Thunder Martial

"Ha ha!" The brother's body was next to it, but at this moment, Wang Xiong not only did not have anger, but also laughed.

"Is it funny?" Zi Yan looked at Wang Xiong.

"Of course it's funny, now your instinct has been exhausted. I see what you are dealing with against me. It's really an idiot boy. I can understand what the Thunder can do. If you are not infuriating, you are a toothless tiger." Wang Xiong laughed, this time really prepared for the shot.

"I saw a person when I saw you." There is a sarcasm in the mouth of Zi Yan. "Zhao Can, just like you, regardless of the brothers' life and death, everything is for himself."

"You just have a chance to shoot and save their lives, but you don't. You just want to spend my instinct, regardless of your brother's life, just to kill me. You are a kind of person who lives in the world. "The cold and cold road."

"Hey, **** brothers, just the same door. They can exhaust your instinct before they die, and they can make a difference." Wang Xiong snorted, for the sarcasm of the purple, there is no anger.

"People are not as good as days, and today I will let you know that even if your calculations are flawless, it is still you who die today."

"Big words, death."

Wang Xiong rushed to the purple scorpion, and the second-rate combat technique was displayed on the palm of his hand. It was like a big blade of a handle, and he came to the purple sable.

"Peng."

There is no infuriating purple scorpion, only the fist is used, and the fierce fist hits the big blade of the mountain, and the sound of the flu is heard.

Once in a fight, Zi Yan’s body was shot and flew out, and both fists were numb.

The physique of the eight-level beast, the instinct of the top eight layers of the peak, the purple scorpion is at a disadvantage.

"Haha, let you speak out, today is your death." Wang Xiong laughed and made another blow.

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"

Under this waterfall, two lives are dead, you come to me, Wang Xiong's attack is extremely fierce, each blow is a fatal blow, the eyes are fire, want to kill the purple.

The purple scorpion seems to be much smoother. See the tricks, see the stitches, and once there is an opportunity to attack, Wang Xiong will be given a pair of old fists.

Time passed in the battle.

Wang Xiong, a smirk and self-confident face, gradually changed his face, first became dignified, and finally became unbelievable.

"Impossible, why is your physique so strong?" Wang Xiong screamed, and finally hit a purple scorpion, but only left a shallow mouth on the other side.

"Peng."

Wang Xiong’s blow hit the shoulder of Zi Yan, but the skeletal cracking sound in the imagination did not appear. The purple scorpion was powerful and terrible. Then, after the purple scorpion hard hit the hit, it hit An old fist, a punch punched Wang Xiong out.

"Your infuriating is almost exhausted?" Zi Yan sneered, sweating all over, Tsing Yi is also soaked by sweat.

"You... I see how much strength you have." Wang Xiong also insisted on biting his teeth, and the two men fought together again.

After a long time, Wang Xiong’s infuriating energy was exhausted, and he was unable to fight again.

The whole person of the purple scorpion is like a fish that is fished out of the water. The strength of the whole body is also reaching a limit.

"Haha, Zi Yan, it's you who are dying now." Seeing the purple scorpion has no strength, Wang Xiong laughed and pulled out a short shackle from the back, and he must **** at the heart of the sable.

But in an instant, he suddenly felt a dangerous breath from the purple scorpion, only to see that it was still weak to the extreme, the purple scorpion that had no strength, but now it became radiant, and the eyes were extremely bright.

"I see you are dead." Zi Yan stood up, the voice was loud, the air was full, and there was a weak look.

After that, Zi Yan went to Wang Xiong.

"This...this is impossible, you...you are a monster." Wang Xiong holds a short squat, and finally has a panic in his eyes, seeing the purple scorpion coming, the weak and short waving , slammed toward the heart of Zi Yan.

"puff."

The short scorpion stabbed into the chest, and the blood flowed out instantly. When the short sputum was pulled out, a blood line came out from the heart.

"Oh, it's useless, this is a limit, you can't hold it." Zi Yan sneered, throwing the short scorpion that was taken aside, and then, ignoring the blood of the body, groping toward the other side. go with.

"Mom, the eight-layer peak, even so poor, even a true gas Dan did not." After a groping for no results, Zixiao was extremely frustrated, and then took Wang Xiong's token.

I saw the token, a five-word word, appeared there.

"Eight layers of peaks are only five contributing points, Wang Xiong, you are really weak." Zi Yan shook his head, his eyes were full of disdain.

Zi Yan did not know that Wang Xiong’s contribution points were all exchanged for Wang Meng.

After the purple scorpion searched two people, got a few back to Dan, and then got 11 points of contribution, the harvest is not bad.

After waiting for all the contribution points to be brushed away, Zixiao saw a twenty-nine number on his token.

"Twenty-nine points of contribution, plus a little, you can exchange fifteen true gas." Ziyan is very satisfied with this harvest.

.......

Next to the hills, by the lake, the old man is holding a gourd and a fishing rod, appearing here.

Drinking and fishing is very leisurely.

"Old man, how are you today?" The purple scorpion returned from the depths, and the blood on the clothes had been washed away.

"Little brother, you haven't left yet." The old man saw the purple eyes, but the muddy eyes were bright.

