"Good boy, how dare you steal food?"

The Blood Knife Ancestor screamed endlessly, his arms shook, and the eagle seemed to rise into the air, and the sky snorted coldly, his body moved slightly, and he swept away.

"Senior, what are you doing with the kid? Isn't it, you want to be rough here? It's not good to be rough, it's not good, if God can't see it, and he uses a thunderbolt to chop you, won't he be wronged?"

The Sikong boy showed eight teeth, showed a standard smile, the bluebeard's palms were about to rise, and when he heard the words, he shook again, and glanced at the sky without a trace, his palms were naturally retracted, and he scolded with a smile: "The boy has ruined the reputation of the owner of this workshop, I am a civilized person, the owner of this workshop is pitiful for your loneliness, I thought, you kid has low ability, I am afraid that you will encounter an accident, I want to take you for a ride, boy, you should thank you!"

When the young man heard this, his signature smile was suddenly embarrassed in mid-air, Bluebeard was proud in his heart, and he didn't wait for him to answer, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the young man suddenly felt weak and numb, and immediately couldn't stand on his feet, so he was dragged and ran on the golden bridge.

"Eh, senior, if you have something to say, look at your temper, the kid is actually doing well, and he is not alone, you better put me down, so as not to be tired!"

"The owner of this house...... Not tired!"

The boy was still chattering, and Bluebeard gritted his teeth in reply, although he wanted to tear the boy alive, but as the boy said, he didn't dare to be rough here. Otherwise, who knows if there really is a god staring at you!

The two also had deep grievances, sneering all the way, chasing all the way, and after a short time, they caught up with the Blood Knife Ancestor.

It's not that the old devil has the heart to wait for them, but it's him, who is already in trouble.

"Ginseng Immortal Old Monster, you dare to do it with this ancestor, did you eat leopard gall, right?"

The old devil scolded and scolded, his mouth was not dry, but the movements in his hands were not slow, the blood knife was flipped, only to see the blood plasma gushing, like a pulp overflowing, submerging ten steps, this old devil's knife technique is also amazing, the knife is turbulent, vicious, far away, the two of them smelled a bloody breath that can smoke people.

Opposite him, it was the old fairy who suddenly jumped in front of everyone, his muscles were like a baby, his white hair was fluttering, and he was full of fairy energy, holding a pair of eight-treasure green pu fans in his hands, two fans turned over in a row, splitting the plasma and blood light, guarding one side of the clear, his movements were sassy, and his body was tricky, but he was not stained with any fireworks, he was simply a fairy god.

The old devil was so angry that he yelled, but he just couldn't help the old monster.

"Can you do it?"

At first sight, Bluebeard's mind moved slightly, and his first reaction was to attack the young man, and the young man was not panicked, and threw out a sentence lightly: "Senior, don't you think the old monster's skill has risen too fast?"

As soon as these words came out, Bluebeard was shocked in his heart, and after a few more glances, he knew that what the young man said was true.

Although the old monster is also a first-class master, he is the lowest of them, at this time, he can not only fight against the Blood Knife Ancestor, but also has the momentum of suppressing the old devil and gaining the upper hand.

Otherwise, with the temper of the old devil, he would have rushed over a long time ago, how could he be in the mood to play here and spit around!

The old monster's skill is really rising too fast!

What's more, Bluebeard still remembers that the old monster was the first to die on the Seven Stars Flying Light......

"The owner of this workshop naturally saw it, and he still needs you to remind him?"

Bluebeard couldn't put it down, snorted coldly, turned around, and didn't care about the old devil's greeting, so he flashed over from the side, and ran for a few miles, but saw that the powerful empty hand was holding a full moon scimitar, slashing left and right, the knife was sharp, cutting the air sneering, and the blade was fierce, just like a smearing of white practice flying, dazzling.

The most opposite to Li Kong, the same is the two first-class warriors who fell on the flying light of the seven stars, one is like a green shirt, the iron sleeve is like a knife, the big opening and closing, the air is smashed, just like a lonely cliff and dangerous peak, very sinister;

"It's a pity!" the young man sighed slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

The green shirt and white clothes, all of them are a masterpiece of the moment, the high level of martial arts, and he does not think about it, although it is not the best in the rivers and lakes, but it is also a hero, but it is a pity that it ended on the nameless island.

"Boy, you still have the time to sigh for others, you should think about your own fate. Bluebeard paused, paused for a moment, and then spun away, listening to the young man's sigh and sneering slightly.

"The kid doesn't have the heart to fight, it's a big deal, retreat, I think, the masters here shouldn't be embarrassed for me to enter after learning, but the seniors are a little dangerous, I don't know how many people are waiting for you?"

The young man slowly picked up his fingers, and although he was lifted by the collar, he did not show any embarrassment, but lifted his bluebeard, and his face showed a look of struggle, and he suddenly fell silent and continued to run.

"Who can live with their hearts?"

The young man pretended to be old, sighed softly, Bluebeard's eyebrows and heart were beating, and he was about to have a seizure, and he asked: "Anyway, the predecessors are really disciples of the Wuxiang Zen Master, what a pity!"

