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Five thousand three hundred and forty-five chapters furious little flower

In the blazing fire, the tiger rushing towards him suddenly saw a blue light beam shooting towards him. Its eyes suddenly flashed with a look of horror, and he turned around and was about to escape to the side. But at this moment, its

A severe pain was already heard on the round head.

It screamed, opened its mouth and squirted out a stream of blood, and rolled out to the side. It then rushed from the ground and fled to the hall behind it.

The little flower slapped the tiger with one claw. With the rebound force from its claws, it jumped up and rushed towards the old monk in front of Wan Lin. Several sharp nails suddenly burst out from the claws. The wind knife was shocked!

He looked up at the air and shouted loudly: "Xiaohua, don't hurt anyone!"

With the rapid roar of the wind knife, the little flower had already pounced directly above the white air mass from the side. Its right claw raised strongly slapped the air mass under it, and its grinned mouth suddenly made an extremely sharp leopard roar.

At this time, Xiaohua had already seen that Wan Lin was in danger. The sudden roar of its extreme anxiety was accompanied by a powerful aura, deafening!

Amid the sudden loud sound, the wind sword was as if struck by lightning, and his face was pale and fell backwards. He opened his mouth and threw a blood column into the air.

The three monks who had just supported each other and stood up under the wall seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer on their heads. The three of them opened their mouths and spewed out a stream of blood, and their faces were pale and fell again under the wall.

The three young monks then raised their hands and covered their ears tightly, and a bright red blood flowed out of their mouths and noses. The few people then supported the ground with their hands and looked into the field with pale faces.

Since Xiaohua followed Wan Lin into the military camp, this strange beast has rarely made such a shocking and harsh roar, and the limited number of times was all in Wan Lin himself or the entire leopard commando.

In a desperate situation, it made this rare deafening roar in extreme anxiety and rage.

At this time, Xiaohua saw that Wan Lin's legs were trembling, and knew that Wan Lin was in great danger. She pounced on the old monk's body-protecting true energy, and suddenly opened her mouth and made this unusual roar.

The huge sound waves like thunderbolt rushed towards countless sharp arrows that shot into space. The entire temple was roaring, trembling violently as if it was an earthquake.

A piece of dusty tiles and wall skin fell from the already dilapidated hall. The flames on the torches around the walls also suddenly rushed upwards, and a few torches fell from the walls.

The body-protecting true energy surrounding the old monk also suddenly cracked a hole in the huge sound waves. Xiaohua found in the air that she could not rush into the old monk's body-protecting true energy.

It made a huge roar in its rage, tearing apart the body-protecting true energy, and rushed into the old monk's body-protecting true energy like lightning. Its right claw lifted a cold wind and slapped the old monk's bare head vigorously on the old monk's bare head.

go.

In the dark woods outside the wall, amid the deafening roar of Xiaohua, bursts of harsh wolf howls suddenly sounded. Amid the furious hungry wolf, amid the furious roar of Xiaohua, looked towards the wall as if crazy.

The gate rushed forward.

There were again violent collisions on the dark temple gate and outside the surrounding walls. In the dark mountains around, there were also sounds of roars of fury tigers and roars from various beasts.

The tiger that had escaped into the hall suddenly jumped out of the dark hall. Its eyes were fierce and made a deafening roar. It rushed behind the old monk with the little flower, with no expression in its expression.

The look of fear just now was like a warrior hearing the horn of the attack, and rushed straight to the enemy group with his leader!

Feng Dao saw Xiaohua suddenly rushing out of his arms. He was shocked and shouted, kicking the ground with both feet hard and rushing forward, trying to summon Xiaohua to come back.

He knew in his heart that Wan Lin had room for action just now and did not use all his strength to deal with the old monk in front of him to avoid hurting others and causing greater misunderstandings.

Now the little flower suddenly rushed out, and the beasts in the surrounding mountains were also rushing towards the temple like crazy, and the dark mountains around the surrounding area immediately echoed, and the bright night sky filled the sky in an instant.

There were dust and mist.

Even the tiger raised by the old monk suddenly turned against him, opened his mouth and rushed towards the old monk fiercely. The sudden change in front of him really shocked Feng Dao!

He knew that Xiaohua had used a rare supernatural power in extreme anger, and the beasts in the surrounding mountains had arrived at the summoning of this mountain king.

Once Xiaohua hurts the old monk with great skill in front of her in anger, and those cruel beasts rushed into the temple one after another, no one here will be spared!

He and Wan Lin are both Chinese soldiers, so how could he watch these civilians suffer unrestrained disasters? So Feng Dao shouted anxiously at Xiaohua while rushing towards the old monk.

Just as the wind knife rushed forward, the three old monk's disciples had already stood up tremblingly under the wall. When the three of them heard the howlings of beasts from the surrounding mountains, their faces turned pale.

They lived in the mountains for a long time and immediately heard that this was the roar of beasts that even those who are of high-level martial arts are very afraid of. They usually avoided one when they saw one, but now they are roaring towards the surroundings.

, which really shocked them.

Several monks followed and saw the fierce little hill king who had rushed over their master's head, the three monks rushed into the field anxiously.

The little monk's right hand then raised, and a cold light suddenly flashed from under the side wall. The little monk who was skilled in hidden weapons swung forward with his right hand. A cold light flew straight to the little flower in the air. The two senior brothers at his hand were also stumbled.

He staggered forward.

As soon as Feng Dao shouted, he rushed forward, and suddenly saw a cold light flying towards the little flower above the old monk's head.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes. He didn't care to continue rushing forward. His left hand suddenly raised up, and a cold light sandwiched between his fingers flew out of his hand, flying towards the flying cold light like lightning.

A crisp metal collision sounded in the air, and a diamond-shaped dart that flew out into the air, a cluster of dazzling red Mars emerged, and flew straight to the side.

At this moment, the old monk in the field was already shaking his body amid the thunderous roar above his head, his face suddenly turned pale, and a red blood immediately surged from the corners of his mouth, and the blood in his body was straight.

The head surged.

He then felt the body-protecting energy outside his body tremble violently, and a cold wind rushed straight to his head with the black shadow above his head!


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