"Brother Tiger, since this little Brother Ni said so, let's not make those useless excuses. Let's just do it, or leave some time for Jin Ru to hunt in the ghost bat forest!The purple-faced teenager sneered, looking at the burly boy's appearance.

"Yes! These two little things are really nonsense!" said the bamboo pole and the scholar with a smile as they echoed.

"Okay!" The burly boy sneered and said, "Since you said that we are here to rob Yuanzhu, then let's admit it!" "Little Nizi, if you know the truth, let Yuanzhu get out now! Otherwise, don't blame me for killing me!"

"Bastard, are you still a man when you bully children from the same family?" Seeing each other's humiliation, Su Yuhe couldn't help but scold.

The burly boy laughed, not angry. He said expressionlessly, "Whether I'm a man or not, you'll find out later!" "Just now I wanted you to go, but now I've changed my mind!"

"I don't just want this pearl, I want you two to serve me. You two aren't pretty, but they're not ugly, so I'm going to use them!"

The three young men next to him couldn't help but laugh. The smile was contemptuous and shameless, and his eyes were unscrupulous, swept through the chaos of Su Yuhe and Wu Binglan.

Su Yuhe and Wu Binglan saw that the four people across the street were so arrogant and shameless, and their emotions fluctuated violently.

Ao Cangsheng didn't speak, so he quietly looked at the four people opposite, with a sneer and ferocity in his eyes.

Although he didn't know where the big boy came from, he was sure that the guy wasn't bullying the second one in front of him for a pearl.

Judging from the scene in Tianwu City just now and the eyes of the strong men, Ao Cangsheng had reason to believe that the ultimate target of these people should be himself, not Wu Binglan and Su Yuhe.

The reason why Ao Cangsheng thought so was because of Tianwu City and Murong Xue in the morning.

If we really have a lot of strength, then there is only one silver wax to grab the head, and dare to hide in front of Lao Tzu, and sit in my heart with hatred!

Snorted coldly, and before the purple-faced boy started again, he sat on a long snatch, like a star, brandishing a dazzling snatch, and pounced on the purple-faced boy.

"The dragon robs, the dragon enters the sea!"

The vigorous infusion, the light above the long snatch was extinguished, and the whistle was like an ordinary sound, viciously biting the purple-faced boy away.

"Kid, do you think you're in a hurry to die?" Hey, hey, even so, Lao Tzu will make you whole!" the purple-faced boy laughed and crossed the street.

Three sharp sounds pierced the sky, and six fierce swords suddenly intertwined in the air. The sword light is like snow, with a sudden cold light. Angrily tearing apart the clear sky, like the wings of the sky, setting off a torrent.

The knife flashed, and a strong wind blew. In the roar of the wind, a curtain of water was like a violent sword, like a fierce general, sitting straight and rude.

"Crazy Knife decides, the knife is empty!"

He felt that the knife in the stern of the ship was right, sat up straight, and was stabbed. The green dragon grabbed its surging vitality and rushed into a Dao with a long roar.

The two gases collided again, causing a deafening explosion. The swords of the knives attacked each other, and in the scattered firelight, the purple-faced young man's arms were shaken.

"Hey, hey, kid, I want to see how long you can hold on?" The knife snatched the blow, seeing the barbarian sitting was just a whole shock, but he was not shocked by a big shock, the purple-faced young man couldn't help but sneer, and the cruelty and hatred in his eyes were also instantly strengthened by three points.

The purple-faced teenager was punched to death and followed closely. Zhou Yuan's spiritual transformation, he rushed into the long knife, as far as the eye could see.

For a moment, the long silver knife sparkled. In the light, this dynasty was imbued with a harsh and destructive spirit and rolled up to the barbarians.

"And a knife!" the purple-faced boy shouted angrily, his feet suddenly jumping high.

At the same time, two bright blades rushed out of the blades and sat down suddenly.

"The mad knife decides, the mad knife has no shadow!"

Dragon Island roared like a hurricane. In the roar, the purple-faced teenagers were frantically torn apart, and the swords were like meteorites, slashing down from all directions and barely sitting.

Sit apart, like a mountain, firmly on the ground. He grabbed it with both hands and danced wildly.

The blue dragon whirled around his head, whistling and whistling in the wind. The strong wind howled, and the huge suction force sucked away the sand, stones, and vegetation from the ground, and flew up with a dragon.

The shadow-grabbing dance, accompanied by a bright light, shot out from the tip of the green dragon's grab, accompanied by the "rumbling" vitality explosion, like an angry dragon breathing fire, like a teenager on the face of the violet "whoosh".

The earth trembled, the grass and trees swayed, like a school of fish swimming in the sea, dancing in the air with the surge of the two of them left and right.

The sword slashed open, and the shadow swept by, like thunder on a sunny day, making a "bang" thunderclap. But in the blink of an eye, the two played dozens of tricks.

Sitting coldly, like a motionless giant, standing steadily on the purple-faced young man's court.

However, the opponent's offense has gradually gained the upper hand, and his face does not show half the fear. On the contrary, it is quite calm and laid-back.

Sitting together, dancing with their hands, the sound of snatching was flying, as if thousands of waves were splashing around, forming a beautiful wall, and the sound of "clanging" would dissolve the purple-faced teenagers who were attacked one by one.

The purple-faced boy swayed from side to side, turning the whole person into a shadow, and there were savage people sitting around him. The long knife in his hand was as white as a thousand silver chains, and he kept beating and sat savagely.

The crazy knife roared like a tiger, trying to tear through the reckless defenses. As long as we can break through the reckless defenses, the battle should be over. The purple-faced young man thought so, and the power of the long knife slash couldn't help but increase by three points.

When they first met, the purple-faced boy felt that the reckless sitting posture was worse than his own. So now he wants to defeat the seated barbarians in a ferocious way.

"Sit down, are you busy?" Seeing a person sitting in the dangerous light, Su Yuhe frowned and couldn't help but say.

"No! kill a dead eggplant and call for help. Isn't that the face I sat on?" the blue dragon snatched over his Hankou and said with a sneer.

If you don't, you can sit down and die. Let's go. Everyone here can die. With such a choice, Su Yuhe was very confused and didn't know how to choose?

But if she let her sit in the hands of a purple-faced teenager with her eyes wide open like this, her heart really couldn't stand it. After all, it's for them.

He's not a bad guy, although he's a bit busy. On the contrary, judging by his performance at this time, he seems to be a good man with iron bones.

In the past, Su Yuhe and Wu Binglan's hearts began to gradually tighten. As if in a split second, a large, invisible hand gripped their fragile hearts, making them barely able to breathe when they were depressed.

Seeing the three Taoist priests coming together, we should divide the barbarian sitting under the light curtain into three parts. He sat down in the downwind and suddenly shouted angrily.

With a roar, the green dragon in his hand suddenly grew taller, like a violent dragon that had just woken up. Zhou's momentum suddenly surged, and a stream of blue light began to erupt from the blue dragon.

He suddenly jumped up, holding the blue dragon snatch in his hand, and instantly jumped into a tornado. The tornado roared and galloped, turning into a dragon's head made up of ferocious looming shadows, jagged, straight at the three rays.