My Script is a Supporting Role

Yang Wei waved: "Treat it with it, then take the clothes of the two people, stacked together."

Zhao Manjiang does not understand, "Stripping together? Why?"

Yang Wei's eyes took a cold and said: "It is very tight that there is a very tight thing, and the gaps in the eyes are still very big. It is just a four-eyed golden eye beast. It is not enough ..."

"I want to let the Qingfeng's name to sweep the floor, and they are in the practice of training."

"Then, take over the site of the entire Qingfeng Valley."

Zhao Minsheng looks, no longer hesitates, brushing a knife to Jiang Yiling on the ground.

Jiang Yu Ling gently closed his eyes.

After all, I still can't escape.

"!"

The long knife also has three feet from Jiang Yuling, but it is broken from it.

The broken knife made a turn in the air, but suddenly folded a direction, rapidly stringing back.

"flutter!"

The broken blade is a flying knife, inserted directly into the chest of Zhao Merjiang.

Zhao Minsheng also held the handle in his hand, but looked at his own knife in his own body.

"This……"

This knife passed directly into the heart and cut all his vitality.

Zhao Manjiang's eyes were still very big, but the eyes were quickly scattered, and they went to the ground, and they did not move.

Suddenly change made Yang Wei's worship, the heart of the gods, jumped out of three feet after brushing, and looks at all around.

nobody! ! !

"who is it?"

"Give this!"

Just in front of Jiang Yu Ling, a group of folk souls gradually revealed that in the air, it was wound into the air, gradually gathered into a human form.

It's just that this person only has a rough contour, and the head is only the soul flow, and it does not seem to see anything.

At this time, the night has come, and there is nothing in the woods, which looks extraordinant.

This soul is condensed into a faceless person, it looks more like a ghost, and it is extremely strange and terrorist.

But Yang Wei is still in the world of practitioners, when the next road: "Soul repair?"

In the mouth, there are several flights that the Qingfeng Valley is on the top of the ceremony.

Qingfeng Valley, from the Zong Master Feng Chonglun to several elders, and no one will succeed.

"You are not people in Qingfeng Valley!"

Yang Wei said on the side of it, while the speech was released around.

The so-called Minggu is easy to hide, the dark arrow is difficult to prevent.

Zhao Minsheng, who had just killed, is already a five-day, and it is no weak, but even the face is not hit, it is killed.

It can be seen that this soul attack in front of this is really a bit.

But Yang Wei is not afraid.

He is a deputy palace owner, which is already a smart trual, which is already the master of the upper number.

This soul will use this ghost sneaky to attack the sneak attack. It is not enough.

"The strength of this soul is actually in general, so I don't dare to come out."

According to Yang Wei, the realm of this soul should be around the insight into the seven major retentants, up to the insight into the nine major, which is slightly higher than the realm of Zhao Manjiang.

But it is much better than yourself.

Otherwise, he should nowadays, but will not make this so much, gainting, ghost.

However, he got a spirit of integrity, even if it could not be competed with his own enemies, it was ok to delay the time.

However, until now, this person did not dare to do his hand, just explained that Yang Wei's guess is correct.

"This soul is not enough, so I don't dare to cross me."

Think of this, Yang Wei heart is set.

As long as you can't kill me, how do you can make it?

Knowledge is searching for this small hill, but did not find any other soul fluctuations.

This makes Yang Wei some accidents.

"Where is this guy hiding?"

The faceless person is hoarse voice: "You are right, I am not a person in Qingfeng Valley."

Yang Wei did not find the true body of this soul, but he had to continue asking: "Since you are not the people of Qingfeng Valley, then there is no entanglement with my flying fish palace."

"You don't have to take this water."

There is no face: "I didn't kill you now, just want to ask you, you just said that 'there is tight" ... "

"You are obviously the palace owner of the flying fish palace, this 'who is' there?"

Chapter 243, Jiang Yu Ling's silence

Yang Wei smiled: "You think that you will get a soul, I will fear you, then tell you anything?"

The faceless person seems to be sighing, said: "In this case, then I only have myself."

Between talks, the faceless people are moving.

Fang did standing in front of Jiang Yu Ling, but in an instant, the unobstructed power rushed to Yang Wei in front of Yang Wei, and hit it to Yang Wei's chest.

This punch is even like a whole space around, and he is repeated to him.

Yang Wei heart shock.

This faceless person is obviously just a soul.

It is well known that the soul is only able to make some simple tricks, which cannot meet the attack power of the present.

But this punch in front of this, there is a complete exceeding his expectations.

Yang Wei's combat experience is also rich, although the heart is amazed, the bottom is still unrest.

Forced to force the vitality in the body, push your hands, the Yuanqihui gathers into a shock, and the ancestors are full of faces.

"boom!"

The fist with the face of the face hit the fashionable man, like hit an invisible wall, crashed.

But the people who have no faces are still not reduced, and the fist is directly printed with the power of Yang Wei with a strong space.

"boom!!!"

Yang Wei feels not a fist in the chest, more like a big mountain.

When the chest bone is crisp, I don't know a few, and I spurt a blood in the mouth.

Yang Wei's body is like a broken kite, and falls on the grass.

Jiang Yuling lying on the ground can not help but open his eyes, and it is a surprise in his eyes. It is a joy.

"how so……"

Yang Wei lies down on the ground, his eyes are round, and it is self-confident.

When is it, can I blew, can you be so powerful?

Suddenly, Yang Wei is thinking.

During this time, the rumor of the boiling industry ...

Changyang County, Sheng'an City, Facing Four Battle ...

"Is it, do you like ..."

Yang Wei used to struggle to look at the faceless person, but he was cut with his neck, and his head gave birth to life.

The face of the face is close to Yang Wei's ear, whisper: "Congratulations, this time, you guessed it!"

Yang Weng is dead if it is dead.

Changyang County, Sheng'an City, Facing Four Wars.

In the 1990s, nine people were dead.

Second World War II and Wu Xiu, Wu Xiu seriously injured.

Three war Xuan Yu is unparalleled.

This battle seems to have not really hands, the two people happen to another level.