Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Miao Xin asked Ye Shaoyang: "The match of the dry land on this day is obviously wrong..."

"This is not wrong. In the day after tomorrow, it is really impossible to push this combination, but the congenital gossip is different, but there are only two columns here, indicating that only one of the congenital gossip is used, and the congenital gossip has eight. It’s not easy to understand the number of people who can arrange this method.

"One school is speechless!" Chen Xiaoyu said, "If there is a congenital gossip, how can the world be able to penetrate! Since you are not vocal, then you tell me, what are these eight groups of easy numbers?"

"When you are like a pig with you! I am not you, why should I tell you?"

"You!" Chen Xiaoyu suddenly pulled the sword and pointed to Ye Shaoyang. "You dare to marry me!"

"What I am jealous of is you!" Compared to strength, Ye Shaoyang's temper is much worse. This forced me to start to confront myself and start to be against myself. Whatever I say, right? Wrong, this guy has to oppose it, and ridicule himself. This time, although he didn't say anything, but accumulated along the way, Ye Shaoyang feels a little unbearable and can't help but pick it up.

"Ah……"

Chen Xiaoyu's servant, the ghost-faced monkey immediately jumped on Chen Xiaoyu's shoulder, and made a violent voice in his throat. He yelled at Ye Shaoyang and looked at it. As long as Chen Xiaoyu ordered, he would not hesitate to attack Ye Shaoyang.

"Come on! Dare to move, I will let you fly away!"

Ye Shaoyang pressed the seven-star Longquan sword with one hand, and his expression was as terrifying as the ghost face monkey.

For a time, everyone was shocked by his performance.

From the beginning of his understanding, Ye Shaoyang’s feeling is that he is not warm, even if he accepts Chen Xiaoyu’s gambling contract, he is regarded as an ordinary person’s temperament, but at this moment, he shows the angry side. The domineering revealed in it is completely incompatible with the identity of his celestial division.

The ghost face monkey was also stunned by his arrogant momentum, and Chen Xiaoyu also stunned.

"Small scorpion animals, you can try me!" Ye Shaoyang's voice is so cold that people are heart-wrenching.

The ghost face monkey screamed and rushed toward Ye Shaoyang.

"Don't be like this!" Miao Xin and Mao Xiaofang want to stop, it is too late, and the heart flashed an instinct: Ye Shaoyang will definitely be hurt in the hands of this ghost face monkey.

No matter how arrogant, after all, it is only imposing. His strength is known to everyone. The ghost face monkey is at least a demon spirit. It is attacked by such a veil. With his strength, as long as he has a blow, he will be seriously injured if he does not die. .

At this moment, Ye Shaoyang suddenly raised his right hand, and quickly recited two spells in his mouth: "Tiantong is coming, everything is shocked! Broken!"

With a loud drink, in the palm of his hand, he suddenly shot a glimmer of light and flew out. The ghost-faced monkey was rushing toward him, unable to prevent it, was shot, and suddenly screamed, turned over Chen Xiaoyu, and fell to the ground.

Ye Shaoyang’s right hand was shaken. He was also shaken back two steps. His right hand twitched and he took a deep breath. He secretly felt that his strength was not good. If he used to use his yin and yang mirror to shoot such a cockroach Don't say that you can kill an ant, at least not at all, and you can shoot it easily.

"Nyima is not used!" Ye Shaoyang said with hatred. However, his hand, the shock of those people around him is not allowed, together with the wonderful heart and Mao Xiaofang who originally wanted to help, is also standing awkwardly, looking at Ye Shaoyang with an unbelievable look.

As for Chen Xiaoyu, I was already shocked.

The ghost-faced monkey tumbling on the ground, long ago, there was no previous momentum, while rolling and squatting, apparently not hurt.

No one had thought that Ye Shaoyang would have made a serious injury to at least the ghost face monkey who was a demon spirit.

"Ah, you are looking for death!" Chen Xiaoyu returned to the gods, straight up the sword, to come to stab Ye Shaoyang.

At this time, Miaoxin and Mao Xiaofang had time to react and stopped Chen Xiaoyu.

"Xiaoyu, can't be like this!"

Mao Xiaofang pressed Chen Xiaoyu's shoulder with one hand and said: "Chen Shidi, your demon servant first started to him, and people just counterattack... Since nothing, just forget it."

Chen Xiaoyu does not rely on it, but it is not easy to directly deal with them, especially the wonderful heart, can only look at Ye Shaoyang with hatred, and said: "You are not the opponent of my monkey king, what are you in your hand!"

"You said this!" Ye Shaoyang laughed and shook his yin and yang mirror.

The performance of the previous anger was not his bluff.

The skinny dead camel is bigger than the horse. Although he only has the mana of real people, there are many instruments of nine-segment light. It may not be useful to deal with Chen Xiaoyu, but there is a very powerful killing of evil things. Therefore, he is confident and even subconsciously wants to anger the ghost face monkey and give him a lesson. He was affected by the gas, he really did not want to endure.

Although he did not completely tear the face, but at least he had to give him a horse, so as not to say something strange along the way to add to his own.

Although Chen Xiaoyu doesn't know what Ye Shaoyang is in his hands, he is also clear that it is not a general implement. He said coldly: "You are just taking advantage of the magic weapon. You are not prepared, and you are attacking and hurting people. If you count, you look down on it." you!"

Ye Shaoyang shrugged and said: "While you look down, I am out of breath, and it is not me who is hurt."

"You" Chen Xiaoyu was mad at vomiting blood, and he had to rush to get him.

"Nothing is enough!" Wu Tong sighed coldly, his voice was not big, but he was not angry and angered, and suddenly shocked Chen Xiaoyu.

Wu Tong went to Chen Xiaoyu and looked at him. He said coldly: "What do you want to do?"

"He exports hurts, I am mad, but I want to teach him something, why not, Wutong, you and I are brothers and sisters, even if you don't like me, you don't want to turn your elbows!"

"Oh," Wu Tong sneered, "Do you want to tell him the truth?"

"What is it?"

"Only the weak can only make sense." Wu Tong said faintly, "Speaking so much to do what you do, your demon servant is not good, provocative, being beaten, what else to say?"

Chen Xiaoyu is stunned. He understands the meaning of Wutong: Actually, the truth does not make sense. Both sides feel that they are reasonable. Then they rely on strength to divide the heights... They are beaten, and they are still so honed. This kind of performance is more like a weak one. .

Chen Xiaoyu bit his teeth, forcibly restrained the desire for hatred, and immediately put on the posture of the strong, and Yang Shaoyang nodded.

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