"Bold, do you know who I am, do you know what my background is!" roared Heijiao. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The strong sound wave shook the ears of the three people. When the sound wave came to Luo Xue's side, the golden light on Luo Xue's body flashed, and a small wound appeared on the left side of the black Jiao's dragon head.

Leng Xiaohan rubbed his ears and smiled: "What's the matter? Now not only people can spell the background, but even beasts can spell the background? Your father is Li Gang?" Hei Jiao was stunned for a moment, Leng Xiaohan smiled and continued: "It's not Li Gang, then what else do you say?" As he spoke, the peach blossom fan in his right hand appeared, and he fanned at the dragon's head, "Wind!"

After the strong wind, looking at the undamaged black Jiao, Leng Xiaohan sighed secretly: "It's a pity that it is the heart of the flower now, and you can't use the twenty-eight palms of the dragon descending, otherwise this beast will definitely be killed in the palm of ten moves." Thinking about flying, the shadow of the fan surrounded the black Jiao. "Lightning!" "Thunder!"

Hundreds of fan shadows were sent out together, and the entire black Jiao was wrapped in a ball of lightning. After the thunder and lightning, Hei Jiao looked at Leng Xiaohan with a comfortable face, intact and said: "You really don't understand our dragon clan! Don't you know that I am not afraid of wind and rain and thunder and lightning? Except for thunder tribulation and Xuan thunder, ordinary thunder and lightning like this are just tickling me." Hei Jiao's face was trembling, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at Leng Xiaohan: "Do you have Xuanlei?"

Leng Xiaohan thought about it, as if the martial arts that could be used by the identity of the heart of the flower, there was nothing else except the fan method, and shook helplessly: "No, but... I seem to have a strange fire~!" Another fan appeared in his left hand, and Tiangang Xianyan waved it on the two fans: "Fire and thunder!"

Hundreds of fans fanned one by one, and the blue flames surrounded the black Jiao. "Boom!" Hei Jiao's body exuded a strong momentum, and water and thunder appeared to directly extinguish the flames.

"Yo! It's still a one-star martial saint? No wonder you dare to come and rob us! But you, a brute, are also strange enough, it's really strange that you practiced the way of thunderstorms and actually came to rob the gold essence!" Leng Xiaohan looked at the black Jiao with a gray face and many wounds on his body.

This time, Hei Jiao didn't refute, his two huge eyes stared at the fan in Leng Xiaohan's left hand, and suppressed his anger and said, "A fan made of Jiao's dragon bone?"

Leng Xiaohan stretched out the fan in his left hand and shook it: "You said this?" Shook his head and said: "No~ It's not just the bones of the dragon~" As he spoke, the peach blossom fan in his right hand was closed, and he nodded on the fan in his left hand: "Do you see this fan? This is made of dragon skin!"

Hei Jiao's eyes turned red, staring at Leng Xiaohan word by word: "You, should, die!" put away the body that surrounded the raft, and the tail with thunder and lightning directly pumped towards Leng Xiaohan.

Leng Xiaohan smiled, put away the fan in his hand, and smashed the true yuan and strength into his hands directly towards Heijiao. "Dong~" Leng Xiaohan inserted his hands directly into the tail of the black Jiao, let the thunder and lightning flicker on his body, and smiled at the black Jiao's cracked mouth: "Ordinary thunder and lightning not only tickle you!

As he spoke, he grabbed the bones in the black Jiao's body with both hands, and pulled the black Jiao to fly towards the shore. "Moo~Moo~" Heijiao let out a roar of pain, and Leng Xiaohan stood on the ground. Feeling the power of Heijiao's crazy struggle, he smiled at Heijiao Sensen: "It seems that your strength is not as great as mine!"

Feet, legs, waist, shoulders, and hands worked together to smash the black Jiao back and forth, back and forth, frantically to the ground. After smashing dozens of times, Leng Xiaohan bleed more except for the place where he grabbed it, and there were no new injuries in other parts of Heijiao. And the strength of the struggle did not weaken at all, Leng Xiaohan turned his head and shouted to the Northern Immortal: "Xian'er, come and help me!"

