Strongest Abandoned Son

(Thanks to Qian Kun for being upright and rewarding, to achieve the tyrant of the lord, the lord of the lord!)

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The vice-president of the nine-story sneer sneered, suddenly offering a steel umbrella, and said to the two robbers who came over behind him, "Take the two female practitioners and bring them back."

After that, the steel umbrella in his hand had already made a dull explosion, and the black cloth on the umbrella surface turned into a huge black net disappeared. After the steel umbrella was opened, nearly a thousand white awns flashed out. After the white awns were shot, they immediately turned into illusions. Each white mang has been split again into countless silver thorns, just as Ye Mo's magic cloud splitting knives are endless, but in an instant, Ye Mo's body space is completely enveloped.

At this time, the black-handed handle of the real-time monk had not yet shot, apparently waiting for the opportunity, or that the handle of the handle did not need to be shot at all.

The surrounding space began to solidify with the nine-layered monk, and it seemed to be circled by the thorns and then formed a solid state.

A black net with a diameter of a dozen feet was illuminated by the numerous silver thorns, and it appeared on the head of Ye Mo. Obviously, this black big net is the black cloth that has just been hidden. It was only a few times larger than when it was hidden, and it also sealed the space around Yemo.

In this case, even if you can escape this horrible silver thorn, you will be stayed by the black giant net that waits for a long time. Or even if there is no net being lived, there is a rifle with a handle that is black and black.

The two robbers and monks saw that the deputy city owner had already started, and it was unceremonious that the left and right sides of the ruthlessness circumvented the silver-striking battle center and went to Luo Ying to reconcile the young.

Ye Mo snorted, Yin Mang was still in the splitting of the illusion, the purple scorpion has been sacrificed, he did not even look at the steel umbrella white awning ribs and the illusion of the silver awning, it is so flat and slashed out. With his understanding of the situation, this knife does not need to be seen at all.

A purple mangling flashed, and those white awns were sent to the front of the sable, and were scanned by Zihong.

The scream of "咔咔" came. The fan blade of the steel umbrella is broken. Countless silver mansions dissipated. The purple mang has not stopped, but suddenly separated and turned into a left and right.

"Hey..."

Two **** splashes, two robbers and monks who had just left and right were brought into the blood fog by Zimang, and even the Yuanshen was melted by Zimang.

The vice-president of the nine-layered real estate changed his face, and the ribs in his hand did not dare to keep it. He did not hesitate to bring up a awning. At the same time, the black big net is also quickly covered. The reason why the ribs in his hand had not been stabbed before, not to be merciful or to look at Ye Mo, but to wait for the best time. Once Ye Mo wants to avoid his silver space, he urges the black net to bind Ye Mo.

In this way, Ye Mo must choose to escape in one direction. At that time, it was the time for him to kill Ye Mo. But what he didn't think of was. Ye Mo's strong ambiguity is far beyond his expectation, he does not have to dodge, as long as a purple mansion has broken his silver space. No one has ever been able to use a purple man to break his silver mans space, and even directly ruined the white mandible fan on his steel umbrella.

Because of this, this nine-layered monk will be so confident. It is precisely because of this that after Ye Mo broke his fan bone, he would panic and directly stab the black handle of his hand.

The handle was pierced. It brought a halo of black. At the same time, a loud noise burst from the halo, it seems that all the things in this space are turned into powder.

Ye Mo reached out. Even directly caught the center of the explosion, while the purple scorpion did not stop and smashed again.

This real nine-layer monk saw Ye Mo dare to grab his umbrella bones with his hands, and his heart suddenly happy.

"嘭" a muffled sound, the explosion of the black handle was pinched in Ye Mo's palm, and Ye Mo's purplish smashed the black net that fell in the air.

This real nine layers are completely stunned. He can't believe what he saw. Can someone grab his umbrella with his hand? At this time, he realized that he was different from the other party. It was not a grade above. At this moment, he didn't even ask for mercy. There was a big red bow in his hand. Almost at the same time, there was another red thick arrow on the big bow.

He couldn't see the movement of his hand at all, only to see him squirting a few mouthfuls of blood, and the thick arrow on the bow had already been shot. The harsh sound of the cracking sound, a red arrow that was thicker than the bucket, shot the entire space.

For the first time, Ye Mo’s expression of a dignified expression, the monk’s repair was over, and the bow was awesome. He even put away the purple sable, and at the same time, the two hands were brought up, and the surrounding space instantly became slow, just like the blocked water.

"Oh..." The bursts of fine sounds, the nine-layered monk suddenly felt that his domain was broken, and the red arrow that had just been shot had slowed down.

Just now the other party did not have the full force to take the shot. After the nine-layer monk understood this truth, he immediately screamed and said: "Friends stop, Fengmou admits defeat..."

