Chapter 323 Escape, Kill

The tense form of arrows makes people hold their breath and beware of the sudden attack of the other party.

The old ghost of Yinling and Xianer are facing each other, and Qiming and Huansha are completely neutral. What they need to think about is how to avoid this disaster. As for the pumpkin face and Danfeng eyes, the two of them are almost crying without tears. They have a good adventure and treasure hunt, and now it has become such a situation. Neither side can help, and they have to help. What's wrong with this? Therefore, they decided to remain silent and motionless, not expressing any opinions, like two puppets.

However, the two of them are masters of the Huashen period. Whether it is Xian'er or Yinling old ghost, as long as they have the support of the two, the result will be greatly shifted. No one will treat the two of them as air or puppets.

"Apprentice, come and help." The old ghost of Yinling said whether he could see it or not.

"If you two guys don't help me, you should know what the consequences will be." Xian'er smiled faintly, but the smile on that face was so scary and frightening.

The two guys are about to go crazy. Neither of them is a good stubble. If there is only one, they can resist and run away. But now there are two, and the result of the resistance must be the joint suppression of the two.

In just one moment, the pumpkin face and Danfeng eyes decided that they could not resist. So they said, "Who are you two going to help?"

Qi Ming and Huan Sha also feel that the two guys in front of them are pitiful, but now is not the time for them to make a decision.

"Then fight! The winner is qualified." Xian'er obviously couldn't wait. She raised her hands, and the firefox putry floating on her body, revealing a beautiful armor. The empty armor was peach-colored, which could wrap around the ** area of her body. **Slim legs and large snow milk.

Qi Ming muttered and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. This figure is simply so beautiful. If you just look at this figure, it will definitely make many people unable to control it. Even now, he knows her face, and there is a kind of desire to take off the armor and get a glimpse of the hidden ** area.

"Then fight!" The voice of the old ghost of Yinling reveals deep helplessness.

"The master's figure seems to be better than before!" The pumpkin's face shines with a strange light and mutters.

"You want to die." Danfeng's eyes whispered reminder that he seemed to be afraid to see Xian'er's stunning posture, and he was lowering his eyelids at this moment.

Both of them play very strangely and do not use spells and magic weapons. They fought against each other with bare hands. Only the shining light on the fist makes people know how powerful this punch is.

Originally, the master fighting in the Huashen period was very beautiful. But Xian'er's unbearable face and stunning figure made people want to spit blood.

Gradually, the fight between the two entered the white-hot stage.

Several scars on the fairy's empty armor, some of which are displayed on the empty peach blossom armor wrapped in two huge snow breasts.

It was unbearable, and the old man's cheeks were swollen, like a pig's head. Xian'er's face was not attacked at all. Maybe the face was so ugly that even its originator could not look directly, let alone touch it.

Only those beautiful and attractive places are the best places to fall.

That's what they do. You hit me in the face and I hit you in the chest. It's a complete rogue trick.

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It was a shaky and exhausted moment when Xian'er fought with the old ghost of Yinling.

Danfeng's eyes suddenly said to the pumpkin's face, "Brother, when will you wait if you don't leave at this time!"

The pumpkin face has been staring at the beautiful posture of the master. After every punch, he is heartbroken. He vaguely remembered that he had just entered the door of the old ghost of Yinling. What a beautiful woman she was when she first saw the master. Her body was green and gorgeous. Her pink skin was blown and broken. When she smiled, her bent eyes had a soul-catching charm. What shocked him most was that she did not hold her waist. Busty breasts and straight buttocks. I don't know how Master can be so hot to such a beautiful woman.

"Let's go, brother." Danfeng saw his brother's demented face. He knew that his brother had always had a special feeling for this wife, but now it was about life. As long as you are alive, you can achieve hope.

"Good." The pumpkin's face seemed to say goodbye to something important in life, took a deep look at the fairy, and then turned his head to run away.

"Would you two like to come with us?" Danfeng asked Qi Ming softly, and then added, "Let's enter the forbidden place of immortals together, and you will take care of that thing."

"Good." Begging for a heavy nod.

The four people flashed and ran away desperately.

Behind him came the sound of fighting between the old ghost and the fairy, as well as the sound of talking.

"They escaped, and your [Fantasy City] can't get it." Xian'er sneered repeatedly.

"Let them escape. I'll kill you, a crazy woman first." The old ghost of Yinling was obviously angry, and his voice was full of irritable emotions.

