"You······ Look for death!" The big man was obviously enraged by the young man in front of him, and the mace in his hand doubled in size with the blessing of the Holy Spirit, and rushed towards the young man, who ran away when he saw this. And just like that, a new round of racing began······

"I'll go, are you the Monkey King? You can still make your weapon bigger, and a fool will fight you. The young man struggled to break through the two legs and ran wildly through the jungle.

"Cowards have the ability not to run, what kind of man is running away······ Ah!" His feet sank, and the big man fell directly to the ground.

Struggling to get up, I found that my feet were frozen in ice at some point, and at the moment I woke up, an ice core bigger than my head smashed from the top of my head and hit it directly!

Slowly opening his eyes, feeling the hot pain coming from the big bag in his head, the big man looked around carefully, only to find that he was tied to a tree with five flowers.

"Well, uncle, are you awake? That's good, if I can't wake up, I'll be busy in vain. There was a lewd voice in his ears, and he saw the young man coming over and smiling brightly.

"Who the hell are you? Do you even use the Holy Spirit, Demon Duan?"

"What kind of thing is the demon section? I'm just asking you something, whether you have anything depends on your attitude, oh yes, my name is Wen Frozen Spirit. ”

"I don't care what you call it, and I don't care what you ask, I don't know anything, give up, all of us people in Nazawa are people who can withstand torture. ”

"Oh, yes? Then I won't force you. Holy Spirit, Ice, Seal!" Wen Frozen Ling smiled, directly froze the big man except for his head, and took a few steps back, nodded with satisfaction after admiring it, as if he was very satisfied with his work. Then he slowly raised his hand and pointed it at the head of the frozen big man.

"You've felt the power of this ice core, and you've only got a bag on your head, how ugly! A few more symmetrical ones are much more beautiful, what do you think? Oh and······ That thing has been freezing for a long time······ Do you think you can still use it?"

"Don't don't, don't have something to say, don't get excited, whatever you want to ask, I'll answer it truthfully. ”

"That's it, that's just like what you said, the backbone of the people of Nazawagawa, can bend and stretch, I just talked about something, sit down and talk slowly. Let me ask you, have you ever seen a few outsiders in the past few days? Like me, they all use the Holy Spirit, not what you say. ”

"Forehead······ It seems that there is such one. ”

"Very well, man and woman, where are you now?"

"It's a man, but it's ······"

Realizing that something was wrong, Wen Frozen Spirit grabbed him directly by the collar: "But what?"

"But······ It was like we beat me that night······ He was crippled and imprisoned in a dungeon. ”

"What!" Wen Frozen Spirit burst out instantly, and it was a punch in his face, and there was no restraint at all. Wen Frozen Ling has been practicing taekwondo since he was a child, and his fists are naturally much harder than others, plus there is no reservation, and the big man almost fainted on the spot.

"Tell the, what kind of Holy Spirit is he using?"

"Fire ······ He's going to breathe fire!" the big man had a mouth full of blood, and several of his teeth were knocked out.

Another punch came down, and the big man fainted on the spot, Wen Frozen Ling gave up, turned around and rushed in the direction of the dungeon: "Brother, you must not die! If you die, who will I find to go if you owe me chicken legs? Damn it, blame that old man for making me run so far." ”

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Yan Xin hid in the grass on the side, secretly observing the battle that had reached a fever pitch. He had already observed that none of the people present were his companions, in other words, none of them were involved in this melee, so now he just had to wait and see what happened, and then find an opportunity to leave the village and return to Xiao Yan to plan his next step.

"Demon Duan alien race! I will come as soon as I say I, and I will leave as soon as I say, I can't help but ignore my clan!" A blue light flashed in the air, and a white-haired old man appeared, his chin and beard fluttering in the wind, and his face was not angry and arrogant, he was the patriarch of Nazawagawa! I saw him wave his big sleeves, and suddenly a blue light enveloped the entire village—the village was blocked.

Yan Xin secretly complained that once the village was blocked, it would be impossible to escape.

The clothes were suddenly torn, the old man's back swelled sharply, and finally two blue cracks like wounds appeared on his back, and in the next second, a pair of huge wings stretched out, almost obscuring half of the sun! The blue feathers rose and fell regularly, as if they merged with the sky.

With the piercing sound of air tearing, the old man jumped up, his huge wings flapped hard, and the terrifying recoil carried his body towards the sky, and everyone on the battlefield was overwhelmed by the pressure of the air. The villagers of Nazawa Chuan directly chose to kneel down to worship, and the pressure suddenly decreased a lot, and their eyes were full of endless worship and fanaticism.

The situation on the demon duan's side is not optimistic, those who have weapons directly use weapons to support their bodies, and those who don't have weapons are back to back, holding each other to death, their dignity tells them that they must not kneel, even if the holy power is several orders apart.

The grass next to him moved, and Yan Xin lay down directly, muttering in his mouth: "Are these people stupid? It's much more comfortable to lie down, without hurting dignity and without bearing this damn pressure." ”

The next moment, Yan Xin's pupils shrank into pinholes, and he didn't dare to make the slightest sound, not even to move—the old man in mid-air looked down at the demon villagers at his feet, his wings fluttered, and the sky was full of light, shooting out of his wings to be precise, like a meteor shower spectacular and beautiful. If you look closely, the points of light are feathers.

Tens of thousands of feathers shot out and slashed across the area where the villagers of the demon section were standing, and in an instant, a group of villagers fell, most of them were cut throats, and the blood gushing out stained the entire land red, but after a while, the color faded as if it had evaporated, and finally returned to its original earthy yellow.

The villagers of the demon section were all frightened, staring at the white-haired old man, but their bodies involuntarily retreated.

"No!" the old man in the air suddenly roared like a madman, and at the same time flapped his wings and dived down with all his might, like a Kunpeng preying on fish in the water, with a monstrous momentum.

But it was still late.

A blue light flashed rapidly among the villagers of Nazawagawa, so fast that it was impossible to catch it, let alone see what it was.

At the same time that the blue light disappeared in the crowd, in the air, in front of the old man, the blue light flashed, and a figure stood in the void, wearing a mask, unable to see the face clearly, and the body was thin, giving people a feeling of malnutrition and weakness. At this time, he had a knife in his hand, and blood was dripping from the blade, falling from the air to the ground, from the ground to the ······