The Invincible School Flower Master

Xiao Han is a guy with an extraordinary background, strong strength, and so many masters around him. It's better not to provoke him easily in the future.

Many people on the court were at this time of attendance, showing a strong jealousy towards Xiao.

At least today in the ancient ruins, if you still want to deal with Xiao Han, you don't even think about it.

However, Xiao Han didn't have the mind to care about these gazes around him now.

Just now there was a big battle, and now I finally have the opportunity to relax and enjoy a moment of tranquility, Xiao Han enjoys it very much.

At this time, with the yellow robe middle-aged man in front of the audience, Xiao Han was naturally happy.

"The guy who bullied our nine princesses just now, don't leave. I will find you one by one."

The middle-aged man didn't have a voice with a trace of emotion, so he gradually spread on the court with a trace of terrifying coercion.

This sentence alone made the faces of Ji Wutian and others present very ugly.

Especially those Human Race Qi Refiners and Monster Beast masters who were instigated by Ji Wutian to deal with Xiao Han, their faces paled even more.

"My lord, we are deceived by others."

"Yes, my lord, please, my lord has a lot, don't care about us in general."

"Don't dare, don't dare, we don't dare anymore, we will retreat, we will retreat."

"We did not bully the Ninth Princess, we did not bully the Ninth Princess."

......

Those human race refiners and monster beast masters were all frightened and lost their color, and they began to separate their relationships.

The yellow-robed middle-aged man just stood so casually, he seemed full of momentum.

From his body, a faint sense of oppression radiated from him with a hint of domineering, and then gradually spread to the surroundings.

The yellow-robed middle-aged man snorted coldly, so that none of the people around him dared to say anything.

Feng Wuchen finally got up from the ground, jumped into the sky again, looked at the middle-aged man in yellow robe, and said in a deep voice, "This lord, you are an old senior in the golden dragon clan, why do you just shoot? It's so spicy. Although our Wind-Chasing Kirin is not as powerful as your Golden Dragon Clan, it is not easy to bully."

To say that this wind is dust-free, among the wind-chasing unicorns, it is always a presence above the top on weekdays.

But suddenly I was embarrassed by a slap in the face. Now in front of this yellow-robed middle-aged man, seeing so many human spirit refiners and monster beasts was scared by the yellow-robed middle-aged man’s words. Trembling, Feng Wuhen summoned the courage to ask.

At this time, even though the third elder and fourth elder and others said they were injured in their bodies, they did not dare to say anything, but in front of the yellow-robed middle-aged man, they were considered peers. At this time, no matter what they said was a shame.

To beg for mercy in a low voice, the three elders and the fourth elders couldn't hold back this face.

But Feng Wuchen is different.

Feng Wuchen is considered a junior in front of a middle-aged man in a yellow robe. Even if the junior speaks rudely, there is nothing to make a fuss about.

"I was so cruel as soon as I shot? You guys from the wind-chasing unicorns are ashamed to say this in front of me?" The yellow-robed man sneered and said, "These three miscellaneous birds did just that. ."

The yellow-robed middle-aged man stood in mid-air and looked down at Feng Wuchen, and said with an indifferent expression: "If you don't want to die, let Lao Tzu stay away. I don't like any of the scum of the Qilin Clan.

If you want this spirit gathering flower, it depends on whether you have this ability to **** it from me. "

The yellow-robed middle-aged man spoke unceremoniously, he was a person who didn't give any face to the Qilin clan.

And at this time, it seems that if Feng Wuchen is windy, I am afraid that the man in the yellow robe will shoot directly, and the spirit of Feng Wuchen will be scattered.

Judging from a trace of the middle-aged man just now, the human refiners and monster beast masters present also understood.

The Soul Gathering Flower in the hands of the nine princesses, if you want to **** it, it depends on whether Feng Wuchen and others have this strength to defeat the yellow robe man.

However, the middle-aged man in front of him can slap Feng Wuchen and the third and fourth elders directly flying backwards. This kind of strength is not something that the Qilin Clan can contend.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen's face was blue and white, and his face was extremely ugly.

In this case, even if Feng Wuchen's heart is upset, he dare not talk nonsense.

If it were to take a shot at this time, the strength of the yellow-robed middle-aged man in front of him was here, and it was really hit with a fist. I am afraid that it is very possible to be killed directly with Feng Wuchen's strength.

The situation is stronger than that of human beings, so how do you stiffen your fists?

"Cough cough cough..."

The third elder and the fourth elder who got up on the ground with Feng Wuchen embarrassedly stretched out their hands to wipe the blood from the corners of their mouths.

The third elder and the fourth elder looked at each other, and they all saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

This golden dragon clan sent a master to play, and today's situation is very unfavorable for their wind chasing unicorn clan.

