Feng's face froze: "Where are you going?" "Shura Temple." Tang Feng paused for a moment, and then said: "The room is ready, you go and rest!" Xiao Yifan said "um", turned to leave, and his whisper came from the wind: "Thank you, I will definitely help you then." ”

Tang Feng was just about to speak, but saw that Xiao Yifan had already walked away.