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After knowing that someone was tracking, Xiao Yu was silent, and then categorically said: "Let's find a place in front and solve them."

He is now carrying this black giant sword, moving slowly like a turtle, letting the stalker expose his whereabouts, and the other party will soon be able to catch up with his own group.

Xiao Bian and Zhu Yi looked at each other and nodded slightly. They were also decisive people, so they could not be left behind.

After reaching a tacit agreement, the three brothers and sisters no longer communicated, and did not deliberately speed up, but gradually deviated from the original route, and turned into a jungle on the side of the road.

The two monks who followed them appeared at this time and quickly chased the jungle.

Xiao Yu bears a black giant sword, and his body is extremely heavy. Walking on the ground is really a step by step, so the two monks at home are not afraid to lose.

One of the tall monks walked and muttered: "Why does the young master want us to follow these three demons? It is a waste of time."

The short monk snorted and whispered: "What the young master said, we will do it, don't talk so much nonsense."

As he said, the footprints in front of him suddenly disappeared. The two monks reacted quickly and immediately knew that things were not right. They were probably already exposed.

Before they reacted further, the dense branches and leaves of the head rang, and the two raised their heads subconsciously, and a "black" sword came from their ears, and a huge black sword filled their eyes.

Xiao Yu grabbed the black iron giant sword and descended from the sky, holding the hilt with both hands, and the sword fell, and the power was amazing.

However, the black iron giant sword is too heavy, and Xiao Yu can't move flexibly. The sword is thrown out, and the power is amazing. But the faces of the two self-cultivators are disdainful smiles.

The two of them jumped back and forth, and they were separated from the attack range of the Black Iron Great Sword. The Great Sword was too heavy. Xiao Yu could not change his direction. He could only watch the two avoid the Jianfeng.

However, Xiao Yu did not care, and even had the freedom to rush to the two comprehensions.

He smiled and laughed at each other. Both of them were inexplicable, but in the next moment, all of them suddenly numb their scalp, and the hair was upside down, as if there was any disaster to fall on themselves.

The little white hammer, which is the same as the hoe, appears silently behind the short monk, and is skillful to the skill that can no longer be used. The bang is knocked on the back of the short monk.

The short monk screamed and felt that there was a burst of Venus in front of him. He turned around and forced himself to concentrate and not to stun.

I just turned around and didn't see anything clearly. The white shadow swayed in front of me, and I knocked it down and hit him on the door.

The short monk's eyelids turned over and there was no more struggling force. He simply fell down on the sky and fainted.

If you don’t want these two combos, it’s really fast, accurate, and embarrassing. You’ve already got to the point where you’re in the fire. Even if Lin Feng is here, you have to sigh. This kid is really promising in the career of knocking the sap. It is talented.

Next to Zhu Yi and the high monk who are still playing against each other, they also slowed down, and they looked at the small point at the same time.

It’s really not a little bit of this red-toothed white, and it’s so cute that it’s so fierce and violent, it’s too strong to feel guilty.

The kid himself was still ignorant, but he was proud of himself. He smiled at Zhu Yi: "Two brothers, this is our teacher's school. It is specially used to make a living and catching opponents. When Master taught you, you have not got started yet, so no Have time to learn."

"After a while, I will show you again later, you learn, you don't have to worry about it next time."

Zhu Yi’s ten-year hard-working qigong was finally broken at this moment. He twitched his head and shook his head: “This... still not learning.” Looking at this brother’s brother, he is the highest, but he is willing to be a younger brother. Little guy, Zhu Yi’s back is slightly cold.

The tall monk looked at the little bit, but his eyes were straight.

Is this still a child under five years old?

If so, why is there such a high repair?

More critically, why is there such a thick face!

What kind of teacher is out of school, specifically used to produce opponents?

It’s just a sneak attack on a sap!

The short monk has been in a coma. If he wakes up and understands the truth of the matter, he will surely be like a tall monk at this time, and the billions of tyrannical dragons in his heart rushed past.

Xiao Yu was so troubled that he grabbed the black iron sword in his hand and said to Zhu Yi: "The second division does not listen to him. The master is playing with him. This kid is really serious... or it should be said that he knows that Master is joking. But this is too much for the bear's appetite, so now I am swaying through the city under the banner of Master."

Xiaoxiao smiled very happy at the side, Zhu Yi smiled and shook his head.

"You can't use this stuff in a short period of time." Xiao Yu sighed and let go of the black iron sword and raised a yellow dust.

The next moment, Xiao Yu’s portrait flashed, and it has disappeared in the same place: “Work together, quick fix.”

When a tall monk stayed, he saw Xiao Yu suddenly appearing in front of him. All the repairs that had been suppressed by the black iron sword had burst out and punched him on his face.

The wolf shuns Xiao Yu’s fist, and the tall monk only feels a cold on the neck. A long sword is already on the neck, and the long sword is held in the hands of Zhu Yi. The blue-shirt scholar has a hand behind his back, and his posture is indifferent: It’s better, we already have a living, leaving you not to stay and see your own performance.”

Referring to the live mouth, look at the short monk who is still fainted, Zhu Yi eyebrows twitched a few times, did not look good and did not look a little.

Xiao did not smile and walked over, smiled and asked: "Well, talk about it, why follow us?"

The tall monk wanted to open his mouth, but he touched the little sparkling eyes, and then saw the white bone hammer in his hand. He suddenly burst into the cold and had to swear on his head: "I am at home." Monk, if you are clever, it is best to let us go, otherwise you will suffer."

Little smile on the face gradually disappeared, did not speak, just watched the tall monk quietly.

This person never thought that he would be stunned by a four- or five-year-old child.

Xiao Yu and Zhu Yi looked at each other, Zhu Yi whispered: "Is that Shi Tianyi's grandfather?" Xiao Yu nodded calmly.

Zhu Yi looked back at the tall monk: "Helping the abusive, directly remove it."

The high monk was in a cold heart, and then he looked at the little face with no expression on his face.

But he is only ordered to act, do not know why to track small points.

The younger brothers and sisters of the little brothers quickly reacted. After knocking out the tall monks, Xiao Yu said with a deep voice: "Will they recognize the younger brother?"

Zhu Yi nodded: "The possibility is very big, maybe it is still uncertain, so I only sent these two people to stalk, but I must have doubts."

Little does not lower his head: "I dragged you down."

Xiao Yu waved his hand and said, "What are you, what are you, brothers, this is not dragged down." He looked at the black iron sword on the ground, and some distressed grasping head: "To say that it is dragging, I am dragging you down."

"Is there any way to take this thing with you, and speed up without leaving any traces?" Xiao Xiaomei looked awkwardly: "All three of us are squatting on this stuff, and it is a pity to throw it away."

Zhu Yi and Xiao Xiao did not speak, but also suffered a bitter face.