Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Xiaomeng then throws out a character, and then retreats, turns the corner, and constantly shoots the explosives in advance, attracting the attention of the drought and flood, and the drought and flood are chasing the spirits, ignoring the existence of Ye Xiaomeng.

When the last burst of the explosion broke out, Ye Xiaomeng’s foot was wiped, and after the dryness, the dust in his hand suddenly swept toward the back of his head. The mouth said: “The jade sweeps the dust, and the law is borrowed, and the road is Kun Yuan! ”

The handle in the hand is windless and moving. In the moment of contact with the drought, there are countless tentacles, crawling along the cheeks to the front, and drilling into the mouth and nose of each.

"Yu Dust swayed the body! Broken!" Ye Xiaomeng shouted, and raised the dust, stepped back, the huge body of the drought and flood, actually fell backwards.

Ye Shaoyang stood on the fence and looked at it. He whispered in his mouth: "This dust is a good thing, and her technique is also positive. It is an authentic Maoshan technique. Unfortunately, the mana is a little worse."

The pony shouted: "Then you still don't save her!"

Ye Shaoyang did not move. He wanted to seize this opportunity to observe Ye Xiaomeng's skill and further judge her origin. Therefore, she did not use it.

After the drought and flood fell, waved his hands, grabbed the handle of the dust, twisted hard, and a powerful corpse spread.

Ye Xiaomeng gave a sigh of relief, and the dust came out and went back and forth.

The drought and flood did not control her again. She jumped in front of the courtyard door and stopped the Tsing Yi people who wanted to escape.

Many Tsing Yi people stunned, but had no choice but to return to the corner, Ye Xiaomeng picked up the dust, blocked in front of them, watching the drought and walking step by step, a look of decisive.

Onlookers were all moved, and Ye Bo called out loudly to persuade her to run.

Ye Xiaomeng stood still and looked up at the sky and shouted: "Ye Shaoyang, if you are there, hurry up!"

No one is coming. Ye Xiaomeng looked at the drought and the river gradually stepped closer and fell into despair.

All people are desperate.

Suddenly, a black smoke appeared on the feet of the marmot, accompanied by a sizzling voice.

The drought and flood took a step back, but they stepped on something, and a black smoke came out.

Ye Xiaomeng looked down, and the place where the droughts and floods passed, leaving a lot of corpse blood, of which there are two bright crystals. Five emperors?

On the spot, one of the five emperors, how can you give such a powerful power, even the drought can burn?

Suddenly, her heart was happy and looked up with excitement. The result was that Ye Shaoyang was three on the wall. No one else, suddenly fell into confusion, Ye Shaoyang did not come, who is the shot?

The marmot was as stunned as her, looking up.

"See what?" Ye Shaoyang took a handful of five emperor money, popped one with his thumb, and landed on the marmot, and immediately appeared a black smoke.

"Hey!" The drought and flood finally found the target, violently screamed, and the mouth spurted out the corpse, and jumped up and rushed toward Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang calmly put the five emperors back into the belt, took a clap, and ran towards it along the planks on the fence. The drought and the sky inhale, the clouds in the air, and pressed down instantly, the whole leaf wrapped in Ye Shaoyang in the middle.

"Be careful! Go away!" Ye Xiaomeng's brain has not turned around, and Yang Shaoyang shouted.

Ye Shaoyang took the Taiyi whisk, and gently spread a black cloud.

There are no seven color clouds, only black clouds, but the way he runs is really cool.

"Pretend!" The pony rolled his eyes and sat on the wall. He took out his mobile phone and began to play with music. Since Ye Shaoyang shot, the battle was not suspense.

At the moment when Ye Shaoyang jumped into the yard, the drought and flood immediately rushed up.

Ye Shaoyang's tail finger popped cinnabar, stretched out a hand, painted a pair of fish, hit the marmot, and shook it back, then stalked the soul, swept it out, and walked around the neck of the marmot, tightening it, putting it too B. Dust is in the mouth.

Free up the left hand, hold the dragon claws, hold the soft meat in the position of the dry belly belly button, pull it out with force, pull the intestines out, together with the outflow, there are a lot of black corpse water.

After all, the droughts and floods are zombies. The repairs and energy are all turned into corpse water and stored in the stomach. The corpse is flowing, and the droughts and floods are almost the same.

As the corpse water flowed out, the drought was trembled, waving his arms and taking a picture of Ye Shaoyang’s head.

Ye Shaoyang stepped back in a wrong way, untied the hooks, and bent over the corners of the bend. "Give you another chance."

This is not for the sake of comparison, but there is still a lot of corpse water in the body of the drought. If it is destroyed now, it will definitely use the corpse when it is dead. When the corpse is sprayed, it is not afraid, but in case If you hurt Ye Xiaomeng and others, you will be in trouble. Simply let go of it and let the corpse water flow out of the wound.

Drought and flood naturally did not know Ye Shaoyang's despicable thoughts, and launched a crazy attack on Ye Shaoyang. Ye Shaoyang stepped on the sky and walked around the drought and flood, and the leaves did not touch.

"Maoshan volley step..." Ye Xiaomeng looked at Ye Shaoyang and muttered to himself.

The more the action of the drought and flood attack, the more the corpse water flowed out from the abdominal wounds. Finally, it felt unsupported, stopped the attack, stared at Ye Shaoyang with a sorrowful gaze, and screamed in the mouth.

Ye Shaoyang rushed to swear it. "Don't be discouraged, come again, there is a will."

The drought and flood were obviously unmotivated. After watching him for a while, he made a helpless decision: ran to the courtyard door.

Before facing the drought and drought of Ye Xiaomeng and others, I actually wanted to run.

"The trough, you haven't planted it too much." Ye Shaoyang was quite speechless, his arm was shocked, and his soul was in the shadows. He hit the back of the marmot and threw it on the ground. He flew up and waited for it to climb up. Hook the soul to entangle its arms and twist them together.

The droughts and floods are not bound to be bound, trying to dying and struggling, open their mouths, and then spurt the letter and spur the leaves to Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang had expected this move, his left hand opened, and he held a large mother's money in his hand and greeted him. The money eye just passed through the letter, and it was pressed to the dry mouth, and the drought and spurt spewed a suffocating gas.

For the average person, this suffocation is smothered, Ye Shaoyang just feels a little hot, and the mother money has been stuck under the roots of the drought, not waiting for it to bite, the hand is pulled back, the tail is a bullet, a cinnabar looms, then the mouth A loose, Taiyi dust fell, the left hand caught, a little bit of saliva in the mouth, a gentle turn, the volley caught the cinnabar popped out of the nail, a twist, all stuck by the saliva.

Then use the dust as a pen to write a "well" on the face of the drought.

The well is a double two, with two knives.

In Ye Shaoyang's mouth, he recited a curse every time, and the well-being flashed, and the knife and knife appeared, deeply deep into the skin of the drought, and cut his head.

This series of spell attacks, the flow of water, in one go, but half a minute, the drought and flood in Ye Shaoyang's hands have no power to parry, the battle is just over.