Chapter 69 Collapse Three Kills 1

Qiao Yun turned his head to look at Yu Yanxin, squeezed out a smile on his mature face and said slowly, "Yan Xin, take good care... Senior, I won't forget what you told me, and I'll see you later."

"Let's go, let's go. If you want to come next time, you can come alone. Don't bring those messy guys, so as not to stain my place." Thinking of what the black mandarin and the old goat had done, Gui Guzi became even more angry and shouted hurriedly like driving mosquitoes.

A disgusting smile piled up on his thin face, and the old goat laughed and said, "Old man, you and I also have the same smell. Next time I will bring a few little beauties here so that you can also enjoy the happiness of life."

Yu Yanxin heard the old goat like this**. When the words are scorny, the porcelain-like jade face rises with a faint crimson.

"Damn, old**. Stick, if you dare to come next time, I have to break your leg. After listening to the old goat's words, Gui Guzi also cursed angrily.

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It took Qiao Yun and the old goat 10 days to spare a huge cliff of about 50,000 miles, and also met a lot of monsters on the way.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..." Just as Qiao Yun and the old goat stepped on the ground of the broken branches and leaves and walked through the lush mountains and forests, there was a beast roar not far away, which shocked the sky, making Qiao Yun's ears buzz.

"Uh, the eighth-level peak Warcraft?" Hearing the roar of the beast, Qiao Yun also knew that trouble had come.

The old goat didn't seem to put the eighth-order warcraft in his eyes. He spit on the ground disdainfully and scolded, "Damn it, knowing that the old man can't be scared, this beast dares to scare me. Boy, wait here first and let me clean up the beast. Before Qiao Yun could reply, the old goat stroked the horns above his head with his hand, and then flew away like a strong wind in the direction of the roar of the beast.

"Big boss, the black man also went to help the old man." Now with the colorful divine wood as a support, the black mandarin naturally disdained the eighth-order warcraft and vowed.

"Forget it, that shameless old man can do it. Let's wait here for a while." Qiao Yun is also very clear about the strength of the old goat. For him, the eighth-level Warcraft is not a concern.

In less than a moment, the roar of angry beasts and the sound of rumbling feet came from the distance, the earth trembled, and the sand rolled...

"Damn, you really think my old man is easy to bully, right? Let you taste the power of my old man." The angry roar of the old goat came from the distance.

Then, there were extremely sad screams echoing between heaven and earth, and the pungent smell of blood came to the nose, and blood splashed on the sky and the earth like a pouring rain.

The short and stoop old goat swayed and dragged its extremely asymmetrical beast thighs, surrounded by long blood-red hairs, slowly came over, threw the thighs in his hand to the side, and said slowly; "Ky, this thigh is enough for the two of us and the little guy to eat for the first half a year, and not We need to worry about food."

Looking at the huge thigh on the ground with surprised eyes, Qiao Yun was sure that the eighth-order warcraft should be a red mane giant elephant, and its skin and skin were so thick that it was difficult to hurt even an ordinary sword. It can be imagine how abnormal the defense of the red maned giant elephant was, and the old goat easily The red mane was killed.

"by the way, the broken knife in your hand seems to be an unusual weapon, and I don't know where you came from or stole it?" The old goat stroked the goat's beard and carefully looked at the Xuantian broken knife.

Fooled? Stolen? When he heard the old goat describe it like this, Qiao Yun was speechless.

"stains, stains..... Good weapons and weapons, according to my old man's poisonous eyes, this big broken knife should be several times more powerful than the best spiritual weapon. The turbid old eyes were full of greedy eyes. The old goat immediately squeezed out a treacherous smile and said, "Kid, I have always liked treasures. Can you lend me a day or two so that I can enjoy it?"

Qiao Yun is not a fool. Since this old guy recognized the extraordinary place of Xuantian's broken knife, he naturally wanted to come to make an idea. He quickly pulled a cover and said, "This broken knife is my ancestral thing, so I won't lend it to anyone."

"Come on, if you don't want to lend it to me, just tell me what ancestral things to fool me. I have lived for more than 2,000 years, and I can't be regarded as an old man. I can't see your little thought. The old goat despised it.

"Well, I can lend you a day or two, but you won't interrupt me, or I'll make your old guy regret it." Qiao Yun immediately turned his head and looked at the black mandarin not far away, and saw his two small claws holding the colorful divine wood.

The old goat followed Qiao Yun's eyes. When he saw the colorful divine wood in his arms, his heart was stunned, and his eyelids twitched fiercely.