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The wind was cold, and Dale was so happy that there was already a very fine blood mark on the door. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Dale was not worried, and several entourages behind him howled angrily and rushed out of the first aid, but whether it was Miao Shu, Mi Yichen, or even the entourage behind the bald monk, intentionally or unintentionally, they stopped several personal guards who were not worried. Although the movements of these gods were very cautious and meticulous, the collision of divine power was not trivial? The light touch of their fists and feet exploded with tremendous power as if Mars and Earth were colliding head-on. I could only hear faint thunder erupting continuously, and the mountains in a radius shook at the same time, and the sky lit up with patches of dim light.

The scimitar had already spread out the bun of great happiness, and it was about to sink into his head, Mi Yichen's eyes picked up, and he hesitated for a while. He is quick to teach Dale not to worry, but he is not worried about killing Dale without worrying, there is no doubt about it, but it is best to die at the hands of others, and if his subordinates kill Dale without worrying, this is a big trouble. Even if his father is a God of Happiness and is not afraid of the God of Great Happiness, if it is really his own people who kill the Great Happiness and do not worry, and the Lord of Great Happiness is worried about taking revenge on himself for the whole day, there is no way to live this day!

Thinking about this problem, Mi Yichen immediately shouted: "Hurt but not killed!"

Lin Yao raised his eyebrows, his wrist was lightly deviated, the scimitar swept across Da Le's cheeks, and the thin layer of fluff on Da Le's face was shaved clean by the sharp scimitar, and the eyes of the people present were excellent, and they all clearly saw the charm of thousands of fluff dancing lightly in the knife wind. The blade slashed at Da Le's shoulder very quickly, and it was to take a knife to remove Da Le's shoulder! The mutilated limbs of the man of God are not a big deal, and it will take a little time to repair them, but what is the identity of Da Lebu? If one of his arms is cut off, Da Letian's face will be gone.

A hideous smile appeared on Mi Yichen's face, and he stared at Da Le viciously, his heart full of disdain.

Da Le's mouth opened wide, his eyes slid rapidly with Lin Yao's blade, and his heart also fell to the deepest. He has never suffered anything in his life, except for the time when he was robbed 10,000 years ago. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to have his arm cut off from his life, and he couldn't have dreamed of what it would be like.

It's very strange, when he thinks of the fact that he was robbed and beaten ten thousand years ago, he thinks of the Huamiao Divine Palace, and when he thinks of the Miao Book, he thinks of the Jade Mother Spirit Cloud Bed that he was torn to pieces. Da Le's heart was suddenly filled with poisonous fire, and he had an infinite killing intent towards Miao Shu out of thin air. Although it was Lin Yao who was slashing him with a knife now, Dale was not worried, but he had murderous intentions towards Miao Shu. Maybe for a person like Da Le Bu Worry, the more fierce you are to him, the more afraid he is of you, even if he is angry with you, he will only vent it on others?

Seeing that Dale was about to be seriously injured by Lin Yao, a slender wooden staff that was no more than the thickness of his thumb and crystal clear and showed a blue-green color in the oblique time lightly clicked over. A series of divine texts as thick as a hair were wrapped around the wooden staff, and when the wooden staff was pointed on the scimitar, a gust of wind and thunder sounded out of thin air, Lin Yao was trapped in the prohibition of great happiness and was shattered by the blow of the wooden staff, dozens of divine texts were wrapped around the scimitar, and the huge power of shaking wood counterattacked Lin Yao along the scimitar, and the power of shaking wood turned into cyan thunder like a spirit snake and swept up and pounced on Lin Yao's body. This power is more than a hundred times stronger than Lin Yao's divine power condensed on the scimitar, Lin Yao's right arm was shocked to a burst of soreness and pain, his five fingers and a loose scimitar had already rubbed the body of Dale and slashed over, and the knife qi was sharp and split a trace on the ground that was several miles long and I don't know how deep, but Lin Yao was shocked back dozens of steps, and he was very embarrassed and plunged into a bamboo forest, and several pheasants flew over Lin Yao's head with their wings in embarrassment, and a large piece of chicken feathers sprinkled Lin Yao's body.

