Chapter 215 I wish Huang Xiangxiang's pupils slightly shrinking, Shen Sheng said: "The second teacher, it really is you!"

Pullet person, Feng Boli.

"好, my good nephew, you are really more capable, you can find my ontology so soon, but unfortunately you and the wrong person." Feng Bo's ritual face was exposed, throwing the bamboo basket from behind

Inner machetes are flying scattered, flying to Xiang Xie like a heavenly girl.

Xiang Yanyang raised the stone knife to pick the machete, but he couldn't hold a large number, and his body suffered to varying degrees of cutting.

Feng Bo dived down, holding a cutting firewood knife to attack.

Xiang Yan's face was expressionless, the stone knife was spin in the hand, and the cutting knife was blocked.

Feng Boyi's wrist was used, and he wanted to pick the stone knife away.

Xiang Yan did not resist, his wrist turned out, and the blade was cut to Feng Boli's wrist. He wanted to cut his hands.

Feng Boli's eyes were spicy, and the other hand hidden behind him flickered out, stabbing directly to Xiang Yan's heart.

Feng Boli wants to use a hand tendon to change the life.

However, the next scene made him dumbfounded.

Seeing that the tip of the knife was to thorn in the heart, Xiang Yan's chest appeared a rotating knife shadow, hitting the firewood knife, and the mouth of Feng Boli cracked.

"Phantom knife? Master actually gives you the scholarship. Is this going to cultivate you as the head of the next scalpel?" Feng Boli was shocked.

Immediately after his eyes, the knife shadow differentiation out of the shadow, cutting into his neck.

The rolled sword wind was extremely sharp, and before he chopped Feng Boli, the blade had cut his skin with blood stains.

Feng Boli was so frightened that his feet stepped on the ground, and his body exploded for tens of meters.

The knife shadow followed, and countless knife marks were cut out of the ground along the road.

Feng Boli couldn't help but tears his throat and said, "What are you doing! Hurry up!"

What?

And there are others?

Xiang Yan's face changed greatly.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a large ice cube on his back, and dozens of ghosts grabbed his hands and feet from behind, covering his mouth, making him unable to read the spell.

The knife method was broken.

The sword shadow disappeared when Feng Boli had three inches away.

Feng Boli was relieved. The next second, he showed fiercely in his eyes.

"Good nephew, Phantom Knife can't play one -tenth power on you. In order not to fall into the name of our knife, let it give it to me."

Xiang Yan stared at the round eyes and struggled to fight.

However, he ghostly sealed him. He was like a duck on the sticky board, and he could only watch the firewood knife falling down.

"I hurt my brother, did you ask me?"

Su Yuan was like the ghost charm, raised a fist and blasted towards Feng Boli.

Feng Boli was frightened by Su Yuan suddenly, but then she saw Su Yuan did not escape, but instead greeted the boxing up, and suddenly it was happy.

He is a killing knife that kills countless people.

He urged his spiritual power to make the blade more sharp.

Su Yuanquan was swept away, and he instinctively lowered his head and dodged.

But at the moment he bowed his head, the fist bombed on his machete.

His proud cut firewood knife was like a bubble, and he instantly crushed into a residue.

Feng Boli stopped and watched the cutting knife with only the handle left. He suddenly felt creepy, looked up at Su Yuan with a horrifying manner, and lost his voice: "Who are you?!"

"Living Yan Luo." Su Yuan smiled.

"Live ..." Feng Boli trembled and felt that his crotch was cold, and he lowered his head to find that he didn't know when he peeed his pants.

Suddenly he was annoyed: "I am a knife to send people, kill countless people, no matter what you live, you must die today!"

Having said that, he yelled at the air in front: "This person is a bit evil, come out to help, otherwise everyone dies together!"

A figure emerged and a familiar voice came: "You are afraid of being like this, it is really insulting your father's name."

"With less nonsense, you and I have their own purpose. If you want to do things, you can't just force me." Feng Boli's face was light, and he pretended to make a hard air.

The figure appeared, it was Master Zhan.

For Master Zhan, Xiang Yan was startled.

Su Yuan was not surprised.

Master Zhan said: "Boy, we met again, but this time no one came to save you again."

Su Yuan shook his head and said: "People like you, while talking, always hiding his head and showing his tail, there is no meaning at all."

"Oh? Why?"

Su Yuan humming: "So far you dare not face me with the true face? Master Zhan? Or Tianwangshan wish Huang?"

"What?!" Xiang Xun's face changed greatly.

As a feng shui genre, he naturally understands the name of Tianwangshan.

I wish Huang became famous for a long time, and his strength reached the seven grades of the master, mastering various formation methods.

There were rumors that he changed the feng shui of a region with his own power, thereby changing the nursing theory of the region.

The well -known Changshou Village in the surrounding area is his masterpiece.

Of course, this is just the things on his face. He is very evil in his back and has done many things that hurt and harm.

The life that is directly or indirectly in his hands is enough to exceed thousands.

This person is powerful and the technique is particularly fierce. He was stared at him, especially Feng Boyi looked at it beside him. This made it difficult for Xiang to imagine how to support it.

Master Zhan, or Zhu Huang silently, made a hoarse laughing: "Yes, I am Zhu Huang, but what I use is not easy to do, but to parasitize half of the gods in this body, in other words

In other words, I am also Master Zhan. "

"Where is your body?"

"Of course, you can cultivate it on the Tianwangshan." Zhu Huang contempt: "After all, you are not worth packing it in your own body."

"It's a pity, there is no way to kill you all at once." Su Yuan shook his head.

Xiang Xun's eyes were rounded, and he couldn't help but said: "Brothers, you can accept it, don't get angry with this old thing, he can't mess with it."

"It's okay, maybe he was furious directly, and I was saving." Su Yuan laughed, and he didn't take the two in front of him.

Zhu Huangqi's body shook, squeezing out his smile: "Okay, this seat has lived for a century, and no one has dared to recreate this seat like this. You are the first and the last."

"Why, are you going to kill me?" Su Yuan posted his hands and said indifferently: "I'm standing here, come on."

Xiang Xiang's mouth twitched.

He had a little doubt whether Su Yuan had broken his head.

The opponent is Zhu Huang, the well -known Tiawangshan head, even if this is just a pseudo -body, he can't play half of his strength, and you must not be underestimated.

Su Yuan's behavior, in the eyes of anyone, is dead.

Zhu Huang squinted, he took a skull from his arms.

Complaining baby sky skeleton.

The skull's eyes rose green, and then the cold skull opened his mouth mechanically, making a harsh scream.

Suddenly, a ghost face appeared in the sky, scary and horrible, full of vision.

Rao is Su Yuan and can't help but erected.

It's not afraid, it's scared.

Anyone who meets this weird picture will be a bit or less.

Xiang Yan leaned on the side of Su Yuan: "Brother, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid."

"I'm afraid!"

"Well, I'm a bit too." Su Yuan laughed.

"Damn!" Xiang Yan couldn't help but give Su Yuan's middle finger, and smiled bitterly: "Forget it, people have their own lives, and our brothers are here here, and they are also destiny, and they can't blame anyone."

Su Yuan said silently: "Before the other party shot, you started to make a will?"

Xiang Yan asked suddenly: "Do you have a way to escape?"

"Escape? Escape is not me, but them."

"What do you mean?"

"You are standing on the side, remember to applause later."

Su Yuan pushed Xiang Xiang away, and then tipped his feet, leaped tens of meters, and rushed to Zhu Huang.


Chapter completed!