"That's right, it's me."

Ye Ning held a cigarette in his mouth, raised his head and looked at the sedan curtain that had already burned, and said in his heart What kind of Veto messenger is really interesting, the sedan chair is on fire, and it is still motionless inside, waiting to die?

How did he know that the so-called Veto messenger in the sedan chair was secretly anxious at this time.

The Vedto messenger tried to extinguish the sedan curtain that Ye Ning had lit, but he waved his palm and drummed up his inner strength, and the fire was like a three-flavor real fire, and it had no intention of extinguishing it at all.

"Get off the sedan car!"

In desperation, the Vedic messenger gave an order, and the sedan chair carried by sixteen people was put down.

As soon as the sedan chair fell, the sedan curtain was burned in a cloud of smoke, which frightened the monks and hurriedly avoided for a long time.

Everyone looked inside through the burned sedan curtain and found that it was empty.

Not only was there no one, but the veil behind the palanquin had been broken, and it was clear that the Veto messenger had jumped out from behind.

Everyone looked behind the sedan chair again, and saw a middle-aged monk wearing a big red robe, a cockscomb hat, a fat head and big ears, but a very handsome middle-aged monk walked out from behind the sedan chair!

"The so-called Veto messenger is just a wine bag and rice bag that eats and drinks!"

Ye Ning also glanced at the big sedan chair.

A large sedan chair carried by sixteen people, with not only a soft sofa inside, but also a huge table.

The table was filled with fragrant food and drink, and there were even a few good-looking women sitting in it.

This time, the front and back of the car curtain were broken through big holes, and people could see it clearly.

Of course, everyone else was kneeling, and they couldn't see it, but now that the sedan chair has landed, they naturally see it too.

"Who do you say is a sake bag rice bag?"

The Vedto envoy was also a Danjin martial artist, and after hearing Ye Ning's words, his eyes widened, and he took a dragon and tiger step, and blasted towards Ye Ning's face with a punch.

"The Vedto messenger has struck, and this man will surely die!"

"Hmph, our Vedic messenger is a real master, the closest person to Daguri Baba, of course, powerful."

"This demon is going to be out of luck!"

The onlookers of Tianzhu all set a death sentence for Ye Ning.

For a foreign race that intrudes into the Tianzhu kingdom and acts recklessly, they are unanimous with the outside world.

But it was clear that their wishes were going to be frustrated.

"It seems that I didn't make you a roast suckling pig, you are very unhappy!"

Where would Ye Ning care about the attack of a Danjin martial artist, seeing the fist of the Vedto messenger slamming in front of him, Ye Ning slapped the Vedto envoy to the ground.

The crowd of onlookers was taken aback.

That's the Veto messenger!

It is said that the existence that is more powerful than the military generals of Zhenguo, why was he knocked down with a slap?

It can't be their eyes, right?

Just when many people were at a loss, Ye Ning stepped up again, stepped on the arm of the Vedic messenger, and directly stepped on it.

"Ah......h

The Veto messenger howled like a pig and rolled on the ground.

"That's it, what a bark messenger, shit!"

Ye Ning snorted and squinted at the Vedic messenger.

"Whew, Whew......"

The Vedto messenger rolled on the ground a few times in pain, then stood up from the ground, looked at Ye Ning viciously, covered his arm with one hand, and chanted Sanskrit with words in his mouth.

As the creature kept chanting Sanskrit, everyone could see circles of pale green appear, surrounding the Veto messenger.

"Look, the Vedos have made a great move!"

"Divine power, this is the divine power of the Vedic messenger!"

"The Veto messenger has finally struck, and it looks like he's really going to kill this demon."

Countless onlookers knelt on the ground and prayed as if this were a miracle for them.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Ye Ning touched his chin and looked at the green light of the Vedic messenger, this guy is obviously a Dan Jin strength, how can he make a Gang Jin master?

This is a question that attracts Ye Ning very much.

"Click, click......"

Under Ye Ning's gaze, the green light of this Vedic messenger was enveloped, and after a while, the green light gradually converged.

Then, the Veto messenger straightened up again and lifted his broken arm, which had been trampled by Ye Ning!

Ye Ning couldn't help frowning, this guy's arm seemed to have recovered.

