"The green mountains are still there,

Several degrees of sunset red. ”

When Liu Ying stepped on the docking, it was already the evening of Jialanxing, but there was a formation guard here, surrounded by dense fog all the time, and I couldn't see the magnificent sunset of Jialanxing, and I couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

At a glance, the vast land of a hundred miles of land is full of people, the houses are like people, inviting friends to gather friends, setting up stalls to replace people, enclosing self-conscious, fighting and noisy, one after another, and so on.

It's just that no matter what kind of fighting, it is suppressed within a controllable range, and once a person in a green robe approaches to inquire, the rest of the people laugh and disperse.

Liu Ying nodded secretly, the Sanssouci League has made a great reputation, and it seems that it is really not in vain.

As the crowd dispersed, most of the Renyi Village Youth League, who were going out for the first time, couldn't help but feel a little bit of a monk and didn't know what to do.

Liu Ying is also a little nerve-wracking, I really don't understand how those old people in Renyi Village can rest assured that these stunned people go out alone, not to mention sending a team leader to control it, even if it is good to arrange the itinerary!

There was something wrong with this inside and out, which made Liu Ying, who was in the dark, uncomfortable.

Liu Ying was pondering here, but his keen five senses found that someone was peeking at him, looked up and looked back, and found that it was actually a young man from Renyi Village, and all the staff, including Li Xiao, were looking at him with a look waiting for a decision.

Liu Ying suddenly realized, patted her head, fuck, could it be herself, she was actually the unlucky team leader?!

He didn't know that his historical achievements had already been deliberately guided by the fat father and spread throughout the village, and he had become a small legend among the scattered people.

And the battle that defeated Li Xiao cleanly in public gave many teenagers who were in the age of worshipping heroes a shock of absolute strength.

It's just that the teenagers are thin and awkward, and under the hostility of the eldest brother and the encouragement of the eldest sister and the thirteenth, they have always deliberately maintained a detached and indifferent attitude.

But just now, Liu Ying helped them fight with outsiders, rescued Li Xiao, recaptured the "Fire Dance", and stood at the forefront to resist the senior brother of Storm Valley. The broad back inadvertently gained some recognition from this group of young people.

I have to say, this is really a bonus.

Li Xiao looked at Liu Ying quietly, and his complicated eyes revealed the unrest in his heart.

Thirteen was ignorant and felt that the atmosphere was very strange, but he didn't know why, so he simply focused on the new and interesting things around him, and was too lazy to think about it.

Now, Liu Ying is even more uncomfortable: we are not a nanny!

Yang Tian was speechless.

Fortunately, at this embarrassing time, Wang Fatzi stood up.

The little fat man patted his head and muttered, "I almost forgot." ”

As he spoke, he took out two crystal clear drop-shaped nameplates from the pockets of his clothes, poured his vitality and pinched them vigorously, and the nameplates suddenly spun and floated in the air, and then each shot a white light into the sky, trickling thin and clear, but not dispersed for a long time.

Chubby turned around and explained, "We have an invitation, just wait here for the reception." ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and many people looked at the crowd around them with envious eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little proud.

But this kind of self-satisfied look is also a little tiring after a long time, because the reception person never appears, and the messy teenagers in the wind add infinite embarrassment.

During this long wait, there were also lights shining in the distance from time to time, but the sharp-eyed willow shadow observed that those lights were either purple or red. In the colorful shining, there is no white light like himself, and his heart is suddenly clear.

Looking at the Tsing Yi man patrolling in the distance and maintaining security, the eyes that glanced over here revealed a faint contempt and mockery, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Putting away the smile on the corner of his mouth, and throwing away the three points of laziness in disguise, Liu Ying raised his feet and walked forward.

Unexpectedly, the first one to follow closely was not the fat man, but Li Xiao.

Xiaopang and Zhaoshi hurriedly followed, and the rest of the people glanced at each other, and then they chased after each other with apprehension.

The road is not far away, and the pyramidal buildings in the distance are really eye-catching. The willow shadow's clothes fluttered with the wind, and the pace was steady and peculiar, and the people who followed gradually became accustomed to this rhythm, and the more they walked, the more neat they became, and the more resolute they went.

Dozens of tall and majestic young men, with anger and calf air, strode neatly and solemnly towards the pyramid.

This momentum suddenly aroused a lot of eyes and surprise.

What are these bastards going to do?

Provocation at the congress presided over by the eight major factions?

Gang killing, I never know what it means to be soft!

Liu Ying was originally a mercenary who was killed in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, but once he put away that deliberate disguise, the bloody murderous aura on his body spread like substance, and immediately alarmed the patrol guards of the Sanssouci Alliance.

"Stop! The Doufa Summit is important, and idlers are not allowed to enter!"

"Spread out!"

"Scattered children, dare to make trouble here!"

Several scolds and angry scoldings came together, and in a flash, the Tsing Yi brocade robe, which had not seen a ghost for most of the day, surrounded Liu Ying and others, as dense as an iron bucket!

The tall man in front of him kept walking, and with a slap, he slapped at Liu Ying's face, scolding in his mouth: "Scattered little cub, let your uncle teach you the rules!"

The gang's snubbing Liu Ying actually didn't care too much, but such abuse and domineering made Liu Ying's eyes cold.

Facing the fan-like slap, Liu Ying's thoughts couldn't help but be a little confused, as if the sick bear instructor also liked to use this trick to greet recruits.

