Grief and sorrow kept attacking Nalan Wushuang, tears bursting out of his eyes, and he almost collapsed on the spot.

Nalan Wushuang has been unruly and willful since she was a child, and she was often punished by her grandfather, but she knew it in her heart. Her grandfather loved her very much. Every time she got into trouble, although her grandfather looked fierce on the surface, he secretly helped clean up the mess.

Nalan Wushuang gained a lot from her previous trip to the Rakshasa clan and matured a lot. When she came back this time, she originally wanted to help her grandfather share some of the family pressure, and then be filial to him.

But I never expected that before I could show my filial piety, my grandfather was already gone.

Whoosh!

In grief, Nalan Wushuang suddenly raised his head. He locked eyes with Prince Aotian in mid-air, and his tone was as cold as ice: "You killed my grandfather, I will kill you..."

"kill me?"

Prince Aotian chuckled lightly, his eyes full of contempt: "A caught fish dares to speak so loudly, not to mention whether you have the strength to kill me. Even if you do, I'm afraid you won't have this chance today. Your Nalan family has colluded with the demons."

, they all cannot escape death."

As he said that, Prince Aotian glanced at Nalan Hongzheng's body lightly: "This is the fate of colluding with the demons. Your grandfather is like this, and so are your people. But you don't need to be sad, because you will be able to go down and fight with them soon."

Your grandpa is reunited."

After the last word fell, many Wudang disciples started shouting.

"Your Nalan family, in collusion with the demons, is an evil heretic. Death is not a pity."

"Yes, it is not a pity to die!"

For a time, the masters of various sects also agreed.

"Girl Nalan, you are wise. Hurry up and persuade your people to surrender together. As long as you are willing to surrender, we will let you people live. Otherwise, we will kill you without mercy."

"Yes, surrender quickly."

"You only have one chance. Decide quickly, we don't have time to waste time with you."

The shouts of various middle school masters kept coming. Nalan Wushuang's delicate body was trembling faintly, and she was laughing in anger.

"You murderers."

While sneering, Nalan Wushuang's eyes filled with tears of grief and anger: "You massacred my people indiscriminately, and now you want me to surrender?"

"I will not surrender. The Nalan family only wants ghosts who die in battle. There is no one who surrenders."

"besides.."

At this point, Nalan Wushuang's eyes flashed with endless hatred: "None of you here can escape. I will use your blood to pay tribute to the dead souls of my Nalan family. You will all die."

!!!"

The last sentence. Nalan Wushuang almost screamed out, his voice was so shrill, everyone present couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts.

hehe...

Seeing this situation, Prince Aotian smiled indifferently in mid-air, and then looked around the audience: "Everyone, since this girl is stubborn, don't hesitate. We must eliminate the evil and defend the law, and eradicate the root."

After the last word fell, Prince Aotian gently landed on the eaves of the hall, sat cross-legged, and began to regain his strength.

Although Nalan Wushuang brought the Rakshasa cavalry, Prince Aotian didn't take it seriously at all. After all, the major sects firmly believed that the Nalan family was colluding with the demons. When the Rakshasa cavalry really wanted to intervene, the various sects

People will naturally deal with them, and it will not be their turn to take action.

After hearing this, all the masters from various sects were too lazy to talk nonsense and started shouting one by one.

"Yes. Exterminate demons and protect the Tao. Cut off the weeds and eradicate the roots."

"You're right. There's no need to waste your time in dealing with this kind of evil defender!"

"Kill, leave no one alive."

Various sect masters shouted and rushed towards Nalan Wushuang.

"You all deserve to die!"

Seeing a sect master rushing towards him, Nalan Wushuang's delicate face showed no trace of panic, and his eyes flashed with strong hatred. In his mind, one sentence kept echoing.

They killed grandpa and destroyed the Nalan family. They must kill them, kill them.

Buzz!

Driven by hatred, Nalan Wushuang's inner strength exploded. With a move of his jade hand, a long sword appeared in his hand, and then he rushed forward and started a fierce battle with the masters of the middle sect who rushed up.

"kill!"
Chapter completed!