Chapter 2997: Chaos

On the surface, Emperor Ziyan protected calmness, but his heart had already been murderous. If it hadn't been for the inheritance of Wuchen Tiangong, he would have caught up.
But now, he can only watch his subordinates being killed.
The crowd was also surprised, and they hadn't recovered for a long time.
After a while, Emperor Ziyan suddenly raised his head, staring at Ye Shiyu with his deep and scarlet eyes, and his killing intent was not concealed.
"Kill!" Di Ziyan gritted his teeth and uttered a word.
She didn't dare to attack Biluohuangquan's killer, but she was unscrupulous against other human monks.
She even dared to kill Beichen Star Soul, not to mention other human monks.
"Haha, good killing, Emperor Yan, you dare to kill me, this is your retribution." When the Emperor family was preparing to do it, a loud laugh suddenly came from a distance.
Emperor Ziyan turned his head abruptly, but saw thirty figures standing dozens of miles away, it was the Beichen Star Soul who had gone back and forth.
The people of Beichen Star Soul were besieged by Ji Wuyan and Emperor Ziyan, and died a lot. Although he was unwilling to escape, he did not really leave.
After all, here is the inheritance of Wuchen Tiangong, how could he leave easily?
Others don't know, but Beichen Star Soul is very clear that their Beichen family was part of the Wuchen Tiangong in ancient times.
The North Star Star Soul, who was still incomparably frustrated just now, would naturally not let go of such an opportunity to strike Emperor Ziyan after seeing that forty or fifty of his subordinates were killed by the people of Biluohuangquan.
At this moment, Emperor Ziyan was angry. Where could he stand the insult of the Beichen Star Soul, and suddenly said coldly: "Beichen Star Soul, are you tired of living?"
After the words fell, Emperor Ziyan suddenly disappeared in place, and slaughtered towards the place where the Beichen Star Soul was.
Beichen Star Soul would not have thought that Emperor Ziyan was so overbearing, he would start a war if he didn't agree with him, but he didn't mean to be afraid of fighting alone.
"Ah~poof~"
It's just that Diziyan had just taken a step, and some dark shadows suddenly appeared not far away, piercing the eyebrows of some monks of the Emperor family.
In just an instant, another dozen or twenty people were assassinated and blood was spilled in the sky.
Seeing this scene, the crowd couldn't help but shudder. No one thought that the assassin of Biluohuangquan hadn't retreated at all, but was still looking for opportunities to assassinate others.
The crowd was puzzled, how could this person with the blue and yellow springs be so desperate?
Is there an endless hatred with the emperor family?
"Biluohuangquan, is it true that my emperor family is so bullied?" The emperor smoked completely furious, gave up attacking the Beichen Star Soul, and instead killed those shadows.
This time, Emperor Ziyan attacked decisively and rushed to two of them in black. Her speed was very fast, reaching an incredible level.
Before the crowd came back to their senses, two people in black had their heads and bodies separated, and their heads still remained shocked.
"Kill!" Di Ziyan let out a cold snort, and once again rushed to the other people in black who rushed into the ancient forest.
At this moment, the members of the Emperor's family also moved. How can they be indifferent when sixty or seventy of them died at the hands of the killers of the blue and yellow springs?
If it wasn't for Emperor Ziyan who hadn't spoken, they would have rushed forward, but whether you are from Biluohuangquan or not.
Others are afraid of Biluohuangquan, but the people of their emperor family are not necessarily afraid of Biluohuangquan.
"Haha, Diziyan, didn't you kill me so happy? Now it's your turn." Beichen Star Soul laughed aloud, then his smile stopped abruptly, and he shouted, "Kill them for me."
Before the words were over, Beichen Star Soul was the first to rush up. He was so embarrassed by Emperor Ziyan and Ji Wuyan that he was killed before, but now he can beat Luoshuigou, how could he give up such an opportunity?
There were originally more than one hundred people on Emperor Ziyan's side, but now, there are only less than half left. In addition, there is also the assassin of Biluohuangquan, and Beichen Star Soul has no scruples.
Ji Wuyan frowned when seeing Beichen Star Soul killing him, but in the end he couldn't choose to shoot.
Although he didn't know what kind of hatred was between Beichen Star Soul and Emperor Yan, it was enough to unite Emperor Ziyan against Beichen Star Soul before.
But now that Biluohuangquan wants to deal with the emperor's family, he is unwilling to engage with Biluohuangquan.
Naturally, Huang Wujiang and others would not be able to take action. They even wished that these people would all die together, so no one would compete with them for the inheritance of the Wuchen Tiangong.
Seeing the chaotic battle in the distance, Nangong Xiaoxiao glanced at each other with weird colors in their eyes. Guan Xiaoqi took the lead and said: "How come I feel that these things are related to the third brother?"
"Me too!" Nangong Xiaoxiao also nodded weirdly, "I just don't know, when did the youngest son of the emperor family again."
It's no wonder they think so. Not long ago, they just learned that the emperor family had harmed Xiaojin, and now the emperor family was assassinated by people from Biluohuangquan.
Thinking about the Beichen Star Soul being framed by Xiao Fan, they all thought that the Emperor's Family should also be calculated by Xiao Fan.
"If this is the case, then the hall master is too terrifying." Zhan Huangtian took a deep breath.
Although the current battle situation is chaotic, they are eager to be chaotic. Only in this way can everyone's attention divert from Ye Shiyu.
However, this is destined to disappoint them. How can the inheritance of the Wuchen Tiangong be so easily overlooked?
"Hand over the inheritance of the Wuchen Tiangong!" Huang Wujiang stood in the sky, overlooking Ye Shiyu below, and said domineeringly.
If Xiao Fan saw it, he would definitely be surprised. Last time he was severely injured by Xiao Fan. According to common sense, it is impossible to recover without a few months.
But now, Huang Wujiang has no ass, and the breath on his body is still at its peak, where is the slightest injury?
A few days ago, the monks who saw Huang Wujiang being bombarded by Xiao Fan couldn't understand this point, so he became more and more afraid of Huang Wujiang.
Someone even sighed secretly that he was worthy of being one of the five saints, and even such a severe injury could heal instantly.
However, there are also a few people who know how the wasteland is restored, but they know it and will not say it.
"If you want to pass on, you have the ability to get it yourself." Ye Shiyu said coldly.
Although the breath of Wujiang's body gave her a sense of oppression, her expression was firm and she had no sense of fear.
Huang Wujiang frowned. At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside him, nodded to him, and said something.
The next moment, Huang Wujiang's breath suddenly changed. If it was said that it was an unattainable demon mountain just now, he now feels like a huge sword hanging above his head, which can be cut down at any time. "Are you Xiao Fan's wife? That would be interesting." Huang Wujiang grinned, his face showing a ruthless look.