Asura God

Chapter 1502 Demon Soldier Shura Meng Hu?

Volume 4 Demon Soldier Shura Chapter 1502 Meng Hu?

Lan Ting's mood improved, and she felt that the competition in the arena was much more exciting, so she frequently explained and commented to the eldest princess.

The eldest princess cleaned up her emotions, and also focused on the competition in the arena. The casual cultivators who took part in the martial arts competition this time are generally very strong, a full level stronger than before. The feeling is not too obvious when they are in the Xuanwu and Diwu realms, but they become especially strong when they reach the Holy Martial realm. She actually saw many famous casual cultivators stepping onto the arena, or standing in the crowd waiting for a challenge.

The eldest princess was very relieved, but she also knew that these strong men at the Saint Martial Realm were more likely to come to the Asura Hall.

The Shura Hall selection mechanism is very strict. Unless it is an extremely special situation, only young people under the age of 15 are accepted, and then cultivated and grown by themselves to ensure absolute loyalty. In the blood, it is guaranteed that they will cultivate a fierce and shrewd warrior, not a proud son.

It is precisely because of this that the Asura Hall can guarantee the eternal strictness of the class, the eternal purity of the system, and the absolute loyalty and strength of the members, so that the Asura Hall will always be the Asura Hell in the eyes of the outside world-dark, dangerous, and cruel.

This also eliminates the possibility of those Saint-Martial-level figures joining the Shura Palace, unless you are good enough to get all the strict elders to agree.

The eldest princess didn't know whether the people selected in this way were protecting her, or were they looking forward to approaching the Shura Palace through this way?

The eldest princess was thinking silently, when Lan Ting's complexion suddenly changed, she got up suddenly, and stared at the man walking from the crowd in the distance.

"What's the matter?" The eldest princess was surprised, and when she was about to look over, Lan Ting suddenly stood in front of her and ordered outside: "Drive that person away!"

Who? The guards outside were surprised, their eyes swept across the audience, their expressions suddenly changed, they all stared at one direction, and rushed out immediately.

"Who's here?" the eldest princess asked.

"A dangerous guy, don't be nervous, I'll take care of it." Lan Ting blocked the eldest princess's sight and stared coldly at the majestic and mighty man in the distance. Very eye-catching in the crowd.

Meng Tiger? Why is he here!

Is it aimed at the eldest princess?

Ever since he came back, he has been haunted by ghosts. He met him once a few months ago, and then disappeared. He even arranged for someone to look for him, but no one in the temple seemed to have seen him.

Why did you come here suddenly?

Just as Ma Dameng walked halfway, two holy warriors walked towards him and said in a low voice: "Meng Hu, please follow us."

know me? Ma Dameng looked at them: "You are..."

"Someone wants to see you, please." The two men were very powerful, blocking Meng Hu like a black bear.

Tong Yan smiled playfully. "Who is Meng Hu, your previous name?"

"Who is your master?"

"Whoever you want to see here, it will be that person."

The eldest princess saw me coming? But isn't she on the high platform? Ma Dameng looked at the high platform in the distance, but it was surrounded by misty light, and his eyes and consciousness couldn't penetrate it at all.

"Please! Come with us!" The two Shengwu sternly reminded.

Tong Yan chuckled twice: "This is someone from the Asura Palace, is your master such an attitude?"

"Who are you?"

"Look at my face, does it look like a father's face?"

"You're looking for death!" The two holy warriors were furious, but they quickly held back and urged in a low voice: "Don't dawdle, hurry up and leave."

"Why are you in a hurry, you guys are the ones who invite people like this?"

"Are you tired of living?"

"Hey! Even worse than me!" Tong Yan pointed at them, and asked Ma Dameng: "This is definitely not from the Jinxiu royal family, where are the two things that came out, and they are like two hundred and fifty thousand."

"Who are you?" Ma Dameng frowned, feeling something was wrong.

"Who else is there who can be recognized at a glance in Jinxiu King City? Come with us, he wants to see you." The two holy warriors couldn't wait any longer and had to transfer Meng Hu as soon as possible.

Ma Dameng frowned and looked at them: "Lanting? He's here!"

"Please, it's right in front." The two holy warriors raised their hands again.

Tong Yan asked: "Who is Lan Ting?"

"A former friend."

"Is there a contradiction?" Qin Ming noticed that Ma Dameng's face was not right, or he was a little bored after arriving in Jinxiu King City.

"No." Ma Dameng shook his head: "Where is Lanting?"

"Come with us. The two of you come here too." The two Shengwu raised their hands and invited them stiffly.

Tong Yan chuckled, and then his face darkened: "No!"

The two Shengwu looked at him coldly. "Friends, don't toast and eat fine wine."

"Who is your friend, how close are you?"

"What the hell did you show your face?"

Tong Yan tilted his head and tilted his ears: "What did you say?"

"What the hell are you, where did it come out?" The faces of the two Shengwu were very ugly, Meng Hu didn't dare to be presumptuous, what the hell is this?

"Brother-in-law, are we here to cause trouble?" Tong Yan asked Qin Ming.

Qin Ming looked at Ma Dameng: "Aren't you making trouble?"

Ma Dameng shook his head: "I'm going to see Lan Ting, you stay here."

A Shengwu said coldly: "No, they all go together, immediately! Immediately!"

"What are you doing, please someone do this ink." A few more people crowded into the crowd.

"Da Meng, you have no status in the Asura Hall, you dare to boss around any random fish." Tong Yan laughed twice, then suddenly kicked up and stomped on the stomach of the person in front of him, the soles of his feet were mixed. With the power of purple flame, it detonated instantly.

There was a loud bang, the man's chest and abdomen shattered, and he flew out screaming, and a passage of more than 200 meters "exploded" behind him, and dozens of people flew out screaming and wailing.

The Yanyu Lake arena was fighting fiercely. The audience shouted and watched enthusiastically, but many people still noticed this place.

Those Saint Wus were stunned for a moment, and then flew into a rage: "You bastard, you're tired of working!"

Tong Yan stomped his steps violently, bursting up like a falcon, a violent air wave mixed with astonishingly high temperature, like thousands of heavy punches, hit the holy warriors in front, swift, wild, domineering, three A Shengwu was caught off guard, vomited blood and flew backwards, his body was bloody as if it had been blown apart.

"Tong Yan, you are ruthless!" Ma Dameng hurriedly stopped him.

"Where's the wild monkey!" Lan Ting shouted furiously on the high platform, and dared to hurt his people.

Suddenly more than a dozen powerful auras rushed up around the high platform, Lan Ting's guards and royal guardians all flew into the air, and the billowing holy power blasted towards Tong Yan like a rushing Nujiang River.

Qin Ming waved his hand violently, arousing a strong aura that surged into the sky, like a dragon smashing into the sea, powerfully shattering all the holy weapons, trembling in the sky, rumbling and exploding.

The bustling crowd quickly quieted down, and the eyes of thousands of people all gathered here, and even the fierce fighting arena was temporarily suspended, looking around strangely.

Whoosh whoosh! The powerful guardians inside and outside the Yanyu Manor all vacated and gathered at Yanyu Lake in the shortest possible time, locking Tong Yan with their fierce and powerful aura.

There was also an unusually powerful aura emerging from the depths of Yanyu Lake, cold and heavy, it was a lurking giant beast, staring at Tong Yan, and also enveloped Qin Ming and Ma Dameng.

The crowd watching the battle was secretly afraid. Are there so many strong men hidden in Misty Rain Manor?

"Meng Hu?" The eldest princess got up, her cold and clear eyes flickered brightly, and she looked at the mighty and majestic man in the crowd in disbelief.

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