"Which turtle king bastard is plotting against me?" Lin Yao jumped out of the bamboo bush in a very angry manner, and he looked angrily at the old man holding the wooden staff.

This old man's appearance is extremely old, and his skin is wrinkled, but his skin is amazingly white, like a blank piece of paper. Every wrinkle of his hair was shining with a faint white light, and his pale hair and beard were thrillingly white, as if they were constantly radiating the purest white light. The old man was wearing a tattered old robe, wearing an old bamboo leaf hat, and the two things were too broken to be thrown into the garbage heap just by looking at the appearance, but if you look at it carefully, you can see that this coat is good, or the hat, every silk thread and every bamboo leaf on it is entangled by countless layers of gods. Layer upon layer, layer upon layer, layer upon layer, the runes are like clouds in the sky, endlessly unpredictable. These are two heavy treasures that I don't know how many years of hard work have been spent and how many treasures have been piled up, although the old man seems to be light and comfortable on his body, but in fact, the real weight of these two things is afraid to be calculated in trillions of catties.

It's just that the robes and hats are defensive artifacts, but the wooden staff held by this old man is very wonderful and extraordinary. The wooden staff with two zhang long is only the thickness of a finger, although it is wooden, it is as translucent as crystal, and the blue-purple staff has a very thin wind and thunder tumbling in the body, and the wind and thunder faintly constitute an extremely complex three-dimensional divine array vein, the divine array is huge and complex to the extreme, if you look carefully, the divine array is patchwork and fused with each other, and it is heavy and heavy, and there is an illusion that the soul is going to be sucked into this divine array. Outside the wooden staff, there are countless gods, each of which is elegant, like a wisp of fish swimming in the water, giving people a feeling of lightness and nature.

"What do you mean, what do you mean?" Mi Yichen grabbed Lin Yao, who was about to pounce on the old man, and scolded softly.

Weng pursed his lips and chuckled silently, he shook Lin Yao away with a cane, and quickly took a few steps back and shrank behind a dignified young man. Mi Yichen scolded the cane Weng, and the young man in front of him immediately stood up lazily: "Big brother, what did you say this? Your subordinates hurt people, so naturally they have to be disciplined and disciplined. ”

"Discipline and discipline?" Mi Yichen looked up to the sky and smiled, "My people, do you want you to help with discipline?"

The young man said coldly: "Big brother's words make no sense, Da Le Bu is the only concubine of Da Le God, Da Le Tian and I Mi Yitian have always been good friends, hehe~ If the eldest brother's people hurt the young master of Da Le, wouldn't it ruin the friendship between our Da Le Tian and Mi Yitian?

Dale was stunned for a while, and only suddenly came to his senses when the young man asked him something. He jumped to his feet and pointed at Lin Yao and scolded: "Bastard, you, do you really dare to hurt my son?, you, you are dead~ Mi Yixiao, there is nothing to say, you saved my son today, if you have something in the future, my son will definitely support you!"

The faces of Mi Yichen and another young man who looked seven or eight points similar to him were gloomy at the same time, and Mi Yichen clapped his hands and said, "Second brother, you are so thoughtful!"

Mi Yixiao just smiled, and the cane behind him smiled lukewarmly, salty, and indifferent: "Eldest son, are you blaming our son?"

Mi Yichen didn't say a word, Lin Yao had already rushed to Mi Yixiao's front with his arms dangling, his fingers crossed Mi Yixiao's shoulders and pointed at the nose of the cane and scolded: "Which bastard's crotch is open and exposes you, an old immortal? Our son is talking to your master, do you have the right to talk to your old bastard? His grandmother, your turtle son raised by an old prostitute dares to calculate your eldest young master and me, his grandmother's, you are still a person, get out of here, let me cut you with 18,000 knives!"

