"Banzha, what should I do?" Qi Zehui stomped his feet anxiously, looking eager to try but cowering: "If you want to find a bucket to extinguish the fire now, it may be too late!"

"Then don't wait!"

"Huh?"

He turned his head in surprise, but saw Xiao shouting, untying the knot, and his figure suddenly half-spun and lowered, pushing the 100-pound vajra seat out stiffly.

I only heard a "hula" sound, and the heavy Vajra seat flew out at high speed, collapsing the burning courtyard wall in an instant, crackling and bursting out a large cloud of sparks, and the surging air waves also blew the flames out of a big gap.

"Hey—"

Xiao saw the right moment, and a flying swoop passed through, and the separate flames quickly closed, engulfing his figure without a trace.

"Good guy, you don't want to fucking die, and the master is also out of the way!"

Seeing this, Qi Zehui was not shocked and laughed, took two steps back at the moment, and then screamed strangely, and rushed in with the strength of the wine.

The tumbling heat wave immediately hit his face, and Qi Zehui immediately felt that the water in his whole body was rapidly evaporating, and the pain in his heart tore at every piece of skin and flesh, and he could even clearly smell the indescribable smell of burning. Therefore, Qi Zehui, who followed up with his own life, immediately regretted it.

Fortunately, this wall of fire was not as fierce and vast as it used to be in the Hongye Underground Palace, and after about two or three seconds, the temperature suddenly decreased, and at the same time, a powerful big hand also stretched out, pulling him to a relatively safe open space.

"You're not ambiguous!" Xiao reached out and patted away a small cluster of flames burning on his friend's hair, laughing and laughing, "How is it, is there any injury?"

"It's not hurt, but if you roast it for a while, this leg will have to be renamed Flower Hoof!"

After the burning fire, the wet mud on the soles of Qi Zehui's feet had dried up into a solid lump, firmly wrapping his entire foot, and he stomped lightly, and the clods made a solid muffled sound.

"If your stinky feet are like this, I won't want to touch the rooster again!" Xiao, who was full of red faces, smiled, and then said with a straight face: "Quick, they are in front!"

"Okay, let's go quickly!" Qi Zehui snorted coldly, "The young master wants to see, who is the sacred who set fire to the mountain here?"

After that, the two of them no longer hesitated, leaned down one after the other, avoided the billowing smoke, opened the way with the Vajra Throne, shuttled through the burning house with ease, and approached the center of the inner courtyard little by little, where the sound of the fight was like thunder.

"Quick, look!" Qi Zehui, who was bypassing a corner, suddenly grabbed the hem of his friend's clothes, pointed to a roof ridge in the distance and shouted:

"There it is!"

"Huh?"

Xiao suddenly looked up, and saw that on the high ancestral hall in the inner courtyard, there were two emaciated and tall people, fighting together in "ping pong", two shadows, one black and one white, colliding left and right at a speed that ordinary people could not understand, and the situation was extremely fierce.

The flames rising under their feet were shaken by the overflowing true qi and roared like a dragon, and the distorted illusory air made their figures look a little distorted, as if they were two peerless masters, who were engaged in the final life-and-death duel on the night of the collapse of the world.

"It's amazing...... Qi Zehui looked at the extremely fierce and unsparing collision of every move, touched his dry chin at the moment, and sighed sincerely: "Tut...... I didn't expect that Vientiane Pavilion would have such a master, and he could fight back and forth with the white-robed and golden-robed Kunlun master!"

"Vientiane Pavilion, I don't think it's ......" Xiao sneered, his deep internal strength was beyond the reach of an extraordinary martial artist, even though he was separated by more than a dozen zhang and countless raging tongues of fire, but the appearance of the black-robed man, he could see it clearly.

That person is clearly the so-called "hero" Xu Kunshan, who has a bad record.

"Xu Kunshan, damn it, the master knows that it must be no good for that old thing to come here!" Qi Zehui heard this, and immediately became angry, and scolded angrily: "We haven't asked him to settle the previous account, he is good, but he is here again to start causing trouble!"

"Don't you give him some color?" Xiao snorted coldly, lowered his body, and was about to rush up to intervene in the duel between the two, but the friend behind him stretched out his big hand and grabbed his arm.

"Ergou, you?" Xiao turned his head suspiciously and asked, "What is this for?"

"Xu Laogou is suddenly hateful, but if you want me to say, the people in this Kunlun faction are not good birds, such a good thing of dog eats dog, why don't you enjoy it first?" Qi Zehui smiled and said mysteriously.

"But ......"

"Hey, how can there be so much, but you can't see it, right?" Qi Zehui smiled evilly, "Although these two old guys look comparable, but that old dog is clearly a little weak, although the offensive seems to have the upper hand at the moment, but when the strength is dispersed, it is difficult to say who will win and who will lose!"

“...... Okay......" Xiao looked at the two people fighting in the distance, the angry Xu Kunshan's offensive was so obvious that it was a matter of time before he ran out of strength, so he scratched his brittle hair, and his heart was too, so the two of them looked for a cooler place, and peeped more and more intently.

