"What?

Seeing that his words had suppressed more than 20 people, the prince secretly rejoiced, and thought in his heart whether to run to Sanhezhuang, or retreat to the miasma and live under the command of Shen Rong.

If you return to the miasma, you will lose your freedom forever, and besides, Dajie has left the miasma, and it is impossible to turn back!

Then you can only run to Sanhezhuang!

However, the Han family of Sanhezhuang is dominant, he killed the two sons of the Han family, and there is an old man with evil thoughts.

For a while, Wang Zimo had a feeling that the world was big and there was nowhere to stay.

Back to Baiyun Temple?

That's a good idea.

I just don't know which one is more powerful, Gong Ju, who is in the Heaven Splitting Question, or Han Dudu, who is at the peak of the Five Elements.

In case the old puppet is about to pass, every one of Baiyunguan can withstand it, wouldn't it provoke right and wrong for Baiyunguan?

"You have never met, how can you conclude that I am the remnant of the Lu family? My surname is Wang, there is a misunderstanding, why make a fuss?"

Wang Zimo's head turned quickly, and his mouth was not idle.

"Otherwise, I'll shout one, two, three, everyone put down the guy in their hands at the same time, and turn the fight into a jade silk, how about it? Brother Yin and Yang? It's okay to call Brother Tai like this, brother, I'll compensate you for what I just said!"

"Humph!"

Bu Yinyang snorted with his nose, turned his head and shouted to the scholars who were intimidated by the prince: "How can the University Supervisor of Weiguo Hou Li look at the wrong person?"

"Hey, Bu Yinyang!"

Wang Zimo pinched the jade paper in both hands and put it together.

"If that's what you say, then let's have a good break! Over there is the ancestral hall, let's take a look at the eight generations of our ancestors and see what my surname is!"

The prince pointed to Sanhezhuang and was about to move forward.

It is worthy of a lot of people with sharp eyes, and the man who manipulated the five-party flag suddenly found that the red jade paper in Wang Zimo's hand was very similar to the red-clothed protector behind him.

He shook the Soul Bell in his hand, looking closer to see more sure of his thoughts. The person on the jade paper and the red-clothed protector dodged at the same time. He quietly told everyone about this discovery, and let them put on a show and tease this shameless scum well!

When the man shook the soul bell, Mo Hongyan had already discovered that Wang Zimo was recognized by others.

She reluctantly walked in front of Wang Zimo, reached out and grabbed the jade paper that depicted her appearance, put it in her palm and slammed it into pieces.

"Lord, stop acting, people have already found out. Giggle......"

Mo Hong's eyes were like silk, the smiling branches trembled, and after taking off the cloak, the smooth back attracted the eyes of countless blood and energy.

"But Hongyan also wants to thank the lord for finding the two percent of the cultivation that has been lost for many years for the slave family!"

At this time, Dai Xiaomo also rolled her eyes, reached out to retrieve the jade paper that depicted herself, thought about it and stuffed it back: "I thought you had some strange help from you, it turned out that it was still up to the two of us!"

"Huh

"Hmph! Hugh has to delay time! Arrest the remnants of the Lu clan!"

"I said, my surname is Lu, my surname is Wang!"

"Arrest the remnants of the Lu clan!"

"Bu Yinyang, do you want to go together?"

Wang Zimo was indeed stalling for time, he was adjusting his state and making sure that he was in control of his body.

If he fights alone, he has a curtain in hand.

But with the lessons of the last time, Wang Zimo had to re-evaluate his strength.

There are more than 20 people, the peak of the six gods, there are close-range martial arts cultivation, and there are spell dao cultivation. As for the man and the queen, he didn't see it.

Hit as you say, without hesitation.

Wang Zimo found that their formation was not unbreakable, the Dao cultivators in front and a man and a woman in the middle were to prevent Dai Xiaomo and Mo Hongyan from sneaking up on the warriors behind. If you get close, you will be as handy as a tiger in a wolf pack.

