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Chapter 103 Don't call me the second child in the future

The "Guardian of the World" that was overwhelmed by the demons and monsters was a sharp sword that was always hanging high above their heads. There were also the mysterious "descendants of the Human King" and the "Emperor Descendants of the Imperial Descendants". Only the ghost knew whether they would take advantage of the world's ruthlessness and take action.

There are also the demon sons who have always been fearless and are not afraid of the world and hunting gods everywhere. If they are not careful, the demon sons will have more senior leaders of the demon clan.

There are also those old human monsters who have always been hidden in the world. No one knows what their situation is now. After becoming a cultivator, the lifespan of the human race cannot be judged reasonably. Even if those old human monsters have not appeared in the world for many years, it does not mean that the old human monsters have passed away.

"The human race never gave up on itself." Meng Xiaoyun sneered: "In ancient times, the three demons of human races stood together, and countless killings were killed in the world. God has the virtue of being alive, and the human race is unwilling to kill all the enemies. After millions of years, even if the glory of the human race was invisible, it was not a cat or dog that could insult at will. If you want to talk to me equally, you can also take out the Iron Order of the Three Clans of their respective races, and it would not be too late to shout with me."

"A general is like this, aren't he really afraid of attracting bloody battles from the three tribes?" Feng Tianhuang's face turned cold: "The two demons have always been the prey of the weak, and there is no room for the weak to survive. The creatures that can survive are all soldiers. And there are countless ordinary people living in the human race. Once the battle starts, those ordinary human races have no power to fight back. Does the general really not care about the lives of those ordinary human races?"

Asura's voice was cold: "Everyone in the world said that demons and ghosts do everything evil, but he didn't know that what real people feared was the hearts of the people. Although the general is now respected by the world, once the war begins and the interests of some human races are damaged, the general is the eternal sinner of the human race. The general can think about it. Once that time comes, what is the significance of what the general does now?"

Meng Xiaoyun laughed: "A real man does something and does not do anything, and no one knows what will happen in the future. I only know that the human race has never given up on his own pride. Even if the human race often fights internally, once the human race survives and dies, no matter what the enemy is, it will be a joke in front of the powerful human race."

"Stop talking nonsense." A glimmer flashed in Meng Xiaoyun's eyes: "What do you think? Why don't you make a debut and see if Meng dares to answer."

Asura was stunned, Feng Tianhuang's eyes were dead.

What kind of thing did they encounter this time?

What's really good is a hob meat.

With Meng Xiaoyun's tiny practice, whether it is Feng Tianhuang or Asura, he can beat Meng Xiaoyun to ashes with just one move. However, the hob in front of him was arrogant and did not take the two of them seriously at all. He even threatened them with red mouths and white teeth.

Even if they have a lot of knowledge, they will be helpless for a while.

But no one could stand up to attack the creatures in front of the three tribes.

Looking at Meng Xiaoyun's arrogant black face, Asura and Feng Tianhuang felt more and more uncomfortable.

"With the general's opinion, what should the two demons do?" Feng Tianhuang's voice was chilling.

"The holy weapon was once the great sages of the human race, and it was owned by the human race." Meng Xiaoyun laughed: "You two demons and tribes do evil in the human race and kill many people. As long as you hand over those murderers, you will never see each other again."

"No." Feng Tianhuang and Asura spoke in unison.

"Of course this won't work." Meng Xiaoyun's eyes showed murderous aura: "How can the two demons invade the human race without reason be so hasty. Both sides of the chaos have died and injured, and life and death can't be held accountable even if they kill and kill. I want you two to lead the creatures in the clan to wear mourning for the soldiers who died in our army to comfort the dead."

"Rareless." Feng Tianhuang was furious.

"Han Zhang." Asura was furious.

If anger can kill people, Meng Xiaoyun has died at least millions of times.

"The original intention of this is that I just don't want to provoke a greater battle, so I made a statement to ask the General to have a face-to-face meeting with Asura." Feng Tianhuang's face was cold: "Sacred weapons have been a gift of opportunity since ancient times. Even if they have shined in the hands of the great sages of the human race, the holy weapons will return to the chaos of heaven and earth. The holy weapons in later generations were also given by the laws of heaven. They did not belong to one clan or one person at all, and no one could obtain them privately. After the three clans' alliance, several holy weapons were born, the human race had obtained them, the demon race had obtained them, and the demon race had also obtained them. The three clans each compete with their ability, and those who get the opportunity could obtain them. I have never heard of the saying that holy weapons belong only to the human race."

Asura's face turned pale: "If he was defeated by the human race openly, I would be convinced. The general's behavior is so domineering, it would be a bit too much."

