Vol 4 Chapter 74: Xiaoyao Wang appeared

Nalanxiu hand-folding fan, a handle with a wind blade condensed and formed, each handle blade, only the fingers are long, can completely leave a wound on the arm of Lingdao, ten fingers and even the heart, if it is the ten of Lingdao The root fingers, one after the other, will definitely make Lingdao painful.
When a wind blade is about to touch Lingdao's body, the big demon suddenly appears in front of Lingdao. The Wanli Mountain River appears, and all the wind blades are completely crushed, huge palm prints, and even more He was shot on the chest of Nalan Xiu, causing Nalan Xiu to fly out.
Lingdao was imprisoned by Nalanxiong and could not move at all. The big demon god, the butterfly dance, the pretty three knives and Cao Tian were all stared tightly by other Tongtian Jingfeng peaks. It is reasonable to say that no one can save Lingdao. Nalan Xiu did not have any precautions at all. When the big devil took the shot, he couldn’t resist it.
"boom"
Nalan Xiu’s body was stopped by Nalan’s broken army standing not far away, but he was still kneeling on the ground. The clothes on his chest had been stained with blood red, severe pain, almost Let him faint to the ground, originally prepared to torture Lingdao, did not expect Lingdao still okay, he was injured.
"Damn, what's going on."
Nalanxiong looked at the Qinglongmen elders. In the past, the Qinglongmen elders were responsible for watching the big demon. With the strength of the Qinglongmen elders, there was no problem in dealing with the big demon. However, the big demon suddenly disappeared in the same place. Even the Qinglongmen elders have no time to stop.
"How do you know that the old man can only blame the young genius of your Nalan family, too incompetent."
Although Qinglongmen can't compare with Nalan's family, there are also people who are strong in nature. They don't have to worry about Nalan's family. The Qinglongmen elders are not inferior to Nalan, and Nalanxiong is not qualified to reprimand Qinglongmen. Elders.
"Humph."
Nalanxi roared, and it was not easy to say anything. The Qinglongmen elders certainly did not deliberately let go of the big demon god. They can only say that the big devil is very different, and it is impossible to prevent it. Nalanxiu is injured and can only be regarded as a white fight. Big deal, take the big demon, and let Nalan show revenge.
"It seems that the old man has to take the shot himself. You are not going to marry the old man's head. Well, the old man will lick your limbs first."
After hurting Nalan Xiu, the big demon returned to where he was. Now Nalanxiong personally shot, even if the big devil wants to save the Tao, I am afraid it is only a waste of effort, the big demon is strong, but with Nalan Xiu In comparison, the strength is still a lot worse.
It is one thing to have no strength to stop, even if it is not the opponent of Nalanxiong, when Nalanxiong is shot, the big demon is once again in front of Lingdao. The fifth type of hand-printed handprints was played, and the Kun Kun was reversed, and the heavens and the earth were reversed.
"I have expected you to have such a hand, but unfortunately, you are not an opponent of the old man."
Don't look at Nalanxiong's shot on Lingdao. In fact, he really has to deal with the big demon. When the big demon just appeared in front of Lingdao, Nalanxiong is a big hit to the big demon, even if it is The fifth style of the big handprints was shattered by Nalanxiong.
Nalanxiong’s fist slammed into the chest of the big demon, causing the big demon’s chest to sag into it. The big demon’s face was pale, the mouth was bleeding, the big mouth was gasping, and it was obviously heavily wounded. A drop of blood in the taboo, I am afraid that he has broken the body.
At this time, a golden sword light broke through the void, and the butterfly dance held the golden sword. The sword slammed into Nalanxiong’s head. The golden sword was unparalleled. If the butterfly dance was really successful, even if it was Nalan Xiong will be killed on the spot.
It is a pity that Nalanxi has a terrible instinct for danger. Although he did not think that the butterfly dance would suddenly come over, he still traversed his body in the midst of a thousand miles, and the golden sword was in Nalanxiong. The left shoulder is like a tofu, and the golden sword cuts into the shoulders of Nalanxiong.
Nalanxiong couldn't help but sigh. If he didn't retreat quickly, I am afraid that he was already in a different position. He was injured by a junior. Nalanxi was obviously extremely angry. He raised his hand and took a palm to the butterfly dance. Nalanxiong Holding the golden sword in the left hand, the movement of the butterfly dance is greatly limited.
"puff"
The white dress flutters and the blossoming blood blooms. Until now, the butterfly dance has suffered such a heavy blow for the first time. Through the full force of the peak of the heavens, the butterfly dance has completely withstood it, and it is very uncomfortable.
"Old dog, I killed you."
In order to save the Tao, the big demon and the butterfly dance have all suffered heavy losses. They have witnessed all these ridges, and they are even more stunned. They want to break Nathan’s corpse. At this time, Lingdao has not taken so much. You can only sacrifice yourself, the blood sacrificer.
