War God Asura

Relying on his powerful soul power, Xing Jue can often hear the rumbling from a distance on his way, and even the conversations of some disciples can be heard clearly, but what Xing Jue wants to explore is not this, but The trail of advanced monsters.

"You are looking for death"

But at this moment, a woman's sharp and violent shout suddenly passed into Xing Jue's mind.

"Wang Yanran?" After hearing that voice, Xing Jue hurriedly stopped the body that was moving forward. After a moment of silence, he suddenly changed direction and swept away in the direction where the voice came from.

At this moment in a jungle in the Warcraft Mountains, there are 6 people standing, 5 of them are 5 disciples of the Nether Hall, and 5 of them are surrounding a beautiful woman in white clothes.

And this woman is the "Wang Yanran" of the Tibetan Medicine Villa.

"Hey, sister Yanran, let's hand over your Baodan."

"Also, let us do something and hurt you," one of the leading disciples said with a grin.

In fact, they have long been eyeing the disciples of the Tibetan Medicine Villa. After the start of the competition, they kept hiding their breath and trailing behind them secretly. When they separated, they chose the best king of alchemy. Yanran.

"Hmph, I want to grab my treasure pill, then we have to see if you have that ability" Wang Yanran snorted and said unyieldingly.

"In that case, don't blame us for being cruel."

"Hands on"

Seeing Wang Yanran's unwillingness to compromise, the disciple suddenly shouted.

At his order, those disciples waved their arms in unison.After a series of tyrannical martial arts, they rushed away at Wang Yanran's delicate body.

"Humph" Wang Yanran let out a cold snort in the face of the fast-grabbing martial arts and martial arts, then wrapped her arms around her shoulders, and her body began to spin at extreme speed.

And between her rotations, white gas began to emanate from her body. Under his rotation, the white gas formed a thin defensive cover, which was tightly wrapped in it.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Accompanied by the five roars, the combined attack of the five disciples of the Nether Palace was blocked by Wang Yanran.

Seeing that Yuan Gong couldn't be achieved, the five disciples were in a vertical shape, and five figures rushed toward Wang Yanran in a violent manner.At the same time, the fierce attacks were fiercely blasted at Wang Yanran.

Facing the five-person encirclement attack, Wang Yanran couldn't escape at all, so she had no choice but to fight with her.

With fierce fists, whip legs, and split palms, they kept blasting at Wang Yanran with the sound of fierce wind, while Wang Yanran flickered and defended. With his fierce speed, he moved back and forth among the five.

Although Wang Yanran had reached the strength of a high-ranking martial master, he was obviously not strong in actual combat. Under the strong attack of these five cruel, merciless disciples of the Nether Palace, a trace of flaws was finally revealed.