Lin Xiao saw that Lin Yao was taking the opportunity to make trouble, how many years had he and Lin Yao been brothers, and he still couldn't see through Lin Yao's intentions? With one hand, he grabbed Yao'er's shoulder and dragged her back a few steps, Lin Xiao quickly said a few words to Yao'er. Yao'er blinked her eyes as if she didn't understand, and she obediently said loudly according to Lin Xiao's instructions: "Uh, Mi Yixiao, your people are being bullied like this, don't you have any anger at all?"

Mi Yichen glanced at Yao'er in surprise, and then he pursed his lips and smiled proudly.

Miao Shu and the others, who originally wanted to take the opportunity to make a difference, saw Yao'er speak, they immediately shut their mouths, and they made their most suave postures one by one, fiddling their dazzling tails in front of Yao'er like a male peacock in heat. Mi Yixiao's face became extremely ugly, and he stared at Lin Yao angrily, and his eyes could almost erupt with fire. The cane's face was even more difficult to see, and he held the wooden staff tightly, and he had dug a small pit in the ground on his toes.

He was reused by Mi Yixiao by his schemes, and his own cultivation was only in the realm of the Ming God, so he never fought with people. If it were those ruffians who didn't enter the stream, they would be able to spit on themselves after being insulted to their faces, in short, they didn't care about their faces at all. But the cane is different, he is a god, and he is a godman from the ancient god family, he not only has his own dignity, but also represents the dignity of the ancient god family behind him. Lin Yao's words of cursing him were too vicious and lewd, if the cane Weng didn't respond to this vicious curse, the ancient god family behind him wouldn't be able to let him go.

The wooden staff waved lightly, and the cane Weng walked out from behind Mi Yixiao. He looked at Lin Yao carefully, and after a full tea time, he nodded slowly: "This son, you and Xiao Lao'er are going to die forever." You shouldn't insult my mother's clan! Xiao Lao'er's mother's clan is also the direct daughter of the one hundred and seventy-two ancient god families, and it is not something that you can humiliate with a yellow-mouthed child. Sighing lightly, the cane Weng said slowly: "If you are willing to kowtow to make amends and self-destruct the origin of divine power, Xiao Lao'er can spare your life today." ”

Mi Yixiao took a few steps back, and he couldn't interject about the situation in front of him. The gods and men in the divine realm are immortal and immortal, and they are especially important for the issue of face. Lin Yao insulted the mother of the cane, that is, he insulted the entire maternal clan of the cane, and this grudge must be washed away with blood. As the owner of the cane, he couldn't speak at all. No matter how many means he has in Mi Yixiao, he can only use it after he takes care of this matter himself, otherwise he will have to live with a lifetime of infamy.

Lin Yao was more than a head taller than the cane Weng, and he looked down condescendingly with a strange smile on his face. After listening to the words of the cane, Lin Yao's answer was a mouthful of thick phlegm spit out on the old face of the cane. Lin Yao shook his thighs and crotch and laughed: "Kowtow to make amends? Ahh

It is impossible for any other god-man to greet a god-man with such vicious words, because God-man has his own dignity and dignity, these gods were born and grew up in the god world, they have been influenced by the unique atmosphere of the god world since they were young, they are like the scholars and doctors of ancient China on the earth, they can use conspiracies and tricks to kill people but will never speak ill of each other. But Lin Yao is different, Lin Yao is a villain bastard in his bones, what vicious words can't he scold?

With the exit of the phrase 'old sow', the hemp silk on the cane Weng was erected at the same time, and a trace of green and bright light was faintly wound on the hemp silk, and the cane Weng showed his hideous minions like an angry hedgehog. He looked at Lin Yao viciously and sneered: "Today, you and I will never die." "At this point, there is no room for the two sides to leave their hands alone.

