Chapter 170: Moon Worship City 3

A glimmer of light caught up with the cloud colt at great speed without everyone noticing, piercing the nerves of his forelimbs and thighs.

roar

With a beast roar, Yun Ju fell to the ground with his head, and the people above were also caught off guard and were thrown out.

Ahhhh

A few screams in the air fell to the ground, and some sadly, when he landed, he was face down, and due to inertia, he also slid forward for some distance.

This person has some cultivation, but his reaction is a little slow, so he didn't protect himself, at this time he only felt that his face was hot, and his chest and thighs were cold.

"What did that bastard do?"

This monk didn't know that someone had a yin hand, but because of his feelings, he could only say this, he couldn't say that he fell down on a cloud-chasing beast, so much faceless?

However, after he shouted out in this voice, no one answered, on the contrary, the people around him looked at him and laughed, and some of them seemed to be smiling and didn't dare to laugh so that their faces were flushed, so they simply didn't look at him and turned away.

Something wasn't right, he felt like these people were laughing at him.

When I looked down, Nima, my crotch was almost open, only to find that I was ragged and my muscles were exposed.

When the monk saw that all these people were laughing at him, he was furious, and looked at a child who was still laughing on the side, and kicked him with a cold snort;

"Fuck off. ”

His sudden reaction shocked the people around him, and the ordinary people were so frightened that they hid in hiding, and the scene began to be chaotic, and all kinds of things were toppled and scattered all over the street.

The one who was still seeing this man and wanted to kick himself at all his might, looking at the monk's fierce appearance, was frightened stupidly, and did not move, because the monk showed some murderous intent, and ordinary people could stand it?

"Damn, why did the plot return to cliché?"",

Seeing this scene, Yang Chen had some impulses to scold, there was no way, this was the cause he planted, and he could only do it himself.

At the end of the day, Yang Chen had to hide behind an audience member, and silently punched a silver needle.

The fluctuation from the monk's feet had already touched any child, and the child's hair was not blown in the air by the wind.

It was as if everyone had seen the tragedy unfold, and the child would definitely not survive.

"Ahh My kids ......"

No, they have passed out, they have seen a lot of this situation here, and they know that their children have no chance of being spared.

Many people couldn't bear to witness the next scene, and turned their heads away, a little blindfolded by their children.

Yes......

A terrible scream came out of the monk's mouth without warning, and everyone saw that the monk who had been fierce just now was rolling on the ground with his thighs in his arms.

Every time Yang Chen hit the killer, he just wanted to teach this person a lesson, so what he gave to that monk was more painful torture.

The monk's screams continued, looking at his helpless and already painful tossing and turning, many people shivered, at this time some people had already seen that someone had made a move, in order not to harm the pond fish, many people wisely chose to retreat and leave a little farther, Yang Chen was no exception, but not too far away, and quietly pinched a silver needle in his hand to see the development of the situation.

At this time, the father of the child seemed to react, ran over desperately, and ran out with the child in his arms.

In the crowd, Yang Chen heard someone start talking in a whisper;

"Who is so bold as to dare to trouble the Wu family?"

Why are the Wu family so familiar? Nima, it can't be so coincidental, right? No matter, anyway, Lao Tzu withdrew first, too lazy to get into any trouble with them.

At this moment, several monks dressed in the same clothes as this monk hurried in.

"Get out of the way, what's wrong?"

Looking at the situation on the ground, they immediately understood what was going on, so they cracked and roared;

"Who is it that dares to come out?"

"If Lao Tzu finds it, he will definitely break you into pieces. ”

The people around looked at these fierce and vicious people in front of them, and they couldn't help but push away. The guys on the ground were still wailing, they couldn't ask anything, a monk's figure flashed, and grabbed a monk on the second floor of Qi cultivation who was watching;

"Say, what's going on, or you know the consequences. ”

The monk shuddered. hurriedly said;

"The little ones really don't know. Leave me alone?"

"I don't know anything, what's the use of leaving you?"

"Wait, when the master wanted that child just now, it suddenly came to the end, and the little one really knows so much. ”

The big man threw the monk away, threw it out, and fell heavily to the ground, and he slowly approached the family of three, and squatted down. asked slowly;

"Tell me, what's going on. ”

The father who was still shaking his head like a pendulum clock, protecting his child and wife behind him, his face full of fear but did not flinch, but the monk felt nothing.

"Unfortunately, the answer was wrong?"

After saying that, the monk suddenly raised his palm and lined up towards this family of three, with his cultivation of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, this family of three only had the fate of becoming fragments.

brush

brush

A pale red sword light

A faint blue sword shadow

One left and one right

In no particular order, it is on the monk's neck......

burst

Bloodstained bluestone streets......