Xu Yun smiled confidently, patted his brother's shoulder, and gave him a thumbs up: "Don't worry, I'll win with you!"

"Why!? My words are not a buff!"

"No problem, I'll beat him within ten moves."

Xu Feng was stunned and watched Xu Yun go forward to fight with the man with his eyes, and then he was beaten back after more than ten moves.

"This is unscientific! I should be able to defeat him!"

After walking for a few times, Xu Yun seemed a little dizzy and shouted.

"If you can defeat him so quickly, it will be unscientific, okay? We are obviously not aligned, and there is no reason why you can win an enemy that I can't beat unless the moves are incompatible!"

Xu Feng roared wildly, can't this middle school second disease be in a positive state when it's time?

But then again, although the enemy in front of me is powerful, it is also known to both brothers.

The god of death no longer knew where to go, and the two brothers looked at the sky side by side.

"It's been a long time since I saw you. What does it mean to attack us suddenly?" Xu Yun asked.

The pair of golden wings behind is the top five in the world of reincarnation - the number two figure of the Angels team.

"Because you have taken action against our people." Fili had no intention of landing and looked down at Fengyun.

"Is that death god? He seems to have a conflict with Lord Demon."

Feli's attitude was a little strange, so Xu Feng brought out Wu Jian's name to test it. There was only one demon king in the reincarnation verbal, and I believe Feli would not mess with the demon king in this world.

Sure enough, Feli said coldly without any wavering: "He was the devil's subordinate before."

!?

Brother Fengyun was shocked, not because of the betrayal of the god of death, but because of Fili's attitude.

"Are you going to fight the Demon King?" Xu Yun asked in a lost voice.

"Yes, this is a battle between us and the Demon King. If you don't want to be involved, just leave."

"Troubleshooting the Demon King? Is it up to you?"

Facing Xu Yun's words, Feili was silent, he was accused of this.

“…”

Xu Yun and Xu Feng were speechless. The Angels were there in the match against Wu Jian, and they also put in a lot of effort. What exactly made them think they could deal with Wu Jian by themselves?

"Are you stupid?" Xu Yun looked at Feili with contempt. He was holding a grudge for being knocked away just now.

Philip smiled slightly and said, "For you, the Demon King is indeed invincible, but we are different."

"It means that your strength can already challenge the Demon King?" Xu Feng asked carefully.

"That's right." Philip nodded slightly, as if it was a matter of course.

"It's ridiculous. Your strength is only at the same level as us. I think you are stupid!" Xu Yun shouted.

"...Brother Fengyun. You are already behind. Your strength has fallen into the second echelon. You still look at us at your level. I don't know who is ridiculous."

"Great! How dare you say that we have fallen into the second echelon. Are you still thinking of us silent when you are underestimated? Brother!"

"Ah, no matter how you say the Demon King is also our leader, you can't let others attack him!"

Feili's words made both brothers angry, and Xu Yun's arm was even more blue and tense, and he took out a peerless sword that had been strengthened to at least one level. Xu Feng was still graceful, and the snow-drinking knife had already emitted a wave of cold light.

"Since that's the case, let you two leave first!"

Fili spread his wings, and the holy light shone on the first...

In the center of the underworld, he had met Wu Jian and Angels. He had long understood that there were strong people in this world that were not as good as gods. In the battle with Xu Yun, he learned that after Fili appeared, he fled the battlefield and let the three strong people fight happily.

"hateful!"

The God of Death was very unwilling to accept it. Wu Jian left, and the remaining gods were sealed. He was the strongest in this world. Now, with Wu Jian's return, there were many strong people coming out. He was the god who could only rely on others' breath, which made him very unwilling.

(Damn it, as long as this is done...)

The god of death's eyes moved. The thing in front of him was a huge furnace-shaped thing. It was originally running all the time, and countless souls were pushed through by his subordinates. But now it was quiet and no one was seen... a ghost.

"Bastard! Where have people gone!?"

In fact, he knew that this situation was unusual, but he couldn't do much to be so angry. He looked around angrily and finally found a figure near the furnace.

"You...you...you are..."

The god of death was shocked and knelt down with a thud. Of course, the only one who could make him lose his composure was Wu Jian.

"I really didn't expect that I would have misread people one day. What exactly made you betray me?"

Wu Jian turned around and stared at Death expressionlessly.

“I…I…”

The god of death gasped and his face was pale. He was under great pressure just in front of Wu Jian and could not even speak clearly.

"The reason is no longer important. I let you take charge of the underworld to establish an orderly death world. As a result, you do this so randomly. I will punish you no matter what the reason is."

Wu Jian snapped his fingers and a thick blue flame came from the furnace.

