"Asshole!!" Xuanyuan Wuyin roared, staring at Luo Xiaoman with a pair of grim eyes. "You dare to destroy Kunlun, our Xuanyuan clan will regard you as a mortal enemy!!"

Luo Xiaoman frowned, then glanced at Luo Mushan and Xian'er.

Xian'er and Luo Mushan looked at each other, and they all understood their daughter's thoughts. This meant to completely abolish the Xuanyuan clan!

"Xiaoman, your father and I understand what you think." Xian'er sighed quietly, and glanced at the Xuanyuan clan that was blown away by the cannon fodder squad. "But I hope you can keep one hand."

"Xian'er mother, don't worry." Luo Xiaoman nodded and said lightly: "I will leave the Xuanyuan family a way to survive. However, the premise is that they will not be able to be demons within a hundred years."

If you don't rush to kill, but you can't be a demon within a hundred years, this means that most of the Xuanyuan clan will die.

In Luo Xiaoman's eyes, there was a clear light. She was not cruel or murderous. She was just to protect her important people so that they could sit back and relax and move forward with weight.

Notorious, she will bear it!

The hatred, she will bear it!

Kill, she will execute it!

Click!

At this moment, Mo Yuan stood up, glanced at Luo Xiaoman, and smiled slightly. "You are not alone, and I will share it for you."

"Yuan..." Luo Xiaoman's heart trembled, and he responded with a sweet smile.

Yes!

She has never been alone!

boom!

A tyrannical aura surged from Mo Yuan's body and swept towards the Xuanyuan clan.

The effect of the Xuantian Explosive Yuan Pill is still a while, he wants to take advantage of this to completely maimed the Xuanyuan Clan.

"Battle of the bastard!!" Xuanyuan Zhan roared angrily, fighting his wounds, blocking Xuanyuan's front, and facing the momentum of Mo Yuan. "If you want to move Xuanyuan, unless you step on my corpse."

Mo Yuan's eyes shrank, and he had decided to kill Xuanyuan Zhan.

This person is the Xuanyuan Clan's strongest force, and only if he is removed can one of the Xuanyuan Clan's arms be broken and his vitality is greatly injured.

Hurry up!

He took out the glazed guqin, raised his hand to pluck the strings, and bursts of clear piano sounds agitated and turned into countless fierce demons, constantly roaring.

Seeing these scenes, everyone in the Xuanyuan clan showed hopelessness.

Unexpectedly, they finally waited until the moment of their rise, but instantly returned to their original form. They were so unwilling to be a hermit, hiding in this cold and secluded forest, and living some so-called simple lives.

They are the noble Xuanyuan clan, they are the existence that wants to be above the world!

"Exit!!" Mo Yuan shouted in a low voice, flicking the strings suddenly, and countless fierce demons immediately flew out.

Luo Mushan sighed, put Xian'er into his arms, closed his eyes, and couldn't bear to see Xuanyuan's tragic situation. "Xian'er, this is all Xuanyuan's own self-conceit, don't take it to your heart."

"Master, Xian'er understands. Anyway, the blood of the Xuanyuan clan is flowing in my body, so I will always feel a little uncomfortable."

"Well, after I go back, I will take you to relax." Luo Mushan raised his hand and stroked Xian'er's back, softly said: "We can go to other countries to play."

Luo Xiaoman didn't evade, looking at countless fierce demons with scorching eyes, and rushed towards Xuanyuan Clan.

She can't let Yuan bear such a murder alone!

Luo Xiaoman stepped up, squeezed Mo Yuan's hand, and seemed to say, let us bear this kind of enmity and murder.