Chapter 107: Ming Chi

The small pavilion is constantly fighting, and the explosion is flying.

Seeing that the girl had been carried away, Yan Gong's cruel interest suddenly disappeared, and he picked up two heavy iron palms and slammed them, blocking Murong Xing's legs, and his face was gloomy and he snorted coldly:

"Wait for a kind!"

The millet on the side was like a bright star, and he fled away from the battle in an instant, and he retreated solemnly when he collided with Luojing.

I don't know why this kid's strength is so great, the two swords made his mouth bloody and his breath unstable.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, so let's take it. Luo Jingchong raised another sword, and the waves flew quickly.

Iwamiya's villainous face seems to expose the ugly human nature, cruel, cunning, and tyrannical.

Yan Wuyi thought that it was too late to stop, the small pavilion was narrow, and it was not a good place to fight.

"Hoo ......"

When the conflict was about to start again, a strong wind blew, and in an instant, blue rays overflowed, like a rainstorm pear blossom suddenly fell in a basket of flowers, and it was easy to wipe out the sword momentum of the falling scene, and everything returned to calm.

"How can Xiao Ge withstand the destruction of Tianjiao's hegemony, if a few people want to learn from each other, they can go to the Luojia Battle Platform by themselves. A lazy voice sounded from behind him, not angry and arrogant, and imposing.

Yan Wuyi looked over, but saw a graceful and luxurious rich boy walking forward leisurely.

This person is the owner of the East Gate Restaurant, Dongyangchen.

The handsome color is like white jade, and the wind is heavy and gloomy step by step.

"Thank you to the four friends for helping the maid in the building, Dongyang is grateful, specially prepared thin wine, and I hope you will appreciate your face. Dongyang Chen swept Yan Wuyi and the four of them, and couldn't help but secretly marvel, there are not many young warriors with such a chivalrous heart.

"This matter is the fault of the restaurant, my dereliction of duty, please forgive me. ”

This Dongyangchen is not offended by any party, but he does not show his weakness.

"If you can't even manage your subordinates well, Dongmen Restaurant won't be open for long. ”

Iwamiya sneered, took a cyan silk handkerchief on the table, wiped his hands, and threw it on the ground at random.

"Yan Wuyi, right, you kid is good. ”

From beginning to end, Yan Gong didn't take a look at Luo Jingchong, although he was entangled by Murong Xing, he also paid attention to Yan Wuyi and Tang Li's movements, and it was rare for a young man who could block Luo Dong's palm.

"If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, Iwamiya, you will eventually taste the bitter fruits of evil. Yan Wuyi smiled mildly and calmly, regained his momentum, and was surprised in his heart.

He had never seen such a perverted person, but he didn't dare to despise the other party, since Iwamiya had the ability to get out of the rape and murder case, he would never be a mediocre and mediocre nobleman.

"Count your fate, he will be a sword to teach you to be a man. Luo Jingchong gritted his teeth with hatred, and his anger surfaced, but when he saw that there were two elderly men with mixed breaths behind Dong Yangchen, he knew that it was impossible to fight again.

"Tonight's events have been written down, farewell!"

Yan Gong Jian's eyebrows trembled slightly, his eyes showed suspicion, and he bowed his hand towards Yan Wuyi and Tang Liwei.

Then he went out freely, but no one dared to stop him in the East Gate Restaurant.

The corners of Mi Zi's mouth were slightly upturned, and he was proud of his anger, and he glanced at Luo Jingchong and then left.

The leyline realm can break into the top ten of the inner door of the Cold Light Sword Pavilion, which is enough to prove the evil place of Luojing Chong, and the confrontation of a few rounds tonight has made Mi Zi quite shocked.