"You probably don't know much about me." Ye Kan's face showed a ferocious look.

"I don't understand, nor do I want to understand, but martial arts always talks about the strength of fists. Just say whether you dare to bet."

Tang never thought of it.

"Haha, gambling, why don't you dare to gamble? I have seen many ignorant young people like you, but I am happy to accompany you. After all, I have nothing to do, so it's a bit fun to crush a few ants."

Ye Kan sat on the chair without getting up, waved her hand, and a hurricane blew up beside him, and it turned out that an old man in gray robe appeared.

The old man in gray robe took off his hat and showed his face. His skin was like a dead tree bark, dry and rotten, and his whole body exuded a silence. His turbid eyes were as ferocious as a monster.

"Haha, junior, we're meeting again!"

The old man in gray robe laughed.

Tang Jue sneered: "Old Madman... Oh no, I should call you Qianyebing now, right? I have joined Ye Kan's sect and become a slave of the three surnames. I really feel embarrassed for the evil spirits in the starry sky on the other side of you!"

Few people know about the fusion of Qianye Arm and the Mad Old Man's soul, but Tang Jue was present at the time, so he naturally knew that the mad old man in front of him was the incarnation of Qianye Arm Asura.

As for which soul of the two dominates, he doesn't need to care!

"Why, let this old guy be your shield?" Tang Jue sarcastically.

"Shield? Haha, you overestimate yourself, you just kill you ants. You really don't need to take action by yourself!" Ye Kan sneered.

He ordered: "This Tang Jue, I want to catch the living!"

The mad old man nodded seriously and said respectfully: "As for orders, Lord Blood Ancestor!"

After saying that, the crazy old man rushed towards him like a fast cheetah!

"Catch him!"

Tang Jue said leisurely with his hands on his back.

"yes!"

The seven people spoke in unison!

Seven figures suddenly appeared behind Tang Jue, and the figures flew out like lightning from both sides!

It is the famous Eight-Wing Mercenary Group.

Bai Xiao, Zhu Yi, Qing Yi, Nanyi Shenfeng, Chiyi Zun, and Black Yi, all attacked, but the North Yi Lao Liu was still not on the field.

The six people cooperated and snatched out, spreading a huge divine light net all over the sky, covering the mad old man!

The devil king Xiao Zun suddenly appeared beside Tang Jue, looked at the battlefield calmly, and said lightly: "Bayi has improved rapidly under your training recently, but it seems that it is not enough to deal with the crazy old man at the peak of the holy realm."

Tang Jue smiled and said, "Isn't this a good opportunity to be tempered? This trip is far south, and they must grow up as soon as possible. I have been there and seen a group of ruthless characters who eat people and don't spit bones. Compared to the good weather in the north, there are too many cruel things there!"

Xiao Zun had never been to the south and said in surprise: "Is it really so terrible over there?"

Tang Jue, who has always been indifferent and indifferent to everything, also said with a hint of solemn expression: "It's very scary, at least compared to the Demon Corps, it's at least ten times more terrible!"

Xiao Zun was silent.
Chapter completed!