Looking as if he was frightened, Liu Ying, who stood in place and didn't know how to dodge at all, the sharp howling eyes that separated him one step away were magical, and his feet stood like javelins, but he didn't mean to shoot at all.

The young people behind him were stunned, and the ridicule of the children of the Worry-Free Alliance around them was even worse, only the little fat man had the most confidence in Liu Ying, but instead reached out and grabbed Zhao Shi, who was about to rush out.

"Smack~"

A crisp slap sounded.

There was a death silence.

The tall man had half of his cheeks flushed, staring at his palms in confusion, not knowing what was going on.

"Brother Gua, you, what are you doing, well?"

The beaten man didn't move, and the tall man who hit the person suddenly slapped himself halfway through the slap and slapped himself hard. This inexplicable turn of events stunned everyone.

The acquaintance's hesitant inquiry finally woke up Brother Gua, stroked his cheeks in severe pain, and screamed in horror: "Raised by a pig girl, you dare to use the demon law!"

The crying scream in his mouth was to cover up the yin trick under his feet, and he kicked the crotch of Liu Ying silently, with hatred and shame, the tall man is obviously going to cut off the kid on the other side!

"Uh~ah!"

Hundreds of men on both sides of the enemy unconsciously clamped their legs, and they couldn't bear to turn their heads, feeling that the urine was gushing and about to erupt.

This time, everyone watched clearly, Gua Ge's cruel kick suddenly fell into a trance when it touched Liu Ying's body, and suddenly turned 180 degrees, violating physical conventions, mercilessly, and stepped on his crotch fiercely, as if he had a deep grudge against his children and grandchildren.

And from beginning to end, Liu Ying looked at it senselessly, coldly, and didn't move.

In Brother Gua's miserable hiss, Liu Ying looked around with cold eyes, and stepped forward again, the killing aura on his body was like substance, cold and bone-threatening.

The Sanssouci Alliance gang members who stood in front of each shivered, and unconsciously clamped their legs to avoid their gaze. But the rules of the alliance are strict, although the feet are sore and the breathing is difficult, but they dare not retreat easily.

In a cold sweat, a gloomy voice came from behind, finally saving their lives.

"Who's making a fuss here?"

Several people breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly separated left and right, revealing a person flying behind them.

I saw that this person was dressed in gray, his face was like a long bow, his nose was like an eagle's hook, his eyes were half-closed, and there was an eagle looking at a wolf between Gu Pan. His arms and legs were wrapped around the leather box, and the four meniscus blades were inserted in the middle, and the whole person was like a blood-stained murder weapon, which was extremely fierce.

"Ah, see, I've seen the Wen Gang Master!"

Seeing that it was him, several people who were relieved were shocked and almost fell, and hurriedly bowed down and saluted, trembling and shouting.

"Humph!"

There was a cold snort in his nose, and he didn't even have a pair of eyelids when he smelled the dragon, and someone trembled and reported the incident to him.

Wen Twister's heels shook rhythmically, listening to these trivial chores very impatiently, without the slightest interest. If it weren't for the assignment of him to duty today, he would be impatient to delay his precious time for cultivation here.

It wasn't until he listened to Gua Ge's bizarre "self-harm" behavior that he looked up at Liu Ying with interest.

Liu Ying looked at this person with an indifferent expression, and his eyes touched the narrow and dim snake-shaped eyes in front of him, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

The battle at the head of Qixia Peak was short and fierce, and those few pieces of gold and jade, destroying the world, were the only ones he had seen in his life. As far as the killing ruthlessness of the battle itself is concerned, it is enough to rank first among all the current battles of Liu Ying.

The leader of the Australopus Gang, a real saint-level master, is a ruthless man who pushes the Auger Gang to the throne of the "Eight Great Factions" with his own combat power - Wen Twister!

Wen Jiulong didn't recognize Liu Ying, firstly because the sky was unknown on the day of the battle between the two, and the time was extremely short, and also because Liu Ying experienced the incredible "Fire Yuan Purge" in the Three Yuan Realm!

After encountering that rare opportunity, Liu Ying at this time, whether it is height, bones, temperament, or eyes, is like two people.

If Liu Ying at the head of Qixia Peak is still a sharp sword, then at this time, he is more like a piece of deep-sea dark iron that has been forged and tempered thousands of times and beaten thousands of times.

Heavy, yet restrained.

"What kind of kung fu is that? Lu show me. ”

The flat tone, the unquestionable tone, accompanied by a scream, Wen Twister's shoulders did not move, and his hips did not move, and a whip leg slashed at Liu Ying at an angle of 45 degrees.

As soon as the wind on his legs rose, Liu Ying's hair was already standing upside down, his eyebrows and eyes were difficult to open, goosebumps on his skin suddenly bulged, and the air between his noses seemed to have been emptied.

"Dou Zhuan Xing Shifting" is indeed miraculous! Among the more than 100 cheats that Liu Ying has read this month, it is enough to rank in the top three.

However, these exercises are only a superficial taste, based on observation and reference, and mainly picking scales and claws, and it is impossible to really spend effort to complete the cultivation one by one.

Therefore, using it to bully the mediocre and shallow people is easy to talk and laugh about. Used to deal with a saint-level master like Wen Tielong? That is, the old birthday star hanged himself—he was too long.

After the failure to assassinate Yu Lili, who had just entered the Holy Rank, Liu Ying once evaluated herself as "more than one ace, but not enough Holy Rank".

So now, how to deal with this veteran holy warrior in front of the enemy, who is ruthless and invincible?