Chapter 120 Skinny

After seeing Zhao Qianyang's strangeness, the Phantom also stopped, slowly closed his eyes, and felt it carefully with his mind. Any slight movement within a kilometer could be felt extremely clearly, but he did not find anything strange and asked puzzledly, "Qianyang, what's wrong? Have you found anything?"

Nan Xichun raised her greasy face and looked out of the door doubtfully. The red dust and fog gently raised red gravel, and her eyes touched only 100 meters. He didn't find anything. Besides, there are three masters of soul realm here, and he doesn't have to worry about anything at all. He simply buried his head in the meat and ate it with a big mouthful.

"Someone." Zhao Qianyang lowered the business and said quietly.

Xiao Gang raised his glass and hung his arm in mid-air. He looked around, but found nothing. He closed his eyes and released his mind to feel it. The mind could feel the fluctuation of energy in an all-round way, which was completely different from what his eyes saw, but he still didn't find anything. However, since Zhao Qianyang said so, there must be no mistake. He carefully carried out his soul power and wasware of any sudden ** situation.

"Gaga, that's good, that's good. I didn't expect you to feel my existence." A high-sounding and thick voice sounded.

The phantom's heart tightened, and this person could hide his breath as if it had disappeared, and his cultivation was definitely not under him.

Nanxi Chun suddenly heard this strange voice, which sounded like hitting copper and shivered with fear.

"Haha, my friend. Come on, sneaking down your whereabouts and what do you want to do? Zhao Qianyang said lightly. Although his voice was light, his voice floated far away. Every word was extremely clear when it came to his ears. Nancy felt that it was not Zhao Qianyang talking to him, but another person in his mind who was talking like him.

It's like a stone sinking into the sea, and the man is not making any response.

Zhao Qianyang looked up at the roof, with a strange smile on the corners of his mouth, and said lightly, "Since you refuse to show up, don't blame me for being rude to you."

The dead silence is still a dead silence.

Zhao Qianyang's cold 'hum', Nancy felt endless pressure. Zhao Qianyang spread around in the center. The pressure was so great that he almost stopped breathing. He quickly threw the ground dragon meat in his hand into his mouth, hit the soul shield, and took a few steps back. I feel much more relaxed.

Zhao Qianyang's palms were closed, and the roof and wall turned into a pair of huge palms facing a dark shadow in the sky.

"Oh, haha, that's good. It's a little interesting." As soon as the words fell, his body twisted and shot back like a sharp arrow.

pa......

With a loud noise, the palms clapped together, setting off a huge wind and waves. The small gravel on the ground was blown and raised high.

When Zhao Qianyang saw that the thin man dodged his attack, his mind moved and his palms grabbed the thin man overwhelmingly. If a hill was caught by this palm, he would probably be caught into a pile of lime, but the thin man would not, because his body was like a ghost, and his palms had not yet arrived. As soon as I twisted it, I just dodged in the only gap between my palms. The time and orientation were very accurate, and the silky was not bad.

"Hey, you can avoid it. You look down on me too much." Zhao Qianyang said and pinched it casually. The two huge palms in the sky suddenly changed. It felt like thin water flowing in the ditch, and a huge net firmly surrounded the thin man in the middle.

Zhao Qianyang said, "So you are just like this. Now I want to see where else you can escape."

The thin man didn't look nervous at all and said very easily in his words, "Young man, who said I was going to escape? It's still too early to catch me by your means."

Xiao Gang shouted, "Brother Yang, tie him up. Second Master, I will slap him twice and teach him a good lesson."

The thin man sighed and shook his head and said, "Nowadays, the children are really getting worse and worse. I have such an old bone that they even have to tie me up. Alas, the world is getting worse and worse, and people are not old."

As soon as Xiao Gang heard that this thin man called his child, he was furious and scolded, "Dry monkey, who do you think is the child? I will be 100 years old."

The thin man was not angry when he was scolded by Xiao Gang. He shook his head and sighed, "Hey, I was wrong. I thought you were a child, but it turned out to be a baby."

As soon as Xiao Gang listened, he was angry from his heart and shouted, "Dead monkey, go to hell." The palms were closed and slowly opened, and the dazzling blue light burst out of the palm. Finally, a thunderball was suspended in the palm, and the 'crackling' sound kept coming from the thunderball, and the scalp of the listener was numb. Hey hey, try my thunderstorm. Xiao Gang hit the thunder ball towards the thin man with a ferocious smile. If at the beginning, he was not confident that his thunder ball could hit the thin man, but at this time, the thin man had been trapped dead by Zhao Qianyang's huge net, and his body was like a ghost, and he could not want to escape.