"咚咚咚"
Lingdao is full of black hair dancing, blood is like a wolf, like a wave of rolling, his heart beats vigorously, such as the drums are moving, even the entire top of the Tianshan Mountain, it seems to have been greatly affected The Tiandu robes hunted, as if to cover the void.
"The old man wants to kill you. There is no difference between killing an ant. As for killing me, it is a big joke. Do you think that you are the son of heaven? Don't say it is you, even if you are here, the old man. He can also slap him to death."
Although the power of Ling Dao is getting stronger and stronger, it seems that a demon king has awakened, but Nalan Xiong does not care. Even if a warrior in the late Qiankun period is desperate, can he really kill him? Do you think he has practiced white for hundreds of years?
"is it."
Outside the Tianshan Mountain, a thick voice came suddenly, as if it could penetrate the sky and the net, and it was clearly transmitted to everyone’s mind. It was preparing for the blood sacrifice of the Emperor’s sword, and even his hands were shaking. The broken man's sword almost fell to the ground.
This voice is extremely strange to the powerful forces of all major forces. However, for Ling Dao, it is extremely familiar. I am familiar with it and can no longer be familiar with it. He did not think that he would hear this voice.
In order to prevent Lingdao and others from escaping, the top of the Tiantian Mountain has already been arranged for the next door array. Even if it is the peak of the sky, do not want to break through these arrays in a short time, leaving the Tiantian Mountain, but unfortunately, these arrays The law is not allowed to come out, naturally can not stop other people coming in.
A 30-year-old young man, his feet are empty, the dragon is walking, and in a moment he is at the top of the Tongtian Mountain. The black-haired shawl, the sword eyebrow, the eyebrow and the Lingdao are seven-point similar, just than the Lingdao. It looks much more mature, a pair of scorpions, as deep as a starry sky, as if you have seen through the red dust.
"father."
If you give Lingdao a period of time, the blood sacrificer can be completed. However, the appearance of the young man completely disrupted his plan, because the young man in his 30s is not someone else, it is missing. Happy King, who is a few years old, is his father.
"It's you,."
Nalan’s broken army stared at Ling Xiaoyao. When he saw Ling Xiaoyao, he naturally couldn’t admit his mistake. When Nalaner and Ling Xiaoyao came together, they didn’t know how many Nalan’s heroes were heartbroken. Nalan The broken army once had an idea for Nalan Rou, but Nalan Joer was his sister.
"it's me."
Xiaoyao Wang’s answer is only two words, but there is a sound, as if two swords are inserted on the ground. The grievance between the Nalan family and the Happy King is not a day or two. The happy king will not have a good face. Lan broke the army.
"Dao, you have suffered."
Just stepping out, Xiaoyao Wang came to the front of Lingdao, even if he and Lingdao had a strong position in the top ten, it did not have any influence on him.
He reached out and patted the shoulder of Lingdao. Then Lingdao felt a gentle force and penetrated into his body. Although the blood sacrificer’s sword was not completed, Lingdao also suffered a lot of damage, not to mention. Previously, Lingdao had already suffered heavy losses, and even the organs were cracked.
But now, Lingdao's body is recovering at an extremely fast speed. I am afraid that it will take a long time to heal, and I don't know what the real world is now.
"Your friends are good, and they will become big in the future."
Xiaoyao Wang waved his hand gently, and then the big demon, the butterfly dance, the pretty three knives and Cao Tian, ​​just like Lingdao, felt a gentle force, nourishing their bodies, as long as they took time It can be cured.
"You are Ling Xiaoyao, the old man checked your news. After entering the Tianlong forbidden land many years ago, he disappeared. I thought you died inside. I didn't expect that you dare to appear in front of me now, let's talk, what do you want? dead."
Nalanxiong was calmed down first, and Ling Xiaoyao’s appearance really surprised him, but that’s all. Ling Xiaoyao’s age is even younger than Nalan’s army. It’s almost impossible to be older than Nalan’s. His opponent.
The entire central territory of the central government, in addition to those who are strong in heaven and humanity, can defeat Nalanxiong's military, no more than two digits, of which, certainly not including Ling Xiaoyao, because Ling Xiaoyao is also the most natural.
"Noisy."
The older generation of strong people at the scene did not even see how Ling Xiaoyao took it. They only saw a big hand and appeared in front of Nalanxiong. Then Naranxi was slap in the air. Go out.
"Snapped"
The crisp ear sound made many warriors on the top of the Tiantian Mountain stunned. Nalanxiong finally stabilized his body, and then he grabbed his cheek with his right hand, because his face had a reddish palm print and five fingers. They are all very clear.
"Before I said that he wants to kill you, then today you will die under my sword."
Happy King's face is calm, it is like saying a very common thing, but Nalanxiong's already angry face is red, and a pair of scorpions are burning with raging anger, as if they can burn the void.