"Who wants to leave with me?" Lan Xianli, who had not spoken, made a big hammer coldly: "I really don't know what you have to hesitate about! If you don't leave now, when will you stay?"

They are all young and vigorous young men, so they let off wild talk, and they are embarrassed to immediately regain it. In fact, most rookies have the idea of "strategic transfer", but because it is difficult to get into the sheath, no one is embarrassed to take the initiative to mention it. I didn't think about it, but it was arrogant and cold, and the desperate beauty mole preemptively lifted the lid.

Many people can't help but be impressed by her, her performance just now gives people the feeling that she is a singleton who is not a bird and is fearless of life and death, but she is not like a person with this kind of character.

"Senior brother, it's better for you to have an idea!" The flute, stone lacquer armor, and Yan Fengjiao all looked at Zhuang Yuanlang strangely, it was strange, he had always been decisive and simple, how could Zhuang Yuanlang, who had never dragged mud and water, twist his eyebrows and hesitate, it was too abnormal.

"Everyone......, don't worry," Lan Xianli pursed her lips sarcastically at Senior Brother, "Dead Butcher Zhang doesn't eat hairy pigs, as long as I am here, there is absolutely no problem with the withdrawal of all beards and tails." ”

"What do you mean, it's not your turn to call the shots here, right?" Yan Fengjiao heard the sound of the beauty mole, she was provoking the authority of the senior brother. What's worse is that she really seems to have this energy - she has a desperate trick that makes people throw a rat bogey, "Mei Tanli can't win the secret sword intent". Since the eleven Rakshasa Lady Pipes of this self-detonation secret sword is called "Burning Blood and Fighting Qi", it is obvious that the Rakshasa natives of this small Sumeru world also clearly know its power.

"I'll ask one last time, who will withdraw with me?" The beauty mole didn't pay attention to Yan Fengjiao at all, and directly gave an ultimatum.

"Count us in!" Qi Dian and Zong Heng exchanged a look with each other, waved their hands, and took their brothers to tie up with the beauty mole without hesitation.

"Damn!" Shi Qi Armor saw that the four little peppers were also pitiful and turned around step by step, and immediately annoyed: "The mountain sound I said just now, but in the end I plan to retreat before fighting............!

As soon as the little cousin heard this, she knew that her cousin's brain was hot, and he said something that he shouldn't have said, but he still didn't stop this stunned young man.

"That's the best, you can work hard, stay and block, cover our safe evacuation, and when we go back, we will definitely return to the head of the house and give you credit." Qi Dian smiled gloatingly at the four newcomer kings, as a monk, he may be very jealous of the Rakshasa Royal Guard, but he is definitely not afraid, and the beauty mole gets together, just hoping to see the senior brother deflated.

"Senior Brother Keyou, stop being indecisive, come with us quickly, no one will laugh at you. Zong Heng also persuaded with concern. The current situation is very delicate, if Zhuang Yuanlang retreats with the large army with his tail between his legs, see what kind of face he will have in the future, and the disciples of the word generation should have only one mountain, one head, and one voice - this arrogant declaration can just choke him angry.

Of course, the beautiful young man in white didn't believe that Zhuang Yuanlang would really break away from the army and stay and fight to the death against the fighting spirit of the Rakshasa Royal Guard—what a stupid person would do such a thing.

"Fa Ming, don't pretend to be a good person here!" The flute heard it angrily: "When I can't hear it? Do you want to talk in a hurry to force the senior brother to stay? Seeing that you are not very old, why are you so cruel when you speak?"

"The enemy is strong, a few of you are also with them, the wind is tight, I have decided, I want to stay alone to block a rakshasa, what the prayer said is right, how to retreat without leaving the manpower to block. Chang Kaishen finally made up his mind, waved his hand at Na Di and Shi Qi Armor, Yan Fengjiao, and his tone was categorical, without any room for comment: "I am the first brother of the French generation, and the first brother has to take on the responsibility of the first brother!

"Tough guy!" Qi Dian laughed and whistled wildly: "Senior brother deserves to be a senior brother!"

Seeing that the flute almost jumped up, Kaishen Jiang squeezed her eyes, and the blonde girl immediately realized that the senior brother obviously wanted to steal a new type of secret sword intent that the Yanfu world did not have through the fight with the Rakshasa Sword Hero - it was not difficult to see from the exclamation of the Rakshasa women just now that this little Sumeru world did have some new types of secret sword intent that the Yanfu world did not have.

As soon as she thought of this, the blonde girl was relieved, and she stopped thinking about continuing to persuade.

The monk's vocation is to play with his life, and the difference lies in whether there is value in playing with his life. Blindly greedy for life and blindly avoiding danger has never been the style of monks.

In other words, if she is a perverted "martial artist" like her senior brother, as long as she stays, she may learn more new types of secret sword intent, and she will learn anything she wants.

Seeing that the girl Jianhao asked others to inquire about the nearest space-time tunnel, marked it in detail on the map, and silently delivered it to Chang Kaishen, a trace of incomprehension and surprise flashed in the eyes of the beautiful mole Lan, and she shook her head slightly and sighed.

"Why is Senior Brother Lan sighing?" "Qidian is a good helper, and he has the potential to be Cao Cao's staff on Huarong Road.

