Chapter 614 (1/2)

Yan Wenshan looked at the person opposite him and asked for a long time: ”who is your grandson?”

”Ha ha, what are you pretending to be stupid? My grandson is mo hang, the son of Lingbao sect leader! He admires you and comes to the temple of demons, but what do you do to him? You abandoned him! Wenshan Zhenjun, others are afraid of you, but we are not afraid of you. Now, I'm just here to ask you for an explanation! ”

Yan Wenshan looked at him coldly: ”ha ha, you are not afraid of me? That's now. If you dare to come here, you must have heard that my cultivation has not recovered! ”

Isn't it? The real king of Wenshan is very famous, and most of the Mahayana monks don't dare to offend him. But now his cultivation hasn't been restored, and he's staying at the end of the robbery. So, these Mahayana monks dare to come.

However, there were still some counsels. Two Mahayana friars came to deal with him, who was a successful robber.

The old man at the head was wearing a brown dress and rubbed a gold ring in his hand. His face remained unchanged when he heard the words. He said, ”Yan Wenshan, I'm also Mahayana. What's the matter with you?”

The old man next to him was impatient. He also held a gold ring in his hand. At this time, he frowned and said, ”ignore him, go up!”

The old man in yellow nodded. He stepped back, threw out the gold ring in his hand, and drank: ”go!”

The golden ring flew into the air, dribbled around and attacked Yan Wenshan. At the same time, another old man's golden ring also threw out his hand.

Originally, Luo Zhan, Zuo ting and Yan Wenshan looked solemn. Yan Wenshan even grabbed Luo Zhan in Zuo ting with both hands, threw him back and said, ”you go!”

Zuo tingluo was thrown far away in an instant. They were in a hurry and had to step forward again. Suddenly, a man stopped them.

It's Mu Tianhe.

”Two elder martial brothers, you go to watch Qingyang first, I'll come!”

Left Pavilion Luo Zhan bite teeth, retreat to Yan Qingyang side, temporarily watch the war.

At this time, the two gold rings collided in the air, making a jingling sound, emitting a dazzling golden light, Shua turned into countless dazzling aperture, enveloping Yan Wenshan.

Mu Tianhe has already rushed in the past. With a flick of his sleeve, he waved away a lot of aperture.

Four men fought in one place.

Zuo tingluo Zhan watched the battle nearby. He was very anxious. Other disciples of the temple of heavenly demons were hiding in the hall, and they didn't look good.

Mahayana is a real king. They have to hide.

The fight lasted for more than half an hour, and the old man in yellow frowned. He did not expect that Mu Tianhe and Yan Wenshan had not recovered their Mahayana, and they could resist for so long.

”Come on, old man!” The old man in yellow gave a drink, his aura soared, the world changed color, and the golden ring was dazzling.

Yan Qingyang heard a dull hum. It was like Mu Tianhe's voice. The dazzling light was gone. Mu Tianhe and Yan Wenshan were pale. Standing there, blood was oozing from the corners of their mouths. It seemed that they had suffered a loss.