On the simple and yellowed picture scroll, a beautiful shadow jumps on the paper!

Huang'er!

Her beautiful eyes are smiling, like a crescent moon, and her shallow dimples make people indulge in them at a glance and can't extricate themselves!

She is like a miracle of the Creator!

It's so beautiful that it's heartwarming, and it's so beautiful that it makes people tremble!

"Phoenix ......"

The palm of the night breeze caresses the portrait of the phoenix!

It's as if I heard the 'Brother Night Wind' that warmed my heart!

This picture scroll is painted by the night wind!

A painting of love, no regrets for life!

"One day, I will break through the abyss of chaos and find you!"

The night wind's gaze is filled with crazy determination!

At that moment, he put away the scroll and said to the lame old man:

"I want them all!"

What the!

The lame old man was stunned for a moment, and then, unable to believe his ears, asked in a trembling voice:

"Guest, you ...... Are you saying that these remnants of the broken blades are all wanted?"

Agitated!

The lame old man's excited body was trembling, and his face was flushed!

Night Wind just nodded faintly and threw a space bag over!

When I opened the space bag, the lame old man was surprised and delighted!

"It's too many! These remnants of the broken blade can't use so many cosmic coins!"

It's just that the night breeze doesn't care!

As soon as he reached out with his palm, he wanted to put away all the remaining demon soldiers!

However, at this moment!

"Put down !!"

A loud shout suddenly exploded, causing the lame old man to almost collapse to the ground in fright.

Everyone turned their eyes and suddenly saw a young man in battle armor, with a group of strong men, walking quickly!

This young man is majestic!

As if from hell, the Shura Ghost King who came out of hell exudes a chilling breath!

Divine Peak!

This person's breath is even stronger than the Pavilion Master's slaughter of the sacred!

And that's not all!

Hula!

With a wave of his big hand, a group of strong men behind him instantly surrounded Night Wind and Slaughter Saint and others!

Twenty people!

All of them are Divine Powers!

Terrifying!

When he saw the young man in battle armor who was the leader, slaughtering the Holy and others, his face changed!

"The Third Commander, the Ghost Saint !!"

At this moment, the slaughter of the Holy and the others was difficult to see the extreme!

Whispered to the night wind:

"Master! These people are Wolf Shao's subordinates! And the one who is the leader is the third commander under Wolf Shao's command—Zhengrong!"

"Don't offend, otherwise with the ferocity of the wolf, our Black Dragon Guild, and even the entire Black Dragon Banner, will be destroyed!"

The voices of the slaughter of the Divine trembled!

And when Night Wind heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly!

Wolves few!

This is the second time he's heard the name!

But even a strong person like Slaughter Divine is very afraid of that person!

This makes Night Wind have to wonder how terrifying the wolf is!

And at this moment, after the slaughter saint finished talking to the night wind, he hurriedly smiled all over his face, and said to the ghost saint:

"It turned out to be the Ghost Saint-sama, I don't know what happened to the Lord?"

"It turned out to be a slaughter!"

The ghost saint Zhengrong glanced at the slaughter of the saint and the others, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly:

"This time, we wolves have taken a fancy to the demon things! You guys, you can go!"

What the!

This sentence made the slaughter of the Holy Saint and the others look more and more gloomy!

Arrogant!

Overbearing!

The other party only reported the name of 'wolf less', and he wanted to let Yefeng and the others give up the things of the demon race!

This......

At that moment, a trace of cold sweat came out from the foreheads of the Slaughtering Saint and the others, and they all turned their eyes to look at the night wind!

"You're the principal?"

The ghost saint Zhengrong was slightly surprised!

Obviously, he didn't expect that a half-step Divine Sect would be the person in charge of the slaughter of the Divine and others!

However, who is the principal, the ghost saint Zhengrong obviously didn't care, and just waved his hand at the night wind:

"Boy, if you don't want to die, just put down the scroll!

Get lost?

The corners of Night Wind's mouth curled, and he shook his head:

"Are you pretending to be with me?"

Quiet!

The words of the night breeze seemed to turn on the mute switch, making this place instantly silent!

Even the slaughter of the Holy and the others didn't expect that the night wind would be so tough!

In a word, the atmosphere here is tense!

At that moment, beads of sweat the size of beans emerged from the foreheads of the slaughtering saints and others!

They are strong, but on the Apocalypse, there is a stronger existence!

And now......

Slaughtering the Divine and the others, they were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, and they wanted to make a sound to relieve the frozen situation!

It's just that at this moment, the face of the ghost saint was instantly gloomy!

"Boy, are you talking to me?"

He could barely believe his ears!

The dignified Apocalypse Star, the Lord of All Stars gathers, but even the dragon must be coiled, and the tiger must also lie down!

There is no one who dares to provoke the coercion of his own commander!

Night Breeze, definitely the first one!

In an instant, the ghost saint's majestic complexion was iron-blue, staring at the night wind, and it was cold:

"Now, kneel on the ground and slap yourself a hundred times! I can see the face of the slaughter, spare you from death!"

"Otherwise......"

The ghost saint's words are cold and piercing!

It's just that his words are not finished yet!

Syllable!!!

A slap in the face, and a hard slap in the face!

Immediately, he staggered and almost fell to the ground!

Confused!

At this moment, everyone's head feels buzzing and blank!

They couldn't imagine that the dignified ghost saint would be slapped by a half-step divine sect!

It's incredible!

Even the slaughter of the Divine and the others couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of spit!

Ruthless!

Only then did they realize that their master, was such a ruthless person who was so violently hanging!

"You...... How dare you hit me!"

The corners of the ghost saint's mouth, dripping scarlet blood flowed, and his eyes were cracked!

At that moment, I thought that I had just been distracted, and I was attacked by the night wind!

It's just that his voice has just come out!

Syllable!

Another big slap in the face and a hard slap in the face!

Let his whole face be puffed up high, red and swollen!

"Hit you?"

The corners of Night Wind's mouth flashed with a touch of playful abuse:

"Hit the sky, hit the ground, and hit the air in the middle!

Nest grass!

The words of the night wind made the ghost saint Zhengrong's head dazed!

And at this moment, he saw the third palm of the night wind, which fell fiercely!

"Damn it!"

The ghost saint is grand, and he wants to fight back now!

It's just that at this moment, he was horrified to find that whether it was his counterattack route or the dodge route, all of them were blocked by the palm of Night Wind!

In the midst of his unwilling gaze, the third slap was slapped hard in the face!

Syllable!

Splashing blood!

Several teeth in the mouth of the ghost saint Zhengrong have been knocked out!

It's just that the fear has just begun!

"A hundred slaps in the face? Then I'll fulfill you!"

In the stunned eyes of everyone, the big hand of the night wind waved down one by one!

Bang Bang Bang!

A resounding slap kept falling on the face of the ghost saint!

Ten courses!

Twenty!

Fifty!

Hundred!

When the hundredth slap is made, the ghost saint will be slapped away!

His face was completely blurred with flesh and blood, and scarlet blood continued to flow down from his cheeks!

It's miserable!

He looked at the night breeze as if he had seen a ghost, full of disbelief!

It's just that at this time, the words of the night wind made him want to vomit blood even more!

"Pretending?"

"Little pot friend, when I pretended to be forced, your ancestors were still a drop of liquid!understand?"

(End of chapter)