What is self-digging a grave?

One woman is a strong man with a purple flag, so there are three men, will it be a purple flag?

The tip of the sword was pointed, and suddenly, a pavilion master and his well-behaved man fell down with Chen Bing, and his whole body began to swing, convulsing and curling up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A dignified pavilion master, he can't stand a woman's blow, the purple flag is strong, it's really strong!

All the pavilion masters felt that their breathing became short, and their hearts began to panic, and if they continued like this, they would sooner or later fall back on their heads, and between thoughts, five people had already fallen quietly.

"Anyway, it's death, everyone slaughtered this girl alive together, maybe there is still a trace of life, even if she is a strong person in the purple flag, she can withstand more than 100 of us", Zhong Yunfan, the master of the Cloud Turning Pavilion, saw that the situation was wrong, and immediately raised his arms and shouted, now there will be a trace of vitality in unity.

All of a sudden, all the pavilion masters gathered together, stepped into the ring, and surrounded Chen Bing, wanting to catch turtles in an urn.

Jun Qinghan in the audience smiled inexplicably, "That Brother Xiao didn't have it, but now there are a large number of purple flag powerhouses looking for a place for themselves, what the hell is going on, today's situation didn't follow his plan"

"It's up to you, and you're worthy!"

On the ring, Chen Bing screamed, directly imprisoned Zhong Yunfan, and with a dance of the long sword, he gently wiped it from his neck...... Blood is flying!

Zhong Yunfan's eyes widened and he fell down in disbelief.

One moment you speak boldly, the next moment you are dead by the sword!

The pavilion masters were suddenly taken aback, as the top ten pavilions in the Red Maple Hundred Pavilions, the strength of the Pavilion was extraordinary, but I didn't expect that now, the lord of this pavilion would not be blind!

Everyone involuntarily took a step back, and shot the first bird, now that Zhong Yunfan is dead, who is willing to provoke this big beam.

In a daze, Chen Bing's sword danced a hundred flowers, like a shock, and a small half of the pavilion master was instantly pierced through the chest by the long sword, pierced the abdomen, and broke the meridians, but no one died.

A sword was withdrawn, and he gently shook the snow-white skirt, which was clean and dusty, and looked at the pavilion masters indifferently, watching the blood stain the ring red, and the wind and mourning among the pavilion masters were everywhere.

Chen Bing looked at Jun Qinghan, who was unruly and lonely in the audience, and suddenly felt like crying, "Back then, this was how the eldest brother protected himself, and he fought a bloody way under the strong enemy, he didn't help the eldest brother back then, but now he can protect him and kill the bloody road for him!"

The anger in his heart surged, the lone sword groaned, broke away from Chen Bing's hand, shuttled back and forth between the pavilion masters, and was haunted, just like a poisonous snake glowing with a faint green light in the dark night, picking up the scarlet snake letter, swallowing uncertainly.

All of a sudden, all the pavilion masters hugged their heads and ran away, dodging one after another, and from time to time showing their fierce fangs, using others as shields to block the attack of the long sword, more than 100 people, under the thieves, in the same room!

Blood continued to fly in the air, gorgeous appearance, turned into a curtain of blood and flowed leisurely, Chen Bing grabbed the sword, and danced in it.

Graceful figure, swaying dancing, a sword, a beauty, dancing in the blood rain, elegant and dusty, really a bloody and bloody picture!

Under the strong purple flag, everyone has no power to parry, it is worth being beaten passively, abused, watching the long sword make up three knives and six holes on his body, embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and flying with wings!

However, this is not over, Chen Bing slowly withdrew the jade sword, leaned behind his back, his body was in the air, and then turned, "Whoa......"

A snow-white beautiful dragon was lying in the air, its huge dragon eyes staring at the people below, and the dragon's tail swept towards the pavilion masters.

It's very cool to watch Chen Chen play this trick just now, I can't help it, Chen Bing will give it a try.

This try, Chen Chen was suddenly embarrassed, this Nizi is more powerful than herself, her dragon body is stiff, and it is a little difficult to play with the master of Xiaoyun Pavilion alone, but she is good, more than 100 people, under her dragon tail, danced and played the air relay.

More than 100 people were ruthlessly swept around by the dragon's tail in the air, shuttling back and forth in the sky and on the ground...... A mouthful of stuffy blood kept poking out of his mouth, and for a while, the top of Feng Han was leisurely floating with blood rain!

Half a quarter of an hour later, everyone collapsed on the ground, the entire peak of Feng Han became pitted, uneven, and the dragon body was lying on the ring panting, but he didn't stop his movements at all, and once again slammed towards the pavilion masters who were spread on the ground.

This power is much more powerful than in the air, there is no cushion on the ground, and those standing in the distance can clearly hear the sound of bones breaking, inch by inch.

The other three dragon guards were shocked, and gasped, "Women are ruthless, they really can't be provoked", the bones of the whole body were shattered, the consequences can be imagined, they sighed in their hearts, the hatred that had been accumulated in their hearts for eighteen years, how could it be so easy to vent it?

Mo Yanyun gloated with a look of schadenfreude, "Pump, smoke him to death, one less is one, ahaha......."

But Bai Xiaopang was a little depressed, no matter how his master Bai Wujing was among them, although it seemed that he didn't receive any special treatment, but no matter how his master abused him before, how could he not repay the kindness of parenting.