The Northern Immortal flew up to the neck of the black Jiao, and two fists hit the black Jiao's head like rain. When Hei Jiao wanted to resist, Leng Xiaohan would shake Hei Jiao's body, and after a while, blood flowed out of Hei Jiao's head. After the Northern Immortal smashed dozens of punches, the black Jiao fell directly to the ground, his head bleeding and motionless.

Leng Xiaohan pulled his hand out of Hei Jiao's body, shook the blood on his hand with a shake of his hands, and walked to the front. The Northern Immortal also jumped down, looking at the bleeding and motionless Black Jiao and asked Leng Xiaohan, "It doesn't move anymore, what should I do?"

Leng Xiaohan's right hand was placed under his lips, his thumb supported his right face, and his index finger rubbed on the left side of his face and muttered: "The Emperor Scorpion also needs to practice, and it is indeed necessary to receive another mount." And it feels very majestic to ride a dragon, but... How long will it take to recover from such a serious injury? ”

The Northern Immortal nodded, walked to the head of the Black Jiao Dragon, and raised his right fist. The color of steel flashed in the fist, "Fuji..."

"Slow, slow!" An old man dressed in red appeared in the distance, and his figure flashed twice and appeared in front of the two. The old man looked at the two of them with a smile on his face and said, "The young master of my family is young and ignorant, so please trouble the two of you to raise your noble hand and raise your noble hand." ”

Leng Xiaohan looked at the old man standing in front of him, and his eyes shrank: "This old man is not simple! But he didn't weaken at all, "Who are you, and what do you have to do with this black Jiao?"

The old man saluted Leng Xiaohan and said, "I'm just a guard of the young master's family, you can call Xie Jingtong!"

Xie Jingtong: The general of the Dragon Palace Black Jiao Clan (resigned), he has fought all his life, and his combat power is extremely strong!(The three-star martial saint is only stronger than the seven-star martial saint with strong combat power!) ）

Leng Xiaohan released the Emperor Scorpion with a flash of his right hand, looked at Xie Jingtong and asked, "You have been there before?"

Xie Jingtong looked at the Emperor Scorpion, then at Leng Xiaohan and the Northern Immortal, and laughed a few times: "It turned out to be the Peach Blossom Hero! It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! ”

Leng Xiaohan looked at Xie Jingtong's eyes and said, "You saw it before, let's talk about how to deal with it! Okay, when I encounter this kind of thing, if I admit it like this." Then I'm not a hero, I'm a coward!"

Xie Jingtong looked at Heijiao and said carefully: "I don't know what Peach Blossom Hero wants?"

"Heh~" Leng Xiao laughed coldly and said: "Don't use the name of the hero to press me, the hero is not angry, and the hero is also angry." As for what I'm going to do? Didn't you just hear that? My mount needs to be practiced, and I'm missing a mount right now.

You will heal your young master and let him be a mount for me for ten years, and this matter will be forgotten!Otherwise~ You and I can't stay, but you young master... I don't think you can take it with you. ”

Xie Jingtong's eyes shrank, straightened up and looked at Leng Xiaohan and said, "Hua Daxia, are you sure what you're talking about? Do you know what kind of young master our young master is?

Before Xie Jingtong could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Leng Xiaohan: "What young master? Isn't it the young master of the Black Jiao Clan, a branch of the Dragon Palace? Why do you Dragon Palace want to plot against me Huaxian Island again? This matter is not for you to decide!" At this time, Han Zhixuan walked over with Luo Xue on the raft carrying the raft.

Leng Xiaohan glanced at Han Zhixuan, almost laughed out loud, but fortunately turned his head to look at Xie Jingtong in time and continued: "I will stay with you young master, you can get out after you cure him! As for the rest, let you Black Jiao Clan Patriarch come and talk to me!"