If you go all out at a distance of six feet, you need two breaths.

The prince was determined in his heart, and according to the route planned in advance, he connected the dots with his toes, like a peregrine falcon staring at its prey and falling into the air, and slammed into the ground.

A thousand armies swept through the Shadowless Fist.

Han Dudu's unique stunt is best used on a crowded battlefield!

In the blink of an eye, the prince silently rushed to the front row, and struck with both fists with all his might, and the speed of his fists was extremely fast, reaching one hundred and fifty in an instant. Everyone was dazzled for a moment, only to feel that hundreds of fists were coming at them, and they all screamed and retreated.

Scattered!

It's so embarrassing to disperse!

Wang Zimo was two big, and the plan he had carefully prepared didn't even touch a figure, but he broke up the opponent's formation!

He couldn't help but be complacent.

found that Dai Xiaomo and Mo Hongyan were involved by the man and woman, but they were surrounded by ten warriors and completely isolated from them.

"Despicable!"

Wang Zimo has obviously fallen into the trap of the enemy!

"Little enemy, you should run quickly, don't do it if you can't beat it!"

Mo Hongyan dodged the oncoming peachwood sword, and the red silk in her hand was unfurled, surrounding the man who was manipulating the five-party flag, and solving Dai Xiaomo's urgent need.

"If you hadn't picked the yin, how could the slave family be beaten by them?"

This resentful remark sounded as if Wang Zimo was a burden.

Hearing Mo Hongyan's coquettish words, Wang Zimo suddenly had two big heads, he has always behaved and behaved, and he did his duty, when did he pick her yin?

You can't talk nonsense!

"Don't think about it!"

Mo Hongyan is full of smiles, and her eyes are clear and clear, like peach honey. The red dance Luo Qi actually threw it in front of him.

"If it weren't for me and the young master forcibly cutting off the natal essence, you would have been strung to death a long time ago!"

"Natal Essence?"

Wang Zimo was like a monk in the second zhang, he couldn't figure it out for a moment, scratched his scalp, smoothed the slightly longer hair on his forehead, and secretly speculated: Could it be the red snow falling from the sky?

Without waiting for the prince to ask in detail, he saw that the figure of the man who was manipulating the five-party flag suddenly skyrocketed, and in the blink of an eye, he was as tall as a camphor tree, and his burly body shook Mo Hongyan's satin into pieces, staring down arrogantly and uninhibitedly, despising the heroes.

"Master Zu descended!"

The fierce gaze was like two lightsabers, and when they swept towards the earth, the remaining yin qi between heaven and earth actually emitted gurgling green smoke.

"The surname is Zhang, when the old lady galloped through Yangchi, you didn't know which arms to nurse!"

Mo Hongyan was not afraid, and five consecutive somersaults snatched the gaze and strangled him. When he landed, his black hair was like a willow, and his hands and ten fingers were spread, and suddenly there were ghosts in the Black Forest, pouring in from the gap in the north. The man hurriedly lowered his head to look for it, only to find that the Zhenbei Xuanyuan Water Control Flag had been pulled out!

This Ma Hongyan and the man were fighting in a hearty manner, but Dai Xiaomo was bullied with pear blossoms.

She was originally a white lotus, giving birth to pure yang energy, and was reborn as an adult. But he never wanted to go astray and be abducted by the old guy in the central pool, and he actually cultivated the ghost book with a pure yang body.

This has something to do with Mo Hongyan in the mass grave.

The ghost magic can't be used, and the spiritual magic is nondescript, but the woman found a weakness, took the peachwood sword as a stick, and fought with Dai Xiaomo's body.

Wang Zimo is even more miserable!

Surrounded by ten martial artists in the middle, even if he put on his wings and fly, he couldn't fly out of the spell attack of the eight Taoist cultivators outside.

Suddenly, a grappling hand attacked Wang Zimo from behind.

