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"Be calm!"

Fang Zizi smiled lightly.

With his head raised, he walked on the road like this, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Thank you to the world of cultivating immortals.

Thanks to the designer who designed the fairy dress.

Your sister, so many groups of sisters are scurrying in the air one by one, under the fluttering fairy skirt, the spring light is flickering, it is this mysterious beauty that still hugs the pipa and half-covers the face, which is more attractive.

Brother Dali glanced at Senior Brother, raised his head again, his face was slightly red, but he couldn't help but be curious, and like Fang Zizi, he became a Wangtian clan.

The two men were walking.

Suddenly, there were loud shouts from the front, the voice was a little rude, and half of a sentence was a loud scolding, which made Fang Zizai stare at it, retract his gaze in the air, and look ahead.

Brother Dali was suddenly surprised, "It's Senior Sister Hong!"

"You know?"

Fang Zizi looked ahead, a coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Damn, this guy is so bad, Senior Sister Hong is bullied by such a weak little junior sister, it's really not human!"

Brother Dali was indignant.

In front of them, a group of young people, all with evil smiles on their faces, stared at one or two sisters.

The leader of the group of young people was a red-headed young man, with red hair and a gloomy expression, he pointed to the two sisters, and kept scolding.

"Damn, who is Lao Tzu? Don't you know? Let me live in the middle courtyard, you look down on our Dragon King Island?"

"Groove, why don't you speak?

"Hmph, if the elders weren't there, believe it or not, our elders would have gone crazy and sent you all to raise pigs?"

"Numb, speak!"

Young people are unforgiving.

The two sisters were scolded by him with pale faces, clenched their small fists, and looked angry, but they didn't know how to refute it.

Seeing this scene, Fang Zizai said seriously, "Senior brother, junior sister is being bullied, what should I do?"

"them!"

Wang Dali was really taken by Fang Zizai.

roared and roared, "Bastard in front, let go of our junior sister, what's the matter, come at me!"

Burst...

Fang Zizai fainted by this line, looked at the heroic Brother Dali with a smile, smiled, put his hand on Wang Dali's shoulder, and suddenly Brother Dali, who was still posing, quickly left the ground, and then jumped into the air, the whole person was like a cannonball, heading straight for the group of young people.

"it!"

"Hidden weapons?"

"Nima, this cargo is flying too fast, isn't it?"

The faces of a group of young people changed dramatically.

The red-haired young man was also stunned, and when he turned his head, he was startled, and then he showed a sneer and said, "Self-defeating goods, Ah San, call me back!"

"Yes, young master!"

A black-robed young man behind the red-haired young man had a cold glint in his eyes, his palm stretched out, and suddenly a spirit sword flashed out a thunder sword qi and went straight to Brother Dali.

Brother Dali, who was already unable to control his body, burst into tears, and he was about to resist when he mentioned his spiritual power, but at this moment, at the shoulder of his body, a series of brilliant sword lights suddenly erupted, and the sword light seemed to be scattered, not only smashing the sword qi attacked by the black-robed youth, but also falling on the top of the young man's group in the blink of an eye, exploding.

Boom! Boom!

An earth-shattering roar rang out.

The red-haired young man let out a miserable scream, and the whole person fell down directly, and the black-robed young man behind him was a little frightened to resist, but he was embarrassed, and finally his limbs were pierced by sword qi one after another.

The rest of the young people were no better, and they all screamed and fell.

Brother Hercules was stunned.

The two sisters were stunned.

Then Brother Dali landed a little strangely, met the peach hearts of the two sisters who worshiped him, coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Bully our senior sister of the Holy Weapon Sect, you are so bold!"

"Senior brother, don't blame us for this!"

"That's right, senior brother, the place where the guests are received is determined by the elders, what does it matter to us!"

"They won't listen!"

"Senior brother, you're so good, what's the matter!"

The two sisters clapped their hands excitedly.

The red-haired young man got up, his face was stabbed by the sword qi, and he instinctively wiped his face, the red-haired young man looked at the blood in his palm, and was stunned for a moment, and then roared bitterly, "Damn, you dare to hurt me, you dare to hurt me, I will kill you!"

Rumble!

The red-haired young man's momentum was surging, and his majestic spiritual power instantly crushed Brother Dali into slag.

Are you paralyzed, Jiedan Realm?

me, brother, you killed me!

Brother Dali was sad and angry in his heart, and was just about to flee with the two sisters, when at this time, an inexplicable force rushed to his body, and then, Brother Dali's chest burst out with a wave of sword qi.

Endless cold, sweeping in all directions.

The red-haired young man froze in place, his face was extremely pale, and he was shivering from the cold, and his juniors and disciples were also shocked and difficult to get up, and ice slag drowsed them.

Brother Dali turned his head, glanced at Fang Zizai, seemed to understand something, continued to cough lightly, and said coldly, "Where should I live, I don't want to, find my parents, I will give you face, the Dragon King Sect is right?

"Hmph, don't be ashamed!"

Brother Dali's words became smoother and smoother the more he spoke, and he suddenly realized that he had the potential to scold, and a sense of superiority on his lips arose.

The two sisters admired Brother Mighty even more, and peeked shyly.

"Let's go first!"

Brother Dali is a junior brother, how can he withstand such a fiery look, laughed dryly, and let the two sisters leave first.

Sister paper was very obedient, wrote down Brother Strong's appearance, and left quickly.

At this time, the red-haired young man trembled a little aggrievedly, "You... You'd better be... Let me go!"

"Who the hell cares about you!"

Brother Dali sneered, turned around and walked to Fang Zizi's side, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, you are too powerful, fighting cattle across the mountain!"

"It's just a small trick!"

Fang Zizi chuckled.

Then he raised his head leisurely and continued to walk forward, "Let's go, the spring is infinitely good, don't be disturbed by a few fools!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The sullen/sullen brother nodded hurriedly, and followed behind Fang Zizi, learning and selling now.

...

...

Soon after Fang Zizai and Wang Dali left.

Two people flew from the sky here, both middle-aged, one of them had a mustache, full of a cold temperament, and the other was talking and laughing with him, it seemed that the two were friends.

The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard smiled lightly, "Brother Wu, thank you for your help, otherwise, our Dragon King Sect may really have to go to the middle courtyard!"

The middle-aged elder of the Holy Weapon Sect smiled bitterly, "Brother Ma said with a smile, if I had known in advance, I would have said it a long time ago, you also know, there are too many people invited by our sect this time, and there are only a few in the upper courtyard, and they are not left to the Dragon King Sect, don't be surprised!"

The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled, "What's the blame? Besides, how dare you, hehe, so, thanks to you, brother, when the matter is over, let's have a good drink!"

"It should, it should!"

The Elder of the Sacred Weapon Sect chuckled.

"Hey, it's Wushuang, why are they staying where they are?"

The middle-aged man with the eight-character beard looked down, muttered in surprise, and the speed accelerated, falling to the side of Jue Wushuang and the others.

Then, his face changed.

After the Elder of the Holy Weapon Sect fell, his expression also sank, and his eyes flashed with essence.

"Elder, save me..."

When he saw the middle-aged man with a beard, his eyes showed a light of hope, and he let out a miserable howl... (To be continued.) )