Chapter 567: : Punch

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However, Lei Yang’s drink not only failed to make the two men who had rushed to the old man behind him have a half-stop, but also caused a sneer.
"Who is this guy, he dares to talk to the boss like this!"
"Yeah, it seems that he is alive but tonight. I heard that tonight is the night of the blood wolf on the Gobi Desert. It seems that being fed a wolf must be a matter of nailing!"
"Oh, this is the newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger, the strong dragon does not press the head snake..."
Most of these arguments came from the follow-up classes behind the nine princes, and there were very few arguments that came from the monks who looked around.
The nine-year-old is even more eager to say: "I didn't see it, but it was a very kind person. I remember the last time someone talked to me like this, it was five years ago.
But unfortunately tell you that the man was finally bound by my hands and left in the desolate Gobi Desert. I was stunned by the ferocious blood wolf overnight, leaving only a skeleton!

Lei Yang is too lazy to pay attention to them, because for these guys who only have the spiritual source, he can easily kill an ant.
At this moment, I saw that the two strong men in the late Lingyuan did not even care about it. They did not put him in the eyes. They continued to catch the old man behind him. He suddenly snorted and gently slid the sleeves. .
However, this 甩 seems to be casual, but it has set off this huge gust of wind. This gust of wind seems to be conscious, and suddenly it has two storms, and it can be described at an unspeakable speed. The two brawny rushed to the front.
Then there were two muffled sounds, and the two strong men in the late Lingyuan, under the impact of the storm, suddenly flew out like two scarecrows and flew directly dozens of feet away. He fell on the street, suddenly spurting blood, his face was like earth ash, and his eyes were raised with an indescribable color.
And this scene, suddenly let the monks around the view also stunned, their minds seem to have a fault in general, it is really unexpected that this will happen to this point.
The old man behind Lei Yang also suddenly worried about looking at Leiyang. Apparently he thought that this head had a cloak with black cloak and a monk, although he kindly defended himself, but he might be in trouble.
However, Lei Yang came here this time, but this is also to understand the curse, so he really does not want to be ridiculed today, but also do not want to see blood, so he once again said: "If you don't want to die, you will roll quickly. Otherwise, once I take the shot, you will have no room to look back!"
Who is Zhao Jiucheng, but he is the leader of the city in the east of the city, and he is also known as the nine masters. He can’t stand the attitude of Lei Yang alone, let alone his people are beaten by Lei Yang today. hurt. Naturally, he would not stop just like this, otherwise it would allow him to be in the East City of the Moon City, and there is still a WeChat.
"Bold, you are a crazy, open-eyed dog hybrid. You must die here today!" Jiuye Zhao Jiucheng suddenly became angry, not only did not retreat, but instead came forward, but also the two topaz walnuts that he had been playing in his hand. Sacrifice!
That Huangyu walnut, after he was sacrificed, suddenly greeted the storm, and fiercely turned two strange heads of three feet in size, licking his mouth and rushing to Leiyang.
At this moment, Zhao Jiucheng suddenly pointed at his own right arm, and his shoulder on his right arm suddenly flew out a strange earthy rune.
As soon as the khaki rune flew out, it was turned into two, and at an incredibly fast speed, it was invisible to the strange beast head formed by the topaz walnut.
The strange beast head that came to the thunder anode speed suddenly seemed to have a soul. The eyes opened fiercely, and the light of the eyes was exposed. The mouth of the giant mouth slammed into Leiyang and spit out an indescribable sandstorm.
But the sandstorm was not just fierce. On the contrary, the soft streamers entangled in the void and entangled in Leiyang. It seemed to be soft, but it exudes a breath that surpasses the knot, and presents another It is comparable to the power of the monks in the early days of the Yuan Ying.
This made Lei Yang understand instantly, why Zhao Zhaocheng would be so arrogant and arrogant, and this is his greatest reliance.
At this time, Zhao Jiucheng was in the poison, and his hands pulled out a strange seal on his chest. He pointed at the empty ribbon of the yellow sand, and even shouted at the same time: "Bundle!"
The soft streamers formed by the sandstorm instantly covered the place where Leiyang was located and contracted at an unspeakable speed.
At this time, the old man behind Lei Yang, after all, still showed helplessness, and the monks who looked around were also different in their eyes.
But even at this moment, Leiyang still stood still, and never moved.
This is the first battle between him and the Xiliang monk. In the technique of the other party, he did feel a strong attribute of the origin of the earth. It seems that the Jude did not lie that day. This Xiliang monk's cultivation is indeed with different origin attributes.
However, when everyone thinks that the overall situation has been fixed, Zhao Jiucheng has already revealed a vicious smile. The good old man closed his eyes and couldn’t bear to look down. He was still in the center of the ribbon that formed the entire sandstorm. Lei Yang, his body shape disappeared at this moment, disappeared.
When he appeared again, his whole person had appeared less than three meters in front of Zhao Jiucheng, and he used his short-distance special transmission skills to take the butterfly step.
Then Lei Yang looked at him and sneered with a sneer: "Jiuye, there is a road to heaven, you don't go, there is no door to hell, you have to vote, let you go, you don't go, so, no wonder the deity!"
When the voice just fell, Lei Yang raised a punch and played mercilessly!
He did not use any cultivation power, but he did not bless the dragon pulse. It was such a dull punch, but that kind of strength. For this person, Zhao Jiucheng, who is called Jiuye, is like a catastrophe.
Zhao Jiucheng’s original eyes were showing a cold and vicious smile, but suddenly he suddenly became stiff on his face, and his heart raised a sense of fear.
He wanted to recall the topaz walnuts desperately, but at this time it was too late, and it seemed that there was no chance for a beggar.
"boom!"
Leiyang seems to be dull. He does not bless any punches, and he is directly on the sturdy body of Zhao Jiucheng. There is no power left.
At this moment, Zhao Jiucheng’s body, which is like a door panel, did not expect it to be like that. It immediately flew out, but like a balloon, it instantly expanded to the extreme, and the face suddenly became red.
Then he was in the eyes of the incomprehensible people, and the direct slamming of a violent suffocation became a fog, which turned into nothing.
Such a scene, no one expected, so surrounded by ten breaths around, there are rumors and waves of general arguments, horror sounds rising from the sky.
Because no one would have thought that this place in the East City was full of sinister, overbearing, and incompetent place bully. In the end, it was such a strange masked monk who had just arrived, and it was a burst of blood and a burst of blood. It’s such a miserable ending.
With the nine-year-old Zhao Jiucheng being beaten by Lei Yang, the two topaz walnuts he sacrificed also completely lost the blessing of the technique at this time, and suddenly reduced the original shape, and the yellow sandstorm formed before. The streamers also disappeared.
(To be continued)
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