The man's eagle-eyed hooked nose locked on Wang Zimo, and his eyes were like torches. The prince tried to reach out for Pingyou, but was blocked by another fist. He tried to dodge sideways, but was struck back by a thick thigh.

Suddenly, Wang Zimo found that no matter how he moved, all directions were blocked, and he could only dodge all attacks by standing still, but he couldn't dodge the grappling hand.

The dark fingers and tendons bulged, and the sharp nails were not humanoid, like cat's claws!

The prince felt a chill down his spine.

It is not difficult to imagine that if this hand pinches the large vertebrae, it can not only crush it, but also pull out the entire spine in the hand!

"Fight!"

The situation is pressing, and it is a desperate shot!

Wang Zimo gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, turned back suddenly, and his right fist suddenly met the grappler, in a vain attempt to hit hard!

There was a series of "horn clicks" in my ears.

The knuckles "clicked", and before he could react, the intense pain was transmitted from the five fingers to the forearm, and then from the small arm to the shoulder, as if he was stretching his arm into the meat grinder, and when Wang Zimo's brain sensed the pain, the grappling hand had already scratched five deep pits on the ice silkworm glove, pulling his arm forward violently.

Suddenly, Wang Zimo suddenly felt his feet off the ground, his body soared into the air, and then his chest and back were attacked at the same time.

I didn't dodge a single move, I didn't dodge all the moves!

The disciples of the Shenxing Academy are really unusual, they are ruthless and cooperate tacitly. Compared with the five members of the Han family, it is simply one in the sky and one underground!

"Wow!"

The dark red bruise smelled of rust, and it flowed all over the prince's mouth, nose, and ears. The stomach turned over the river and the sea, as if I had eaten a loach alive, no, it was a yellow eel, stirring and stirring, hitting the chest, the tip of the heart, very uncomfortable.

Several martial cultivators retreated with a single blow, and only the hook-nosed man still grabbed Wang Zimo's right hand and didn't let go.

Wang Zimo's nose and face were swollen from the beating, and there was no place in his body that did not hurt. I can't help but think of the scene when I was a child, I was besieged by several people, and I was beaten very badly, my nose was crooked, and my eyes were swollen for five or six days. That was the time, Da Ji told him that if someone bullied you again, you would pick one and beat you until everyone was afraid!

Since then, no one has dared to bully Wang Zimo.

The grappler always pecked Wang Zimo's right fist, the man was quite cunning, he raised his arm and twisted it slightly, Wang Zimo turned in a circle, his back was close to the hook-nosed man's arms, exposing his entire chest to the eyes of the other nine people.

"It's now!"

The prince silently held his breath and concentrated, and the muscles and bones of his right arm were stretched to the limit, as if he would break off if he had one more inch! He gritted his teeth and tensed up, forcibly twisted his upper body, hugged the hook-nosed man's head, and his right arm contracted behind his back, and at the same time his legs turned in circles, and he actually threw the hook-nosed man up.

"Ahh

"Uh-huh!"

The prince silently roared, his left arm clamped the hook-nosed man's head and did not relax, he raised his neck, the thick blood vessels bulged like earthworms, his teeth collided together, and his bite made a "clucking" sound.

The hook-nosed man's face was huddled together, reddened, and he tried his best to break free. However, he grabbed Wang Zimo with his right hand, and the angle of his left hand was unfavorable, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

He began to get nervous, and he didn't dare to let go of his right hand, because he knew that if he let go of his right hand, he would face his own head being broken!

"Let go of me!"

The hook-nosed man was nervous, and at this time, he even ordered the prince to let go of him in a threatening tone.

"You animal, let me go!"

How could the red-eyed prince Mo be frightened by him?

Clamping the hook-nosed man's head, he spun in circles. The hook-nosed man glared angrily, his purple face let out a low roar, "Uhh

"You forced me!

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the left leg, and he was actually inserted into the thigh muscle by a grappling hand.

The feeling of cutting the muscles and flesh alive is not as pleasant as a knife!