Seeing this flame, the God of Death's face turned blue. This flame is a special flame in the underworld, but it will not kill the soul directly. Once it is touched with the soul, it will burn endlessly, bringing unbearable pain to the soul until the soul dissipates. This flame is made of the soul as raw material, but an ordinary soul can burn it for ten years. In the underworld, it is the best torture tool.

If it were normal, even if he was exposed to this kind of flame, he would have a way to deal with it. But Wu Jian in front of him was already foreseeable that he would be thrown into the furnace and never get out again. And because of his high strength, he would probably burn for thousands of years, and he was in pain all the time for this thousand years.

"No, no, you can't treat me like this! I have worked hard for no contribution in the past thousand years! Sir, just look at this and spare me!" The god of death kept kowtowing.

"Hard work? Even if you have any credit, it cannot offset your sins. Stand up and, since you dare to do such a thing, take responsibility generously."

"Sir, this is not my intention, it was asked by those people to do it!"

Wu Jian shook his head. He would not accept such a reason and began to approach the god of death step by step.

“…”

Death opened his mouth. He had already felt Wu Jian's determination. Finally he stood up and was angry at Wu Jian: "It's all your fault!!! Why don't you stay in this world all the time! Why did you have to come back so long? Since you left, don't come back! This world was the only one. It's been like this for a thousand years. Do you still want me to be at the mercy of others? "

"This is your own idea. I would have completely left this world after this time. What a pity."

Wu Jian stopped for a moment and continued to leave. He understood that the god of death had been working diligently for so long. Now that someone has been provoked to do such a stupid thing, there are also his inner demons. But after all, he is the one who made the decision, so he naturally has to accept punishment.

“Ah~~~~~~~”

The god of death danced his sickle and slashed at Wu Jian. However, his movement stopped in the middle and could not resist or escape.

Just when Wu Jianli's death was only one meter away, the sky suddenly became as bright as daylight, and a palm composed of holy light pressed down.

"Do you want to challenge me just because of this?"

When the giant hand pressed the top, Wu Jian stretched out his palm and silently broke the Holy Light palm. A muffled groan came from the sky and no longer responded. Then Wu Jian looked at the God of Death.

The God of Death's expression was very wonderful at this time. When he saw the palm of his hand, he saw hope. As a result, the hope was broken by Wu Jian in an instant. His face collapsed like that, and his eyes were dark.

Go.

Wu Jian was no longer in the mood to play the rat. As he waved his hand, the god of death soared into the air and fell into the furnace, leaving a scream echoing in the underworld.

This furnace was used by Death to enhance its strength, but now it has become its own cage and will be sentenced to a thousand years. It's really a fate to make people beat you up.

Wu Jian shook his head, looked at Fengyun and Feili's battlefield and left the underworld. After that, the Fengyun brothers would definitely bit the Angels team tightly, and it was also an opportunity for the two to break through. He didn't need to interfere, and the Fengyun brothers would probably not come back for a while.

When they returned to the human world, Gong Funan and Xiaoye had already recovered. They were surrounded by people with Linglong and Dulong, and listened to them telling about the affairs of the underworld. Seeing Wu Jian coming back, everyone ignored them and continued to listen.

However, the Golden Saint Seiya did not dare to do this. Apart from being sent to see Qiluno's Narcissus, Lily, Qiong and Qinglong were all standing in front of Wu Jian.

"Lily, go and bring back the man who beat Xiaoye to death, and the mastermind."

"Wait!" Hearing Wu Jian's order to Lily, Gong Funan shouted loudly, squeezed out of the crowd and walked to Wu Jian: "Wu Jian, don't interfere, I will do this matter!"

Bang!

Wu Jian slapped Gong Funan directly, so why did he hit him???

"Who cares about you? Xiao Ye is my employee. I can't ignore her when she was bullied. Moreover, the behavior of that playboy is the most annoying thing for me. If I don't teach him a lesson in my own right, I feel bad."

Then are you still watching Xiaoye’s day trip to the underworld?

Gong Funan touched his face and walked back to Xiaoye with grievance.

"No!" Gong Funan suddenly turned around and said toughly: "I want to go with you too. If I don't catch him in person, I won't be willing to do so! At least I'll just catch him back and let you deal with it!"

"That's your business. Just bring the person back intact."

Wu Jian waved his hand, and Gong Funan comforted Xiaoye, who was a little worried, and rushed over with Lily.

"By the way, Lily, do you know where they are?" He followed after a fever, and Gong Funan realized that he didn't know where the murderer was.

"I know."

Lily answered neatly, and Gong Funan couldn't help but wonder if he had been monitoring some people, and he just let them commit crimes, and he only went to arrest people at this time.

But no matter how you arrange it in your heart, Gong Funan did not feel any resentment towards Wu Jian. Without him, it would be worse.

In a hotel, the young man from the Long family and three subordinates squeezed into a room.

"Damn it, what's going on with that guy? Why did such a powerful force suddenly burst out!?"
To be continued...