Stealing The Heavens

Chapter 126

Seeing that Wei Xiaoxiao’s guard turned and fled, don’t think about why he would be here. He has taken a knives from Meng Xiaobai’s waist and used to wear it. The past. With a scream, the sharp knife spurred out, and the handle slammed heavily on the back of the man's head, hitting the upper body suddenly tilted forward, spitting white foam and turned to the ground.

"Hey, my lady personally went to the door and kicked the pavilion. Who dares to escape? Who dares to go? Shi Tianmo does not come out, you all die!" Don't glance at the disciples in front of the martial arts, and scream. Zhao Wei’s sin was very bright, and he didn’t want to stun the person. He rushed to the **** with a group of wolves like tigers, and smashed the disciples who were in front of the martial arts, and the escorts together with the others. All the followers were tied to the beggars.

A few men with the guards struggled to roar, but they were screamed by Zhao Yu’s sin. They were beaten by a chaotic stick, and they were beaten by these people. They only knew that they were crying loudly and never dared to scream. The squad of the patrol department started very fast. They rushed up and tied the hands and feet of these people with a tendon rope. They blocked their mouths with odor-like cloths that they didn’t know where they came from. Go behind.

Several martial arts teachings rushed out, and they pointed at the screaming and shouting: "Let's go, this is our lord's guest, you tied him to do it? Let people release, let people go, children, don't know this group. The dead and the dead guys are surrounded." With the screams of these teachings, the disciples of the large group of martial arts have pulled out their weapons, or they have taken the stone locks and other things that they have just started, and they have slowly become a circle. People are surrounded by squares.

On the wall of the release house, there are gradually appeared to watch the lively warriors. These warriors who fear that the world is not chaotic or sit on the wall, or kneel on the wall, laughing and pointing to this side. Some people even whistled sharp whistle, pointing to the sound of loud noises here: "The family of the family is released, people are coming to the pavilion, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, they have a real knife and a lot of bullies. Less?"

Don't laugh, he laughed and smiled. He smiled at the busy warriors on the wall and laughed and said: "Thank you for your derogatory words! Today, our lady missed the foundation of the family, with the brothers. Kicking the pavilion to grab the game, but also ask you to be a witness, if today we are smashing the release of the devil, this release of the home, but our home!"

Many warriors on the wall burst into laughter, and they all spoke out to scream. Someone came to find the suffocation of the family's house. This is a rare excitement. These warriors are eager for them to fight blood and become a river. Therefore, they have screamed and screamed, and the singer is the old turtle who only knows how to bully and has no power. When I came across a real sly character, I only knew that I was shivering behind and I didn’t dare to come out to meet people.

In this chaos, four ghosts dressed as good servants, four have been mixed into the crowd, sneaking into the backyard of the release house. Qingtian Bairi, Lang Lang Qiang Kun, ghosts who have become ghosts in the ghost body should lose their effectiveness in the sun, so they can only sneak into the release hall with the chaos of the frontcourt. With their current dress, they are no different from the servants of ordinary big families, but they have not attracted the attention of others.

Do not scream at the place here, and screamed at the so-called rules of the rivers and lakes, and the people who wanted to release the family came forward to fight with him. But the teachings on the scene are all people who are not the masters. They just drink so many disciples to form a huge circular encirclement to enclose the crowd, constantly compressing the space of the people, but they dare not take the cavity, they simply Not qualified to decide on the future of the house.

The whistle of the surrounding screams made a loud noise, and those who watched the lively warriors became more and more noisy. The masters of the release house did not appear. Nearly 3,000 people surrounded the hundreds of warriors who kicked the pavilion. This is a big handle. If it is spread out, the reputation of the house will be stinking at the boss. These martial artists shouted loudly and screamed, and they greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of Shi Tianmo.

Just as the atmosphere became more and more tense, there were sudden whistling sounds of sorghum into the clouds in the courtyard of the house. A deep and powerful voice suddenly sounded in the shouting sound: "Why is the junior so arrogant? Dare to release the family to make troubles? A group of incompetent people, not fast!"

In the end, the word 'rolling away' is like a thunderous roar. Nearly a thousand people who watched or stood on the wall, while watching the lively warriors, exclaimed at the same time. Blood was sprayed out in the ears of everyone, and all of them stood up and turned all over. The wall fell and died half a second.

Accompanied by the screaming voice, a group of twenty wearing black robes, hanging various weapons at the waist, the sturdy man under the leadership of an old man, slowly walked out from the hall at the end of the square. Many of the martial arts halls who attended the scene had a big sigh of relief. They all laughed: "There are few owners, but we are relieved. The owner of the museum is safe, well!"

Unleashing the release, the only son of the Heavenly Devil, the master of the heavens and the gods, has a good reputation in the martial arts world. After all, there is no warlord who has no door and no house. It is extremely difficult to cultivate to the innate realm, let alone break through the realm of innateness and advance to a higher stage. Unless the gates of the thirteen gates of the Great Yan Dynasty, there is a perfect cultivation and inheritance, and there is a spiritual root endowment that is more suitable for cultivation. The ordinary warriors want to cultivate to the advanced stage of the innate realm, and there is almost nothing in the world.

