Chapter 5 Shameless Old Goat 1
Hundreds of masters came to Kassala City in a hurry, and seven seventh-order strong men such as Su Lang.
Less than a hundred feet away from Kassala City, Su Lang and other seven people stopped, while Su Lang took two steps forward, glanced coldly at the three people in front of him, and finally looked at Qiao Yun and shouted coldly, "Qiao Yun, you can't escape this time... I'll ask you to double the death of Fubo.
"Qiao Yun, you messed up the enrollment test of the college, and made the dean unable to step down, destroyed Wang Kun's physical body, made him immortal, and repeatedly provoke the dignity of Douluo College. If you don't take down today, how can Douluo College gain a foothold on the Kaiyuan continent." One of the old men also shouted harshly.
Another middle-aged man also shouted harshly: "The traitor Qiao Fei intended to usurp the throne and should have killed the nine clans. Qiao Yun, you'd better die obediently.
The seven seventh-order men standing in the front are all your words, and I say Qiao Yun's 'crime' one by one.
When I heard the seven people shouting, the old goat next to me came out in cold sweat and sighed, "Be good. You have committed too many crimes, which is simply inexorable. I have lived for so many years, and I have never seen a criminal guy like you.
A faint glance glanced at Qiao Yun next to him, and the martial arts maniac also laughed and said, "Qiao Yun, I didn't expect that you were more rampant than me when you were in the Xinlan Kingdom, and you actually offended the whole kingdom."
He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his hand, and Qiao Yun didn't say much, so he had no choice but to shake his head and smile bitterly.
"Under the world, it is not the king's soil, the shore of Weishui, and the king's minister. Qiao Yun, even if you hire two powerful helpers, with hundreds of masters, you can't escape. You'd better die obediently. One of the Chinese men poked his finger and shouted fiercely.
The dark eyes narrowed into a gap and looked at the middle-aged man who poked his fingers and shouted fiercely. A smile appeared on his mature face. Qiao Yun said faintly, "Black man, you annoys you. You should know what to do?"
"Big boss, let me deal with this guy." The black mandarin immediately understood the meaning of Qiao Yun's words. The two small claws held the colorful divine wood, squeaked twice, and waved the colorful divine wood vigorously.
The colorful divine wood shines like a scorching sun, and the dazzling colorful light makes everyone unable to open their eyes.
The colorful light flooded the middle-aged man, and then there was a sad scream. The blood mist floated over the sky, and the pungent smell of blood came into his nose.
In the blink of an eye, the colorful Shenmu killed a seven-level strong man.
Su Lang and other people looked at the black mandarin on Qiao Yun's shoulder in horror. They saw the colorful divine wood emitting auspicious light, but with a shocking chill.
"The piece of wood taken by the little beast should be a powerful treasure. Qiao Yun's strength has also reached the peak of the seventh level, and even the strength of the somewhat arrogant middle-aged man is not low..." One of the old men looked at the blood mist with a pale face, and his hoarse voice was faintly trembling.
Su Lang stared at the short, rickety old goat in front of him and said in a low voice, "Not only the wood and Qiao Yun in the hands of the little beast, but also the middle-aged man, even the strength of this old man is unfathomable. No wonder Qiao Yun dares to confront hundreds of masters head-on. It seems that we will also pay a serious price if we want to kill these three people this time.
When the colorful Shenmu instantly killed a seven-order strong man, the martial arts man was also shocked and said, "No wonder you are so sure. It turns out that this little guy has such a powerful treasure to protect himself."
"If it weren't for the colorful divine wood in the little guy's hand, how could I be willing to come here?" For the power of the colorful divine wood, the old goat still has a lingering palpit.
Qiao Yun said in a low voice, "Okay, old man, martial arts maniac, you go to deal with the six seventh-level strongmen. As for these hundreds of sixth-order masters, just let me deal with the blackloach."
When seeing the power of the colorful divine wood, the martial arts madman did not have this seemingly harmless beast.
The fierce battle was imminent. The old goat fought against the four seven-level strongmen alone, while the martial arts man was fearless against the two seven-level strongmen. As for Qiao Yun and the black loach, they were hundreds of masters of the six-level masters.
With the power of the seven-step decision of quenching, the electric snake's entangled left foot stepped on a high emptiness, and his right foot swept to a sixth-order master. When the fighting shield was about to be smashed, it did not give the sixth-order master any time to react, relying on martial arts; teleportation, flashing behind him, left side shape As a hand knife, the soaring flames surrounded the palm of his hand, cut off the neck of the sixth-order master, and shouted at the same time; "Fight to break the palm."
As the low shout fell, a head flew out and hot blood splashed in all directions.
The attack of the black mandarin was more fierce, relying on its small body to walk freely through hundreds of people. The two small claws held the colorful divine wood, screamed twice with dissatisfaction, and waved hard. The colorful divine wood bloomed a dazzling colorful light, shining brightly in the sky.
The miserable screams continued, and the masters shrouded in colorful light were powerless to resist and turned into a cloud of blood.
The blood fog shrouded this world like the Purgatory of Shura.
The martial arts madman was also unwilling to show weakness. His fists were bombarded on the fighting gas shield, and the fighting gas shield broke on the spot. The seventh-order strongman was paralyzed and unable to move.
Take advantage of his illness and kill him. The martial madman fought for martial arts all his life. His man was extremely arrogant, and the killing was more decisive. At the time of paralysis, the soft sword in his hand was lightly swinging, and the soft sword was like a spirit snake around the neck of the seventh-order man. He held the soft sword's arm and pulled it violently. His head flew out on the spot, and the blood splashed everywhere. The seventh-order strong man was sad. The fierce scream was killed by the martial arts man.
The strength of the old goat is unfathomable, but the attack moves are also a little obscene, specializing in attacking the fatalities of the enemy.
"Finger magic skill." As the old goat shouted, two fingers bounced between the crotch of a middle-aged man, and a violent force burst out from his fingers, smashing the fighting shield and piercing the important part of the crotch on the spot.
The middle-aged man who was hit by the fatal place was ferocious with pain, and the blood from his crotch flowed out, and he did not care about fighting. He fell to the ground, covered his crotch, and rolled back and forth on the ground and howled in pain.
Squeeze out the old face**. With a swinging smile, the old goat laughed and said, "The finger magic skill was created by the old man, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today... You, you, and you, who wants to try my finger skills and promise to make you call you father and mother in pain.
It couldn't help but take a few steps back from the four seventh-order strong men and looked at the crotch steps below, afraid of this**. The old man sneaked on his own life. Roots.
Su Lang looked at the old goat and shouted coldly, "This shameless old man is too strong. As long as the three of us go together, Qiao Yun will not have the strength to fight against us."
The old goat smiled sinisterly and said, "Hey, since you want to fight with me, let's see." Speaking of this, the old goat flicked twice against Su Lang's crotch.
For the obscene moves of the old goat, Su Lang was also suddenly stunned, and his body flashed quickly and flashed several feet away.
After all, this is an important part. If you are hit, you must be disabled.
When looking at the stunned Su Lang, the old goat smiled and said, "Don't panic, it was just a false move, and I didn't want to castrate you. Cut it off."
When he saw the frivolous appearance of the old goat, he almost couldn't help laughing at the two seventh-level strongmen.
For what the old goat has just done, it is undoubtedly to provoke Su Lang, and Su Lang's face is blue with anger, and his angry eyes seem to kill the old goat invisibly, roaring like a tiger; "Old bastard, I'm going to smash you into ten thousand pieces..."
"Break me into ten thousand pieces? Hey hey, my old man has lived for so many years, and he hasn't been snored. The old goat laughed.