Ye Mo sneered, you said that you can start by hand, you said that you have to stop your hand, how many good things in the world? He simply ignored it, and the real hand has already caught the red arrow.

The nine-layered monk of the surname immediately knew that Ye Mo had already killed him. He felt guilty and blew himself up. He soon discovered that he couldn’t even blew himself. The other’s domain was too strong, and more and more powerful.

"This friend, the Lord of the City has already conceded defeat, please stop it..." It was another sound, and then a figure came quickly.

Ye Mo seems to have not heard it. The real Yuan big hand has already grasped the slow red arrow. Even this red thick arrow is bound by his domain and becomes slow, but Ye Mo grabs it. At the time of this arrow, the real hand is still broken. Even his real yuan rushed, and Ye Mo did not hesitate to reach out directly, grabbed the red arrow again, and then boxed out.

"Arrow is a good arrow, the bow is also a good bow, but unfortunately you are too weak, even the bow is not pulled up, but also want to use this bow and arrow to kill people?" The monk who surnamed the real nine-layer saw a real yuan fist came to his Dantian At the same time, I heard this sentence at the same time.

This is the last sentence he has heard in his life. He never thought that he would be boxed by a real monk.

"嘭"

The blood mist spurted out, and the surnamed nine-layered monk was boxed into a **** fog by Ye Moyi. The red bow and the storage ring of this real monk had already fallen into Ye Mo’s hands.

At that time, the figure named Ye Mo’s hand fell in front of Ye Mo’s. He stared at the three piles of blood on the ground and did not say a word for a long time.

From the time he talked to him, it was only a time of two moments, and at the time of these two interest, Ye Mo had already killed the deputy city owner who was nine layers. This is not tough, it is too strong.

Ye Mo also played with the red bow and the red thick arrow in his hand. The more he saw it, the more he felt that the bow was not simple. For a while, he slowly closed the bow and arrow.

At this moment, the monks around the scenes are all chilling, and the deputy city owner in the corner island city is simply the presence of no one dare to speak loudly. He looked at someone in Cape Town, as long as he took a little more glance, you have to give it to him. Don't say anything, even if he fancy any woman, then this woman can only go with him.

Jiaodaocheng is simply a dead city. There is no hope of soaring here. There is no spiritual cultivation and no source of spiritual stone. Even if it is a woman, it is limited in Cape Town. As long as these women are a little better, no one can escape the deputy city owner of the island city, or several people under the deputy city master.

If you are in other places, no one will be addicted to the female color, but the corner island city can not be cultivated and can not fly, or women are their only fun.

The innocent wood is even more frightened. He is glad that he has not offended the foreign monk. The foreign monk must be the first person in the island. If you offend him, it’s better to be self-satisfied.

"You are the city owner?" Ye Mo swept the former monk in front of him and asked, the monk who called him to live in front of him was also nine layers. Before he and the city owner of Feng’s name were fighting, the nine-layered monk had been watching on the side until he wanted to kill the surnamed city owner. But I don't know that Ye Mo's gods are powerful, even if there is a method of shielding the gods, his **** knife is also broken.

The nine-layered monk heard Ye Mo’s questioning and quickly said with a fist: "Yes, I am not the only one who is the king of the city of Jiaodao. Did the friend just come to the island?"

The tone of Wang Jing’s speech is very polite, just as the deputy city owner and the other two were not killed by Ye Mo, Ye Mo was only a newcomer.

Although he did not say it, but the people around him understand that Wang Jing is afraid of Ye Mo. Ye Mo's breathing room ~www.readwn.com~ killed the sub-Cityman who was similar to him. If he dares to offend Ye Mo, it is to die.

"Yes, I just arrived at Jiaojiao. A few nasty flies were killed by me." Ye Mo whispered that there is absolutely no reason for this closed place.

Wang Jingyi said with a smile: "Yes, the milling and milling is very good, and it is a low monk in the corner of the island city. It also indulges the people under his control. If it is not here, there is nowhere to escape. The monk has long since gone."

Seeing Ye Mo did not say anything, Wang Jing had to continue to say: "Now a friend killed Wang Jing, it is also a peace of mind for my island city. Later friends are the owners of my island city, Wang is willing to give up this city owner The seat, as a deputy. Just did not ask a friend how to call it?"

Ye Moi once slammed the seal and milling, and the corner of the island was smashed. He did not have a few Lingshi to come out. There were very few monks who could come up with Wanlingshi in Jiaodaocheng. The only thing that can pull Ye Mo is the location of the city owner, so Wang Jing opened the city owner of Ye Mo Dangjiao Island City.

(The seventh is sent!!!!)

... (to be continued..)