Chapter 134 Bight 1

First update, ask for everything~~~

In the morning after the heavy rain, the sunset mountains are still shrouded in a layer of warmth. In the wet fog, Qiao Yun walked to the mouth of the cave and took a deep breath of clear air after the heavy rain.

Through the afterglow of lush leaves, it looks colorful under the haze.

Since the moment Qiao Yun went to the sunset mountains to find the Jedi of death, he basically lived a life and death every day, but his originally childish face seemed mature and steady.

Out of the cave, Qiao Yun walked a long journey in the sunset mountains. At this time, all he had to do was to deal with an extremely bad fight against the seventh-level Fubo.

The black man who stayed on his shoulder asked curiously, " boss, that dead old man hasn't appeared for several days. Will he really leave here?"

Fubo's strength is obvious to all. Neither the black loach nor Qiao Yun is willing to fight with a seventh-order strongman.

"No..." Qiao Yun denied the questioning of the black mandarin. He knew very well that Fubo was a fierce character and would not easily let the tiger return to the mountain.

"He's coming." Looking at the distance with a solemn face, Qiao Yun faintly sensed that a strong breath was coming this way.

Qiao Yun shouted coldly, "Since you are here, why hide your head and tail? Is it that a junior is so scared that you dare not look at each other head-on?

"Hmm." The cold hum echoed in this world, deeply shaking Qiao Yun's mind.

A violent fighting energy attacked like a long rainbow. Where the fighting energy attacked, the trees were shaken to pieces and wood chips splashed everywhere.

"Bum." With the help of quenching thunder, Qiao Yun jumped hundreds of feet in an instant.

"Bomb." The fighting energy sank into the ground, and suddenly there was a loud noise. The ground shook violently twice, sand and disdain splashed, and a large pit dozens of feet appeared on the ground.

Fubo flew in the air, and the powerful momentum gave people a suffocating oppression.

After stabilizing his mind, Qiao Yun fell to the ground and sighed in his heart; he was worthy of being a strong man in the seventh-order position, and the power that broke out was so strong.

Fubo stood in the void, with sunken pupils and two faint blue eyes, and shouted coldly, "Qiao Yun, today is your death anniversary next year."

Qiao Yun did not refute Fubo's words, but asked, "Old man, I want to ask why you didn't take action until now?"

"No matter when you take action, you will die at the hands of the old man sooner or later. I let you live in this world for two more days, and you can just use you to suppress and suppress those ignorant descendants. In Fubo's eyes, Qiao Yun is like a dying cat and dog. Naturally, there is nothing to hide.

Qiao Yun smiled bitterly and said, "In order to save a little face, you actually watched your companion die tragically. Old man, you are really hard-hearted."

"Humph, companion? In the eyes of old people, they are like a dog that can only wag its tail to please people. And you are just a vicious dog that can bite people..." Fubo said coldly.

Being scolded as a dog by the old man, Qiao Yun naturally couldn't tolerate it and shouted with a ferocious face; "Old dog, Grandpa Qiao's life is here. If you have the ability, you can take it."

"Looking for death..." When he heard Qiao Yun scolding his old dog, Fubo was so angry that his old face was open, and his palms were condensed with fighting spirit. The wind suddenly blew, making his robe hunting sound. He shouted low, and his palm prints were patted.

In the face of the violent palm print, Qiao Yun had to dodge.

The figure flashed quickly, and the palm imprinted on the chest of a shadow, and suddenly disappeared.

Fubo did not let Qiao Yun breathe a sigh of relief. His withered left palm bent into claws, and his feet stepped twice in the void, and his claws like steel pliers hit Qiao Yun's head.

Qiao Yun looked shocked and immediately ran the fighting spirit. The soaring flames surrounded his whole body. The temperature suddenly rose and suddenly condensed into a wall-like fighting gas shield.

The flame is blazing, and the swallowing is uncertain.

"Bum." The claws hit the bucket gas shield, and the inhaled flame suddenly shrank, and cracks like spider webs appeared in the bucket gas shield.

"Oh, the fighting air shield is not broken?" The violent blow did not break Qiao Yun's fighting shield on the spot, which also stunned Fubo for a moment.

When Fubo hit the fighting gas shield, the fighting gas shield was violently shaken, and Qiao Yun was also greatly affected. The meridians in his body expanded as if they were about to burst, and the blood surged. Qiao Yun forcibly swallowed the heat in his throat before he did not spit blood.

Bite his teeth tightly, Qiao Yun forced the fighting gas in his body and quickly repaired the fighting gas shield that was about to break.

"Well, how much fighting spirit do you have to support?" Fubo snorted coldly, and immediately his left foot crossed a half arc in mid-air and swept over.

"Bum." The bucket gas shield appeared dense cracks. At the same time, Qiao Yun was also shocked a lot. The meridians in his body began to burst, and the crackling sound came from it. The sleeve robe was broken, and the blue veins on his arm suddenly burst and blood flowed out.

Qiao Yun's face suddenly flushed, and with a wow, blood spit out.

"Big..." The black man who stayed aside was blood-red and shouted loudly, and then shouted, "Old man, I want your life."

The black mandarin turned into a streamer, and two small claws grabbed Fubo's chest.

"Little beast, I'm so impatient to live. I'll let you, a puppy, be buried here." After saying that, the soaring fighting spirit surged out and condensed into a fighting spirit shield.

The black mandarin danced its small claws and only caught a few traces.

"The attack of small animals is so high..." Seeing the traces on the fighting shield, Fubo was also stunned for two seconds, and immediately, an old palm stretched out and grabbed the black mandarin in his hand.

The old palm pinched violently, and the black donut coughed hoarsely twice, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth

"Blackloach."

After seeing this, Qiao Yun looked suddenly shocked, his fists condensed his fighting spirit, and the soles of his feet stepped on them fiercely and shouted in a low voice: "Explosive fist."

"Bum." The fists bombarded the fighting air shield, and cracks like spider webs appeared on the spot.

"Looking for death..." Fubo shouted angrily, and the other hand turned around, and the fighting spirit condensed the palm print, which was imprinted on Qiao Yun's chest.

"Wow." Blood spit out, Qiao Yun flew dozens of feet, and the trees behind him were also abruptly cut off.

Qiao Yun fell to the ground, climbed up with difficulty, wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth with his hand, and his dark eyes were red but murderous.

The dragon sword appeared on the left side of the air. Despite the exhaustion of fighting spirit, Qiao Yun was in the second operation of the fighting spirit, and the soaring fighting spirit surged out and shouted loudly; "The flame fell to the mountain."

A flood-like fire wave suddenly filled the surroundings, and the loud noise continued.

In less than half a minute, the fire wave spread to dozens of feet.