Martial Peak

Under her order, almost all the disciples who could move in Lingxiaoge were all up.

"Sister!" Hu Meier turned her head and looked at Hu Jinger. .

"Jiaoer, we still don't mix it with water. Who knows that the monster has not yet responded, it is better for us to wait and see, let's see the people in Lingxiaoge..."

"You shut up! Coward!" Hu Meier stunned Long Jun.

Long Jun is amazed.

Hu Jiaoer smiled bitterly, looked at her sister, and looked at Yang Kai over there. She had a hint of tenderness in her eyes and immediately said: "Blood wars help me!"

When you finish, let's go and go.

On the wind and rain floor, Du Yishuang also looked at Fang Ziqi nervously and whispered: "He saved my life."

Fang Ziqi pinched his nose: "I want to say that we sit on the mountain and watch the tiger..."

"I will despise you, look down on you forever!" Du Yishuang looked at his master without hesitation.

"Oh..." Fang Ziqi was helpless. "You said so, what can I do?"

Immediately, it was a long laugh: "I saw such a heroic hero today, how can I fall behind the people? I will listen to the disciples of the wind and rain, and I will go up with them, let them know that the man in my wind and rain building is Real man!"

"Hey!" The male disciples of the wind and rain building screamed together.

"Fang Shixiong, what about us? What about our female disciples?" Du Yishuang asked without hesitation.

"Gone aside, look at you slyly, as long as your woman will be able to teach each other, what do you do?" After that, led a group of people and rushed toward the monster.

"Hey!" Du Yishuang wrinkled his nose. "I know you are patriarchal! I will not be worse than you!"

Said, but also rushed over.

After so many days, there were only seven or eight hundred disciples left by the three disciples. Others have already lost their lives in this heritage hole, but these seven hundred and eight people, at this moment, 80% of the people rushed up.

The remaining 20% ​​are injured and have no fighting power. Or the strength is too low, and consciously go to no avail.

The shouts shook the sky, the three disciples, the three forces, the three directions, but only one target, that is the turtle-type monster that was smashed on the ground.

Yang Kai’s fist looks like it hurts it, even if it can’t take its life. It seems that it will not move at a time.

The first batch of people in the Lingxiaoge rushed up. One by one, with red eyes, he showed his best martial arts and stormed the turtle-shaped monster. Bouncing a piece of sparks.

The **** battle came afterwards, followed by the wind and rain building.

Among these people, the strength has reached a real level. There are only a few people, and Su Yang has no more fighting power. The red dust is still stupid in the air and has not returned to God. Only Fang Ziqi, Long Jun, and Hu Jiaoer are three.

And they are all one or two layers of warriors in the real world. This kind of strength, it is difficult to cause any effective damage to this turtle-shaped monster.

The move out of the move, the energy is consumed, but it does not play any role.

This is the case. None of the three disciples have retreat, and they still can't release their own killings. The place where the turtle-type monsters are located, the sound of the jingle is endless.

Yang Kai stood in the place and laughed.

He felt that it was enough to not waste a star mark that he had accumulated for a long time, and it would be enough to arouse their fighting spirit.

Su Yan looked at it and watched it almost a scene called a miracle.

The three disciples have always been fighting, especially after entering this heritage. The more invented the infighting. She doesn't like to fight, so she has been acting alone in these days. Otherwise, with her identity and prestige, she only needs to scream, and all the disciples of Ling Xiaoge will gather around her.

This time, the red dust provokes troubles. She forced her to shoot, and thought that this time, the Lingxiao Pavilion was in danger. I did not expect things to turn around.

And this turn is exactly what the man brought in front of him.

No one has ever allowed the three disciples to cooperate to this extent. There is no battle in the eyes of everyone now, there is no intrigue, only the idea of ​​killing the turtle-shaped monster!

This is a miracle in itself!

Looking at his right arm that still trembles and bleeds, Su Yan’s heart is faintly painful. .

She wanted to go up to help him heal, but she held back.

Because at this moment, this man represents iron and blood. If he goes forward, there will be tenderness. At this time, he does not need to be emotionally emotional.

Suddenly touched, Su Yan saw the **** battle to help the little girl named Hu Meier rushed to Yang Kai, and then asked him a few times with a nervous and worried, and immediately took the healing medicine from his arms. And tear off his dress and wrap him up.

Su Yan’s beauty flashed and then slowly opened his eyes.

In the battlefield, perhaps the attack of the three disciples wakes up the turtle-type monster, and its original chaotic mind is slowly clear, and the huge body also has signs to move, and the heavy limbs have already had movements.

Seeing this scene, everyone’s heart was raised, and the attack on the hand became more fierce.

"Hit it's head, it has a wound on its head!" Suddenly, a woman's screams rang, it was Du Yishuang of the wind and rain building.

Listening to her shouting, Fang Ziqi and Hu Jiaoer quickly squatted over, and fixed their eyes, could not help but **** a cold breath.

They found that there was a crack-like wound on the head of the turtle-shaped monster, and now the red blood was flowing out.

