This old man who rides a donkey is even more sloppy than the Tianhe Sword Immortal, and he looks like an old beggar.

However, the donkey was washed clean by him, and the fur on his body was very soft. It gave the landlord's donkey at first glance, and it seemed that he had not suffered much.

At this moment, he was landing in front of Mu Ruxue and the others, with the donkey head facing the eight monks, and the old man, facing Mu Ruxue and the others, staring at An An, just like a poor man seeing a treasure, with golden light shining in his eyes.

"The fate of Zhuque, this girl is actually the fate of Zhuque! I have inherited it! I finally have inherited it! Hahaha!!!"

He smiled so excitedly.

And at this time.

The swords that the eight monks cut down fell on the old man riding a donkey.

Dang Dang Dang Dang!!!

It was like a knife cutting a steel plate, but it couldn't cut it in at all. Instead, it was shocked by the thick true energy of the old man's body three or four steps back.

The old man's face collapsed suddenly and he said coldly: "For at least a hundred years, no one dared to use a knife on me. You dare to chop me up, you are so tired of living!"

The words fell.

A murderous intent flashed in the old man's eyes.

Next second!

Maori turned around in place, and his stove was facing Mu Ruxue and the others. The old man faced the eight monks and stretched out his hands and two flames gushed out from the sleeves of his hands. Without waiting for the eight monks to react, the two flames turned into two fire snakes, tied the eight monks together, and the flames instantly spread to them.                                                                                                                                                                                                                  

"ah!!!"

The eight monks let out a pig-killing scream, struggling desperately, but they could not break free.

The scream lasted only three seconds.

Seven or eight monks were burned into a pile of ashes.

"My mother! So strong?"

Zhou Yanjun's eyes were about to fall out.

A guard beside him said, "Riding a donkey with red snake in both sleeves, this is the most famous fire control person in the world, and the ancestor Huoyun, known as the Fire God!"

"What?"

Zhou Yanjun was shocked!

He said incredibly: "Is this the Ancestor Huoyun who is not on the immortality list, but can make Li Changhe, the fourth-ranked sword god in the world, become more and more despised when he hears it?"
Chapter completed!