"Today, the master suppressed you together. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Dustwind said domineeringly. His face was as cold as frost, and at the same time, he couldn't hold back his excitement in his heart, and his high fighting spirit, this was the first time he fought with a cultivator after he came out, and it was impossible to say that he was not worried, but he had fought with people with high realms and his own several times in a row, and he had not yet used his true dragon power, he could defeat it with the power of his body alone, which made him full of confidence in himself, and at the same time, he wanted to know how strong his true combat power was, so he also intended to fight alone with the monks here.

"Ignorant children are arrogant, let's go up together and kill this little mongrel today."

Immediately, five or six people surrounded Dusty Wind to prevent him from escaping, and Dusty Wind pinched his fist prints, secretly moved the true yuan, and waited for him.

"Bang, ping." As soon as the two sides clashed, fierce sparks erupted, and Dusty Wind clenched his hands into fists, attacked continuously, and immediately put down the three people who rushed to the front.

"Everyone, hurry up, this kid is amazing, don't let him run away." The man who was immediately beaten covered his face and stepped back, inciting the monks present.

More and more monks stepped forward to participate in the war, most of them were monks in the condensation period, and a very small number of monks in the body refining realm were light and light, drinking their own tea by themselves, in their opinion, they were cultivators of the body refining realm, high up, and a group of people such as Dust Wind were no different from the family in their eyes.

The rise of the dust and wind, the hand pinched the palm print, the runes on the body surface flickered, there was a trace of light, pointing to the east and west, fists to the flesh, the more you hit, the more you play, the more excited, and constantly use the moves learned in the various classics of the night Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, waving your fists, like a tiger entering the flock, opening and closing, fighting a hand, and beating a dry monk staggering.

Screams came and went: "It hurts, my nose." ”

"Ahh

"Mom, my arms, my little waist."

"Brothers, the idea is too hard, the wind is tight, and the." Some monks suffered a big loss, grinning in pain, and when they saw that the dust wind was extremely brave, they immediately ran away screaming.

"Brothers in front, you have resisted, you must resist me, I will call someone." Some of the monks were so angry that they turned around and ran out to call for someone.

Dusty Wind sneered: "I'll fight as much as I come today." ”

"In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun dared to rob a woman from a good family, and dared to commit murder on the street, come to someone, and catch him." There was a black-bellied monk pulling his neck and simmering on the street. There are also more and more onlookers, many of whom are ordinary people.

More and more monks joined in and besieged Dustwind, and some monks didn't understand the situation and just followed others to do it. The dust wind is brave, fighting and retreating in the crowd, it doesn't matter at all, hitting ten is also fighting, fighting a hundred is also fighting, since there is no argument, then use your fists to speak, see whose fists are hard. Fortunately, there was no high-level monk to make a move, otherwise the dust would be in danger.

Although Dusty Wind was not afraid of the "heroes", he was also under great pressure, because more and more monks besieged him, and his manpower was sometimes poor. The dust and blood were surging, and they were out of fire, and they used a trace of real dragon power, and the shot was a lot heavier, and suddenly several people lay on the ground and lost their combat effectiveness, and they could no longer fight.

On this day, in Cloudsdale City, on the main street, the dust wind was brave and invincible, fighting dozens of monks in the condensation period, from the street to the end of the street, from the end of the street to the street, it was really brave, when the last monk fell to the ground and was unable to fight again, the dust wind stepped on the monk's head with one foot, crossed his waist with one hand, panting, and pointed to the sky with one hand, quite the tendency to swallow mountains and rivers, his heart was full of pride, and he shouted: "Haha, what's the use of having more people, or I won." ”

But then, the dust wind held his head and ran wildly on the street.

The people on the street didn't know why, and they were beaten by the black-bellied monk, thinking that Dusty Wind was a bully who robbed the people's girls on the street, and dozens of monks were righteous teachers, going forward one after another, not afraid of death, bravely fighting bullies, but the bullies were too powerful, and dozens of monks were "heroic and righteous".

This aroused the anger of the people, for a while, the people rose up to attack it, on both sides of the street, what broken socks, rotten eggs, rotten green leaves, meat buns, have thrown to the dust wind, "kill this hateful bully", the surrounding people while throwing things to the dust wind, while shouting hard, there are a hundred with a violent temper

The surname held a flat pole, and some brandished hoes, chasing after the dusty wind.

Dusty Wind hugged his head and scurried, holding his head in one hand, picking up the meat buns thrown by the people from the ground with the other hand and stuffing them into his mouth, frightened to the point of being terrified, he ran wildly, he could wave his fist at the monks, but against the people who didn't know why, he really couldn't do it, and he couldn't even fight the people.

A few days later, on the South Street of Yunzhong City, the dust wind road was sanctimonious, wearing a simple robe, and his eyes were constantly staring at the passing crowd, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, fellow Daoists, please stay." The dust wind looked at a noble son with a personable demeanor and a folding fan in his hand.

The noble son was richly dressed, had an extraordinary temperament, and with a proud face, he replied indifferently: "What do you think about Taoism?" ”

"The child's temperament is extraordinary, graceful and luxurious, outstanding, at first glance, he is from a famous family, he is really the best among the monks of my generation, he is really the dragon and phoenix among the people, and the future is immeasurable. Chenfeng's face was not red or panting, and he slapped a loud ass at the noble son.

"Daoyou is serious, please say it directly." The noble son eats the dust and slaps the wind in the air, is in a good mood, and smiles.

"Hey, don't hide it from Daoyou, Poor Dao was born noble before, and this family is also a great family of cultivators, but the family is in the middle of the road, passed on from the generation of Poor Dao, and it is powerless to return to the sky, but there is a secret treasure in the hands of Poor Dao, which is a self-defense weapon of the Tai Superior, and the husband is not guilty, and he is guilty, Daoyou, you know." Saying that, the dust wind smiled silently, and did not forget to hand over a look that you know.

"Oh, there is such a thing, can you let me take a look at it next." The noble son's eyes were shining.

"Fellow Daoist, please come with me, this is not the place to talk." Dustwind pretended to look around, and lowered his voice.

Half an hour later, in a remote alley, there was a "noble son" lying on the ground, with a conspicuous vegetable bag high and swollen on his forehead. And Chenfeng is wearing a gorgeous costume, holding a folding fan in his hand, and his demeanor is graceful, just like a turbid son.

"Oh, your guests are coming, son, please take a seat, come to someone, serve tea, serve good tea." Dusty Wind has a graceful and luxurious temperament, smiling, and demeanor, and walks into a gorgeously decorated inn without hurrying, the shopkeeper pulls his neck, exerts his strength to eat, and shouts at the shopkeeper.

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