As a warrior, Shi Tianmo’s legendary cultivation has reached the peak of congenital fetal interest, and the release of the scale has reached the congenital harmony. This father and son’s cultivation is already an absolute top-level master figure in the Da Yan Dynasty. Therefore, as soon as the release of the scale appeared, many of the martial arts disciples of the martial arts were scattered, and they were arranged in neat rows on both sides of the square, no longer the tension of the sword.

The scale of the scale is not high, that is, the body of six feet up and down, the clean and thin body, white hair, white hair, tied with a red rope on the head, is said to be the age of centenary However, the release of the non-scaling dough is as smooth as a youth, and the so-called crane hair is the look of him. He wore a black robes with wide sleeves and large sleeves, and a long sword with almost the same height as his body was hung in his waist. He walked to the front of the donkey in a steady three-step swing.

A disdainful glance at the secret to cover up the entire atmosphere, the exposed internal force fluctuations are only the innate nurturing of the realm of the pulse, shook his head. I glanced at the Princess of Lele, and the five-color **** of the Princess of Lele gathered in the body, and it was mixed with chaos, and the breath was hard to detect. The release of no scale is just barely able to sense that the Princess of Lele probably has a congenital nutrient or a higher level of repair, but that's it.

Cold and cold, screamed, and said: "I am you, who hurts my disciples." All the followers guarded their arms. This little woman stayed in front of my house. The redemption of the crime, and then a thick compensation for the soup of my injured door, this thing has passed. You young people do not know the heights of the earth, but fortunately come to our release home, meet the charity of the old man, change Any other martial arts hall, you have to suffer."

The release of the scale-free posture is extremely high, but don’t let the princess and the princess do not appreciate it.

After listening to his words, Princess Yule could not help but sneer: "Let Ben miss the three-day atonement? Hey, this lady is so big, dare to talk to me, your old man is the first!" The fierceness of the two scorpions flickered, and the sinister look of the dry and dry, dry and dry body, and figured out where to start to give him a powerful.

Do not be careful to look up and down. Congenital and spiritual warriors? Hey, this interpretation of the lack of scale has clearly reached the congenital fetal world, and is the peak of the congenital fetal world. In particular, the release of the non-scaling skin is lubricated with a bit of evil. Under the skin, there is an unnatural cyan color. He has cultivated a strange practice of practicing the body, which is legendary. Musha?

In the double eyes, the four colors of the strange light flashed, and you have already seen the broken reality. If you don’t steal the practice of having such a practice in your eyes, today you may have been released from the past. The practice of his cultivation is extremely weird, and the body is not very strong, but all the power is concentrated on his body, and the physical strength of the scale is released. It is estimated that it is almost beyond the current ten More than double.

Infuse the sputum with congenital gas, clearly seeing the dazzling glow of the flesh that releases the scaleless and strong sputum, don't help but shake your head.

It is no wonder that you will tell Princess Suichuan that the person who stabbed Yan Buzhen is related to the release house. Explain the situation of no scale, what is his military? Behind him, there is at least one such thing as the thirteen gates of the Great Yanxian Road. It’s also lost for a long time in the operation of Yandu, and Renren Wangyan’s fairy dust has become his apprentice. If not, who can think of a martial arts hall on Xiongwu Street, dare to assassinate the Duke of the Dynasties?

With a sigh, don't take out three hundred pieces of fine blasts produced by Tianlingzong from the storage ring. He will use a red string to bundle it into a bundle of explosives and throw it to the release of the scale, and the quick reaction of the release of the scale will grab the thick stack of 'paper'.

"What is this? What do you do for the old man?" The unseen look at the hand was **** by the red rope, and I couldn’t see the original explosion. I was very surprised to see it. He licked this bunch of blasts, and the fluttering is a stack of pieces of paper. There is no fragrant and poison on it. It is not like a hidden weapon used to conceal people.

Don't grab a little hand of Princess Lele, turn around and run wild.

After running out for dozens of feet, don't worry about it, and release a thick stack of explosives on the hands of the dirt.

The flames swept across the square, and the scales were blown up and the black smoke rolled backwards. The light blue and sticky ink like ink was continuously ejected from his broken body. The more than twenty congenital martial artists behind him did not even have time to make a sound, and they were blown up on the spot.

The martial arts disciples who lined up neatly in the square were even more miserable. They were some distance from the center of the explosion, but three hundred explosions exploded together. The power was simply overbearing to the extreme, almost comparable to the Tianling Zong Jindan period. The power of the top grade 'Jiuyan Leiyanfu' drawn by all the energies. The disciples of the Qianwu Museum were swept up by the shock wave, and they fell out of the dozens of feet.

It’s a mess, it’s blood everywhere.

A long scorpion like a wild beast suddenly rang from the backyard of the martial arts hall. A hard, cold, feelingless voice came from far away: "Whoever hurts my baby, the doorman? Come on!"

The blast broke open the fire caused by the explosion of the explosion, and a tall figure appeared in front of the donkey.