It seems that the soul gathering flower in the hands of the nine princesses, they are probably completely hopeless after they chasing the wind unicorn.

Even if they send a super master who can defeat the middle-aged man in yellow robe, it will be useless.

Since the Golden Dragon Clan has begun to protect the Spirit Gathering Flower in the hands of the Nine Princesses, the Wind-Chasing Qilin Clan continues to send people, wouldn't the Golden Dragon Clan continue to send people?

Therefore, according to the current situation, the golden dragon clan will never let the wind chasing unicorn clan grab the soul gathering flower.

Unless the Wind-Chasing Qilin clan really uses the power of the whole clan and risks taking a full look at the golden dragon clan, otherwise, they don't think of the hand of today's spirit gathering flower.

Directly shocked all the opponents on the field and did not dare to act rashly. The yellow-robed middle-aged Eun turned his mind and bowed to the nine princesses of the dragon clan and said, “Nine princesses, it’s a bit late to subordinate to the princesses. Please punish the nine princesses."

"It's not too late, Uncle Huangdi is here just right." The Ninth Princess smiled.

"Princess Nine, tell your subordinates, besides the guys from the wind chasing unicorns, who else is bullying you, your subordinates will help you clean him up."

"And that bastard, he took the lead today, not just today, he shot me once more than a year ago, this guy is very bad." The nine princesses stretched out her hand and pointed directly to the person not far away. Demon Young Master Ji Wutian

Discovering that the Ninth Princess of the Dragon Race had actually pointed the finger at herself, Ji Wutian's expression suddenly changed and he almost cried.

He looked at the powerful middle-aged man, he knew he was not his opponent at all, but even if it was so, Ji Wutian still sternly shouted: "I am the Demon Race Young Master, you dare to move me?"

"Hahaha, the young master of the Demon Race? Is your Demon Race very powerful? Why don't I think?" The yellow-robed middle-aged man sneered, "If the Demon Lord stood here today, I might still be a little afraid of it. , But you, a little **** in front of me, don’t even count as a fart. If I say hit you, I’ll hit you. Do you demons still dare to fight my golden dragon clan?"

As soon as the yellow robe middle-aged man's voice fell, he didn't see any change in his aura, he just shook his palm gently at Ji Wutian.

The palm of the yellow-robed middle-aged man just shook it at Ji Wutian from a distance, which was exactly the same as the posture of Feng Wuchen and others who had dealt with the wind chasing unicorns.

As soon as he slapped it out with a slap, all the Qi refiners and monster beast masters present faintly noticed that there was a violent fluctuation in the surrounding space.

And it was this kind of violent fluctuation that the Feng Wuchen and others flew out before.

It seems that this yellow-robed middle-aged man doesn't care about the distance of space at all. As long as he goes out at will, he can ignore the surrounding space barriers and transmit the terrifying force in his body in almost a short moment.

Xiao Han secretly said: "Looking at the strength of Miss Nine, the control of the space has reached the point of perfection, and I heard that the strong of the golden dragon clan can freely shuttle in the void space. It seems that it should be It's true.

And looking at this middle-aged man's action, the powerhouse of the golden dragon clan controls space, I am afraid that no one in the entire Ten Fang Refining Domain can match. "

Seeing the yellow-robed middle-aged man start his hand without saying a word, Ji Wutian's face also became quite ugly.

Even Tier 8 monsters like the third elder and fourth elder couldn't resist a blow from the opponent, how could Ji Wutian resist it?

Ji Wutian urged the demonic energy in his body to the peak. After the violent surge, those demonic energy quickly formed a solid protection around his body.

"Snapped......"

The yellow-robed middle-aged man waved his hand, and he was afraid that he would go through the space directly, and then hit Ji Wutian's face.

This slap was extremely loud, and there was a crisp slap in the entire space.

A bright red palm print appeared on Ji Wutian's face in an instant.

"Puff......"

Na Ji Wutian spouted a mouthful of freshness directly from his mouth.

As for Ji Wutian's figure, it was the same as Feng Wuchen and the others. He flew out directly. Ji Wutian looked embarrassed. He flew upside down for hundreds of meters and barely stabilized his figure.

"Cough cough cough..."

Ji Wutian looked ugly at the figure in the yellow robe in the air, with a look of jealousy.

"The Demon Race is a bird shit? If you don't want to die, just get away. With your current strength, you can't even count as a fart in front of me."

Ji Wutian, who slapped directly, flew out hundreds of meters, the yellow-robed middle-aged man's complexion was slightly dark, and he sternly shouted: "I don't want to kill people now, but maybe I want to kill people later, so you can do it yourself."