Seeing him approaching shamelessly, Yun Zuiyan's tiger eyes narrowed and his hand brushed, a spirit hunting force immediately attacked him, lifted him up and smashed him at the big column of the Bagua spirit array behind.

The big column sent out a buzzing bell, and immediately out of thin air, several thugs in purple clothes surrounded them.

Just because of this hidden Kung Fu out of thin air, the cultivation level must not be lower than the holy level.

The eye color of Hua Canling is slightly drooping, and there are eight holy orders. It doesn't matter. She is the peak of holy reverence, a great level higher than them. If there are another 100 holy orders, she can retreat with yunzui Yan all over her body.

Therefore, she is not nervous.

Yun Zuiyan snorted about it.

Although his cultivation has not been restored, it is more than enough to deal with only a few Holy Level spirit hunters.

But now he can't easily use the spirit hunting power. All his spirit hunting power is used to suppress the attack of poison bite.

It was just such a gentle flick that he almost loosened the suppression of poison bite. Therefore, he won't do it easily until he has to.

The reason why he did it just now is just a kind of confusion, which makes the other party think he can't be bullied easily.

"This suckling boy dares to beat me and catch them! Send them to the store!"

Seeing the black market thugs appear, the lame man got up from the ground, wiped out a handful of blood from his lips, pointed to Yun Zuiyan and Hua Canling, and ordered fiercely.

Don't ask who he is. If you dare to fight his lame man, don't blame him for being cruel.

The eight holy order thugs did not say a word at once, and immediately stretched out their hands to catch them.

In all directions, all the retreats were blocked.

As a loyal protector of the Lord, Hua Canling, of course, blocked Yun Zuiyan's face with an arrow at the first time and scolded: "bold!"

As soon as the holy order's hunting power came out, the eight holy order thugs were immediately suppressed and their chest blood surged, as if they were glued by someone. The previous action as fast as lightning became a hundred times slower than the slow action in the camera, which was very difficult.

Yun Zuiyan was expressionless this time, carrying a pair of small hands. Obviously, he was only more than one meter and five meters tall. Standing among a group of thugs who were inconvenient to move, he seemed to be the tallest. He walked all the way to some lame men with trembling legs and said, "life or money?"

The lame man knew that he had a dog's eye and kicked the iron plate. He quickly bowed and said, "at your command."

He was also very polite at first. The smelly boy ignored him, so he thought he was a little fart child, but he didn't think he was a hard bone.

Hua Canling said, "if you want to die, lead the way; if you want money, make a price and burn you as much as you want."

This sentence was taught by Yun Zuiyan before she was in the suspension car.

The lame man hurriedly said, "the little one is willing to lead the way, willing to lead the way."

Burn money, only the dead can get it!

He doesn't want to die yet!

At the moment, the flesh on his face seemed to tie a knot. He bowed to Yun Zuiyan and said, "Sir, this is your slave?"

"Nature."

Yun Zui Yan raised his chin slightly and said that his eyes were not good. If you ask more, I'll let her kill your posture.

"Awesome, awesome."

The cripple quickly raised his thumb and wiped a cold sweat in his heart.

A slave's accomplishments are so high that the master wants to be afraid that his accomplishments are not lower.

No wonder he dared to fight him.

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