Chapter 263 Rhooligan

With a sharp call, the three-legged golden black roared down, and angrily spewed out a strong and blazing flame. Obviously, it was particularly dissatisfied by the provocation of the green giant. Although it did not fully recover its ontology, the arrogance of the three-legged golden black from the blood can tolerate a small wooden puppet in front of his eyes. Unbridled and arrogant. It was Gan Ping who accompanied Jinwu's action. It was better to do it first. How could he allow Wanfang to recover? His strength was inferior to her. Only by fighting to the death can he win the first opportunity.

Obviously, the two have played the real fire. Gan Ping patted the Huanshan sword, and the wide sword turned into a streamer and went straight to Wanfang's face. Whether it was against Feng Xingyuan or Mo Yehua, Gan Ping only used swordsmanship to defeat the enemy and did not use the flying sword. At present, Shi unfolded, but there was no sense of alienation. The sword light was divided into nine, and in an in an eye, it shrouded the ten thousand fragrances in the air. Gan Ping waved the treasure fan in his hand, and thousands of flowing lights burst out, turning into a huge big hand and grabbing it fiercely.

Bi was tender and sneered slightly. I don't know when a huge shadow of green bamboo appeared behind him. As soon as the cuffs were raised, a fiery red rope flew out and shrouded the sword light in mid-air. Following the rope was a white jade bracelet, which was crystal clear, and the light was shining under the fire, which could not be forced to be seen.

As soon as the jade ring came out, there was an instant gust of wind on the stage, absorbing the boundless flame and pulling it into the jade bracelet. The huge three-legged golden black below has thrown the green giant to the ground and torn it violently. The disciples under the stage looked at the three-legged golden black above, which originally looked extraordinary. Now they are as crazy as a crazy shrew tearing a thread ball, and they can't help but be slightly dumbfounded.

Only the silver-keeper smiled secretly in the distance. This boy's spiritual pet is the best. It is so shameless. Obviously, this three-legged Jinwu was also a lazy person before his death. The three-legged golden black was originally an elf born in the fire, which was born to restrain all the wooden spirits, and this small wooden puppet was not taken seriously by it at all. With just one attack, the wooden puppet was fiercely suppressed. The three ferocious claws like iron hooks were torn crazily, and the wood chips scratched on the wooden puppet's chest were flying, and the vines were scattered.

Although the wooden puppet was taller than the golden black, he was restrained by the three-legged golden black. He couldn't raise his head at all. He could only grab the neck of the three-legged golden black and refused to let go. But the three-legged golden black didn't care at all. He let the wooden puppet's hands stuck on his throat, and the flames on his body burned the big wooden hand to snoring, burnt black.

I was originally a flame-enified spiritual body. How could I be afraid of being stuck in my throat? The unscrupulous three-legged golden black was even more powerful. A huge mouth kept pecking on the head of the wooden puppet, and sparks splashed in the mouth, making the wooden puppet's head burnt black, and half of it was burned in an instant. And the long tail feathers behind him hit fiercely and went crazy at the ** part of the wooden puppet, although the wooden puppet was not a stranger, and there was no ** part.

However, the male disciples under the stage hissed and gasped, and their hearts couldn't help but feel cold. They thought that if they were the wooden puppet, what would be like in the face of such a strange bird, they couldn't help shivering one by one. Are you kidding? The three-legged golden black tail feathers are more than ten, each of which has the thickness of an adult's arm. Look at the fierce momentum, mixed with blazing flames beating on the lower body of the wooden puppet. The hit place is already dark and pitted.

That is, this wooden puppet. If it had been replaced by a stranger, it would have been difficult to support it because it had been hit hard. Seeing the tail feathers beating constantly, Yu Wei swept over the stone platform, and the cracked stones flew away. Everyone looked at Gan Ping with a rather strange look, obviously thinking that what Jinwu did was dictated by Gan Ping.

Gan Ping, who was about to rush to Wan Fang, couldn't help stagling and almost fell to the ground. Although this Jinwu was transformed by the spirit in his treasure fan, this act was not his own order, but completely the trick of the Jinwu's soul itself. Wan Fang in the air also noticed the situation here. Her face couldn't help blushing, and she spat slightly. Her silver teeth clenched, her white and tender hands rubbed, and thousands of thunders came fiercely to Gan Ping.

Gan Ping, who was wronged, hurriedly dodged and dodged, but found that the nine sword lights turned into the mountain sword had been trapped by the rope issued by Wan Fang. He had already changed back to the prototype. In the cage formed by the rope, he rushed left and right, but the rope did not know what was made of. No matter how the mountain sword struggled, it was difficult to escape. Take off.

