Chapter 297: Luo Xiong

At this time, within the grass house, another figure entered into it, and the footsteps were very light.
The girl's body trembled slightly, looked up, looked at the figure that entered the hut, with a sly bronze mask on her face, scared her hands on the ground, constantly receding, and the eyes under the bronze mask were extremely Severe, with a bit of indifference, but did not look at the girl, seems to be thinking about something.
"Mo Zhen and Glacier Teng actually appeared here, and, nine days of Canglong Ding, it seems that still on Mo Zhen, the glaciers are chasing him." He whispered in the heart of the knife, this cottage, away from him and Lin Feng The place is not far away, the fire is old, and it lives nearby.
He just walked out and felt that there was a chill in the side, and he came to this side, and then he heard the voices of Mo Zhen and Glacier.
In the distance, the footsteps came out again, letting the gaze of the tyrant flash, the body trembled, vacated, ready to leave, he did not want to get into trouble.
"Give me a stay." A cold drink rushed, and the body of the tyrant had just rushed out of the hut, feeling a fierce palm force pressing against him, turning the palm into a knife and blasting directly into the air. .
A loud bang, the grass house exploded in an instant, and the body of the tyrant was directly pressed down and landed on the ground.
In front of him, a young man glanced at the indifference and immediately looked at the two bodies and the girls sitting on the ground.
"You are a good evil means." The youth face is cold and cold, and there is a killing effect on the body.
"People are not killing me." The tyrant screamed indifferently, but the other party did not pay attention to him, and the killing was still strong.
"Not that you killed, do you think I will believe?" Young Binghan said: "You killed my two sisters, and tried to do something wrong with my little sister, I was hit, I still want to escape?"
"People are not killing him." The girl sitting on the ground stood up and looked at the young man's eyes a little cold, brother? Just now her brother, just not far away, should have witnessed the killing of her two sisters, but when they called for help, her brother did not appear, and waited until the tyrant entered the hut, he came to catch the murderer. This is her brother, so ridiculous.
Her brother, knowing that he can't deal with the murderer, is going to take the knives as a scapegoat.
"Sister, rest assured, since the brothers are here, you will not be bullied. In addition, I will avenge the other two sisters." As the girl guessed, this young man is indeed a scapegoat for the sinister, sister. When he came out with him and was killed by others, he was safe and sound, and the murderer did not get it. How did he explain it? Where is his face?
"Well?" The fangs frowned, and the girl clarified for herself. The other party still insisted that she was the murderer. It seems that it is not that simple.
"If you kill him, how can you, I still know that he is not a murderer." The girl's eyes flashed a look of disgust.
"I don't know how to be good." The young man's eyes stagnate, watching the pure beauty of the girl, flashing a trace of evil color in her eyes, said: "If the teacher is murdered and murdered, I will revenge for the teacher, then how?"
"Wu Gang, you are shameless." The girl's face was white and extremely ugly, and at the same time, the tyrant could understand it. It turned out that he wanted him to be a ghost.
"Yun Yun Shimei, you are still so simple, you can't hold the sand in your eyes, but I like such a simple woman, but unfortunately, we are destined to be only one night." Wu Gang sneered, he always intended to Yunxiao, but the other party Not much to see him, this makes his heart arrogant, he has always been in the heart, plus everything that happened just now, the evil thoughts in his heart finally broke out.
When I heard Wu Gang’s words, Yun’s face was pale and so shameless.
"Sister, don't worry, wait for me to kill this murderer, let's enjoy it again."
Wu Gangxie laughed, and then the indifferent eyes fell on the knives, killing the flicker.
The tyrant did not speak, the light flashed, and the crescent moon knife appeared in the hand, the chill of the bones and the meaning of hegemony, bloomed from the slashing knife.
"The strength is good, the spirit of the Wujing situation is seven, and there is a Shangpin spirit, but there is still only one dead road." Wu Gang sneered, he is one of the most outstanding disciples of Luo Xiong, Ling Wujing nine repairs.