The green light just now was not to attack Ye Ning, but to repair the Veto Emissary's own arm!

This made the onlookers a little disappointed.

But the populace soon returned.

"The Vedos are invincible!"

"Yes, the Vedos are immortal!"

"This demon will never be able to defeat the Veto messenger!"

Countless populaces shouted for joy, as if the Vedos were invincible as if they had restored their arms to their normal state.

And the Vedto messenger was also very fierce and shook his arm at Ye Ning, as if showing off his strength.

"Resilience so fast?"

Ye Ning was slightly surprised, and with an arrow step, he came to the front of the Vedic messenger.

"You ......"

Before the Veto messenger could speak, his arm was already grabbed by Ye Ning again.

"I'm a person, I like to do research, I want to see if you can fix it this time!"

Ye Ning smiled, flipped his wrist, and threw the Vedto messenger to the ground again, while lifting his feet up.

'Click, click......'

Four feet in a row, trampling off all the limbs of this Vedic messenger!

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

The Vedto messenger let out a scream with every broken arm, and the crowd of onlookers trembled with it.

Scream and shake it.

After four shouts, the crowd fell silent, leaving only the miserable cries of the Vedos.

It's miserable.

A broken arm can be repaired, and now that his hands and feet have been trampled on, who would dare to say that the Veto messenger can repair it?

However, many people stared at the Vedic messengers lying on the ground, hoping that a miracle would happen again.

Even Ye Ning squatted beside the Vedic messenger for a long time, looked at the fat monk with broken limbs, and laughed: "Show me another one for my brother." ”

'Poof......'

The Vedos messenger was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of old blood, Xiu?

Is it really his ability to recover?

That's the kind of restoration divine power that Daguli Baba gave him, and he can only use it once!

"Can't fix it? No way? Weren't you pretty imposing just now? ”

"Then you tell me, what is the matter with this ability, tell me, and I will spare you from death!"

Ye Ning was full of curiosity about all strange powers.

On the other hand, it's a curiosity.

"This is a divine power seed given to me by Da Guli Baba, planted directly in my body, as long as I am injured, urging it can save me once!"

In order to survive, the Veto messenger weighed the pros and cons and opened his mouth with difficulty.

"Daguri Baba, is it the head of Shiva?"

Ye Ning patted the Veto messenger's face and asked.

"Yes, yes!"

"If you promise me, don't kill me!"

"I'll tell you all now."

After the Vedto messenger finished speaking, he looked up at Ye Ning.

"Don't worry, my words count."

After Ye Ning finished speaking, he got up with an evil smile and walked upstream along the Ganges River.

Wherever Ye Ning passed, those people were so frightened that they gave way.

And the Vedic messenger had already been carried into the palanquin, and the monks carried the Vedic messenger and prepared to leave.

"Traitor, he's a traitor who betrayed Daguri Baba!"

In the crowd, some people let out an exclamation.

"Yes, he is a traitor who betrayed Daguri Baba, and he can't let him go!"

"Shoot him!"

Countless people rushed forward to kill the Veto messengers.

The monks beside the Veto messenger let out a Sanskrit roar at the same time.

The monks then began to chant the scriptures.

As the sound of the scriptures sounded, many people knelt on the ground again and worshiped reverently.

And the monks who chanted the scriptures had gloomy faces, searching for something among the people.

Finally, a monk grabbed an ordinary person by the collar and asked sharply, "You said you were going to kill the Vedto messenger just now?" ”

It was an old man with a gray beard, and the old man lowered his head in fear, and kept thinking about something, without admitting or denying it.

"Poof......

The old man's silence did not allow him to avoid the disaster, on the contrary, he was pulled out by the monk with a scimitar, stabbed it in the stomach, and pulled it to the side.

The old man clutched his stomach and looked at the monk in disbelief, and fell to the ground to his death.

The people around the old man all stepped back in fright.

Some people began to flee, and then large groups of people began to run towards their homes in waves.

"Humph!"

The monk, carrying the bloody scimitar, glanced at the old man bent on the ground, and returned to the group with a cold face.

Numerous monks once again lifted the sedan chair of the Vedic messenger.

This time, no one dared to stop them again!