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"Gun over the magic weapons, elixirs, flying swords and so on." Flinn** leaned on the crystal wall, slightly closed his eyes and was taking a nap.

In front of him was an old man in a purple robe, with a strong body and thick white hair roots. Looking at the teenager in front of him, he could feel the cultivation of the other party, which was just the cultivation of the three layers of the deity period. Isn't he also the third layer of the deification period? Being asked and ordered like this made him quite unhappy, but in accordance with the principle of not causing trouble, he patiently asked, "Why?"

"Ah?" Fenning slowly opened his eyes, yawned, with an surprised expression, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and said very seriously, "There are too many people going in. My brother asked me to look for treasure. I don't know what treasure he asked me to look for. If I go in and look for it, in case the treasure my brother wants is taken away, I can't cross it. " He said that there was a rather embarrassed look here, "So, I can only wait for you here."

His tone is very sincere, but no one will believe this nonsense 'sincere' now.

"Ha, baby, the old man only found a broken bowl." The old man smiled, and the purple robe raised gently, and shot out a dilapidated bowl.

"How can this garbage be the collection of Wuji Xianzun?" Fening stared at the broken bowl carefully, then stretched out his middle finger and popped out with his fingers.

"Bang!" With a sound, the broken bowl suddenly split apart. Then when it fell into the air, it continued to break and turned into dust after landing.

"Qianyuan finger!" The old man looked awe-inspiring and stared at the teenager in front of him, a disciple of the Qianyuan faction. Even if his strength is comparable to his own, he must not be able to beat him. The disciples of the super faction have absolutely high combat effectiveness under the condition of equal cultivation.

"Gun over the baby you got." Fenning is still very calm, as if talking about something that he doesn't care about.

"I don't know what skills you practice?" Suddenly, the old man looked very respectful and asked.

"Empty Fist!" Feining didn't hide it, just blurted out like chatting.

He doesn't look arrogant, and he doesn't have the arrogance of big disciples.

It's just that his request is too domineering.

"Ah!" The old man's body trembled and his eyes were wide open. He had heard of this skill, and only core disciples could practice it.

"You two, stop!" Before Fenning had dealt with the old man in purple robe, two more guys rushed over. One was as thin as a pole and the other was as fat as a pig.

The two ignored Fenning, but stepped on a strange pace, and from time to time, the glory flashed from their feet at extremely fast speed. Fenning knew that the two were obviously using an accelerated rune.

"Hmm." Fening was a little angry. He stood up coldly and took half a step left with his left foot. Then he gassed and said, "Hid!"

Two fists, one punch forward and one back, staggered.

Boom!

The whole crystal wall suddenly trembled, and suddenly a transparent light curtain flashed.

Bang, bang!

The two fat and thin guys held a corpse and hit the light curtain fiercely, and then were heavily popped out and knocked on the crystal wall.

"Why are you blocking us?" The fat man looked simple and honest, staring doubtfully and looked at Fenning.

"Gun over the baby you got." Fening was too lazy to say more and ordered directly.

"We didn't get the baby. We're here to find my master's body." The thin man stared at the body and said sadly.

"Is he your master?" Fening frowned and looked at the body carefully. He looked too young.

"Yes."

"How many years has he died?" Fening asked.

Seeing that the thin man was suddenly ready to answer, Fenning suddenly said, "I have a good way to test whether you are telling the truth." He smiled and said, "You all have transformed your answers, and you must come one by one." While talking, Feining suddenly pulled out a black box. He threw it at the two and saw them catch it. He ordered, "They are all transformed in this box!"

The thin man took a look at the fat man and nodded slightly. The fat man was clear in his heart.

The fat man suddenly transformed into the number 20. But the thin man turned into the number 30.

"Ha, the two illusion numbers are exactly the same. It seems that they really came to look for the master's body." Fening nodded very seriously.

The thin man took a long breath, and it seemed that the fat man understood his hint.

"Hey," Fei Ning suddenly smiled mysteriously and looked at the two people who rushed over in the distance. Their eyes stared straight at the fat man and the thin man. He smiled enlightened, "It seems that someone is chasing you. Did you rob their baby or..."

At a glance, the fat man and the thin man became frightened, and the turbulent flames on their backs covered the sky and the sun. Under this flame, the crystal wall is constantly melting, turning into a trace of moisture and entangling around the fat and thin men.

"No." The fat man and the thin man glanced at the ice silk on their bodies and shouted in horror. And the witch from the back obviously did not mean to stop.

Because she must kill these two bastards.