"What do you mean now?" Meng Xiaoyun sneered: "Didn't you also speak and let the race give up this battle for the holy weapon?"

"Since ancient times, the birth of holy weapons has been accompanied by countless bloody storms." Asura said in a cold voice: "When the holy weapons were born, the three tribes were fighting for blood. Since ancient times, there has been no right or wrong in the battlefield. Those ordinary soldiers may not know the secret of the holy weapons, but the general must have known it. Once they arrived at this battlefield of gods and demons, they should know what they were facing. What the general said to comfort the undead humans would be a bit self-deprecating."

"As for the murderer who handed over the tragedy that the general said to harm the world, this is nothing wrong." Feng Tianhuang's voice was cold.

"Crown Prince,,,,,,,," Asura stopped talking.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Feng Tianhuang's eyes: "There are three tribes who swear to make a promise, and both demons and demons should abide by it. This time, the holy weapon was born, and there were even many people with ulterior motives. Such things that are a disaster should not be tolerated."

Meng Xiaoyun sneered: "Is it impossible to think about it just because of this?"

Asura's angry face turned pale: "What else do you want to do with the general?"

"The general's meaning is that since the three parties have become in a confrontation, it is better to temporarily quit the battle to wait for the holy weapon to be born." Yang Wenjun appeared in front of the three of them at some point.

The creatures of the two demons changed color at the same time.

Feng Tianhuang and Asura looked even more terrifying.

Just now, Yang Wenjun appeared quietly beside them in front of everyone, and even concealed their perception. This magical body technique, which was unaware of by all living beings, had already exceeded the expectations of all living beings.

If Yang Wenjun had intentionally taken action just now, I am afraid that both Feng Tianhuang and Asura would have severely injured Yang Wenjun's sword.

"Miss Yang,,,,,,,," Meng Xiaoyun's eyes flashed with confusion.

"Once the war begins, no matter whether it is the human race or the demon race, there will be countless casualties." Yang Wenjun sighed softly: "God has the virtue of being a virtuous person. If unnecessary casualties can be avoided, there will be Gan Tianhe."

As he spoke, murderous aura appeared in Yang Wenjun's eyes.

Meng Xiaoyun, Fengtianhuang and Asura both looked strange.

If these words were said from other people, they could still understand them.

However, Yang Wenjun, the killer's embryo suddenly said such words, made them puzzled. As far as Feng Tianhuang and Asura knew, there were countless demons and monsters who died under Yang Wenjun's sword every year. Even though those were evil murderers, there were no less than tens of thousands of creatures stained with blood from the sword every year,,,,,,,,

What's more, even if she had said such words of persuasion, Yang Wenjun was still murderous. I was afraid that if the three people present had half disobedient words, Yang Wenjun would be afraid that they would draw their swords toward each other immediately.,,,,

Meng Xiaoyun's face was covered with black lines. In front of this mysterious woman in white, even if he intimidated the commander of the three armies, he did not have any sense of existence in front of Yang Wenjun.

Feng Tianhuang had a smile on her face, but her expression was shocked. He could even feel that if he dared to refuse half of his name, Yang Wenjun, a violent woman, would definitely fight against him in front of the three armies, and she was the kind that could not be refused,,,,,,,,

Asura's face was pale and uncertain. He was not sure at all that the lawless woman in front of him could defeat him. Moreover, Asura didn't know how many tricks this mysterious woman in white had. Now, besides knowing that Yang Wenjun's combat power is powerful, he was simply a little bit of information.

All the creatures of the Demon Clan were silent for this moment, and their expressions were stunned when they looked at Yang Wenjun.

Among the demon army, Qing Fanhai was stunned, Zhan Kuangtian's eyes widened, and Xuan Wushang's eyes were shocked.

"The fourth brother." Zhan Kuangtian sighed lightly: "Do you think the boss will fight Yang Wenjun?"

Xuan Wushang raised his eyes lightly, and after a long time he spit out a word: "Get out."

"Second, why don't you fight with Yang Wenjun?" Zhan Kuangfeng laughed strangely: "If you can beat Yang Wenjun up, you can leave sideways when you return to the demon clan in the future."

"Get out." Qing Fanhai was furious: "Don't call me the second brother in the future, I have to call me the second brother, the second brother, do you understand?"

"Then second brother, are you going to fight with Yang Wenjun?" Zhan Kuangtian smiled evilly.

"Why don't you get up?" Qing Fanhai was furious: "You think I'm a fool, and even the fourth brother suffered a great loss. Can you bear the beating even more than the fourth brother?"
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