Chapter 430: 1.430 Burning Huian

Chapter 430 1.430 Burning Huian
Directly in front of him, Zhang Peng was pressed by several ghostmen disciples, his face full of anger and red eyes, and he stared at her with stare.
If the disciples hadn't dragged him, then Peng Zhang had already rushed over at this time, and I guess I wanted to beat her!
Someone, he feels bad for her sister. Shouldn't she deserve to stand on the ring to be a living target, and let her sister smoke randomly?
There is nothing to be persuaded by the ability to win!
I hate this kind of losers and get tangled.
Qiao Mu glanced at Mr. Peng, and then dismissed his eyes in disdain, walked over from the gates of the ghost gate, and hurriedly ran towards his family's gate.
Suddenly, everyone's breathing sound came from the ear.
Originally looking at her smiling Shenshui Sisters, her face changed slightly, and she cried out, "Little sister, be careful!"
A wind came from the back of his head, and Qiao's face was paralyzed, and the cold chill was immediately attached.
It was Hui'an who was struggling with the broken body, rushed off the ring, grabbed a sword from the disciple of the ghost gate, and threw it at her vest, revealing a bit of viciousness in her eyes.
Sure enough, he was a guy who couldn't afford to lose, and dared to sneak in on her, and told her to die without a burial place ...
Waiting for her to turn around, a very fast moon white figure fell to her side with a moment's slap, and took her into the arms with her left hand, while raising her right hand to open five fingers, throwing a ball of jumping purple flame .
After the flame passed over the flying sword, the poor sword turned into flying ash in front of everyone, disappearing inch by inch.
Hui'an covered her long deformed fake face in horror. As a result of her fierce movement, an eyeball really fell out of her eye socket.
The moment she reached out and covered her face, her body was covered with a purple flame.
The little boy blinked and lay in Merlian's arms, and she was wrapped tightly by a reassuring, light-smelling sweetness of pine.
Everyone at the scene glared in unison, looking slightly at the ghostly female disciples who were wrapped in purple flames, struggling to scream.
Liu Yizhi, who was standing far away from the field, had his eyes changed for the first time. He looked in front of the ring platform in horror, the white boy who threw purple flames in one hand.
Suiyang Qiu San also took a sip of cool air, "Sir, what is this boy about? How could it ..."
"Fire spirit?" Liu Yizhi murmured and shook his head. "Impossible. How could you realize the origin of the five spirits in such a place?"
"Will it be? ..." Qiu San was next to Liu Yizhi, pointing upwards. "Like us, who is the owner of the house?"
"Impossible!" Liu Yizhi shook his head in absolute disapproval. "If it was from Liufu, we wouldn't have heard of it at all."
"That's true." Qiu San nodded in puzzlement, "Is this young man really the source of the five spirits that he felt on the sky?"
Liu Yizhi shook his head again and again, "The fire spirit he realized was too strong, but in Shuntian Mansion, I have never seen it. Impossible impossible impossible ..."
This does not comply with the rules at all!
No matter how entangled Liu Yizhi and Sui Qiu San are, the flaming purple flame has already wrapped the entire owner of Hui'an County.
The little guy turned his head and looked at the Hui'an County Lord, who was blazed by the flames and made a terrible noise.
(End of this chapter)