Bluebeard's anger suddenly subsided, with a slight smile on his face, indescribable, and said: "Young man, what you say sounds a little interesting, that Wuxiang Zen Master is also a hero, although his position is different from ours, but it is not a pity to worship him as a teacher." ”

The young man smiled and said: "The seniors will be wrong about the meaning of the boy, the kid is a pity If the predecessor is really a disciple of the Wuxiang Zen Master, then the money won by the seniors, I can't get it back in the Southern Dynasty!"

"You kid is really interesting, the owner of this workshop appreciates you more and more, why don't you come to work under my door, I will allow you to be only under one person. ”

Under one person, Bluebeard dares to say such a domineering word?

The young man's eyebrows fluttered when he heard this, so he hesitated, and said, "This sounds very exciting, I wonder if the seniors can give me time to think about it?"

"This time is naturally going to be given by the owner, so I will stop later, how about it?" Bluebeard laughed, pretending to be arrogant, but there was a cold light flashing in his eyes, and the killing intention was not revealed, but it made people feel cold.

"Senpai, are you kidding me?"

The young man was still thinking about how to talk nonsense, looked up, and suddenly stammered, and in front of them, a moon white robe suddenly walked out of the void, holding a man with two swords—that is, Yao Pingyuan!

At the same time, there are also two general-looking men staring at them, these two people are full of horizontal flesh, tall figures, muscles and bones, and bulging muscles, just like pieces of cold black iron.

The three of them stood in three directions, and they didn't answer, and three strong wills pressed them, and the young man was in a cold sweat, and his face turned pale.

Bluebeard snorted coldly, threw the young man up, his body shook, his palms were clenched, the invisible energy dispersed, the aura opened, Yao Pingyuan and the three of them immediately stood unsteadily, their bodies fell upside down, and the fat man flew up, like a float, and his palms were clapped continuously, hitting more than a dozen huge palm strengths, horizontal in all directions, majestic.

Zheng!

There was a moonlight rising, the light was bright and bright, and it was bright and bright, and it instantly disappeared into darkness, covering all directions, and Bluebeard only felt that his vision was dim, and there were two roars and explosions, and the cold hair was terrifying, and he didn't care about the majesty, and hurriedly rolled his body, and there were two fierce energies that swept over his head, shattering his high crown.

Boom, boom!

Two violent air explosions opened, the aftermath swept, blowing Bluebeard's clothes hunting, he opened his eyes against the strong wind, turned his palms upward, only to hear two muffled sounds, two burly men were lifted out, Bluebeard's clothes were also shattered, his body exploded, as fast as a ghost, and halfway, suddenly smashed two punches under him.

With two punches down, the shattered clothes suddenly paused, and the next moment, they all rushed into the air, colliding with a bright moon sword light that suddenly shot down, stirring up thousands of sparks.

All kinds of changes are between lightning and fire, and the young man is still in mid-air, never falling, and he can see all kinds of changes clearly, and he has to praise: "What a fat man!"

In the face of Yao Pingyuan and others coming out to block, Bluebeard's response and change of tactics are a change of inspiration, and they are all temporary choices, so if he is conducting a standard demonstration, the boy puts himself in his shoes, thinks about it again and again, and has to admit that he is not better than Bluebeard.

The next moment, the fat man who was admired by him suddenly jumped up, lifted his neck again, and his fat legs moved, swishing through the air, and the strong wind blew, swallowing back the words that the young man had just said.

"I ...... Hate...... You ......"

In the strong wind, the young man's powerlessness to resist was heard in the distance, and before the sound wave could reach far, it was smashed by Yao Pingyuan and the three people who were chasing after him, the sword light flew down, the fist wind swept, and behind the two, the void was almost abused by them.

......

On the nameless island, the island rumbled and trembled, the birds and beasts screamed, this is, I saw the trembling island suddenly quiet, a god man flew to appear, stepping on the hideous dragon head, behind him with seven brilliant divine rings, looking forward to the majesty, the breath is like Lan, and with a slight stomp of the foot, the nameless island suddenly cracked a big crack.

"Su someone, you are not dead, why pretend to be dead?"

Under the crack, Su Yu was lying on the ground on his back facing the sky, slowly exhaling from his mouth, and said, "It's not dead, but it's almost there!"

"You can fight with me for a long time in one breath, Su someone, your realm is getting higher and deeper!"

"Since the sect master has seen it, there is no need for a certain family to hide it, but, sect master, are you too late?" Su Yu was still slowly exhaling, his breath became more and more ethereal, but there was a bit of self-satisfaction in his eyes.

"Not necessarily!"

Weighing and smiling mysteriously, Su Yu suddenly realized that it was not good, but unfortunately he was not yet relieved, and his breath finally dissipated, and his figure disappeared completely.

"It's mine, it's mine after all, no one can take it away!" Weighing Leng snorted, turned his body around, and turned into a wisp of clear light.

......

"Senior, don't you think it's like there's one person missing?"

Not long after the speed, the young man's mind was shocked, he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly transmitted the sound, the bluebeard's figure was also shocked, and he was almost caught up by Yao Pingyuan and the others, and reluctantly smiled: "Maybe, die!"