Sovereign to Immortality

Patted the head of Xiao Hu's, Yang Junshan whispered: "Little guy, then you have to see you!"

Xiao Huyu raised his head and yelled at Yang Junshan, and Yang Junshan smiled and said: "Be honest, be careful to miss the horse!"

After all, Yang Junshan put the little tiger cub in the rucksack, leaving only one tiger head outside, and then holding the three-stone carved bow and resolutely got up and walked toward the fog of the paddock exit.

Along the way, Yang Junshan can clearly perceive the surrounding or bright or dark eyes, and even feel the faint hostility and even the eager breathing to hear the eagerness to try.

As Yang Junshan stepped into the fog, there were a few teenagers who couldn’t help but followed him to the edge of the fog. At this time, they chose to apply for the mountain in advance, and all of them were in the Baique Mountain. The people of the fairy.

“Yang Junshan of the Tuqiu Village in the wasteland town applied for the mountain, and also asked the predecessors of the Tianzong Mountain to release it!”

At the moment when Yang Junshan stepped into the fog, more than one piece of physical fluctuations fell on Yang Junshan's body. Although the gods of the martial arts monks could not see their own details, Yang Junshan still played drums in the heart of no reason.

"You are very nervous!"

Just like the sound of the past in the past, but the incomparable banter, Xiong Manshan “嘿嘿” sneered: “The harvest is good, a piece of Chinese fairy, I look, oh, or Niu Huang Xian Ling, after the spirit can solve the poison Then,..."

Yang Junshan has heard the low-pitched exclamation of the ambush in the vicinity of the exit. Several teenagers immediately excitedly shouted: "It is him. He is the archer who shot and killed the mountain cow. He can't let him go!"

Suddenly, Yang Junshan, who hated Yang Junshan, continued to carelessly said: "What else, there is still a piece of Xianling grain and stone. Do you have a hole in the nest of the mountain rat, it seems that you know not Less,..."

Even if you sing the spirit, it is at best a description of the quality of the young monk carrying the fairy, and the turn of Yang Junshan, not only the quality of the spirit, the name directly reported, even the utility of the fairy, the origin All of them are clear, this is simply deliberately tempting other teenagers to come and snatch.

Already there are footsteps slowly approaching the fog, Yang Junshan can even imagine the greedy eyes of the teenagers who are ready to shoot, so they quietly move a distance away from the left side to avoid being thrown by the brain when they are fighting. .

"A single person can actually get two fairy spirits. Can you not be afraid of being robbed by others? Hey, how do you have to move to the left, there is no exit, you want to go out and wait for me to open the array,... ”

This is not a hint, but a naked urging of other people to do it, and pointed out the detailed location of Yang Junshan.

"Wait a minute to see what else, haha, almost neglected, you are so careful that this is the best guy in the paddock of the Baique Mountain. There are actually two bears on the ground, and seven I only want to admire the luck of this little boy. Even the old bears have begun to envy your luck. Well, there is a scorpion sitting on the mountain. Are you going to raise a beast? Isn’t it afraid to fight back? It’s not going to catch it back. Baked and eaten? Haha..."

If the singer only shows that there is no fairy in the young monk, this time even Yang Junshan’s other harvests in the Baique Mountain were reported, which is a blatant frame.

The young monks who had been tempted by the mind had thought about what had been learned from the words of Xiong Manshan. The voice of Xiong Manshan had just fallen, and the young people who had already been impatient had rushed into the fog and followed the sound and rushed toward Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan was not surprised by such a result. In the past life, he was played by the bear man mountain in the applause. The piece of the fairy that was finally available in his hand was finally saved, but he was shot and snatched. A meal, the whole person looked so embarrassed when he was out of the mountain.

This Xiong Manshan also wants to be difficult for him. However, some of the advantages of Yang Junshan are greater in the past, and it also means that Yang Junshan’s strength is stronger, making the bear mountain more willing to pay more and attract more People come to snatch.

Yang Junshan calmly crossed the two steps to the left, then turned back and punched, and in the middle of a teenager who rushed to his former position, the boy had only had a scream, and even fell to the ground with his face.

Then Yang Junshan suddenly opened the bowstring and put it in the direction other than the fog. The scream of "嘣" trembled, and several teenagers who had not yet entered the fog squatted on the ground, but even thought of what, one by one. The red face rushed up and rushed toward the fog.

