"Huh?"

Ah Tai is still the same Han Han look, according to Zhao Zicheng's instructions, Han Han's punch is still the kind that is relatively hard.

There was a muffled sound.

Zhao Zicheng's sandbag was directly shattered, and he flew out upside down, spitting blood.

After a long time, he staggered to his feet: "Lao Tzu... No matter what Lao Tzu says, he is also the pinnacle of the Six Senses..."

"You punched me with all your might, almost killing me in !!"

"Why!!"

"The rest of your life is a freak, Mu Yu is a freak, and now there is another you!"

Zhao Zicheng looked desperate, fell to the ground lazily, and didn't even bother to get up.

But Atai scratched his head and shook his head, with a sincere face: "No... No, I... I didn't use all my strength. ”

The voice behind his words became quieter and quieter, but Zhao Zicheng sat up stiffly, looked at him stiffly, and grinned reluctantly: "It's really special... Awesome! ”

"But... But I can't fly. ”

Atai wanted to cry without tears: "If you fly, I won't be able to hit you!" ”

Sun Wen glanced at Atai with a strange expression: "As far as your bouncing ability is concerned, whether you can fly, or not, even if Zhao Zicheng is in the sky, if you jump up and give him a big fight, he will die." ”

"Please don't make an example of me, thank you."

Zhao Zicheng glared at Sun Wen resentfully, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I used to be the combat elite of the 140th class, ranking among the best, but now the only person who can fight should be you..."

"Little and small, big and white, I can't beat one of the two bullying me."

Sun Wen sneered: "When I Jiujue, maybe I will have a change, and then you will be the weakest one." ”

"yes..."

Zhao Zicheng's face was full of bitterness: "I can only find a quiet, kind, beautiful wife, and have a lovely child, as for myself... Good for nothing, alas ..."

As he spoke, Zhao Zicheng looked up to the sky and sighed, while Sun Wen rolled his eyes, too lazy to take care of Zhao Zicheng anymore.

……

"Don't you really need me to keep watch for you for a few more days?"

"I feel like it's too late to stay a few more days."

"Actually, I..."

"Okay, I'll get out."

Looking at Ji Hong, who was always standing politely in front of him, Xin Yongfeng sighed: "Come alone, there is nothing to go, hurry, hurry!" ”

After saying that, Xin Yongfeng flicked his sleeves and walked towards the foot of the mountain in such a dashing manner, feeling like a master going down the mountain.

Until Ji Hong looked at his back and kindly reminded: "Old Xin, if you go any further, you may be investigated by the demon god, remember to change..."

Xin Yongfeng's dashing momentum disappeared in an instant, he looked helpless, turned into a gray bird, fluttering his wings without any image at all, and walked out of the sky stream one by one, completely different from what he expected to carry his bags and stride away, gray, and even during the period he was watched by a demon lord, he shrank in place and did not dare to move, and waited for the demon lord to leave before continuing to fly.

"I'm going to go back to my mountain after all!"

"I don't know if the stone I coiled is still there."

"There is a mountain guarded by my Xin Yongfeng, and the gods and ghosts are not close!"

Standing outside the heavenly dome stream, Xin Yongfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and in an instant, he was full of pride, and just according to the temperament made up by his brain, he strode in the direction of the human race again.

……

"Terran, are you sure you want to intervene in this situation?"

"Think clearly..."

"This is not the Demon Suppression Pass, and there is no need to act according to the contract."

"You're going to lose your life!"

Looking at the Eight Senses of the Terran who came from the direction of the Demon Pass, the old white ape's voice was a little cold, and he spoke indifferently.

Zhong Yushu sneered twice, and looked at the old white ape below sarcastically: "Tsk, you have only been the master of the demon domain for a few days, what kind of qualifications, just chat with me like this?" ”

"When I was guarding the Demon Pass, you were still a grandson in the Ten Thousand Demon Forest."

"If you move the rest of your life, you will move our human race."

"Don't say he's the Pavilion Master of the Ink Pavilion, even if he's just an ordinary person, it's not good!"

As he spoke, a virtual blood-colored dragon suddenly appeared behind Zhong Yushu, surrounding him, his cold pupils staring straight in the direction of the old white ape.

The old white ape chuckled and shook his head slightly: "Sure enough, after all, I retreated too much before, which makes you think... I'm a demon domain, and it's easy to bully. ”

"In that case..."

"Let's kill a few more Eight Senses today."

"As long as you Terrans don't feel distressed."

As he spoke, the old white ape lost the interest in continuing to talk, and only waved his hand slightly.

In a moment, several demon lords withdrew from the encirclement and confronted the five Eight Senses of the Terran race.

Until a few old men of Qijue hurried over...

It seemed that they were afraid that these Eight Jue would question them, so they behaved even more honorably, and as soon as they arrived, they scolded: "A bunch of dogs, drive and bully my Moge Pavilion Master, get them!" ”