God's hexagram favorite concubine

Chapter 1233 Dead old man, don't be shameless

"Damn old man, don't be shameless!" Huang Yingying's arrogant roar suddenly sounded, which seemed extremely disharmonious in this dark and cold night.

"Junior Brother, there seems to be something exciting ahead." Amo craned his neck gossipingly to take a peek, and the little pig had a wicked smile on his face.

Xia Zishang's eyebrows and eyes were also full of strong interest, "Go, go and have a look."

Quietly lowering her breath and the sound of her footsteps, Xia Zishang quietly walked around behind a boulder in front of her.

Looking forward from where she was, I happened to be able to see the scene of Huang Yingying and four people besieging Lao Yangtou not far away.

There was a playful look in his eyes, Xia Zishang knew very well that Huang Yingying and the others were looking for death.

The four of Huang Yingying didn't know that their good days were coming to an end, they all looked contemptuously, looking at the thin old Yang from a distance.

"Old man, hurry up and tell us the location of the national teacher's tomb, don't force us to be violent!" Among the four of them, the man in blue pointed at Old Yang from the air and ordered.

Hearing the words, Old Yangtou sighed faintly.

There was a cold murder in the old eyes that had been downcast all the time, and the old Yang said with disgust, "It seems that the world has really changed recently, even garbage like you can enter the Jiuzhong Linglong Pagoda."

"Damn old man, you really don't want to eat a toast!" Huang Yingying's small face flushed with anger, she turned her head and ordered to the three people behind her, "Stop talking nonsense with this old man, beat him to the ground first, I will I still don't believe it, but this old man has been stubbornly refusing to speak!"

Huang Yingying gave an order, and the four rushed out from the spot at the same time.

Old Yang just glanced at them, and then flexibly straightened his arched back.

The crutch in his hand looked inconspicuous at all, but in the hands of Old Yang Tou, the crutch immediately became a magic weapon. As Lao Yangtou pierced through the crutch, it turned out to be the sharp long sword in the blue-clothed man's hand. Crush with one stick!
With a crisp sound, the man in blue saw that his long sword was torn apart, and an unconcealable shock appeared on his face!

In the next second, following the ghostly movement of Old Yang, the crutch spun in mid-air and hit the blue-clothed man's chest heavily!

There was a clear sound of bone cracking, and the sharp tip of the crutch landed on the blue-clothed man's chest. It hit a fist-sized groove directly on his chest. It can be seen that his ribs and heart veins were hit by this blow. Smash it!
The vitality in his eyes quickly dissipated, and the man in blue was horrified and terrified, and the body slammed heavily on the yellow sand, making a muffled sound.

The remaining Huang Yingying and the other three were all frightened by this scene, their eyes widened in horror, and they all wondered if they had read it wrong!
This old man clearly looks like half of his foot has stepped into the coffin, why is he still so tough!
"Wait a minute, old man, we can discuss if we have anything to say!" Huang Yingying's murderous expression disappeared immediately, and she quickly backed away in horror, trying to distance herself from Old Yang.

Regarding this, Old Yang's old face showed no expression, his toes were on the ground, his gray figure was like a storm in the desert, whizzing past mercilessly, and the crutch in his hand smashed into three pieces. Human chest!

The three of Huang Yingying were directly sent flying!

Their chests were full of fist-sized pits, and their ribs and heart veins were all shattered. Until their last breath, they couldn't believe that Old Yang's strength was so strong!

(End of this chapter)