nbsp; Feng Shaobai roared angrily, ignoring the soft whip that was coming close to him, and struck down the chain warhammer in his hand with a simple and direct blow, hitting Qing Muer with a thousand catties of force, knocking down ten tigers with one force. <Binghuo#中文 www..com
Qing Mu'er quickened her pace again, got rid of Feng Shaobai, twisted around, and straightened the soft whip in her hand like a spear, heading straight for Huanglong. The tip of the whip is as fast as lightning and the angle is extremely tricky.
Concerned about Qing Muer's identity, Feng Shaobai was restrained in everything, he was timid and unable to perform, not to mention how depressed he felt.
In the middle of the field, there were heavy whip shadows and gusts of hammering wind. You came and I went, and no one could do anything to anyone for a while. Under the stalemate, the people watching the battle on both sides were extremely anxious. The sword was ruthless and it was inevitable that there would be a wrong hand. If something happened, they could not afford it. However, in order to avoid the deterioration of the relationship between the two clans and they could not go into battle in person, one He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
After being entangled for a long time and having no choice but to do anything about the other party, Qing Muer became a little angry and her mind became hot. In order to obtain the life fruit and the sixth-grade medicine prescription for Xiao Yan, she no longer cared about the relationship between the two clans, let alone considered bringing benefits to the Blood Demon clan. No matter what kind of trouble comes, be ready to wave for everyone to take action.
Qing Muer's impatient expression was seen by the elder in red, and she couldn't help but feel frightened. In the current situation, as long as Qing Muer gives an order, it will be a big melee. Casualties will inevitably occur, and the good relationship between the two tribes will completely collapse. What should we do?
When everyone was at a loss what to do, at this moment, a gust of wind came rushing from mid-air...
People who can appear around them silently in the consciousness of themselves and others are definitely not ordinary people. Moreover, it was still unknown whether the visitor was an enemy or a friend, and both warring parties felt nervous.
In an instant, an old man was seen wearing a blood-red robe, standing on a halberd, standing in the air. The halberd is two meters long, and its blade is shaped like a crescent moon. It is completely black, except for the tip of the blade, which is blood red. The halberd faced the wind, whining continuously, as if thousands of ghosts were attached to the halberd body, it was definitely a top-notch weapon.
Compared to that top-quality halberd, the old man in blood-red robes seemed a bit thin. The skin is reddish brown, the curly beard, long eyebrows, and the sky-high hair are even brighter and fiery red. The depths of the black eyes were like a red flame burning, making people dare not look into them.
The old man was standing there, exuding a strong aura, vast and boundless, dripping upwards, surrounded by ribbon-shaped magic mist, which was so oppressive that people broke out in cold sweat and almost suffocated.
As soon as the old man appeared, Qing Muer and Feng Shaobai, who were fighting, stopped involuntarily.
"Fourth Grandpa, you are finally back. You miss Mu'er so much." Qing Mu'er scolded and threw herself in front of the old man.
"Mu'er, come here, let Fourth Grandpa take a good look at her. Tsk tsk, she looks more juicy." When the old man saw Qing Mu'er, he smiled brightly, and all his aura immediately disappeared without a trace.
The old man is the fourth elder of the Blood Demon clan. He has been hailed as a rare genius in the clan since he was a child. He has an unruly nature and likes to travel everywhere. His whereabouts are unpredictable. He has disappeared for nearly two thousand years, but he did not expect to appear here.
"I've met the fourth elder." The elder in red and others were very excited when they saw the fourth elder, and they all came forward to greet him.
"Hmm, are you all okay?" The fourth elder was also very happy to see everyone, but his eyes never left Qing Mu'er, and everyone burst into sweat with his unmistakable doting.
"Fourth Grandpa, why are you here?" Qing Muer coquettishly jumped happily like a red flame.
"I had just stepped into Juxi City and was about to go back to the Magic City when I felt Mu'er's aura and came over quickly." The fourth elder was particularly kind in front of Qing Mu'er.
"The Fourth Grandfather is the best to Mu'er." Qing Mu'er said with a sweet smile, and everyone was speechless again. Who in the Blood Demon clan doesn't know that the fourth elder dotes on Qing Mu'er, even more than Qing Haoran.
"Fourth Elder, I feel that your strength seems to have greatly increased now. How many stars are you in?" The red-clothed elder was standing nearby. Feeling the imposing aura of the Fourth Elder, he couldn't help but interject.
"Yes, Fourth Grandpa, Mu'er also wants to know."
"Haha, Eight Stars." The fourth elder replied casually.
The fourth elder's understatement was more shocking than the overwhelming momentum. Although there are legends about the existence of Nine-Star Dou Emperor in Dou Emperor Continent, no one has seen it with their own eyes since the ancient catastrophe, and has not even heard of his name.
The Eight-Star Dou Emperor is naturally the pinnacle of power in the actual sense. They are rare and can only be counted on one finger. All of them are the pinnacle of the super power's martial arts. Now that the Eight-Star Dou Emperor has appeared in the Blood Demon Clan, and with the Blood Demon Order, it seems that the real unification of the Demon Clan is just around the corner, and the elders are excited.
"Mu'er, was he bullying you just now?"
