"Wang Ba Lamb, dare to take Lao Tzu's words as a fart, dare to openly provoke Lao Tzu, you are really fucking tired and crooked!" Jiang Wuya was really angry, very angry, the fire was too big, he couldn't bear it, he shook his hand and threw out his eight-sided purple gold hammer, and smashed it at Long Xiaoyao, he wanted to destroy Long Xiaoyao, he wanted to smash Long Xiaoyao into shit, otherwise it would be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

It's so fierce, so sudden.

However, it's nothing, it's not difficult to dodge the Purple Gold Hammer, not at all.

After all, there is a distance between Jiang Wuya and Long Xiaoyao, although it is only less than ten zhang away, but this is enough, the time it takes for the purple gold hammer to fly ten zhang is enough for Long Xiaoyao to run a long way.

However, Long Xiaoyao did not run to the side.

He wasn't stunned, he knew very well that with his current strength, it was probably impossible to catch the rapidly flying purple gold hammer, and if he insisted on catching it, he was afraid that it would be difficult to have a good one.

Hard connection, obviously not working, too unwise.

He didn't have a magic weapon, and he couldn't take it away and couldn't stop the purple gold hammer.

King Kong is not bad, and he will not either, so naturally he will not be hit hard by the purple gold hammer.

Just kidding, he's not a brain-dead idiot, and he's definitely not a perverted masochist, so how can he ask for hardship?

Hide, it's a must.

As soon as he saw the purple gold hammer smashing towards him, Long Xiaoyao did not hesitate, his feet suddenly exerted force, and with a click, he stomped out of the roof under his feet, and then jumped directly down.

If nothing else, the purple gold hammer is too fierce, and the roof will definitely not be able to stop it, if there are people in the house, it is very likely to suffer, how can he not care?

As a result, it was not bad, although the house was smashed by the purple gold hammer, there were no casualties.

Of course, thanks to Long Yao, if he hadn't rushed into the house and picked up a sleeping little boy first, the little boy would definitely die, because the place where the Zijin hammer fell was where the little boy slept.

Damn it!

It's so hateful!

Long Xiaoyao was so angry and angry, he really wanted to unload Jiang Wuya and feed the dog immediately.

However, he also knew that this was unrealistic, after all, Jiang Wuya was too powerful, and with his current kung fu, he couldn't beat the bastard surnamed Jiang at all.

Those who know the times are Junjie.

Since you can't beat it, it's better not to provoke Jiang Dawang for the time being, otherwise it is likely to be more auspicious and less auspicious, if you really lose your life, if you want to take revenge, it will be completely useless.

Stay in the green mountains, don't worry about no firewood.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Anyway, the news that there is food in the Soul Eater Forest has come out, and Long Xiaoyao doesn't want to waste any more time here, after all, this place is too dangerous, and it is harmful to stay here, not to mention that there are countless hungry people elsewhere waiting for him to save their lives, so it is better to leave as soon as possible.

After making up his mind, Long Xiaoyao did not hesitate, put the little boy who was sleeping very sweetly in his arms on the ground, and then performed light skills, and flew directly into the distance: "Jiang Wuya, you bastard, you wait for me, this young master will take your dog life sooner or later, I swear!"

"Want Lao Tzu's life, hmph, you bastard have to have that chance!" A very grim voice suddenly sounded, and before Long Yao could react, Jiang Wuya had already appeared in front of him like a ghost.

Oh my God, it's miserable!

Long Xiaoyao was taken aback, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, but his head was still quite clear, and he knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to get better today, since this was the case, he had no choice but to fight.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.

Without hesitation, Long Xiaoyao gritted his teeth, put out his palms together, and attacked Jiang Wuya abruptly.

"I can't help myself!" Jiang Wuya was very disdainful, and waved his hand is a palm.

As a result, the last to come first, Jiang Wuya slapped Long Xiaoyao's heart with a palm.

Fierce, the strength is too domineering.

Long Xiaoyao, who was in the middle of the palm, directly spewed blood from his mouth, shot backwards like a cannonball, flew far away, and after collapsing several very thick walls, he smashed it on the ground, smashing a large hole.

Ruthless, too ruthless.

Long Xiaoyao felt that his ribs were discounted several times, and his internal organs were about to shatter.

It hurts, it hurts!

The qi and blood in his body surged up and hit him badly, his throat was sweet, his eyes were black, and it was difficult to breathe, and Long Xiaoyao almost fainted on the spot.