Later, Yang Wei crossed the monks with a thunderstorm without having a thunderbolt, and shot behind him and yelled: "Old bald donkey, your Taoist grandfather wants your life!"

Lu Zhenzhen horrible, why are there anyone behind him?

He turned back subconsciously and blocked Yang Wei's punch with his hands, and the response quickly, but between the electric light, Zhou Ye was strong and sharp.

I saw Han Mang flashed: "No!"

The hair of the deer is upside down, and I want to dodge, it is too late, puff !!

Blood split, his back was scratched with a big mouth, and the blood was instantly blushed. He made a scream.

"Big monk!" The monks exclaimed, and then their eyes stubbornly: "Kill them!"

In the face of the monks who attacked the group, Zhou Yan twisted his eyebrows and scolded: "Uncle, this is not dead, it is really a mischief for thousands of years!"

Lu Zhen's painful face at this moment was pale, and anger roared: "I want to set you frustrated!"

"Okay, then look, who frustrated!" Zhou Yan hummed coldly, leaned down again, like a tiger down the mountain.

"Yang Wei blocked them, wait for me to capture this old man!"

Although Yang Wei is usually not reliable, he still uses it at a critical time. If he says nothing, cover Zhou Yan, the seemingly thin body, but the strength is not small.

Kick out, click ...

"Ah!" A monk's legs were broken, showing a twisted twist, and the screams were squeezed together.

He blocked hundreds of monks and smashed people as weapons.

The monk below was blocked by the Master of suffering and could not support it.

This picture was not expected by Lu Zhen Wanwan. At this moment he fought with Zhou Yan, and said: "I didn't expect me to hit the eagle all day, but I was pecked by the eagle!"

"But you can't run anymore, my Buddhist team will arrive immediately!"

He wanted Zhou Yan to panic, but Zhou Yan did not put it in at all.

"Ah!" Lu Zhen was aggrieved, and the wound on his back made him unable to make full efforts. He could only shout: "Come and save the old man, you guys!"

"Today, no one can save you!" Zhou Yan yelled, his eyes were murderous, and he had to suppress this old thing and suppress him to escape.

And according to Wuyang, this thief knows the news of 200,000 yuan.

Bang!

He took a step back, the sweeping deer fell backwards, almost fell, and then a knife, fiercely fanned on his face, his kind eyebrows were broken instantly, and the blood flow continued.

"Little thief, you are so arrogant!" Lu Zhen was completely angry, and he took the initiative to take the initiative, and his means did not lose the previous Thunder Lion.

One punch, and even the sound of broken air.

Zhou Yan had no time to get the knife, so he had to smash it with a punch and collide with him.

With a bang, he fist to meat, and the deer is really painful, but he took the opportunity to brush his sleeves and sweep his golden knife off the ground.

The two of them fists the feet instantly, the war is together, and the gravel on the canyon cliffs is constantly slipping, which is extremely thrilling.

At this moment, a large number of monks siege Yang Wei. After all, Shuangquan was difficult to rival. His lime powder and other hidden weapons were also used up.

In a hurry, he shouted all the words of the Central Plains: "Your Majesty, hurry up! Can't stand it!"

This is enough to make people anxious. The following Qing Tianshi shouted again: "There is fire light in the distance, the fire is light in the distance, and there are people who come!"

As soon as this statement came out, Zhou Yan's face changed, Yu Guang looked at the end of the night, the fire light was faint, and there seemed to be a large shareholder in the Western Regions rushed.

"Hahaha!"
Chapter completed!