Immediately ripped his throat open, "Don't hurt my master, don't hurt my master......"

Hearing this, Chen Binglong's body trembled violently and twitched heavily, what kind of sound is this?

Bai Xiaopang tore vigorously and kept calling, but Chen Bing was still the same, "Your master, I don't know who your master is?

Dongfang Youchen in the tent thought for a long time, then grabbed the broken string with one hand, and played it on it with the other, and the beating syllables sounded leisurely......

Mo Yanyun, who was hiding in the corner, recorded such a major event while smiling, and a magnificent poem gradually formed in his mind.

On the third day of March at the top of Fenghan, the lord of the Hundred Pavilion is like a mother-in-law......

Suddenly hearing Dongfang Youchen's piano sound, he stood up with a puzzled face, but he still walked towards Jun Qinghan extremely hidden.

Now Chen Bing's unilateral battle has entered the white heat, under the subversion of the dragon body, the blood of the pavilion masters seems to have been vomited, and now they are starting to clean up the white foam in their bodies!

"Brother Jun, anyway, my boss is not thin on you, now my boss is in trouble, you can't help it!"

Looking at Mo Yanyun's appearance, it was completely like Dongfang Youchen had reached some point of life and death, and he looked at the handsome tent not far away suspiciously, "What's wrong with him?"

Mo Yanyun suddenly leaned towards Jun Qinghan flatteringly, and whispered: "My boss doesn't want the Red Maple Hundred Pavilion to be destroyed, so my boss doesn't want them to die either!"

Jun Qinghan glanced at the handsome tent again, "Why is Dongfang Youchen like this?"

suppressed the doubts in his heart, looked at Chen Lin, and was apprehensive in his heart, "Dongfang Youchen must think that I have this ability, this Chen Lin will listen to me?"

Seeing Jun Qinghan's eyes, Chen Lin suddenly turned around, "Chen Feng, call Bing'er down!" He naturally heard what he said just now.

At the time of Chen Bing's activities, Jun Qinghan tried hard to explore his sea of knowledge, but no matter what, he didn't find anything related to the dragon soul, and wondered in his heart, could it be that there is a dragon hidden in my demon cultivation meridian that I don't know?

Chen Bing was out of breath and walked down with a comfortable face, the pavilion master below was now foaming at the mouth, only the slightest trace of bitter water was still hanging on the corners of his mouth and constantly stretching.

Looking at the scene of mourning everywhere, everyone suddenly trembled, and all the men suddenly trembled at the woman:

"Who said that women are not British things, and they hate to the depths and kill the sky!"

After taking revenge, the four of them immediately took Jun Qinghan and left, this place is not a place to talk......

In the sky, Jun Qinghan looked back at Leng Qinghan below, at this time, she took off her veil again, captivated the country and the city, and smiled like a flower!

Leaving behind a broken Fenghan peak, a few desolate disciples, Dongfang Youchen slowly walked out of the handsome tent, looking at the scene outside lightly, without the slightest wave, as if all this was in his expectation, and as if there was nothing in the world worthy of his surprise!

Not long after, in the underground secret room of Fenghan Pavilion, an old man with a scarred face and a wrinkled and dry body opened his eyes silently, his momentum condensed, and he quickly ran towards the top of Fenghan......

But for half an hour, looking at the Baige Pavilion Master on the ground, as well as the Baige disciples, his anger was monstrous, his son Feng Han was invincible lying on the ground without knowing whether he was alive or dead, Feng Hanjue was furious, he picked up Feng Han Invincible, and his blood suddenly shook, "This face, is it my Feng Hanjue's son?" There was no trace of integrity in the whole body.

Staring at everyone, he roared: "Who? who is it? Who dares to show off his might on the territory of my Feng Han Pavilion!" Without waiting for others to answer, another roar roared, "No matter who you are, I Feng Han will never share the sky with you!"

Ling Zhan's open mouth suddenly closed, "Your Fenghan Pavilion is extinguished, it can be described as a good thing for my Ling Xiao royal family", picked up the teacup again, and took a sip, "This tea, fragrant!"

"A trip to Fenghan Pavilion is really worth the trip, after this time, there are no old monsters in the pavilion, and they will definitely be destroyed and divided within the first time, and the Lingxiao royal family can take the opportunity to rise, ahaha...... This tea, fragrant!"

After drinking, he walked lightly towards Feng Hanjue, and said with a little respect: "Senior Feng Han, in Xia Ling Zhan, there were three men in black and a woman in white just now, and they suddenly arrived here, and they began to shout at everyone, and the pavilion masters were not convinced, so ......" The latter words were directly omitted by Ling Zhan.

"Thank you!" Feng Han's pupils shrank, and he looked at Ling Zhan suspiciously, "Why is he okay?"

Ling Zhan turned around and smiled undeniably, these things were naturally explained by Feng Han's disciples, and he made it look like he was holding a cup of tea, "This tea, fragrant!"

With Feng Han's extinction, several elders of Feng Han Pavilion also arrived here, looking at Feng Han's invincible and invincible appearance, his spine tightened, "Who did this?

Feng Hanjue yelled at the Great Elder, "What are you waiting for, the Magic Sound Bell, go and ring the Magic Sound Bell!"

So, the vote that had just come up ran down with a disgraced face, not to mention how depressed it was, "A handful of old bones, is it easy to run up and down?"

In the distance, the four dragon guards took Jun Qinghan to the top of a high mountain......