The misty spring rain still didn't stop, Qingluan carried Yang Huaiping, the bald man and the clear-eyed young man landed in the camp where the Shuren lived, they jumped off Qingluan's back and ran to the Shuren who were hot and hot, staring at the Shuren who were about to lose their minds.

After Yang Huaiping saw this scene, his figure flashed in the same place and crossed an afterimage, Yang Huaiping poured the true qi into his fingertips, and he quickly clicked on the acupuncture points on the chests of one after another Shu clansmen, Yang Huaiping said to the man with clear eyes: "I have already helped your people suppress the * powder in their bodies, and now my eldest brother and I will help you block the Snow Clan, you can take your people away."

The man with clear eyes glanced at Yang Huaiping gratefully again, and then he left with the Shu Clan, Yang Huaiping and the bald man stood in place to resist the Snow Clan's army.

The round-faced woman snorted coldly and muttered to herself: "These two people are really annoying, and they actually made a good show yellow, but the appearance of this little white face is getting more and more handsome, and it's good to be a slave by my side, but in order to prevent the little white face from escaping, I must first abolish his legs!"

The bald man shook the green jade fan in his hand, he glanced at the people of the Ice Clan with a disdainful gaze, and the bald man said disdainfully: "I advise you to retreat quickly, there is no one who can fight, and you dare to invade other people's territory, which is to make people laugh off their big teeth!"

The round-faced woman was not angry when she saw the bald man's arrogant expression, and she said coldly to a tall and burly man beside her who was holding a three-strand fork: "Yan Jiang, go over and teach me a lesson about the bald man!"

"Obey Princess Mei'er, I will definitely use the three strands in my hand to stab that dead bald head into a blood gourd!"

As he spoke, the tall and burly man rushed towards the bald man with a three-strand fork in his hand, and he shouted, "Dead bald, do you dare to fight with me!"

The bald man smiled at Yang Huaiping and said, "Little brother, your eldest brother was provoked by a little minion of the other party, you are always embarrassed to let me do it myself!"

Yang Huaiping glanced at the bald man, and he smacked his lips and said, "The younger brother also wants to fight on the battlefield for the eldest brother, but he doesn't have a weapon to take advantage of!"

The bald man took out a golden gun with a sharp barbed head from the yellow bag on his waist and handed it to Yang Huaiping, he smiled at Yang Huaiping playfully, "Good boy, you hit your brother and me in the autumn wind, this golden gun was used when I was young, it is a weapon that terrifies countless enemies, and now the eldest brother will give it to you!"

Yang Huaiping took the golden gun in the bald man's hand, and he shook out a spear flower and rushed towards the tall burly man.

The tall burly man slammed the three-strand fork in his hand towards Yang Huaiping's neck, Yang Huaiping turned sideways slightly and dodged the sharp blow of the tall and burly man, the corners of his mouth outlined a sinister smile, and he swept behind the tall burly man with a flash.

Yang Huaiping aimed at the tall burly man's buttocks and suddenly stabbed it, and a blood splashed out from the tall burly man's ass the moment Yang Huaiping pulled out the gun, followed by a heart-rending scream from his mother, and the tall burly man's brain sank under the severe pain and fell to the ground.

The bald man on the side had a smile on his face, and he muttered: "The little brother is really very perceptive, and he knows how to use it based on the structure of my golden gun, which is really a manufacturable material!"

When the people of the Snow Clan saw this scene in front of them, they all showed a dumbfounded expression, and the Snow Clan people all subconsciously felt the chrysanthemum tighten, and involuntarily staggered back a few steps.

The round-faced woman looked at Yang Huaiping, but the corners of her mouth were sketching a smile with an aftertaste, and she said to the begonias beside her: "You go and try his depth, it's best to knock him out and bring him over for me!"

Haitang couldn't help but be very embarrassed when she looked at the scarlet face on the tip of Yang Huaiping's gun, she muttered: "Princess Mei'er, I think this person's moves are too obscene, or we will avoid his edge!"

The round-faced woman's face was instantly covered with frost, and she opened her mouth and said to Haitang: "What's the matter, don't you even listen to me!"

Haitang took out the blue flying sword from the storage bag on her waist with a bitter face, and just as she was about to go towards Yang Huaiping, a skinny Snow Clan man behind the round-faced woman spoke: "Princess Mei'er, what are you talking about with them, there are only two of them, and we have so many people, we just rush forward and serve him directly!"

"Presumptuous! Is it your turn to talk more? The round-faced woman turned her head and shook her hand and gave the Snow Clan man behind her a slap.

Begonia had no choice but to rush towards Yang Huaiping with a flying sword, Yang Huaiping suddenly used the golden gun to support the ground and swept behind Begonia, he suddenly stretched out his feet and kicked Begonia's back.

And at this moment, Begonia's figure dodged Yang Huaiping's kick, and she snorted coldly, "Since you kid is so vicious and vicious, then I'll let you know what Taoism is today!"

As she spoke, Begonia stood in place, closed her eyes, and chanted an obscure spell, and her figure suddenly attacked Yang Huaiping with one turn into three. ”

Yang Huaiping held a spear and threw it towards one of the phantoms of the begonia, but the phantom of the begonia that was pierced condensed like water ripples in an instant, looking extremely weird.

Between the lightning and flint, Haitang didn't give Yang Huaiping the slightest chance to react, she and the two clones held the Qingguang Zhanzhan Flying Sword and rushed towards Yang Huaiping in an instant.

Yang Huaiping suddenly stuck the golden gun in his hand on the ground, and he transformed into countless colorful butterflies and flew towards Begonia and his two clones.

As time passed, countless colorful butterflies fell from the sky, but in an instant, countless butterflies converged into Yang Huaiping's original appearance, and he spurted out blood.

The bald man looked at Haitang, his eyes burst out with a clear light, and he muttered: "The technique of one qi and three clears is really clever!"

Immediately, the bald man's figure swept through the air and an afterimage came to Yang Huaiping's side, and he suddenly took out two black iron balls from his waist and threw them at the Snow Clan.

Suddenly, two roaring explosions sounded, and the white smoke began to spread, and the bald man grabbed Yang Huaiping's soles and ran away without a trace in an instant.

When the smoke gradually dissipated, the Snow Clan people were basically all black, and the round-faced woman slowly lowered her arm that covered her cheeks with her clothes, and she shouted to Haitang in a cold voice: "Haitang, come back quickly, let's withdraw, I have to go back and take a bath first, and then grab the dead bald head and beat him into the underground underground prison, and never let him out for the rest of my life."