Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Woman's Struggle

At this time, the two Diao brothers were unscathed, which really shocked Zuzhong, even the Heavenly Seal couldn't break through their defenses, what kind of monster is this!

However, although they didn't understand it, Yang Xiaoying had a dignified expression, and her body was like a ghost, and she came to the two Diao brothers. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Rubbish!"

said two words lightly, Yang Xiaoying picked up the two Diao brothers one in one hand, and threw them out like garbage.

At this time, Zu Zhong also saw that the two Diao brothers had a golden bowl magic weapon in their hands, with some cracks on it, and it seemed that this thing blocked Zu Zhong's blow to the Heavenly Seal.

Although it was really humiliating to be treated like this by Yang Xiaoying, thinking of Yang Xiaoying's special identity, she didn't dare to let go of a fart, so she could only get up from the ground and retreat to the side.

"Hmph, one day you'll kneel and lick ......" Diao Xiao muttered something, but was interrupted by Diao Da.

"Enough, don't die!"

Diao Da glared at Diao Xiao and motioned for him to stop a little and not get into trouble.

For the enemy's internal strife, Zuzhong also saw it in the clouds, and the most taboo thing about the two armies fighting was infighting.

"Boy, let me ...... now"

Before Huang Liang finished speaking, he was stopped by Yang Xiaoying.

"Hey, what's going to happen, will it go up the tree?" Seeing this, Zu Zhong did not forget to ridicule Huang Liang.

Huang Liang was so angry that he almost vomited blood when Zu Zhong said this, this is simply scolding himself for being a pig!

couldn't bear it, Huang Liang glared at Zu Zhong viciously, his eyes seemed to be about to devour Zu Zhong alive.

Although it's cool to do this, it's really a scalp-numbing thing to be remembered by a ghost king.

Zu Zhong shook the goosebumps all over his body, and then he had to think about how to deal with Huang Liang's anger.

"You stay first, I'll play with him." Yang Xiaoying opened her mouth lightly.

Hearing Yang Xiaoying say this, Huang Liang was also very surprised, "Master, this is worth ......"

"It's worth it!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Xiaoying.

I saw Yang Xiaoying walking towards the ancestors.

"Huh? What is this for? "Zuzhong is a little puzzled, why do you want to do it yourself?

At this moment, Zu Zhong suddenly felt a stirring in his right hand.

The black qi on that flower arm surged, and the next moment, a woman with a peerless face condensed and blocked in front of Zu Zhong.

Jian Ziqing came out, and Zu Zhong looked at his right arm, at this time, his right arm only had a shallow line, and his body temperature gradually returned to normal.

This made Zu Zhong gasp, Yang Xiaoying was so powerful, she actually made Jian Ziqing almost show her whole body.

Although Jian Ziqing's soul was not yet complete at this time, the fierce aura emanating from his body had already reached the momentum of the third-grade ghost king.

When the big ghost was born, everyone present was stunned, and even the Yuyang real person and the mysterious person on the side stopped fighting and looked sideways.

Why is this guy hiding such a powerful ghost?

"You dare to bully him?" Jian Ziqing opened his mouth lightly, and invisibly shot out a ghostly aura that attacked Yang Xiaoying's face.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaoying also unhurriedly bent her fingers to flick off the ghost qi that came, and smiled faintly without speaking.

"Why did you get out?" Zu Zhong rubbed his hands, and came to Jian Ziqing's side with a smile.

"It's not that you're too weak, if I don't come out, you might be killed by this woman."

For Jian Ziqing's dislike, Zu Zhong also smiled awkwardly, whether it was Jian Ziqing or Yang Xiaoying, with his current strength, he really couldn't compete with it.

"Hehe, gossip, it seems that you are not lightly obsessed with women." Yang Xiaoying looked at Jian Ziqing and said with a light smile.

"With your appearance, I'm afraid it's hard to charm a man." Without waiting for Zu Zhong to speak, Jian Ziqing directly choked back Yang Xiaoying.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaoying's face changed, and she was obviously a little angry.

It's better not to participate in the struggle between women. Thinking of this, Zu Zhong rushed towards the cage on Wang Shan's side, and the most important thing at the moment was to rescue Wang Shan first.

"Stop him!"

Yang Xiaoying explained to Huang Liang, and her body moved, and she swept towards Jian Ziqing.

Huang Liang also nodded, and directly intercepted Zuzhong.

"Don't think about it, boy!"

The evil qi surged, and Huang Liang condensed a huge ghost hand, which was towards the ancestral claw.

In the face of the menacing ghost claws, Zu Zhong also looked solemn, and his hands formed an evil seal to hit the ghost claws.

"Phew!"

Zu Zhong was shocked and retreated, this Huang Liang really deserves to be the ghost king, and his strength should not be underestimated.

If you want to talk about the gorgeousness of the fighting method, it is none other than Yang Xiaoying's fighting method.

I saw that she brought up pieces of petals with every move, which made Zu Zhong very curious, could she not carry the petals with her?

But soon, Zu Zhong noticed a hint of cattiness, and these petals turned out to be her spell.

Although the petals look very beautiful, Jian Ziqing doesn't have time to enjoy such a beautiful scenery, for her, each petal is like a sharp blade.

Don't look at the real spells that Yang Xiaoying casts, but some ghosts come out of her body from time to time.

This made Zu Zhong very puzzled, could it be that this Yang Xiaoying was still a ghost corpse?

On the other hand, on Jian Ziqing's side, what he used was a real ghost technique, the fusion of evil qi and evil qi, forming a cold light, and the invisible wind blade constantly cut the petals of the attack.

The fighting methods between women are really different, for this kind of confrontational general fighting method, Zu Zhong said that he didn't have that patience, and he was still happy to simply and rudely throw out a slap to destroy the evil seal.

In his mind, Huang Liang's ghost hand clawed again, and Zu Zhong hurriedly retracted his mind, not daring to be careless.

Looking at these pictures that can only be seen on TV, Wang Zhengyang was also stunned, he couldn't imagine that he could encounter these strange things in his life.

Looking at Wang Shan in the cage, Wang Zhengyang also felt powerless, how much money he made, his father was imprisoned over there, and he couldn't do anything, this feeling, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

Just when the two groups of men and horses were fighting fiercely, a person came down the mountain.

The man was holding a short ruler, with a scarlet rose tattooed on his forehead, long hair hanging down to his neck fluttering in the wind, coupled with a handsome face, coupled with the unruly expression, which caused the female tourists passing by to scream again and again.

Flipping the short ruler in his hand, Le Yunyan raised his legs and walked onto Qingliang Peak.

Not long after Le Yunyan left, an old lady with a slightly bowed figure walked up with a stumbling step.

Look closely, isn't that the old lady who reminded Zu Zhong before?

The two of them went up the mountain under the noses of the bodyguards.