The white-faced god looked at Su Yan for a long time, and finally said fiercely: "Boy, are you the one who killed my good brother?

Do you know that you are preventing me from getting paid this way?

Didn’t the five thousand miles I traveled today be in vain?

How are we going to settle this account?"

Although there is only one White-faced Lord, he is not afraid at all when facing many masters from Huayin Palace, Panshan Patriarch, and even Su Yan.

Dare to break into Huayin Palace single-handedly, and say such harsh words in front of Patriarch Panshan and Su Yan, of course the White-faced God Lord has something to rely on.

Su Yan picked up the wine glass and said calmly: "You want to settle accounts with me?

I'm afraid you have the life to come to pay for it, but you don't have the life to live with it."

The white-faced god said even more fiercely: "Boy, was it you who killed Wan Du?

Then his Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron must have fallen into your hands, right?

You hand over the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron and his body to me, and let this be settled.

Since he is dead, the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron should be handed over to me to pay off the debt! His corpse should also contain a lot of strange poisons, and it should be sold for a lot of money if thrown out!"

"Are you threatening me?"

Su Yan asked rhetorically.

At this time, Su Yan's eyes were already serious.

Although Su Yan looked almost drunk, even in this state, Su Yan's attitude could not be ignored.

The White-faced God said: "If you don't hand over the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron, then I will have to fight with you to avenge my brother!"

When Patriarch Panshan heard this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing: "White-faced Lord, you are still the same after a thousand years... You are so obsessed with spending money, I really don't know how you managed to reach this level of cultivation!"

The laughter of Patriarch Panshan was the only laughter in the banquet hall.

The expressions of the others were already very solemn and they could not laugh at all.

The white-faced god said: "Ancestor, repaying debts is a matter of course.

Even if that bastard Wandu is dead, it is still appropriate to use his body and inheritance to pay off the debt! I will kill anyone who dares to stop me from demanding the debt! Even if you, ancestor, take action yourself, you cannot stop me.

This kind of thing has been tried fifteen hundred years ago, right?”

The smile on Patriarch Panshan's face froze, and he asked forcefully: "Do you think I am inferior to you?

White-faced God! This is the Flower Shadow Palace. You just come here uninvited and you are so aggressive. Do you really think that I won’t get angry?"

The situation at this time was almost on the verge of breaking out.

Si Qing stood up and said: "Master Shen, the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron has been chopped into pieces by Su Yan with his sword. We have not recovered the body of Lord Ten Thousand Poisons. If you go out now, maybe you can still find the corpse and Ten Thousand Poisons."

Where are the fragments of the tripod?

Lord Shen, your nose must be as sensitive as a wild dog, right?"

Si Qing's words were thorny. In fact, everyone in the banquet hall disliked this white-faced god.

If he shows up suddenly and aggressively demands payment, no one will be fond of him.

The white-faced god was also angered by Si Qing's words, pinched an orchid finger in his hand, and then appeared in front of Si Qing inexplicably.

But his big hand didn't catch Si Qing at all.

The reputation of Shura Sonic Sword is definitely not based on it. Compared with speed, Si Qing is faster! But the case in front of Si Qing was almost smashed to pieces! "Shura Sonic Sword?"

Are you one of the eight gods of Asura?"

While the White-faced God was talking, he appeared in the shadow behind Si Qing again! I didn’t expect that the White-faced God could jump through shadows so fast! The ancestor of Panshan said loudly: “The White-faced God’s ability is to travel through countless shadows.

, once you identify your enemy, you can continue to pester him like a tarsal maggot!"

The white-faced god who can hide in the shadows is almost absolutely safe. No matter when to launch an attack and what kind of attack method to use, it is all decided by him.

This weird ability allowed him to take the initiative from the beginning! No matter how fast Si Qing’s Shura Sonic Sword is, as long as there is still a shadow, the White-faced God can always keep up with Si Qing’s speed! In this way, Si Qing’s speed

The advantage above was almost completely offset in this way! This weird ability is very restrained by the Shura Sonic Sword! Si Qing moved faster and faster in the air, but it became more and more difficult to deal with the white-faced god! Suddenly

, a chopstick shot over! This chopstick, with Su Yan's supreme sword intent, directly nailed Si Qing's shadow to the ground! A black light and shadow inside fled from Si Qing's shadow in panic,

It looks like he has been injured.

"What kind of sword is this? How can it even hurt me hiding in the shadow?"

The white-faced god's tone was no longer as arrogant as before, but rather filled with fear.

Because he had already escaped into the shadow as fast as he could just now. Logically speaking, he was absolutely safe like this.

"Is this a sword?

It's obviously just a chopstick."

Su Yan said, "I can kill you with just chopsticks.

It seems you are even more incompetent than your sworn brothers!"

The white-faced god argued: "These chopsticks contain the supreme sword intention, otherwise how could they hurt me?"

Su Yan slowly stood up and said calmly: "You are hiding in the shadows because of some secret method, but no matter what secret method it is, as long as it is a method, it is impossible to defeat my sword."

Then Su Yan stood up and faced the white-faced god.

The momentum also completely reversed, and it seemed that the battle situation was completely under Su Yan's control.

This scene seems familiar.

Patriarch Panshan and Si Qing immediately remembered the time when Su Yan had just dealt with the Venerable Wan Du.

Now it's Su Yan's turn to take over everything again.

"Because you can defeat all means with a sword, right?

But don’t underestimate me! Your sword may not be able to catch my true body! The speed I gained just now can’t keep up with the Shura Sonic Sword! At this speed, if you want to catch me, it’s just a dream!”

After the white-faced god heard that Su Yan's sword was so powerful, he had no intention of retreating and just kept the distance between him and Su Yan.

He didn't think he might lose, so he planned to continue to be entangled with Su Yan like this.

And people like Huayin Palace are already wondering, where does this white-faced god come from, and how can he be so powerful and weird?

The only person here who knows the origin of the White-faced God Lord is probably the Panshan Patriarch.

Patriarch Panshan said: "Fifteen hundred years ago, when I was still in the Shakhtar Council, a new venerable came to the council. This venerable called himself the White-faced Venerable. His cultivation level was not very strong.

But he succeeded in assassinating the king of Asura. This man was a dragon but never saw his end, and his only hobby was loan sharking.
Chapter completed!