Stars

"Boom!" With a loud noise, Feng Yun was annihilated by the berserk energy, and all the huge earth and rocks on the ground were blown out.

A tear flowed from the corner of Zhanhun's eye.Because under such circumstances, Feng Yun would definitely die after receiving this blow.

Suddenly, a light and shadow hit the sky.

The war spirit was taken aback for a moment, staring fixedly at the dust and smoke.

Mo Hui and Yang Zong were also a little surprised, and they also stared at the smog.

As the smoke and dust dispersed and fell, the sight became clear.An old man with red hair was sitting in the air holding a jar of wine, drinking leisurely.

War Soul immediately looked at the ground, Feng Yun was still lying there, intact as before.

The faces of Mo Hui and Yang Zong's people immediately turned down, as gray as death.Because how the red-haired old man appeared, he didn't notice at all; and he also knocked out his guardian.What does this mean?It goes without saying.

War Soul didn't expect that the red-haired old man recruited by Feng Yun was so powerful, so he was relieved now.With this red-haired old man in charge, is there any need to be afraid?

"Who is stopping me!" The old man fell from the sky.

The red-haired old man remained silent, still sitting there drinking leisurely.

"Old man! Get out of the way! Otherwise, I'll kill you too." The old man said furiously.

"Who is the old man called?" the red-haired old man said.

"I'm calling you!" Suddenly, the old man came to his senses and said, "I'm too angry! You too, go die together!"

The old man clasped his hands together, and a huge black blade slashed down. There were many spy shadows, and every time a spy shadow fell, the power in the knife increased.

However, what is shameful is that the red-haired old man caught the knife with two fingers; moreover, his expression is very leisurely, not at all like a forced expression, but so natural.

The old man's eyeballs almost popped out, because it shocked him so much.Even if it is the Demon Allah, it will not be so easy to take his knife!

Mo Hui and Yang Zong almost fell down when they saw this scene.

"Who are you?" the old man asked in horror.

The red-haired old man said: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you shouldn't come here, let alone deal with Feng Yun."

"Who the hell are you? Why do you want to help this brat? It doesn't make sense." The old man said.

"Common sense! This is your understanding. In my eyes, there is no common sense. You can only do whatever you want." The red-haired old man said.

The old man said: "No matter who you are, how strong you are. I have to ask you to think about it. It's best not to fight against us, or you will definitely regret it."

"Haha...threat me!" The red-haired old man laughed suddenly and said, "Even if Mo Tengyu, the lord of your demon world, regenerates, I won't be afraid."

"What a crazy tone!" The old man said, "Let me ask you one more question, let me get out of the way."

"Stubborn! Send you to see your brother." The old man in red suddenly ejected a drop of water and wine.

The old man snorted coldly and said, "You underestimate me too much! Although you are extremely powerful, but you want to kill me with a single drop of wine, you are so naive."

"It's really you!"

"Hoo hoo!" Suddenly, the wine ignited and turned into a big fire, which engulfed the old man.

"Ah!" With a scream, the red-haired old man grabbed his hand, and the flame flew into his palm, and when he turned his palm, the flame disappeared completely.

Mo Hui was taken aback, and asked, "What did you do to him?"

The red-haired old man took a sip of his wine and said with a smile, "He has already turned into a speck of dust in the universe."

"You! Who are you?" Yang Zongdao.

"Do you want to go back and send people to encircle and suppress me after you know my name?" The old man said, "Okay! Let me tell you, my name is the old man with red hair, please remember it."

Mo Hui couldn't believe it, and said, "You really let us go?"

The red-haired old man nodded and said, "Of course! Do I have a reason to kill you?"

"No! You can't let them go, you must kill them." War Soul suddenly roared.

The red-haired old man smiled and said, "Tsk tsk! You're already hurt like this, so don't yell. It hurts to have a wound open."

"Then let's go!" Mo Hui said.

The red-haired old man said: "Let's go!"

"We're really leaving." Mo Hui suddenly turned around and said.

"If I really want to kill you two, it's not a matter of waving my hands. You two just don't believe me." The red-haired old man said.

This time Mo Hui and Yang Zong really left. After leaving Yincheng for a few miles, the two felt relieved when they saw no one came back.

"Damn it, who is this old guy? It's so terrifying!" Yang Zong said depressedly.

Mo Hui was also very upset. He thought that he would be able to achieve his goal this time; but who would have thought that not only did he fail to achieve his goal, but he would also accompany two masters in the realm of the gods.

"Let's go! Go back and investigate clearly first, and then make a long-term plan." Mo Hui said.

"I must avenge this broken arm!" Yang Zongdao.

Mo Hui said: "Don't worry! I won't let them go. If you don't avenge this revenge, you will never be a human being."

On the back mountain of Yincheng, when everyone came, they saw a red light flying towards the city lord's mansion. What was left here was broken land, broken trees and sawdust.

"What happened? How did this place become like this."

"I guess it must be related to the city lord!"

Everyone checked here, and after discussing for a while, they all returned the same way.

Zhan Ling rushed back because of this, and when she stepped into the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, she was completely stunned.

Because Feng Yun, Zhan Hun, and Bai Hu were lying on a big wooden board.

After a while, she regained her composure and hurried forward, saying, "Brother! You! What's wrong with you? How did you make it like this?"

Battle Soul said with some difficulty: "It's okay! I can't die!"

"It's fine, your body is like this, it's fine!" Zhan Ling said: "And Feng Yun and Bai Hu, what's wrong? The breath looks very weak, isn't it..."

"What nonsense?" War Soul scolded: "Stay there if you have nothing to do, don't get in the way."

"Young man, you get angry easily! This is not good." The red-haired old man said drunkly.

"Old man! You're still drinking there, and you don't know how to save them." War Soul said.

The red-haired old man smiled and said, "What are you in a hurry for? The heat hasn't arrived yet?"

"What's the duration, do you still need duration for treatment and medical treatment?" War Soul said.

"You don't understand that!" said the red-haired old man.

The soul of war said: "Old man! Do you want to save us or not! Also, I really don't know why you let those two little bastards go, don't you know the reason for letting the tiger go back to the mountain?"

"Tiger!" The red-haired old man said: "Do you think of them as tigers? I only think of them as ants. Will releasing two ants pose a threat to us?"