Click.

However, the half-foot-long Xiao Erlang easily slashed through the wrist of the gray robe as if he had passed through the water, and the palm of the gray robe that wanted to be inserted into the throat of the second senior brother Jiang Kong was separated from the arm.

The air seemed to freeze.

Mu Zhizhang looked at Cangsheng in front of him vigilantly, but he didn't dare to move.

Yuan Liu, who was on the Ambiguous Island, was like a thorn in his back, his pupils dilated, and he had the intention of retreating.

Geng Huairou raised his head sharply and looked at the gray robe, not knowing what he was thinking.

In an instant, defeat the gray robe that has turned into a true spirit with a speed that is beyond your ears... None of the three of them could do it, after all, the gray robe was now a strong man who sat with them.

How terrible should this Cangsheng be?

In this true realm, is there another existence comparable to the Golden Body Ancestor, Wu Daozi, and Xia Zhenren?

The gray robe clenched his severed hand and stared at Cang Sheng like hell.... Fear, unwillingness, and doubts turned into hysterical anger.

Heaven and earth were cold again.

Like a devil, the billowing mist erupted from the yellow sand, from the wind, from the clouds, from the gray-robed body... It seemed to be late at night, and the fog shrouded the heavens and the earth, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Weak laborers, slaves, and even bosses, under the mist, their bodies turned into pools of thick water at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A billowing black mist swept towards Cangsheng from all directions like a tornado storm.

Like the end comes.

Kurao holds a flask in one hand.

With his other hand, he grasped the other unbroken hand of the gray robe, and gently broke the palm of his hand.

Click, I couldn't see a crisp bone breaking sound from my fingers.

The hands of the gray robe were like grass, and they were easily broken by Cangsheng.

Heaven and earth are quiet.

....

The gray robe sat on the ground, as if his whole body was falling apart, and his limbs were weakly spread... All the unwillingness and anger are all powerless at this moment.

He looked at Cang Sheng, looking at the adult innocently like a child.

Tens of thousands of people in the desert... Everyone's eyes were focused on Kurayu, as if looking at a god.

Then, in the silence, with a pop, the third senior brother of the drunkard kicked the door of the gray robe, and kicked the latter on all fours, without the posture of a strong man.

"your mother, Lao Tzu, do you dare to beat?" Like scolding a deflated three, the third senior brother of the drunkard was angry and made up for the gray robe's head, and shouted, "Don't you know that Lao Tzu's son Cangsheng is very awesome?"

Senior sister Yu Tong first slapped Cangsheng on the back of the head like bullying her little brother, and then without saying a word, she rushed over and snapped at the door of the gray robe, scolding and scolding, "Second fool!

The second senior brother Jiang Kong's temper was a little better, but he got up slowly, walked slowly in the direction of Cangsheng, and then kicked the gray robe out like kicking a piece of wood that was in the way... This honest-looking man whispered, "Your sister, it really fucking hurts to beat me." ”

Cangsheng, who was the master, was like a critic, rubbing the back of his head that had been beaten by his apprentice, still cheap, "The second child is fine, you don't like sports since you were a child, so treat it as a gray robe for you to loosen your muscles." ”

The senior sister took a shot at Cangsheng's head and slammed it again.

Hundreds of thousands of people in the desert looked at these four strange masters and apprentices, confused.

Mu Zhizhang looked at the four of them, dumbfounded, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Geng Yuhuai looked at Cang Sheng, then secretly glanced at his daughter Geng Huairou not far away, and sighed quietly.

Yuan Liu, who has a grudge against the senior sister Yu Tong, is still vigilant in his eyes, he is like a hungry wolf on the verge of battle, he looks at Cang Sheng vigilantly, one foot forward, one foot backward, it seems that he is preparing to smear oil on the soles of his feet.

"The surname Yuan, are you trembling and afraid of eggs?" Senior Sister Yu Tong shouted from him with a cross-eyebrow, "Put a hundred hearts, kill you as a calf, you don't need Cangsheng to make a move, the old lady can kill you herself." ”

Yuan Liu didn't look at Yu Tong, but cautiously squinted at Cangsheng and didn't speak.

.....

"The old teacher taught you to be low-key, but I'm really embarrassed that I broke my promise for the teacher, and accidentally exposed my strength. Cangsheng, who was like a spring breeze, drank wine and shook his head again and again, "When this group of people sees me in the future, they will probably have to go around the road... It's a pity

Ah, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, I'm afraid I don't have to do it. ”

Hundreds of thousands of people stared at these four masters and apprentices, speechless for a while, only the wind and sand followed.

Mu Zhizhang seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

The muscles on Yuan Liu's face twitched slightly, and he always dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak.

Geng Yuhuai secretly glanced at his daughter again, as if he wanted to mention something to Cangsheng at this time, but he still held back, he didn't have the courage or the cheekiness.

Senior sister Yu Tonghu pretended to be a tiger, held her head high, and shouted at the three of them at the top of her voice, "You two, in the future, if you three forces encounter me in Guilin Mountain, you will have to take a detour, do you hear?"

The three overlords all looked to the side in unison, and no one looked at her, and no one spoke to her.

"Hundred miles of spiritual veins will belong to our Guilin Mountain in the future. This group of laborers is all managed by our Guilin Mountain, who has an opinion?" the senior sister continued to shout with a high spirit.

Still no one spoke.

Boom.

A man suddenly jumped out of the wind and sand.

It was Mo Xiaohe, who was punched away, and rushed back with a heavenly step.

In the stunned eyes of thousands of people, under the witness of countless monkeys and orangutans, in the world of the vast soup.

Mo Xiaohe stepped on the chest of the gray robe, first smashed his fist on the latter's head with his head and covered his face, and smashed the latter's protruding eyes back, and the bridge of his nose, eyebrow bones, chin, and teeth were all broken.

Then the sword in his hand, like cotton, was easily plunged into the chest of the gray robe.

He bared his teeth and shouted angrily at the overlord of the three major forces, "I want to become Guilin Kingdom, I am the emperor of Guilin Kingdom, which of you has a fucking opinion?"

His voice was very magnetic and confident, and his voice was very loud, like a muffled thunder that stirred in the empty desert, stirring in everyone's periosteum.

But there was still no response.

I can't even hear the reply of the three overlords.

No one answered the three questions.

The wind blew on Mo Xiaohe's face, on his robe, on his black hair, and hunting.

If no one answers, it means that it is acquiesced.

Monkeys, orangutans, tens of thousands of laborers, and the world's Dapeng peacocks came over like a tide and lifted Mo Xiaohe high.

"Long live the Emperor of Guilin. ”

The sound of neat and powerful shouts was endless.

....

Under the celebration of 10,000 people, Cangsheng drank alone into the night.

He looked at his apprentices, at the laborers with joyful faces, and he was silent.

"Apprentices, those who are teachers make you arrogant, and those who are teachers are also happy. ”

But he was silently thinking in his heart, "But don't be too happy. ”

"Congratulations, for the teacher to leave you a pit again.... The gray robe was not so easy to kill, and he was spared his life for the teacher. ”

I don't know what I thought, and an indescribable smile appeared on the corner of Cangsheng's mouth.

"But next time you want to be beaten by him, you won't help as a teacher. ”