The corners of Mi Yichen's mouth curved, and King Cangpeng whispered in his ear: "Young Master, the Mercy Xiang Dao Monarch is lazy, but it is just used to deal with a character like the Cane Weng. Otherwise, how could the cunning man of the old man fight with people head-on? But we will not be able to curse such vicious words! Wonderful, wonderful, such a scoundrel is used in this way. ”

Lin Yao made a move in his hand, and the scimitar that flew to the ground just now had flown back into his palm, and he danced a knife flower lightly, Lin Yao smiled faintly: "Duel? ”

Shen Nian swept the scimitar in Lin Yao's hand, and Weng Weng smiled lightly: "The artifact of the first refinement of the lower grade?

Lin Yao nodded vigorously: "Yes, it was just baked thirty years ago, the inferior artifact Full Moon Scimitar, what do you have to say?" His head shook vigorously, Lin Yao pointed at the cane and smiled: "Old man, to put it bluntly, even if you don't beat me today, I will kill you, do you know why?"

The cane's face trembled, and Mi Yixiao glared at Mi Yichen resentfully. The old god Mi Yichen leaned over and spoke to King Cangpeng in a low voice, but he didn't even look at Mi Yixiao. Mi Yixiao was furious, and he looked at Lin Yao with a ray of light in his eyes, he wanted to see through Lin Yao's cultivation. Lin Yao intentionally or unintentionally released a little bit of his own breath, Mi Yixiao peeked at Lin Yao's cultivation for a while, he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction, the same as the cane Weng, but it was the peak cultivation of the Ming God, and the cane Weng should be able to pick him up easily.

"Little Lao'er probably knows why. However, many things are too unsightly. The cane waved the wooden staff gently, and the sticky cyan wind shadow like glue slowly danced with the wooden staff, and the wind suddenly became violent within a radius of a hundred miles, and the viscous wind swept around, and a dazzling thunder fire the size of a palm appeared out of thin air, and these fine thunder fires gradually formed into a very thick and long thunder dragon flying back and forth in the air in the 'crackling' sound. The cane Weng said lightly: "Don't gossip, you and I have cultivated equally, and this battle is easy to fight." Hey, hey, the old man's 'cane', 'golden linen', and 'bitter bamboo hat' are all high-grade artifacts, and they have all taken trillions of years of hard work for the little old man. ”

Lin Yao didn't snort and flew directly into the air. The cane Weng roared lightly, the hat on his head turned into countless bamboo leaves flying all over the sky, and the lily robe turned into a golden glow covering the whole body, surrounded by the wind and the thunder dragon, the cane Weng was like a big bird and rose into the air. Just flew hundreds of zhang high, the body of the cane Weng had already melted into the flying bamboo leaves, and dozens of divine thoughts that were staring at the figure of the cane suddenly lost the figure of the cane, and a regular force isolated the divine thoughts from locking on the cane.

Mi Yixiao suddenly smiled: "Big brother, my brother already knew that you had a heart for the cane, but you just called such a scoundrel and wanted to kill the cane?"

Mi Yichen looked at Mi Yixiao in surprise and shouted: "Second brother, you must not be wronged as a brother! This is just a personal contradiction between the Mercy Xiang Daojun and the cane Weng, how can it involve you and my brother? You and I are brothers, and the brotherly affection can be revealed, you must not talk nonsense, so as not to spoil the relationship between our brothers." Third child, do you think that's the truth?"

Another young man who was seven or eight points similar to Mi Yichen chuckled and said, "Big brother is right, this is just a conflict between their subordinates, and we must not ruin the relationship between us because of this." However, eldest brother, brother also thinks that this new subordinate of yours is too arrogant, how can he be the opponent of the cane?"

Before the words fell, three bells suddenly rang in the void, and then a strange blood light flashed rapidly, and the cane let out a miserable howl and fell to the ground with a rain of blood in the sky. His staff, his robe, and his hat were all split into pieces and scattered into a rain of light, his limbs had been detached from his body, and blood was sprayed all over the sky like cheap spring water. Before the weight of the sleek body fell to the ground, his spirit had completely dissipated, and anyone could see that the cane had been beaten to the ground in the void, but he was too dead to die.

(To be continued)