"No, I will leave the sects tomorrow." Zi Yan chuckled, and walked to the old man and found that there was no fish in the fish. The sable was wearing clothes and jumped into the lake.

"Old man, how fast can you catch fish?" The purple scorpion entered the water, and he grabbed a piece of fish, then swam to the shore and put it into the bamboo building.

In a moment, there are seven or eight big fish in the bamboo building.

"Little brother, what are you doing, old man, I can't eat so many fish?"

"Old man, can't eat and take home to raise, I will return to the sects tomorrow. There are beasts in this forest. You should be careful. Give you a few more articles. You can save some food. I will come back later." He grabbed two fish and came over.

Next to the campfire, Zi Yan sat with the old man and chatted while eating the grilled fish. It was still the same thing before, and the two seemed to have talked many times.

He told the old man about what happened in the sect. Even the things that poured the dung were said, and the old man told him something interesting.

When I heard the fun, the two laughed.

There are a lot of wines in the gourd, and the purple scorpion and the old man sip one by one, and talk while drinking. Because of the incompetence of the wine, the sable is drunk.

"Young man, very good." Looking at the purple cicada sleeping next to the campfire, the old man had a touch of appreciation, then went to the lake, poured out the fish in the bamboo pole, holding the empty bamboo raft with the fishing rod, carrying the wine gourd Going down the hill.

The pace is slow, but it is firm and powerful.

On the second morning, the sable wine woke up and felt a little pain in his head.

"Oh, I drank too much yesterday. This wine is really not a good thing." Zi Yan kept squinting and suddenly found that there seemed to be something missing.

"Old man?" Zi Yan wakes up, and yesterday he said that he would send the old man back.

"Don't the old man go back, I don't know if I will go back in the daytime, or at night, I don't have to go see it, don't you have anything wrong?" Ziyan walked down the hill and saw a thatched cottage far away. There is a bamboo raft hanging outside.

"Well, it seems that I am going back. I should also go back to the sect." Zi Yan lowered his heart and turned to the direction of the sect.

......

Ling Wuzong, something about the purple scorpion has already spread.

Brother Wang Xiong found the trace of Zi Yan, who has personally taken him to go. The life and death of Zi Yan, when Wang Xiong left the sect, was already doomed.

After Lin Xue heard the news, the flower was eclipsed, and he quickly went to find Su Mengyao, but he exchanged his head and shook his head helplessly, saying that there was no way.

Because of the purple scorpion, she does not know.

Lin Xue was frustrated and returned. Unconsciously, he went outside the sect and then saw Wang Meng.

Wang Meng stood in the distance and seemed to be waiting for something.

"Hey." Lin Xue roared, Wang Meng is definitely waiting for Wang Xiong, so Lin Xue is waiting on the other side, waiting for Zi Zi to return.

After a while, Miao Kong also got news. Compared to Lin Xue’s face, Miaokong was calm.

"Zizi is still your friend, are you not worried at all?" Anxious Lin Xue, could not help but complain.

Wonderful smiled and said: "Of course I am in a hurry, but I don't have to be in the face when I am in a hurry. When the purple eyes return, I should be able to anticipate this scene, but he still chooses to come back, so this step is He chose to face it himself, and it’s useless to worry."

"Oh, I don't care if you don't care about him. You are not friends. I have heard about Zhao Can's things before. You are like Zhao Can." Lin Xue's words are not at all polite.

Wonderful sky is not angry, but it is very open, just smiled.

"How, I was told to let it go, go, you are not his friend, you go." Lin Xue wants to get rid of the wonderful sky.

The faint smile of the wonderful sky turned into a bitter smile. In the face of Lin Xue, who was entangled in the hustle and bustle, he only said: "Well, I am also worried about the purple 宸~www.ltnovel.com~ It’s just that I look at his life, not as short-lived. People, so I believe he can come back."

"Hey." Lin Xue sighed softly and said: "You are a monk, and you believe in nonsense."

Although I don't believe it in my mouth, Lin Xue is very useful in my heart. If I think about it carefully, the purple scorpion's life seems to be really not a short-lived image, even though Lin Xuelian does not understand what life is.

The sky shrugged and smiled.

"The sable will die this time. You don't want to dream. My older brother went to Linchuan and others. He even has ten lives to die." In the distance, Wang Meng heard the chat of two people and couldn't help himself. The blowout.

"You are nonsense, I see your big brother is dead." Lin Xue angered.

"Haha..." Wang Meng laughed and looked at the angry Lin Xue. He asked: "In Lingwuzong, who can kill my big brother, is it a purple cicada? He doesn't match my big brother's shoes. You said that Zi Yan killed my big brother, do you believe this sentence?"

"Hey!" Lin Xueyi, who was swayed by Wang Meng, couldn't speak. She thought that Zi Yan could survive, and she was also holding the idea that Zi Yan was not discovered by Wang Xiong.

"Haha, even you don't believe, you say who will still believe?" Wang Meng laughed, and laughed dripping, in the laughter, because of the gloom that Lin Mi died before, disappeared.

However, at this time, a familiar and indifferent voice sounded. "Trust, why don't you believe, you know that the world is nothing."

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