When he meditated, four people, such as the boss and Xiao Zhou, still stood quietly and dared not come out.
Since seeing the ghost king take the initiative to retreat, the three words "Yan Gong" have become more distinctive in their hearts, and it seems that they have been compared with such a giant as the ghost king.
I don’t know how long it took before there was a sudden burst of footsteps from the cave, which meant more people came!
In the first four years, Qi Qi’s face changed. They didn’t let the blood-refining Zongdi come over, and the ghost king couldn’t turn back. These people came uninvited!
A moment later, a group of young monks with different clothes but full of vigor and righteousness stepped out of the cave entrance. There were six men and two women in all … all of them were brothers from Qingyun Gate, Fanxiang Valley and Tianyin Temple.
It’s Qi Hao, Zeng, Lu Xueqi, Zhang Xiaofan, Fa, Fa Shan, Li Xun and Yan Hong that are the same as the original works, but the difference is that they didn’t split up at a fork in the road, but they found it together!
Although there are many people, the boss, the wild dog road flyover and Liu Gao have no intention of seeing them, and the sneer at the corners of their mouths is full of contempt.
"It’s called heaven has a way, you don’t go through the hell gate, but you just got in by yourself. You guys dare to break into the 10,000-bat cave, which is simply a little bit of a little bit."
"I advise a few of you to give in easily. You’ll have to wait until we make a move, and you’ll be broken bones and tendons!"
"Well, you are lucky to fall into our hands. If you let Yan Gong make moves, you will know what is the ten-fold torture in hell …"
Three people, one sentence, have already sentenced these righteous brothers to death.
Most of the people across the street are the arrogant generation of their respective sects, who is not arrogant except Zhang Xiaofan?
How can I hear this kind of words? Then I heard the Van Gogh Valley Li Xun sneer at it. "The evil clown still dares to be rampant. Today is the day when you wait for death. Even if you kneel down and beg, you won’t want to save your life."
After saying this, Fanxiang Gu Yanhong immediately echoed, "Brother, it’s just like that!"
The old man’s face turned as cold as frost and said, "It seems that you really don’t know who you met, even your master dare not say such things today!"
At the same time, his face changed greatly, and he was silent for a long time. He naturally knew that the old three were careless, but the Yan Gong, who turned his back on everyone, was by no means them, so he could provoke these right elites. It is really possible that all departments will fold here today!
Anxious, his face showed anger, and suddenly he rushed over the old man and others and shouted, "The old man is just a bunch of small hairs. You have to take a look at me to settle them!"
He pulled out his sword and looked arrogant, but his eyes kept turning towards Qingyun Gate. Qi Hao and Zeng made crazy eyes.
In this scene, some people across the street noticed it, others didn’t, but it doesn’t matter.
Because then Qin Changfeng finally slowly turned around during the just eyes swept away …
In the sprint, Xiaozhou immediately stopped and stumbled for two steps and almost fell down. His face was extremely ugly.
The opposite person also seems to have agreed to hold his heart together and quiver. According to the physical strength, some people are encouraged by their throats, while others are directly sprayed with a blood arrow.
Turns out to be a moment milli signs to situation at the same time!
Face like wax paper, everyone looked at the masked figure with horror in his eyes.
Even if people are injured at the same time, why do you still fight like this?
Also warned by a small punishment, Xiao Yicai instantly sank to the bottom of the sea. He regretted not returning the news of Yan Gong to Yu Daoxuan earlier. The real person did not realize the seriousness of the problem and only sent a young brother.
"This is the right path elite, Junjie, Tianjiao?"
At this time, Qin Changfeng’s mask face was full of teasing sounds but full of contempt. He said with great disappointment that "Gong was ten years old and practiced for seven years to become a hell. It’s a pity that Yamaraja’s travelling in the travelling mountains is higher than that of Yingjie … You are all a bunch of idiots, and you don’t even have any interest in showing a king’s domineering."
When they want to resist, Qin Changfeng will increase the intensity of heavenly heart robbery, and the heart will faint and tear, which will make them quiet instantly.
However, even so, everyone still never said, "The pavilion is not crazy. It’s not that there is no arrogance to defeat you this day. There is a young monk at Tianyin Temple at the age of fifteen, that is, Xuangong Dacheng has created a three-style holy method. If he beheads you like a dog!"
"Do you say it’s a Buddhist monk?"