669 Seal, Absolute Elegance

The disciples from the Heaven Dao Pavilion noticed the changes in Yan Xiu's body. After all, the evil aura was too ferocious.

"Oh no, Yan Xiu has been completely controlled by the Hell Killing Aura!"

"We can't let a Fallen Asura stay alive!"

"If we can't control it, we can only kill it!"

"Kill!"

Before Mu Qingfeng could give the order, dozens of disciples moved. The swords in their hands shone with an unparalleled brightness.

Fallen Asura.

A puppet of the Hell Asura.

How could they let him stay alive?

At this moment, Yan Xiu turned to look at the Heaven Dao Pavilion disciples. Compared to his usual cold self, his eyes brimmed with an unholy iciness.

It was a look of extreme evil.

He was like a demon, standing far above the mortals as he stared down at them. Cold, bloodthirsty, but also immensely proud.

Asura!

A proud and lonely Asura!