When the body trembled, Wu Gang stepped out of the footsteps, and the boundless palm shadow turned into the sky of the sky, endless, erratic and unpredictable.
"Hey!" The tyrant screamed coldly, and the knife slammed down, as if the space had to be torn, and then the knife was on the endless sunset, but there was no way to force it, as if it was in nothing. .
The falling Xiazhang of the Xia Zongzong is a martial arts at the prefecture level. It is as if it is boundless, and it is difficult to capture. However, if it is hit, it is terrible.
"Boom!" A voice came out, the palm print fell on the knives, let the tyrants scream, the footsteps retreat, the spiritual martial arts nine repairs, close to the basaltic situation, has taken control of a true power, It's hard to deal with.
" Among the many forces in the snowy country, I am the most remote of Xia Zong, but who dares to smack me down Xia Zong, the genius of all major forces, except for the eight sons, other people, I am not in the eyes, let alone It’s your nameless generation.
Wu Gang’s voice was arrogant and looked at Yunxiao. His words seemed to be saying to Yunxiao that this woman could not even see him. It was ridiculous.
"is it?"
In the space, a rolling voice came, very clear, but illusory.
Wu Gang's brow wrinkled, and then he snorted coldly: "Who, get out."
In the eyes of the tyrant, there was a smile in the eyes. Except for the eight sons, who is Wu Gang? Soon, Wu Gang will find his words, how stupid.
"You are so mad at talking, now you don't even know where people are, ridiculous." The tyrant saw Wu Gang's face showing a nervous feeling, sneer.
"You shut up, the head of the tail-tailed generation, it will be like you, see no one." Wu Gang's voice is indifferent, but his voice just fell, then his heart tightened, his body suddenly turned, his eyes solidified there.
I saw him behind him at the moment, standing in a figure, silently appearing.
Clean eyes, handsome face, the person who appeared, younger than him, handsome, how can you see it?
"Who are you?" Wu Gang stared at Lin Feng, asking indifferently, this person, he could not see through, Lin Feng stood there casually, gave him a wonderful feeling, indifferent, dusty, illusory.
"A person of a sect, but not the eight sons, I think, you will not be in the eyes, since it is not in the eyes, why do you want to ask, you only need to know, I am with you, is the enemy is enough It is."
Lin Feng’s eyes sneered in a sneer. Just now Wu Gang himself said that outside the Eight Great Sons, other people, he is not in the eye.
"While Wu Gang is confident and proud, but she is not willing to blame for no reason. If it is possible, I would like to have more friends." Wu Gang shook his head and said, Lin Feng, he could not see through, so he was not sure.
"Don't shame." The cloud snorted, this Wu Gang, shameless, that face is disgusting.
"He, my friend, you just want to kill him, you said, are we friends or enemies?" Lin Feng sneered, pointing to the knife, swearing, he will.
"Give your face, don't shame, my Wu Gang is the second disciple of Luo Xiong's core disciple. What are you, so arrogant."
Wu Gang knew that he couldn’t turn around, his face became cold again in an instant, and he fell in love with Xia Zong. I believe the other party will be jealous.
"I am really scared!" Lin Feng sneered, his body trembled, his body suddenly disappeared in the same place, the next time it appeared, directly in front of Wu Gang.
"Looking for death." Wu Gang screamed, and the falling palms were used again. The space seemed to have a flash of light, and there was no shadow and invisibility. The palm power was still unpredictable.
However, this endless Xiaguang palm shadow in front of Lin Feng in the heavens and the humanity, there is no shape at all, the fingers tremble, the sword gas tears, a sharp whistling sound, the fingertips directly point.
"Hey, hey..."
"what……"
A scream came out, Wu Gang's body retreats, and instantly retreats to Lin Feng 10 meters away, his face is extremely gloomy, at this moment his palm, oozing blood, just a finger of Lin Fengrujian, directly point to him The key to tearing his palms is a terrible judgment.
"The eight sons are not in the eyes, it is very talented." Lin Feng whispered, but it was so harsh.