Xiao ran touched his nose as if he had not done anything.
The black-robed old man continued,"after leaving nether prison, this old man was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, I specifically besieged and killed the students of Jiyin Academy in the city, including several great Confucians. There were at least dozens of students, and you two will be among them."
"It's just a stinky Loach," Xiao ran said.
"How did you recognize my true form?" The black-robed old man was shocked.
His true form was a flood Dragon.
With his skills, he had hidden it very well, but he didn't expect Xiao ran to see through it with a single glance.
"Let's go down and ask the king of Hell!" Xiao ran made his move.
BOOM!
The aura of a legendary eighth stage martial artist exploded from his body. It was as heavy as the heavens 'might. It was like the world's will, violently suppressing the black-clothed old man.