Man Huang Feng Bao

In front of an ancient tomb, a fierce battle is taking place. A red-haired old man holds a faucet crutches and swims around several men and women. With an enemy five, not only did not fall in the wind, but it was easy to play, laughing and laughing.

Under the cover of the fog, Ye Chuan sneaked silently and lurked on the sidelines.

The old man in red is physically strong, and the strength of his body is fluctuating and powerful. He is a real person. The other five men and women are not bad, the weakest ones are also five people, but the five people are all suppressed by the old man in red, wearing a standard armor, it seems to be a martial art disciple.

"Ha ha ha, you five are still shackled, oh my ancestors, I am not embarrassed you, the man's self-destruction, the woman's accompanying me for one night, hahaha..."

The red-haired old man laughed happily, and his eyes twitched from time to time on the two female disciples. The words were not inferior and unscrupulous, apparently a big devil. The faucet crutches in my hand are not known to be made of materials. At least tens of thousands of pounds are screaming and screaming. A woman can’t dodge, and the sword in her hand is suddenly shaken out.

The laughter of the red-haired old man is even louder. The more the war, the more brave, the five opponents are suppressed, and they can't escape.

Ye Chuan lurks in the fog, like a cold stone, his eyes are clear and quiet, without the slightest emotional fluctuations.

The situation of these five sects is getting worse and worse. It is no accident that they will become the captives of the old man in red, and they will be slaughtered. Two female disciples with good looks will be even more uncomfortable. Such a devil, Ye Chuan has always been very disdain, but the dangerous situation on the mountain is complicated, and he will not easily take the shot before the situation is unknown. If the road is not flat, I will pull out the knife and I will die many times.

"Is away from the island, your servant is my lesson, and has nothing to do with my younger brothers and sisters. Come, I will accompany you to fight for three hundred rounds of life and death, let me go to my sisters and sisters."

A young man stood up and stood in front of the female disciple who lost his weapon. A sword stabbed the chest of the old man. This sword, like the rainbow, brings a hidden thunder, and it is very loud.

Hey, Ben Leijian?

Ye Chuan had some accidents, but he looked at the young man's sword and shook his head.

Millions of years ago, the Ben Ray Swordsmanship was also a famous supernatural power in the wild world. The sacred sages walked on the square with this martial art. They were bold and open-minded, and the swordsmanship was also a big open. Every battle was brave. Straight ahead, stand out in the hands of many saints.

Before the previous world, before the land became a great sacred sacred sacred ancestor, Ye Chuan once had a fight with the sage of the Ben Lei, and he was no stranger to the saga sword. He knew that this martial art was powerful. It is a pity that this young man’s sword looks good in the eyes. In fact, it is the essence of the sword that is far from being mastered. Such an attack, against the same realm and inexperienced practitioners may still be barely able to deal with the old masters will not work.

A slamming sound came, and sure enough, Ye Chuan just shook his head. The young man stayed as a wooden chicken standing still, and the long sword in his hand was shaken by the leader of the red man.

A few young men and women, all in a flash, their hands and feet were cold and tight, and they closed their mouths tightly.

Among the group of people, the master who was the highest was lost, and the long sword in his hand was shocked. How can this battle be played?

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

In front of the ancient tomb, only the red-haired old man’s laughter echoed. “Ha ha ha ha, I really don’t know how high the earth is. This kind of cultivation still wants to fight with my ancestors for three hundred rounds. Kid, do you have it? Your head Deity is not worthy, unless it is the legendary elders of your thundering gate, the arrogant Ben Leizi personally played, it is almost the same, hahahaha!"

The red-shirted old man laughed and held up with a faucet crutches. A pair of narrow eyes would not conceal the coveted beauty of the two female disciples.

The two female disciples were frightened and rested restlessly. In addition to the master brother who is the first, the other two male disciples are thin and short, and their faces are young and not mature. It is not as good as even two female disciples. Suddenly encountering such a situation, I don’t know how to be so frightened. All the pressure is on the young man who is headed, but unfortunately, there is nothing to do with the protection of the heart. With the advancement of the old man in red, the body is also picked up.

"Is away from the island, you..., what do you want to do?"

A female disciple raised her head and said with courage: "Don't forget, my father is the head of the Thunder Gate, you... If you are too arrogant, don't you fear that my father will go through the whole gate and kill you?"

"Afraid? If I dare to make it, will I be afraid? Hahahaha..."

The red-haired old man laughed and continued to push forward. His face was cold and he said: "In the past few years, my ancestors have long been fed up with the birds of your thundering gate. Isn’t it a lonely sect? I have been hiding in the overseas world and I am afraid of being hated by the enemy. I still don’t know how to slumber. I want to pick the ecstasy of the ancestors, and all the people who are arrested are not the ordinary disciples, but are you ashamed? After all, don’t you bully? Hey, now, my ancestors, I commanded Hou’s command to rebuild the army’s tens of thousands of miles of water. The first thing that is going to be destroyed is that you are running for Leimen, and you are afraid of revenge? Hahaha, It’s a joke!”

A few of the Leimen disciples, their faces became paler. Can't beat it, can't run away, and it's useless to lift the sect of the sect. The old and ruthless red-haired old man is ready to leave the island. What should I do?

There are a few unscrupulous disciples who are cold and sweaty, one by one, and at the same time, Ye Chuan lurking in the fog is a glimpse of the light.

Hou Ye?

This red-haired devil said that Hou Ye is which Houye, is it...

Ye Chuan’s thoughts were like electricity, and he quickly remembered the eternal weather. The latter's 200,000-strong army has just been destroyed by its own power. If he is to be formed by a large army to rule this sea area, then the previous efforts will be in vain! Yunwu Zong is not far from the sea. At that time, I am afraid that I will be attacked by the enemy. On the land, I must be wary of the attack of the Daqin Dynasty. On the sea, I have to face the threat of Optimum. It is even more difficult to develop calmly.

Looking at the red-faced old man who was laughing and lawless, the old man from the island was scattered, and Ye Chuan suddenly murdered the machine and slowly sacrificed the iron flag.

The mountain was sinister, and the underground passage of the lost city was torn apart by the squadron and the national teacher Jiang Tunsheng. I don’t know how many overseas repairs and forces followed him. He didn’t want to shoot easily. However, things involved the strategic development of Optimus and Clouds in the future, which made it impossible for him to stand by.