"Wu Lang, dare you to move , don't you want to go out alive today!" Tang Honglian's pretty face changed slightly. She didn't expect Wu Lang to act so extre.
From Wu Lang's eyes, she saw the most primitive male sex.
"I can't move you?"
Hearing these words, Wu Lang's eyes were red, and his ugly face was vividly expressed at this mont: "Tang Honglian, what kind of morial do you stand for, Xiaoyang's trash, I must have moved you, so why should I? I can't move you, could it be said that in front of , you started to pretend to be a saint?"
Being so insulted, Tang Honglian's beautiful eyes condensed coldly, and a hot fla surged in the palm of her palm, and the pattern of summoning the spiritual formation quickly took shape.
Red Lotus Explosion, Blazing Red Lotus's most powerful spiritual skill, can detonate itself and produce terrifying destructive power. Even a half-step Nirvana-level spirit beast, under such explosions, it will die.
As a woman in Fengxuecheng and Youli side by side, she naturally has her own pride.
Even if he died, he wouldn't let Wu Lang run into it!
Seeing Wu Lang tearing his skin, the eyes of the surrounding youths were full of lust, and even, they scread straight out, adding oil and jealousy.
"Hahaha, Angkor is really a hero, such a woman can't give her a face."
"Angkor is finished, can it make us feel good?"
"Slly ****, even dare to kick my nose on my face, it really laughs to death."
The surrounding noises made Tang Honglian feel angry, while Zhong Mu behind him was completely taken for granted.
This is a great wasteland, not the Xueyue Empire, nor the Lingchuan Empire. As long as you can worship the three major sects and betray a Tang Honglian, what counts?
Besides, in the hands of Wu Lang and others, she couldn't die again.
Therefore, in Zhong Mu's heart, there was no guilt at all.
"Tang Honglian, you asked for all this!" With a grinning smile on his face, Wu Lang grabbed Tang Honglian's clothes with the palm of his hand, his expression fierce like a ghost, and the surrounding youths were Cheers, and his expression is full of excitent.
Looking at Wu Lang with a sullen face, Tang Honglian narrowed her eyes slightly, and fiery waves erupted from her palm.
"Boom!"
Just as Wu Lang's palm was about to reach out, a low muffled sound suddenly spread, and then, there were several muffled sounds in succession, one after another.
Hearing this voice, both Wu Lang and Tang Honglian, who was about to use the red lotus explosion, were stunned and looked back blankly.
"Boom!"
With his fists tightly clenched, Xiao Yang's expression was cold, and beside his feet, there were a few silhouettes of people lying downside down, and they were screaming and screaming. It was the young people who were screaming excitedly before.
"Xiao Yang?" Wu Lang was slightly taken aback, and imdiately his face beca extrely angry.
This **** again!
"Angkor, he dared to hit , kill him!"
"My leg, my leg is broken, Angkor, I want him to die!"
Falling to the ground, several young people stared at Xiao Yang with distorted faces, wishing to swallow him alive.
"To shut up."
Indifferently, Xiao Yang kicked the soles of his feet violently, and the bodies of several young people suddenly traversed a powerful parabola, hitting the mountain wall heavily, and at the mont of the impact, only a loud bang was heard. The bones were broken, and the worst was the head burst.
The strength of these people is only the seventh-order spirit master, and in front of Xiao Yang today, they are undoubtedly as weak as a baby.
"Tang Honglian, how dare you fool !"
Seeing Xiao Yang appearing, Wu Lang subconsciously thought that this was a trap set by Tang Honglian in order to get him to the bait. In a rage, Wu Lang stretched out his palm, like an eagle's claw, and violently grabbed Tang Honglian's snow-white neck.
However, Wu Lang had just acted, Xiao Yang's figure flashed over imdiately, his strong palm, like an iron hoop, firmly grasped Wu Lang's arm.
"How co!" Wu Lang couldn't believe it. How could Xiao Yang's speed be so fast? The action just now was no different from teleporting!
Looking at the few stars on the ground that quickly dissipated, Tang Honglian thoughtfully.
"In Windy Snow City, I really want to kill you. Here, your disgusting style remains unchanged."
Xiao Yang's eyes were flat, his palm suddenly turned, Wu Lang's arm twisted.
This is the sound of bones shattering from it!
"Let go! Let go! You **** barbarian, can you only use brute force!" Wu Lang sweated profusely with pain, and a deep panic appeared on his face.
Only then did he feel that Xiao Yang was also the ninth-order spirit master!
In Guyang City, all the younger generations knew that Xiao Yang was extrely powerful in his body, which could be comparable to so spirit beasts.
Therefore, almost everyone who was hostile to Xiao Yang reached a consensus that if they were able to fight with spirit beasts, they would never approach Xiao Yang, a spiritist of the sa rank, who had no resistance at all in the hands of the latter.
Upon seeing this, Zhong Mu, who was standing in the distance, had his heart pounding, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously.
"If there are no last words, now you can go on the road." Xiao Yang said lightly, a sharp rock shuttle quickly ford above him and aid at Wu Lang's head.
"Wait!"
His face was full of fear~~ Wu Lang gritted his teeth and cursed: "Xiao Yang, you are still the sa as you were in Windy Snow. You will only use these ssy thods. If you have the ability, just give so ti. Summon the **** eagle out!"
"Oh."
Looking at Wu Lang with a hideous face, Xiao Yang said indifferently: "I have no abilities, so I still have to send you on the road."
Seeing this scene, Tang Honglian blinked brightly, and a slight arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.
After great joy and fall, now her heart is calm, she only realized that this young man who had been molested by her little brother had already matured a lot.
"He is Xiao Yang? Sister Honglian, your taste is getting worse and worse. A coward who dares not even dare to fight can be on par with Angkor?" Zhong Mu in the distance stared at Xiao Yang bitterly. .
If Wu Lang died, his only refuge would be gone!
"Who is he?" Xiao Yang looked at Tang Honglian suspiciously.
"A villain through and through." Tang Honglian said coldly.
"You!" Zhong Mu's eyes were slightly angry. He used to have a certain illusion towards Tang Honglian, but after Wu Lang appeared, this illusion could only be suppressed in his heart and did not dare to ntion it.
However, he still felt a deep humiliation by Tang Honglian's evaluation.
"Summon your **** eagle out." Xiao Yang let go of his palm and said neither salty nor salty.
"This is your own death!"
Taking a few steps back, Wu Lang smiled viciously: "This valley is where your **** was buried!"
"Huh!"
The figure of the **** eagle appeared in mid-air, and its blood-red wings stretched out. However, its proud cry just ca out, and a sharp snow light slashed across it.
"puff!"
Suddenly, in the horrified eyes of Wu Lang and Zhong Mu, the **** eagle's body split into two!
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