Duan Hongyu and Mei Yanxiao still only cared about laughing, and didn't pay attention to him at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The crazy beggar of the golden bowl was so angry that he smashed the golden bowl to the ground twice and said, "You two see how we are?"

Duan Hongyu and Mei Yanxiao were still indifferent.

The Golden Bowl Crazy Beggar was really crazy, his body turned violently, and he instantly rose into the air and fell violently, shouting: "Please pay attention to us, okay?"

Duan Hongyu said: "Fifth sister-in-law, he seems to be dissatisfied with us!"

Mei Yan smiled: "There is such a thing?"

The Golden Bowl Crazy Beggar had already fallen to the ground at this time, and he replied weakly: "Yes! Do you pay attention to us? Our martial arts are really not weak!"

Duan Hongyu said: "Fifth sister-in-law, it seems that they are sincere in wanting to fight with us!"

Mei Yan smiled bitterly: "What should I do?"

Duan Hongyu sighed: "They have to fight, we can't hide if we think about it!"

Mei Yan smiled: "Then I have to fight! Whatever you do, the bowl will be handed over to the fifth sister-in-law!"

The golden bowl madman was still smashing the ground with the bowl, and shouted, "Please see if we are ......" As soon as he said this, he suddenly heard the sound of wind above his head, and when he looked up, a silver-white lightning bolt had instantly struck the top of his head. Only shocked the golden bowl madman into a cold sweat, and said secretly: "How can this delicate little lady become a murderous dominatrix in the blink of an eye?"

The silver knife against the golden bowl made a clear metallic sound. The crazy beggar of the golden bowl didn't wait for Mei Yanxiao to return the knife, and grabbed Mei Yanxiao's throat with his left hand. His "clavicle hand" is also notoriously powerful in the rivers and lakes, and I don't know how many heroes and heroes have died under his lock.

Mei Yan smiled and saw it, but did not dodge, and the knife in her left hand went upwards and slashed the wrist of the crazy beggar in the golden bowl.

The golden bowl madman smiled and said: "Little lady, if you want the hand of the golden bowl, the golden bowl will be given to you, but if you are uncomfortable in the future, don't blame the golden bowl for missing an arm!" A black hand ignored the knife, and still made a fierce move.

Mei Yanxiao secretly wondered: "Didn't he even want his own arm to hurt me?" she was thinking like this, and the bright silver knife slashed at the arm of the Golden Bowl Mad Beggar. only heard the sound of "Zheng", and the bright silver knife was bounced back by the arm.

Mei Yan smiled and said secretly: "It's not good! It turns out that he actually has a golden hoop on his arm, deliberately luring me out of the knife, I am a little careless!" She couldn't dodge anymore, and flew up with her right foot and kicked the golden bowl madman in the heart.

The golden bowl madman thought that if he could choke the other party's throat, it would be worth taking this kick, so he ignored it and continued to move.

Mei Yanxiao's foot was obviously much faster than the Golden Bowl Crazy Beggar's estimate, and the Golden Bowl Crazy Beggar's hand was about to touch Mei Yanxiao's throat, and Mei Yanxiao's foot had already smashed on his chest.

The crazy beggar in the golden bowl was a good man, but he didn't change his posture, he slid four or five steps on the ground, and then stood up suddenly. He was visibly enraged, and shook his head and roared, and his hair flew like an enraged lion.

Duan Hongyu had already gone through more than twenty moves with the Fire Cloud Walker at this time, and he took a moment to say: "Fifth sister-in-law, hit the dog, beat the dog, what do you have to provoke him?"

Mei Yan smiled and said, "What's the meaning of a dog?

Duan Hongyu said: "But the mad dog has no rules to follow, you have to be careful! Don't beat the dog, but you will be bitten by the dog!"

Mei Yan smiled and said, "Tenth brother, just take a look!" At the double knife dance, a series of seven knives had instantly slashed in front of the golden bowl mad beggar.

The Golden Bowl Maniac has been completely furious, a Golden Bowl is up and down, dodging left and right, it is completely a scoundrel's play, and the moves are extremely obscene.

Mei Yanxiao was furious, and she was even more ruthless, only listening to the sound of "snort", and the crazy beggar in the golden bowl was stabbed in the back.

The Firecloud Walker asked loudly, "Golden Bowl, how's it going?"

The crazy beggar of the golden bowl said: "Very good! This knife is so uncomfortable to kill the golden bowl!" He used a force on his back, and a stream of blood rushed into the sky from his back like a sharp arrow. The golden bowl mad beggar jumped into a leap, and with the golden bowl on the blood dragon, the blood was like a blood flower that bloomed in an instant, and then ten thousand petals shot towards Mei Yanxiao like darts.

Mei Yanxiao had never seen such a fight, so she quickly flashed to the side, but even so, her body was still splashed with a few points of blood. Although the blood does not hurt people, Mei Yan smiled ** clean, and was annoyed for a while.

The Golden Bowl Crazy Beggar's blood dragon spewed out, on the one hand, to deter the opponent, and on the other hand, to stimulate his own fighting spirit. Sure enough, he became even more insane under the stimulation of blood. Holding the golden bowl high with both hands, he handed a bowl to Mei Yan as if he were a bowl, and every move was extremely fierce.

How high were Mei Yanxiao and Duan Hongyu's martial arts? Even though the Golden Bowl Mad Beggars and Fire Cloud Walkers had more than a hundred disciples around them to help them fight, it was still difficult to parry. Those disciples who put Meishan were even more close to death.

Duan Hongyu and Mei Yanxiao were about to increase their efforts to get rid of these demons and eliminate harm for the people, when the sound of killing suddenly rose again on Fangmei Mountain, and then the blood-robed old monster, Xiaolian, and the fatal scholar led the other disciples of Fangmei Mountain to kill like a black cloud.

Seeing that there were only two people, Duan Hongyu and Mei Yanxiao, the blood-robed old monster was overjoyed, and shouted loudly: "Let the disciples of Meishan listen, who can hold these two demons, you can sit on the position of the big leader of Meishan!"

The disciples of Fang Meishan were all overjoyed, and they frantically besieged Duan Hongyu and Mei Yanxiao.

Mei Yan smiled and said, "Tenth brother, what you want is finally here, are you happy now?"

Duan Hongyu said: "It's a good time! we can just kill it!"

The blood-robed old monster said angrily: "You two shameless demons, you dare to be rampant when you are dying! Hmph! You don't look at the current situation!"

Mei Yanxiao saw the power of his blood robe for the first time, and hurriedly waved his knife to block it.

The old monster in the blood robe smiled: "Dare to fight against the old monster in the blood robe, do you want to die?" The big hand swirled in the air, and the blood robe suddenly rolled the bright silver knife along with his arm, and he roared: "Come down!"

Mei Yan smiled and felt a sore arm, and hurriedly put all her strength into her left arm, and at the same time let go of the knife in her hand. The blood robe flew to the side with a bright silver sword.

Mei Yan smiled and said secretly: "The demons who put Meishan are really vicious, what kind of martial arts are these?" She didn't know, this move "Knife Hand" was one of the tricks of the blood-robed old monster, and fortunately, she had profound skills, and if she changed her general role, this arm had already been torn off by the blood-robed old monster.

The old monster in the blood robe threw the bright silver knife on the ground with his hand, and the blood robe in his hand turned into a thick blood bucket in the blink of an eye, and covered Mei Yanxiao fiercely.

Mei Yanxiao waved her left hand and used the "Mixed Yuan Gong", and the bright silver knife that was a foot away flew up from the ground, shooting towards the back of the blood-robed old monster like an arrow from the string.