Chapter 1004

"We know." Su Jinyue nodded. Her and Yihan's current accomplishments are one in the middle of Yuanying and the other in the peak of Yuanying's later period. Even if they have doubts, they can't doubt them.

"You should be more careful." Ye Ling does not trust of exhort a way.

Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan nodded and went out. If the other party really wants to attack them, they are not so easy to bully.

The market is full of people.

Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan walk along the stream of people to the front. When they see something they can use, they stop.

"The friar in front is too cruel. He has killed more than ten friars."

"It's said that his son was killed. He is looking for the murderer who killed his son."

"You can't kill innocent people."

"Well, don't talk about it. Let's go. If that elder hears us, we will suffer."

Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan look at each other and walk forward.

The more you leave, the less people there are. Even if there are friars, they are hiding far away and looking at the front secretly, for fear that they will offend the middle-aged man in black who is angry. Zhan Yihan and Su Jinyue also stop. They have seen each other. The strength of the other side is really not weak. It's the cultivation in the middle of the robbery. Such strength, no matter where, can dominate one side.

The middle-aged friar in black sweeps Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan, with a sneer on his lips. Two mole ants of Yuan infant dare to join in the fun here.

Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan see each other looking at themselves, and quickly retreat a few steps toward the side in fear. Of course, they are not afraid of each other, they just don't want to cause trouble. Although it's not difficult to destroy the other party, it's better not to be right.

Seeing Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan's performance, the middle-aged friar in black took back his sight lightly. His son's cultivation was in the middle of the union, so the two yuan infant monks could not be his killers. But he will not let go any possible friar unless he finds the real murderer who killed his son.

The middle-aged monk in black's eyes swept and saw a middle-term monk in Mahayana not far away. He stepped forward and walked towards each other.

In the middle of Mahayana, the friar was negotiating with a stall owner. He felt a strong momentum and stepped back in panic. Seeing the middle-aged man in black, he quickly saluted and said, "I don't know what the elder has to say."

"Have you seen this man?" The middle-aged friar in black raised his hand, and a virtual image appeared in the air, on which was a young man with a mole on his chin.

In the middle of Mahayana, the friar looked carefully and nodded, "I've seen him. He lives in the East alley with some young people."

"Take me." The middle-aged friar in black ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes." In the middle of Mahayana, the friars didn't dare to disobey. They quickly led the way.

As soon as Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan came back to the courtyard, they heard that the door behind them had been kicked open. They turned around and saw that it was the middle-aged monk in black they had met before. Helpless in the heart sighed a breath, the trouble is still looking for.

Hearing the news outside, Tian Fengxun and ye's brothers and sisters also ran out of the house.

Seeing the middle-aged man in black, Tian Feng's pupil narrowed slightly. "What advice do you have?" The momentum of the other side is so strong! Look at this momentum, at least it is the cultivation above the time of passing through the robbery.

The middle-aged man in black glanced at Su Jinyue, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. If these people killed his son, he would never believe it. But his son did live here before. Even if the death of his son had nothing to do with them, he would not let them go. It was their own misfortune.

"What about the people who used to live here?" The middle-aged friar in black asked in a cold voice. His voice was like a cold wind. The people who blew it were in pain.

"Who? When we come back, there will be no one here. " Su Jinyue pretends to be stupid.

The middle-aged friar in black snorted coldly, "a little friar Yuan Ying dares to cheat me. He's looking for death!" Speaking, he raised his hand, a white light quickly swept to Su Jinyue. He has recognized that the middle-aged woman is the one he met in the street before, and the man beside him.

Zhan Yihan raised his hand and swept out a purple light to meet the white light swept out by the other side.

"Boom!" Two beams of light collided in the air, making a loud noise.

The middle-aged friar in black narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Zhan Yihan, "aren't you friar Yuan Ying?" He just hit, although very casual, but not a peak monk in the late Yuan infant can block.

"So what?" War is also cold, sacrifice Xuanyuan sword. Anyone wants typhoid Jinyue, he will not let it go.

"It seems that you have something to do with my son's death." The middle-aged friar in Black said positively. Otherwise, why does the other party want to hide his cultivation.

"Is there a difference? Aren't you going to do it to us already? " Su Jinyue sneered. He just hit, not to mention a yuan infant friar, even ten could not resist.

"To die!" The middle-aged friar in Black said angrily. It seems that his conjecture is correct. The death of his son has something to do with them. In that case, he would let them all go to the funeral for his son.

The middle-aged friar in black has no mercy this time. He attacks Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan.

As soon as his attack was launched, Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan suddenly disappeared. Before he could react, his surroundings became a wilderness, and salons took off and attacked him.

"Nine level dragon killing array!" The middle-aged friar in black had a look of horror in his eyes. The other side not only hides his accomplishments, but also is the master of the nine level array. It seems that he underestimates each other.

Sacrificing his magic weapon, he met his own salon. The level nine array is powerful, but it's impossible to kill him.

As the white light flickered, the saloons turned into yellow sand and fell back to the ground one after another.

"Can this array trap him?" Tian Fengxun said anxiously. Once the opponent escapes from the array, their fate can be imagined.

Su Jinyue confident smile, "this time even if not dead also want him to take off skin." She and also cold together arrange of nine level trap kill array, isn't say to break can break.

Raise your hand and scatter 18 level 8 talismans. The array begins to be stormy and thunderous.

A thunder arc hit the middle-aged friar in black, which made his whole body burn black.

Man batian waved his magic weapon and constantly collided with the thunder and lightning, making a roaring sound. I didn't expect that he had been in the devil's land for thousands of years, but now he was planted in the hands of two shameless children. He is really not reconciled!