The Man from Hell

The entire surface collapsed in an instant, and ten meters of houses collapsed!

"He's not immortal!"

Everyone felt this majestic trend of devastation, and suddenly felt a kind of breathlessness.

At this time they all reacted, the boy was in the Tibetan front.

The fierce pupil could not help but expand wildly, shouting in his heart: "No! I was fooled!"

But it's too late!

boom!

He was flying out all by himself!

Hit the ground hard!

Looks very embarrassed!

This scene stunned everyone present!

Violent, defeated?

And was defeated in one move?

This is too incredible, right?

For a moment, they all came to their senses, no wonder Ye Feng was so arrogant and dared to love this guy as a pig and eat a tiger!

The sharp sword fell aside, and he fell ashamed!

Then he raised his head and glared at the night breeze, his eyes broken: "You are not a fairy emperor!"

All eyes fell and the wind fell, and his face couldn't be hung up. At this time, there was no arrogance and complacency just yet.

Yefeng looked at him like an idiot: "When will I tell you that I am an immortal?"

"Dare to count my young master and slaughter him!"

"Whether you are immortal or not, you will die today!"

The followers immediately became furious and rushed forward.

In their opinion, Yefeng can only count on this ruthlessness if he uses this kind of meanness.

If he fights alone, this guy will never be an opponent!

At this time, when seeing the strong men gathered around, Zheng Meixun immediately became nervous and yelled at them: "Really, do you want to provoke a war with the Saint-Protocol?"

Upon hearing this, all the civilians in the hall became nervous. Once the war was provoked, it must be them.

"Provoked the war? As for the waste of your Proterozoic school, why fear it?" Rejected disdainfully, he rose from the ground.

He picked up his blade again, glaring at the night breeze.

His eyes were full of murderous killings. He had never suffered such an insult and shame, and it was hard to dispel the hatred of his heart without killing Yefeng.

Hearing that Zheng Meixun's face was red and red for a while, the Proterozoic group really belonged to the end of Chang'an.

But being so humiliated made her extremely embarrassed.

The servants of Lei's family surrounded the night wind with bad intentions.

"Ri Li, with such a big tone, has this Chang'an city already become your Lei family?" Just then, a cold laughter sounded suddenly.

Wow!

Then, a group of male warriors quickly approached, breaking through the crowd, and standing with swords and halberds.

"Guardian!"

After seeing the army, everyone suddenly became frightened, and then gave way.

Da da da!

The sound of horseshoes is getting closer.

A blood-blooded dragon foal walked into the field. A fat man with a big belly was sitting on it. He was wearing a black rock armor and was very stature. He had a lot of beards and described it as rough. Kuangwu!

"Uncle Yang Wu!"

Seeing the other party, Zheng Meixun's face suddenly appeared happy.

"Young Master, the Guardian Army came in. It is not easy to kill this kid today." A servant whispered in Reli's ear.

Their Lei family is an ally of the Black Sea Temple, and the Guardian of Nature is naturally an ally of the Holy Proterotype.

"Mei Xun, don't be afraid, here with your uncle, no one dares to touch you!" Yang Wu Leng hummed, meanwhile staring at Lei Li.

Dogs are messy!

There was a curse of resentment in Lei Li's heart, but on the surface he made a respectful look: "Uncle Yang Wu is serious, I am just joking with Zheng Meixun."

"Just pretending, I don't know what you are doing?" Yang Wu sneered, then ordered: "Hurry up and let people go! Otherwise, your grandpa's lion head hammer will not show affection!"

Raleigh's expression suddenly sank, and his eyes were full of anger.

But Pi Xiaorou said, "Since the uncle is here, the younger generation will not bother."

Then he led the crowd away because he knew he was not Yang Wu's opponent.

This guy is the Emperor Nan's left arm and right arm, who is in charge of the Three Guardian Guards. A pair of sledgehammers have not killed many saints.

However, at the moment of turning around, a stream of blood overflowed from the thunderous applause.

Apparently, Ye Feng's shot just now caused him a minor injury.

"Do n’t be angry, wait for the hegemony, we must make them look good!" Said a follower.

He nodded fiercely and fiercely: "During the hegemony match, my father made weapons for me, and I will kill the miscellaneous pieces myself!"

"It's okay?" Yang Wu looked at Zheng Meixun.

Zheng Meixun shook her head: "Thank you Uncle Yang."

Then Yang Wu looked at Yefeng: "Are you Yefeng? I heard Zheng Qitian said you, and it really turned out to be a hero!"

Yefeng just nodded slightly.

"General talks to you, what is your attitude!" There are followers staring at the night breeze ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This kid is too arrogant?

"Hey, it ’s normal for people with ability to have a bit of temper. I like to associate with people with ability and temper." Yang Wu waved his hand, and then said to Ye Feng: "Boy, have time to go to my God's Guard House, holy The Proterotype can give it to you, and I can give it to you. "

"Uncle Yang!" Zheng Meixun glared at Yang Wu.

Yang Wu laughed suddenly: "If you don't withdraw, my lady will host a banquet in Yanyun Pavilion. You go and let her drink less. Girl's family, what's going on in the wine jar every day?

"Why don't you say that?" Zheng Meixun joked.

Yang Wu smiled helplessly: "I? Forget it, let me live for two more years."

"I'll go right away, and I haven't seen Sister Yue in some time."

Later, Yang Wu took people away.

Zheng Meixun took the night breeze to Yanyun Pavilion, where there were already full guests and singing and dancing were leveled up.

Then, Yefeng looked at a beautiful woman, sitting on a high platform, wearing a white light shirt, dusty temperament, just like the fairy Guanghan.

However, her movements seemed a bit indecent. She was half nested on a high platform, her legs were sandwiched with a wine jar, her clothes were disheveled, and her vast white skin was exposed to the air. Her **** were white and exposed, and her two slender, uncovered.

The scenery at the bottom of the skirt was also looming, and it was unbearable.

Yefeng shook his head helplessly, this fairy is not so much like a fairy.

"Sister Yue?"

Zheng Meixun shouted at the woman.

Ok?

Yue Qianxue suddenly woke up, and then her drunk and blurred eyes looked at Zheng Meixun, and she suddenly laughed: "Mei Xun is here, come quickly!"

Zheng Meixun walked over, but was suddenly embraced by Yue Qianxue, and then gave a strong kiss.

Whoohoo!