Because its head has been buried in the deep pit, if you don't look close, you can't really find it.

"My day!" Fang Ziqi couldn't help but burst into a thick mouth. He had just played for a long time, and even a trace could not be left for the turtle-type monster, but there was a one-foot wound here.

This is the trace left by Yang Kai’s fist! How big is the power of his fist, how can it cause such an effect?

Although the mind was shocked, Fang Ziqi’s hands were unambiguous, and he rushed to fight with Hu Jiaoer’s wounds.

The collision of the two men made the body of the turtle-shaped beast smash, and the action became bigger and bigger.

"The woman rolled away!" Fang Ziqi suspected that Hu Jiaoer could not help but scream.

"There are only men's idiots in the eyes, this girl does not want to see you in general!" Hu Jiaoer gave him a white look.

Fang Ziqi's personality of the three disciples knows that he is a serious patriarch, thinking that only a man can become a big thing, a woman who is not in his eyes, and only Su Yan can make him look a little higher.

According to rumors, he used to stay with the landlord of the wind and rain building for a while. That is to say, his master is arrogant and eager to let him know that he will not recruit female disciples in the future. If the cold is first ignored, the result will be annoying. In the end, the men and women will go to the spring breeze building in Wumei Town. I walked inside.

Since then, Fang Ziqi has stopped mentioning this matter, but the deep-rooted thinking has never changed.

Of course, he is not annoying women. Just in his thoughts. Men and women are two different species, the former being much more noble than the latter.

I am a man, I am proud, I am a man, I am proud!

It stands to reason. Fang Ziqi has this kind of thinking, and it is reasonable to be a woman.

But this person is extremely romantic, plus he is young and promising. The strength is tyrannical, and the instrument itself is long, so he never lacks a woman around him, and often surrounds the girl of Yan Yanyan.

This is a man who combines extreme contradictions.

After listening to Hu Jiaoer’s words, Fang Ziqi’s eyebrows condensed and slammed the gap in the head of the demon’s head, and said: “Little skin, who are you stupid?”

Hu Jiaoer flew her hands, and the powerful killings then broke into the wound. Nothing to show weakness: "Smelly man! If you really hate women, why not go to the phoenix with your younger brothers, sing songs every night."

As soon as this was said, Fang Ziqi’s face suddenly turned pale, and his stomach rushed, and he almost vomited on the spot.

With those younger brothers...

When I think of this scene, Fang Ziqi is dizzy. Shaky.

Seeing his face changed greatly, Hu Jiaoer giggled, and the laughter showed glory and gloating.

"You are a shameless woman, I really dare to say anything." Fang Ziqi can't eat it. "Whoever married you, who is bad luck!"

"I want you to manage!" Hu Jiaoer could not help but blush. White gave him a look.

Fang Ziqi said: "I don't bicker with you, just see who we first gave this monster a fatal blow."

"Hey. Are you afraid of you?" Hu Jiaoer sneered.

Can not wait for two people to make a move, a white figure suddenly came over, sandwiched with a cold chill, the jade finger pointed to the bottom, the devil's cracked wound suddenly appeared a white ice.

The ice flower absorbs the blood of the monster, and the blink of an eye turns into a **** flower, revealing a fascinating beauty.

With a bang, the ice is broken and turned into countless sharp ice cones, piercing into the skull of the beast.

"Hey..." The tortoise-type monster violently pulled his head out of the big pit on the ground, screaming in the sky, the huge body swaying, standing on the unstable, the scarlet scorpion is even more bleak, and it will be No.

Fang Ziqi and Hu Jiaoer turned their heads at the same time. They saw a face-faced Su Yan, exhausted a little bit of strength that they had just recovered, and made a killing trick.

After the fight, Su Yan turned and fell, and she could no longer fight.

Fang Ziqi and Hu Jiaoer clearly felt that Su Yan’s chill from this time was a little different from the past.

In the past, the cold was pure cold and completely cold. It was a pure cold and was not mixed with any other attributes.

But now, this chill seems to have something more, which is more unbearable than before.

"Who provokes her?" Fang Ziqi doubted.

"How do I know?" Hu Jiaoer was a little impatient, and she was born with **** help. She felt that the disciples of the other two factions were not good things.

Needless to say, this square of singularity is a complete masculine representative.

On the other side of Ling Xiaoge, Su Yan is a personal thing, but unfortunately it is like an ice doll with no emotions. It always refuses to be thousands of miles away, making it difficult to get close. As for the other red dust, don't even talk about it, it is completely out of stock! It’s just a person who worships fame and fortune and pursues power.

Or my own **** battle to help a strong, at least I am still normal, only after the younger sister grew up, my sister can help hold up half the sky.

"Nobody provokes her, why did she fight out the little energy she just recovered?" Fang Ziqi did not understand, shook his head and saw that Hu Jinger was taking this opportunity to kill the turtle-shaped monster. Furious: "You, this woman, this way, even if you win, you won't win!" (The domain name has been changed)

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