In the thirty-fifth round, the British teenager was released to form a good relationship

(8) At this moment, a smug laugh sounded behind a mound not far away, and the man who had been waiting for so long finally appeared.

Surrounded by four retinues, Jin Yunyong approached them with a smile on his face, and was tied to his body by Chang Xian's broken left arm, which seemed to be crippled.

"Ha, there is a bear boy, you are so bold! not to mention breaking the marriage contract between my clan and the Xiling clan, you dare to hold a marriage ceremony with my woman, probably you didn't expect such an end, right?"

"Haha, Jin Yunyong, I guessed that it was you who did it! I only knew that your methods were despicable, but I didn't know that you were so despicable that you plotted against me, you really understood!" Xuanyuan was hung upside down and his face turned red, but he still didn't forget to ridicule and ridicule the enemy.

"Hmph, don't be stubborn, you have abolished one of my arms, and this revenge has not been avenged. Now trapped in my hands, it's better not to provoke me, then you'll be miserable!Hmph, it's better to beg me, lest I break your arms first, then your legs, or cut off your ears, gouge out your eyes, of course I won't let you die, death is too comfortable for you, I want you to live and suffer, hahaha......"

Jinyun Yong laughed fiercely, and the terrifying voice pierced the heart of the concubine girl one by one, and she whimpered and struggled, her eyes full of anger, and she wanted to bite off a piece of his flesh.

Jin Yunyong impatiently knocked her unconscious.

"Don't hurt him, you're a beast who is not as good as a beast! There is a kind of let me down, let's have a one-on-one duel, what kind of ability is this, the next world!" Xuanyuan said this, but he was thinking about how to solve the dilemma.

"It's useless for you to provoke me, I won't be fooled, and I don't have time to play with you, if you spoil me and do good things first, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Hmph......" Jin Yunyong took a wooden stick from his subordinates, and walked up step by step with a cruel smile, seeing that he was about to poison the young man.

The first rays of fiery red morning light suddenly appeared and bloomed on the distant horizon, dazzling the eyes.

In that direction, there was not only a red light projected, but also a few black clouds that followed, and the speed was so fast that people couldn't dodge. After a succession of several muffled pops, the faces of Jin Yunyong and several of his subordinates bloomed one after another, and the powder formed by the crushed loess blocks was not only blinding, but also blocked their mouths and noses.

Jin Yunyong screamed wildly, kept rubbing his aching faces, coughing and sneezing together.

How could Xuanyuan sit still and wait to die, taking advantage of this opportunity, he made a decisive move. He had already looked at the obsidian knife stuck obliquely under his head, he untied the long leather cord wrapped around his waist at a very fast speed, shook off with one arm, and with a crisp snap, the tip of the cable poked out, and rolled the wooden handle of the obsidian knife like an eye, and the knife was off the ground.

The quick-eyed boy took the obsidian knife in his hand in one go, gasping for breath. The wrist turned upward, and the rope was immediately broken, and the person also fell down with his head in his hand, and after touching the ground, he took advantage of the situation and rolled to the side.