Invisible in the fog, which makes Yang Junshan more difficult to play its own tyrannical strength in the group battle, plus Yang Junshan does not dare to expose himself to the second level of cultivation, only in the fog Constantly wandering, relying on the voice of the voice to deal with many young monks.

The footsteps rushed quickly, and Yang Junshan squatted on the ground with his palms to feel the ground. He felt the distance between the person and himself by feeling the vibration of the ground, and then suddenly waved the long bow in his hand, just in a hurry. On the ankle, the boy suddenly screamed and fell forward. Yang Junshan followed up and slammed his head in the presumed head, and the young man fainted without a bang.

However, the exclamation of the boy’s fall still pointed out the direction of Yang Junshan for others. Suddenly seven or eight teenagers came in the direction of the exclamation, and Yang Junshan immediately understood his approximate situation. Then he reached out and solved the bowstring on the other end of the longbow in his hand. The loose bow arm and the thin tough bowstring were more like a long whip.

Yang Junshan slammed the bow whip in the direction of the estimate. The bowstring brought a sharp whistling in the air, and then four or five people had already rolled in a burst of crispy meat and cries. At the ground.

Yang Junshan held the side of the bow arm and slammed it in the other direction. After a burst of sorrow and sorrow, two or three teenagers rolled over the ground.

Regardless of the young boy crying on the ground, Yang Junshan’s look is the same. The recovered bow and whip are once again thrown out. I don’t know if the teenager in another direction is frightened by the screaming teenager on the ground. Turned and fled, this time Yang Junshan was taking an empty.

After standing still for a while, I heard no footsteps coming in the direction of my own. Yang Junshan re-hanged the bowstring with his bowstring, which felt the wet part of the palm and placed it in front of the nose. As soon as he smells bloody, Yang Junshan can imagine the blood marks drawn by the bowstrings of the previous teenagers.

"You are so poisonous when you start this kid. It’s true that there is no such thing.

Of course, everything in the fog is beyond the three monks of the Tianzong Mountain. How to listen to the sound of Xiong Manshan has an irritating meaning.

Yang Junshan stood still in the fog, and the look did not change with the roar of the bear man mountain. When the bear man mountain voice fell, he said: "Dare to ask the bear predecessors, can the younger generation go out?"

"You! You, okay, okay..."

Yang Junshan’s calm words are like a great irony in Xiong Manshan’s ears, and it’s like a provocation and a counterattack against him. The bear mountain seems to have been irritated.

However, when Xiong Manshan looked like he couldn’t say anything, the sound of a sigh of wind had already come to the back of Yang Junshan through the cover of Xiong Manshan’s anger, and he had no time to dodge when he discovered it. It is.

Despicable, the martial arts masters and the young monks jointly counted on him!

Yang Junshan's anger in the chest was silted up, and even a flash of killing in the eyes, but after all, he endured it. I saw his rush to bow his back slightly, and the muscles on his back suddenly smashed up, and the whole People try their best to move forward and show the effectiveness of the yak boxing.

The sound of "啪" was crisp and the back was a painful pain. Yang Junshan resisted falling to the ground, and even as the night cat began to sneak up on the ground.

There was a smirk of laughter in the fog behind him. He said, "Hey, let's be like a ghost. The things on your body are not all of me. I don't think Xiaoye and I have this." luck……"

The voice said as he groped toward the ground where Yang Junshan fell, but suddenly heard the voice of the monk guardian who had been mad at the front, saying: "Small..."

"Enough!" A faint voice suddenly sounded, and suddenly the words of Xiong Manshan's upcoming export reminder were blocked.

The man who raided Yang Junshan didn't seem to know what had happened suddenly, and then he heard the sound of the wind breaking straight to the face. The man was flustered and wanted to dodge, but the oncoming blow was far more than that. He imagined much faster.

puff!

An iron feather arrow caught by Yang Junshan was smothered on the face of the sneak attacker. The blood even splashed out from the other's face. The man only had time to make a scream and fell to the ground. The only thought before was that the man was attacked by a stick from behind, how could he not be comatose?

Yang Junshan hit a hit, it seems that the resentful gas accumulated in the chest found a place to vent, step forward, followed by a foot and then smoked between the chest and abdomen of the sneak attack, the man has long been coma, Yang Junshan only put the man on the edge of the fog outside the bar, and the blood ran down the corner of the mouth toward the ground.

"Enough!" Or the previous one interrupted the voice of Xiong Manshan. This time it was said to Yang Junshan. The fog in front of him suddenly sprang up, and a shining portal appeared in front of him. The faint voice went on. Road: "You can go out!"

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