And the tens of millions of fire awns released by Gan Ping are also restrained by the jade bracelet, and they keep sucking into it. How can monks like Wan Fang not know the way to overcome their attributes? Obviously, this jade bracelet is a magic weapon to restrain fire.

There was no time to pay attention to the three-legged golden black that seemed to be a scoundrel. Gan Ping's eyes flashed, and his figure disappeared in an instant. In an instant, he appeared behind Wanfang's body and waved his fist to hit her back of the head fiercely, without any pity for the jade. The audience has already exclaimed, and the most ugly face is Zhang Yingcheng, a group of people who watch the ceremony. Among the two people in front of him, Wanfang became famous very early, and it's okay to have such magical power, but Gan Ping, an obvious little disciple, has to be famous with Wanfang, which not only makes these sects who are fighting with Miaochengzong not only afraid.

At present, this boy actually doesn't know what kind of body method he has used. He actually disappeared invisible in an instant. Even his own cultivation of the yuanshen realm is difficult to capture, which makes Zhang Yingcheng's face extremely ugly. Imagine that this is just a disciple of a small liquid realm. If Mo Lianfeng and other masters use this method I'm afraid it can be attacked in an instant? If you meet the masters such as Mo Shufeng and Wuangren, if you cooperate with this wonderful body method, unless you prove the master of Mahayana, which of the rest can escape? Thinking of this, Zhang Yingcheng couldn't help sweating coldly and his face was as pale as earth.

The elders of the sect such as the angry real person beside him also looked quite gloomy. I didn't expect that this Gan Ping would come out strange tricks. There are some methods that even their knowledgeable people have never heard of, especially the wonderful body method just now, which made the angry real people regret it. If they had known it, they would have stopped Wanfang, so as not to be magical. The law fell into the eyes of the foreign sect. It can be imagined that if a master in the sect practices this method and fights with other sects, it is simply an unbelievable existence, which is enough to lock in the victory.

is at different angles, and the cognition of things is also different. In Gan Ping's eyes, this golden light method is just a escape technique for running for his life. However, in the eyes of the elders of the sect, who are not angry, it is simply the supreme weapon to kill and seize treasures. No one knows how sinister this world is than them.

Unexpectedly, Gan Ping in front of him disappeared, and the chain consciousness lost its goal. Wan Fang couldn't help but be shocked and didn't have time to think too much about it. In an instant, thousands of golden colors, bamboo slips mixed with green silk appeared out of thin air, like an armor, wrapping it heavily. Medium. At this time, Gan Ping had come behind her and punched him in the back of his head.

The continuous explosion came, even though Wanfang saw that the machine was fast, and the conversion bamboo was simplified to a heavy shield, but it was also broken through four layers one after another by Gan Ping's punch, so that the successor was weak and could not move forward. The so-called unforgiving power is Gan Ping's current appearance. Since he has started, there are no men and women in front of him, only enemies. In the exclamation of the female disciples and the scolding of the male disciples, Gan Ping took advantage of Wan Fang's unstable body and punched out again and bombarded Wan Fangzhu's simplified shield.

Because the fist is covered with heavy flames, even many masters under the stage do not have the black and red scales covered by Ganping Shuangquan Mountain. It is the real dragon blood in Ganping's body that is stimulated to generate a layer of dragon scales. This dragon scale is naturally strong and more destructive. In addition to the increase of the blood of the real dragon, Gan Ping's power has increased by about 30% again, which is not inferior to the Wanfang of the golden elixir in front of him.

However, Gan Ping did not lose his vigilance. He tried his best to capture the breath of the real dragon's blood all over his body, and covered it with the Taiyi Pure Yang Xinjing. Otherwise, although he only integrated and refined only half of the real dragon's blood in his body, it was enough to increase the strength of the body by 30%, and the bamboo could be used under one blow. The simplified shield was broken. But in that case, the secret of his real dragon's blood will definitely be discovered. He doesn't want to shrink his head in the Miaocheng Sect all day long, and he will be chased and killed as soon as he goes out.

Wan Fang only felt that the teenager in front of her seemed to be a different person. Somehow, his strength, which was slightly inferior to her, had soared. Now he took the lead. She was actually beaten back by his stormy fists and was beaten from the air to the ring like a nail. The meridians of his hands were also shaken by the huge force, which was simply difficult to support. I couldn't help but be shocked and angry, but it was difficult to get out.