Indestructible Primordial Spirit

Bai Yecha's eyes turned: "The family Sikong family and Lu family are in-laws, saying that they are a family, and our brothers have nothing to say. But what is your surname, your disciples at Wanbao Pavilion, have some personal relationships with Lu Bujia, say half Lu family is far-fetched, right? "

Yuyasha also brightened his forehead: "That is, your Wanbao Pavilion has always been good fortune. How about giving each other a face with our brother, and standing next to each other, just to give a testimony?"

From the perspective of black and white Yasha, the three Dimomen sent Yunze away, and the two of them took Wanbao Pavilion to the top, which is considered to be worthy of the Mai Yimen.

After all, as soon as the people in Yunze and Wanbao Pavilion quit, the Lu family didn't have a few powerful people, and they didn't even need to take action.

But before He Jingzhou started to speak, a lazy voice like the awakening of a big dream sounded: "Good scenes don't often exist. In such a beautiful scene, you are so noisy one by one, it's really a great scene."

The person who talked was the medicine king who dreamed about all his worries, and everyone put them all in the past, Mao Kun scolded: "Where is the birdman, looking for death?"

"Yes, I'm here to teach you how to find death!" Xie Qianchou turned abruptly, and at the same time, with one hand, a strong mystery enveloped a ray of radiant electricity into Mao Kun. His shot was clean and unobtrusive.

"Soul dream finger!" Ma Buer was frightened, and at the same time, he walked out with a long turn, transforming into a shadow of an impenetrable stick, and he blocked the shadow of a finger like a snake. At the same time, he looked at Jie Qianchou suspiciously: "Yaowang dreams of Jie Qianchou !?"

Xie Qianchou slightly spread his hands: "It's me ... now that you want to protect your two gangsters, I can't take him for the time being, but if I let him die, you can't protect him forever!"

"What do you mean?" Ma Buji twitched. He would rather offend Yunze faction than offend this worry.

Xie Qianzhou untied the gourd, took a sip, and sipped his mouth: "It's nothing, just a ruthless word. Just like some people, obviously come to help punches, but they are thinking about it one by one. On the sidelines, it really makes people who want to see a good show feel boring and tight. "

When Xie Qianchou said this, Liu Boyu, Dimo, and Black and White Yasha's faces were not good-looking. Dimo said strangely, "Relieve Qianchu, you have nothing to do with this matter, so don't make fun of it. We deal with this matter with prudence, in order to avoid the expansion of contradictions."

"Hey ... I know what you want to say, curious, don't you just want to say, don't you want to inspire the contradiction between Sanxiu and Yunze faction? This is really a sound reason, but Sanxiu and Yunze faction Is the contradiction between you and yours a real cause? It is a joke. When will Yunze Sanxiu be represented by you? "Xie Qianchou said with a scornful expression:" I hate it the most That is, obviously opening a dwelling, but here is still a false thing to repair themselves. "

"Well said!" Qian Qianchou's opinion still vaguely favored their Lu family, which made Lu Hongshan's fighting spirit flourish, and Shen said, "I also hate this kind of people!"

"Lu Hongshan, you don't have to deal with me. You compliment and don't support me. Today I'm all here to help you with Lu's fist!" Xie Qianchou doesn't seem to be a guy who likes to talk to others.

Everyone was shocked, and Lu Hongshan's face was overjoyed: "This ... It's so good, to solve the sorrows, when things happen here, I will send you three thousand wines!"

"This kind of sincerity is a bit sincere!" Jie Qianchou raised a weird smile on his face: "It's so bad ... I originally planned that when you had a bad deal, when your Lu family would take advantage, I would take The form of the savior came out, but now it seems that it is nowhere ... "

"Xie Qianchou, do you really want to fight this beam?" Ma Buer's face became increasingly embarrassed, because Xie Qianchou's advantage suddenly disappeared.

"Ma Fuji, you are not a mere person!" Jie Qianchou flattened his mouth: "Either give up on this useless face, or fight with me, whoever loses is the one who loses."