Xu Kunshan and the head of Kunlun are worthy of "Banzha, what should I do?" Qi Zehui stomped his feet anxiously, looking eager to try but cowering: "If you want to find a bucket to extinguish the fire now, it may be too late!"

"Then don't wait!"

"Huh?"

He turned his head in surprise, but saw Xiao shouting, untying the knot, and his figure suddenly half-spun and lowered, pushing the 100-pound vajra seat out stiffly.

I only heard a "hula" sound, and the heavy Vajra seat flew out at high speed, collapsing the burning courtyard wall in an instant, crackling and bursting out a large cloud of sparks, and the surging air waves also blew the flames out of a big gap.

"Hey—"

Xiao saw the right moment, and a flying swoop passed through, and the separate flames quickly closed, engulfing his figure without a trace.

"Good guy, you don't want to fucking die, and the master is also out of the way!"

Seeing this, Qi Zehui was not shocked and laughed, took two steps back at the moment, and then screamed strangely, and rushed in with the strength of the wine.

The tumbling heat wave immediately hit his face, and Qi Zehui immediately felt that the water in his whole body was rapidly evaporating, and the pain in his heart tore at every piece of skin and flesh, and he could even clearly smell the indescribable smell of burning. Therefore, Qi Zehui, who followed up with his own life, immediately regretted it.

Fortunately, this wall of fire was not as fierce and vast as it used to be in the Hongye Underground Palace, and after about two or three seconds, the temperature suddenly decreased, and at the same time, a powerful big hand also stretched out, pulling him to a relatively safe open space.

"You're not ambiguous!" Xiao reached out and patted away a small cluster of flames burning on his friend's hair, laughing and laughing, "How is it, is there any injury?"

"It's not hurt, but if you roast it for a while, this leg will have to be renamed Flower Hoof!"

After the burning fire, the wet mud on the soles of Qi Zehui's feet had dried up into a solid lump, firmly wrapping his entire foot, and he stomped lightly, and the clods made a solid muffled sound.

"If your stinky feet are like this, I won't want to touch the rooster again!" Xiao, who was full of red faces, smiled, and then said with a straight face: "Quick, they are in front!"

"Okay, let's go quickly!" Qi Zehui snorted coldly, "The young master wants to see, who is the sacred who set fire to the mountain here?"

After that, the two of them no longer hesitated, leaned down one after the other, avoided the billowing smoke, opened the way with the Vajra Throne, shuttled through the burning house with ease, and approached the center of the inner courtyard little by little, where the sound of the fight was like thunder.

"Quick, look!" Qi Zehui, who was bypassing a corner, suddenly grabbed the hem of his friend's clothes, pointed to a roof ridge in the distance and shouted:

"There it is!"

"Huh?"

Xiao suddenly looked up, and saw that on the high ancestral hall in the inner courtyard, there were two emaciated and tall people, fighting together in "ping pong", two shadows, one black and one white, colliding left and right at a speed that ordinary people could not understand, and the situation was extremely fierce.

The flames rising under their feet were shaken by the overflowing true qi and roared like a dragon, and the distorted illusory air made their figures look a little distorted, as if they were two peerless masters, who were engaged in the final life-and-death duel on the night of the collapse of the world.

"It's amazing...... Qi Zehui looked at the extremely fierce and unsparing collision of every move, touched his dry chin at the moment, and sighed sincerely: "Tut...... I didn't expect that Vientiane Pavilion would have such a master, and he could fight back and forth with the white-robed and golden-robed Kunlun master!"

"Vientiane Pavilion, I don't think it's ......" Xiao sneered, his deep internal strength was beyond the reach of an extraordinary martial artist, even though he was separated by more than a dozen zhang and countless raging tongues of fire, but the appearance of the black-robed man, he could see it clearly.

That person is clearly the so-called "hero" Xu Kunshan, who has a bad record.

"Xu Kunshan, damn it, the master knows that it must be no good for that old thing to come here!" Qi Zehui heard this, and immediately became angry, and scolded angrily: "We haven't asked him to settle the previous account, he is good, but he is here again to start causing trouble!"

"Don't you give him some color?" Xiao snorted coldly, lowered his body, and was about to rush up to intervene in the duel between the two, but the friend behind him stretched out his big hand and grabbed his arm.

"Ergou, you?" Xiao turned his head suspiciously and asked, "What is this for?"

"Xu Laogou is suddenly hateful, but if you want me to say, the people in this Kunlun faction are not good birds, such a good thing of dog eats dog, why don't you enjoy it first?" Qi Zehui smiled and said mysteriously.

"But ......"

"Hey, how can there be so much, but you can't see it, right?" Qi Zehui smiled evilly, "Although these two old guys look comparable, but that old dog is clearly a little weak, although the offensive seems to have the upper hand at the moment, but when the strength is dispersed, it is difficult to say who will win and who will lose!"

“...... Okay......" Xiao looked at the two people fighting in the distance, the angry Xu Kunshan's offensive was so obvious that it was a matter of time before he ran out of strength, so he scratched his brittle hair, and his heart was too, so the two of them looked for a cooler place, and peeped more and more intently.