The beauty mole didn't say anything, turned around and jumped off the pyramid, the cloak fluttered like a bat's wings, and in an instant the wind floated a hundred steps away.

"This stupid girl doesn't really think that the Soft Rice King will die at the hands of Rakshasas, right?" Qi Dian laughed, and stomped his feet and rose into the air.

"Wouldn't it be? With his nine secret sword intents alone, how could he withstand the siege of multiple Rakshasa sword heroes? Single-handedly is not the same as us holding together!" Zong Heng caught up with Qi Dian, it was very strange what he said before, Senior Brother was just an inexperienced cultivator, he didn't know any spells, he didn't have any magic weapons, let alone here, even if he sniped so many sword heroes in the Yanfu World, he would be dead or alive.

"I don't think it's that easy. Qi Dian rolled over his tear-stained red and swollen eyes, and dropped a sentence of idealistic speculation without a head, and a whistle led his brothers to perform light skills to catch up with the footsteps of the beautiful Mole Lan Xianli.

Said a word of cherishment to the senior brother, Nadi and the cousins and sisters also left separately, the monk is not so pretentious, the road is his own choice, since he has chosen, he must go on without hesitation and without regrets, and the love of children is also a kind of cultivation of true magic obstacles, no one will be as greasy and crooked as mortals.

"You should also find a safe place to hide, and you can't interfere in the rest of the matter. Chang Kaishen tenderly instructed eleven Rakshasa Xiaomi, since the Rakshasa royal family is here, if they continue to stay, they will not only not be able to help, but will pull their hind legs, and the body odor pheromones of the royal family can control ordinary Rakshasas. He consciously realized that the Great Law of Soul Transfer might not be able to compare to this kind of biohacking ability.

"No!" The woman who fell in love, her IQ was never higher than that of paramecium, and the honey answered neatly and crisply, and all of them had a sad expression on their faces when they saw the Great Wall.

"Okay, since you don't want to go, make a human flesh set board, help me blow the flute and make the atmosphere, hehe, on the moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges, where can the jade teach the......" Chang Kaishen pointed to the continuous circle in front of him, and every time he drew a circle, a coconut-sized sword gall appeared out of thin air in the air, and he didn't stop after drawing twenty-four circles. No matter how much there is, this is already the limit of his mind control.

The Rakshasa women suddenly got wet.

It's so romantic!

Twenty-four silver sword galls are like a beautiful moon, hanging in the air, and the pyramid under the light of the dusk is as glorious as the crystal dragon palace.

This is still the moon in the 24th round!

The Rakshasa royal guards, who had just broken through the sky, were in an uproar, like a hornet's nest drenched in a pot of boiling water.

They are all old Chinese medicine practitioners, who has never seen home remedies, and you can see at a glance how dangerous and terrifying these twenty-four silver balls of fighting spirit are ready to go.

"What are you doing?" Chang Kaishen looked down at the honeys in embarrassment, and these brocade hats and ermine fur rakshasa warriors all knelt down in front of him, raising their blushing pretty faces, raising their big eyes and looking at him innocently, their eyes hesitating, trembling and excited.

He also studied in Dongying in the past, and he is not unfamiliar with this scene.

"Lang Jun, you said it, let us blow it for you...... Blow that...... Stir up the atmosphere...... "Holding Yingluo was embarrassed but extremely resolute and tried to stretch out her slender jade hand to Kaishen sauce's crotch, as if to touch the fate of the future, and there were three nearest Rakshasa women next to her biting the hairpin with their red lips, and tending the messy falling hair with infinite shyness.

"............" Chang Kaishen is ashamed of the stone change, but the cultivator must maintain an innocent golden body before building the foundation, so he can only vent and shoot out the twenty-four silver sword galls: "-Ah Duo!"

Rakshasa's fighting spirit master is not a street fighter character, and if he is hit so easily, it will be too much.

"Wow, what kind of fighting spirit is this?" The huge bat that took the lead gathered its black flesh wings, gently and skillfully avoided the attack of the sword guts, and the meat shuttle swirled down on the pyramid, and opened its mouth to spit out human words: "What a terrifying power!"

Then it screamed a few more words that Chang Kaishen didn't understand at all, and the royal guards who were flying up and down in the air, dodging left and right, immediately divided into two groups of people, one with a large number of people turned around and chased after the rookie monks who were running away, and the two Rakshasa swordsmen riding giant eagles fell behind the big bat like geese falling on the flat sand, blocking the top of the huge pyramid into a crowded Beijing overpass.

"Where did you get the soul of our ancestors!!" Seeing the empty altar, the big bat raised its furry neck and let out a roar of grief and indignation, accompanied by this roar, the three beasts and the two of them spewed out a banana leaf-like sword qi full of sudden cracks and flying smoke and dust from their mouths, crisscrossing and weaving into a dense net, covering Chang Kaishen and a group of half-Guanyin-like Rakshasa women.

"Don't hurt my honey!" Chang Da handsome guy not only did not hide, but jumped forward, when he was an invulnerable Boxer, he fearlessly stepped forward, and grabbed the front to protect the eleven Rakshasa women first, moving the honey...... The moment the sword qi touched the body, a fish-eye rainbow ball that flickered with a coronal cold flame burst into a flash of essence, rapidly expanding to the size of a hot air balloon, covering Zhuang Yuanlang's figure tightly.