The thunderball instantly passed through the gap of the huge net and was about to hit the thin man. The thin man did not dodge. He straightened his arm and pointed his palm at the thunderball. His speed is obviously fast, but it feels like the slow motion of a movie. When his palm is raised, he also looks lazy and has no strength.

Next, an incredible scene appeared. Xiao Gang's thunderball actually hovered in front of the thin man's palm. No matter how he urged him, he was unable to move forward. Not only that, the volume was slowly shrinking, and finally dissipating in the air.

"Hey, don't use force in front of me, otherwise the consequences will be very miserable." The thin man said faintly, but Xiao Gang sounded that the sound was like coming from the valley, echoing continuously and surrounding his ears for a long time. The thin man's mouth was upturned, showing a strange smile. He stretched out his finger and talked, and a blue thunder shadow hit him with lightning.

Zhao Qianyang's heart beat and shouted, "Stay away."

Xiao Gang didn't know what was going on. Obviously, he looked at the thunder shadow very slowly, but he just couldn't avoid it. Lei Ying hit Xiao Gang's head without any difference, and exploded, accompanied by Xiao Gang's sharp howl.

Zhao Qianyang looked at it and saw that Xiao Gang's clothes were full of holes criticized by thunder, and there were wisps of blue smoke. His long hair was even more erect. He felt that his head was twice as big as before, and his face was black. He kept trembling and said, "Dry... dry... shrivelled..." No sound.

Zhao Qianyang was relieved to hear that Xiao Gang could still speak. He hurried forward to hold Xiao Gang and took a look at his injury. Fortunately, there was nothing serious. He knew that it was this thin man who showed mercy. With his ability, it should not be difficult to kill Xiao Gang.

Xiao Gang's body trembled for a while before stopping and shouted in pain, "Oh, hey... But I'm numb to death. Dead... dead slimped monkey... You, you don't want to live, but you actually... dare to split me... I..." Xiao Gang said and wanted to attack again.

"Xiao Gang." Zhao Qianyang quickly stopped him and said respectfully to the thin man above, "Thank you for your mercy, but I hope you can tell us what happened when you came to us."

The thin man stopped Zhao Qianyang's words, suddenly patted his bare forehead, and said, "Oh, I'm so confused. I just fought and forgot my business."

Zhao Qianyang just wanted to ask, but saw that the figure of the thin man slowly faded, and then disappeared in the huge net woven by his soul power. This discovery shocked several people. Zhao Qianyang first felt the breath of the thin man and turned around. He saw the thin man standing in front of the big pot of dragon meat in front of the table. Zhao Qianyang's condensed big pot was 1.6 meters high. The thin man could only look inside on tiptoe, which was very funny. But at this moment, no one dares to laugh at him. Zhao Qianyang and others have never heard of the hand he just showed.

The thin man smelled hard with his nose and sighed helplessly, "Alas... I only fought, but it's a pity that there was a pot of good meat." It turned out that when Zhao Qianyang condensed into a room with soul power, he firmly blocked the blood fog in the air from the outside, but in this fight, the room was transformed into a palm by Zhao Qianyang, and the meat was naturally polluted by the blood fog.

Zhao Qianyang looked at the thin man shaking his head and couldn't help sighing, as if he had lost something he loved. "Does the senior mean this pot of meat?"

The thin man said angrily, "What else can that be? This pot of meat has deteriorated because of you. Now you have to compensate me."

The Phantom thought that this thin man is so unreasonable. The meat is made by Zhao Qianyang. Even if he falls down casually, it has nothing to do with him. Why should he compensate him?

Zhao Qianyang was not angry, "If you want to eat, then I'll make a pot."

"Okay, okay." The thin man applauded and said that the happy look was like a child getting a lollipop.

Zhao Qianyang's palm turned over, and the huge net in the sky fell to the ground and turned into the house again.

The thin man curled his lips and said, "Young man, I didn't expect that your special soul power would make such a broken house."

Zhao Qianyang said, "This is what I changed according to the appearance of my family. Although it can be changed into something else, it is still the most pleasing to the eye."

The thin man looked at Zhao Qianyang, then raised his head, his eyebrows were deeply locked, and he sighed for two or three minutes. Home is so far away and strange, but why is it so nostalgic? Hey, what are you looking at? I can't see the cabbage on my face. When the thin man shouted, everyone quickly turned their heads away.