Xu Kunshan and the head of Kunlun are worthy of "Banzha, what should I do?" Qi Zehui stomped his feet anxiously, looking eager to try but cowering: "If you want to find a bucket to extinguish the fire now, it may be too late!"

"Then don't wait!"

"Huh?"

He turned his head in surprise, but saw Xiao shouting, untying the knot, and his figure suddenly half-spun and lowered, pushing the 100-pound vajra seat out stiffly.

I only heard a "hula" sound, and the heavy Vajra seat flew out at high speed, collapsing the burning courtyard wall in an instant, crackling and bursting out a large cloud of sparks, and the surging air waves also blew the flames out of a big gap.

"Hey—"

Xiao saw the right moment, and a flying swoop passed through, and the separate flames quickly closed, engulfing his figure without a trace.

"Good guy, you don't want to fucking die, and the master is also out of the way!"

Seeing this, Qi Zehui was not shocked and laughed, took two steps back at the moment, and then screamed strangely, and rushed in with the strength of the wine.

The tumbling heat wave immediately hit his face, and Qi Zehui immediately felt that the water in his whole body was rapidly evaporating, and the pain in his heart tore at every piece of skin and flesh, and he could even clearly smell the indescribable smell of burning. Therefore, Qi Zehui, who followed up with his own life, immediately regretted it.

Fortunately, this wall of fire was not as fierce and vast as it used to be in the Hongye Underground Palace, and after about two or three seconds, the temperature suddenly decreased, and at the same time, a powerful big hand also stretched out, pulling him to a relatively safe open space.

"You're not ambiguous!" Xiao reached out and patted away a small cluster of flames burning on his friend's hair, laughing and laughing, "How is it, is there any injury?"

"It's not hurt, but if you roast it for a while, this leg will have to be renamed Flower Hoof!"

After the burning fire, the wet mud on the soles of Qi Zehui's feet had dried up into a solid lump, firmly wrapping his entire foot, and he stomped lightly, and the clods made a solid muffled sound.

"If your stinky feet are like this, I won't want to touch the rooster again!" Xiao, who was full of red faces, smiled, and then said with a straight face: "Quick, they are in front!"

"Okay, let's go quickly!" Qi Zehui snorted coldly, "The young master wants to see, who is the sacred who set fire to the mountain here?"

After that, the two of them no longer hesitated, leaned down one after the other, avoided the billowing smoke, opened the way with the Vajra Throne, shuttled through the burning house with ease, and approached the center of the inner courtyard little by little, where the sound of the fight was like thunder.

"Quick, look!" Qi Zehui, who was bypassing a corner, suddenly grabbed the hem of his friend's clothes, pointed to a roof ridge in the distance and shouted:

"There it is!"

"Huh?"

Xiao suddenly looked up, and saw that on the high ancestral hall in the inner courtyard, there were two emaciated and tall people, fighting together in "ping pong", two shadows, one black and one white, colliding left and right at a speed that ordinary people could not understand, and the situation was extremely fierce.

The flames rising under their feet were shaken by the overflowing true qi and roared like a dragon, and the distorted illusory air made their figures look a little distorted, as if they were two peerless masters, who were engaged in the final life-and-death duel on the night of the collapse of the world.

"It's amazing...... Qi Zehui looked at the extremely fierce and unsparing collision of every move, touched his dry chin at the moment, and sighed sincerely: "Tut...... I didn't expect that Vientiane Pavilion would have such a master, and he could fight back and forth with the white-robed and golden-robed Kunlun master!"

"Vientiane Pavilion, I don't think it's ......" Xiao sneered, his deep internal strength was beyond the reach of an extraordinary martial artist, even though he was separated by more than a dozen zhang and countless raging tongues of fire, but the appearance of the black-robed man, he could see it clearly.

That person is clearly the so-called "hero" Xu Kunshan, who has a bad record.

"Xu Kunshan, damn it, the master knows that it must be no good for that old thing to come here!" Qi Zehui heard this, and immediately became angry, and scolded angrily: "We haven't asked him to settle the previous account, he is good, but he is here again to start causing trouble!"

"Don't you give him some color?" Xiao snorted coldly, lowered his body, and was about to rush up to intervene in the duel between the two, but the friend behind him stretched out his big hand and grabbed his arm.

"Ergou, you?" Xiao turned his head suspiciously and asked, "What is this for?"

"Xu Laogou is suddenly hateful, but if you want me to say, the people in this Kunlun faction are not good birds, such a good thing of dog eats dog, why don't you enjoy it first?" Qi Zehui smiled and said mysteriously.

"But ......"

"Hey, how can there be so much, but you can't see it, right?" Qi Zehui smiled evilly, "Although these two old guys look comparable, but that old dog is clearly a little weak, although the offensive seems to have the upper hand at the moment, but when the strength is dispersed, it is difficult to say who will win and who will lose!"

“...... Okay......" Xiao looked at the two people fighting in the distance, the angry Xu Kunshan's offensive was so obvious that it was a matter of time before he ran out of strength, so he scratched his brittle hair, and his heart was too, so the two of them looked for a cooler place, and peeped more and more intently.

Xu Kunshan and Kunlun are worthy of being the masters

Banzha Zhen Wulin /book/83716/