"I thought I was numb and afraid that you wouldn't do it?" Ma blaze was furious. He turned to point to Jie Qianju, and while shaking, several round air-blade whistling hoods addressed Jie Qianqing, and at the same time commanded very quickly. Writing: "Mao Ug, Mao Kun, you killed me and never gave up. You are so strange, black and white Yasha, so I'm sorry to help you out!"

Obviously, because of the emergence of Xie Qianchou, Ma Fujii didn't want to delay more nights. In his opinion, as long as he was entangled in the solution of the sorrow, he was entangled in Liu Boyu, and the rest of him could be handled by the people in the sackcloth door. There was also a black and white Yasha side by side. He could do the same. Have the upper hand.

However, just as Ma Buji went all out to solve the sorrows, Mao's body shot suddenly, because she found that she should have squeaked with her throat to Mao Kun who attacked Lu Buqi. The eyes turned white and soft and fell to the ground.

The battle had just begun, and it was already dead. Immediately, the fighting spirit of the crowd was frozen at an embarrassing point, and they stopped very tacitly. And Mao Chou jumped back and jumped back again, leaning down to check the situation, with an angry expression on his ugly face: "Master, Brother Mao Kun ... he is dead!"

"Dead !? How did you die?" Ma Fuji's voice changed a bit because of consternation and anger, like a duck quaking. At the same time, he kept an eye on Xie Qianchou, but found that Xie Qianchou was also a little suspicious. He also thought that his attack just now would definitely make Xie Qianchou free from indifference.

Mao Chou twitched: "It looks like someone has broken his neck ..."

The crowd took a sigh of relief, and a meditating monk who breathed into the country was silently broken by his neck? Isn't this hell?

Dimo, the old stranger, said by the side: "I felt it just now, it seems that there was a powerful mystery erupting beside the nephew of Master Mao Kun!"

"Who is it?" Ma Buer's eyes became red, and he looked at Liu Boyu: "Liu Boyu, but you killed me Mao Kuntuer?"

Liu Boyu shook his head suddenly: "Although I was angry at the killing of the hostage by the apostle, I did not need to use such hidden means to kill him."

"Who is that?" Ma Fujiji looked angrily at Lu Hongshan, apparently coming to avenge the two apprentices, but he didn't even think how to fight, and he lost another excellent disciple.

Lu Hongshan grinned, "It is God who is going to take his life, Ma Fuji, you look at it, your Ma Yimen will die one by one, and it will be your turn in the end."

"Lu Hongshan, you die for me!" Ma Buji was very angry, and stood up, but the small body burst out with extremely terrifying energy. The crutches turned into dozens of sharp rod shadows. Heading towards Lu Hongshan.

"Ma Fuji, this still has me!" Liu Bo patted his hands, a green long sword whistled out, and the sword was vertical and horizontal, but all the shadows of Ma Fuji's staff were intercepted.

After losing his opponent's solution, he glanced strangely at Mao Kun's neck, but he finally set his sights on the Dimo ​​old man: "Let's play?"

Dimo gnashed his teeth, and already had a pair of short-handed axe in his hand: "Everyone heard that Yao Wang Nai Yunze was the most difficult person to repair. I would like to see and see."

Seeing that the battle was about to start again, a "creak" sounded, and among the only disciples of Mabeji, besides Mao Chou, the only remaining monk practitioner also suddenly fell to the ground.

Mao Chou was so horrified that he jumped over from Mao Kun's body, and then shouted angrily: "Master, Brother Mao Zheng is dead!"

Here I just fought with Liu Boyu quite well, but I yelled, long-legged and boasted, mysteriously bombarded out in a blasting manner, and shook Liu Boyu's sword back and forth , But he turned himself back and said, "How did he die?"

"It was ... someone's neck was broken!" Mao Chou didn't want to tell her this weird conclusion.

"How is this possible !?" Mao Fuji looked around angrily: "Who the **** is it, come out to me!"

All people can't help but have a hint of coolness, including Lu Hongshan and others. After all, the strength of being able to silently break the neck of the meditator is too horrible.