Chatper 1815 (2/2)

On the opposite side of the void, the middle-aged man restrained his breath, and looked at Yang Xuan with a look of shock and a trace of solemnity. People dare not underestimate.

"Yang Xuan, from outside the world!" Yang Xuan replied, he didn't want to hide it, so he directly told the calendar, and his words from outside the world made the middle-aged man pale in shock.

"Impossible, our Eternal Quiet Continent has long been isolated from the outside world. People inside can't go out, and people outside are even more unlikely to come in. Tell me honestly, did you send me to the Ancient Demon Valley to make trouble?"

The middle-aged man said angrily, obviously not believing what Yang Xuan said.

"Missing trouble? I was just passing by, I didn't think I would be an enemy of your ancient demon valley."

Yang Xuan shook his head and said.

"Passing through the Tianyao Mountains, do you think I will believe it?!"

"If I expected it well, you should be the Valley Master of the Ancient Demon Valley, right?"

"So what? Hmph, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. If you are sensible, take your companion and leave quickly, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

"It's not very good, but you will die and be killed by me, and the human woman beside you will be taken as a slave by me."

Hearing the other party's words, Yang Xuan, who was still restrained, suddenly shot two cold lights in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Dare to hit my woman's idea, you are courting death, do you know that?"

As he spoke, a monstrous murderous intent surged from his body.

"Bold, what kind of identity do you dare to talk to me like the Ancient Demon Valley Master?"

"Kill him, the human race is at odds with my demon clan. Since there are people who dare to come to my demon mountain range, they must not be allowed to leave alive."

The middle-aged man hadn't spoken yet, but a group of seven or eight monster monks who were all in the Immortal King Realm came one after another and came to stand behind the all-year-old man.

"Enough, give me peace, this person is not easy to deal with, you guys are one-on-one, maybe no one is his opponent."

The middle-aged man scolded secretly, then took a step forward and said, "I apologize to your Excellency for what I said just now, and I would like to ask you to go back and forth from where, my ancient demon valley has always been indifferent to the world, and Human monks are not welcome."

"As I said, I was just passing by."

Yang Xuan corrected again.

"The Heavenly Demon Mountain Range is the territory of my ancient demon clan. Without the consent of my ancient demon clan, no one or any force should set foot there."

The middle-aged man resisted his anger and said.

"It seems that we still have to fight the last battle." Yang Xuan sighed.

"If you want to fight, I, Gu Long, will accompany you."

The middle-aged man who called himself Gu Long shouted that his body was a wild demon dragon, and he didn't believe that he took action himself, and he couldn't deal with a young man like Yang Xuan who didn't seem to be very old.

"Yuechan, step back."

Yang Xuan said a few words to Ji Yuechan, then stepped forward, confronted Gu Long in the air, and said, "Release your body, and maybe you can fight against it."

"Let's be mad, take a punch from me first." Gu Long was provoked, he was famous for his violent temper, and if he could endure this, he, the Ancient Demon Valley Master, would be hard to convince in the future.