Chapter 1095: demon! (2)

At this time, the most complicated mood is Lu Hao. Qin Dong is asking for justice for him. He should be happy, but now he is not even happy with a little bit of happiness. Looking at his body and swaying, it seems that he has been standing still in Jinxiu. A heart seems to be shackled by an invisible hand, causing pain.
"Don't rush to cry! This is the first finger, and then there are two fingers, his repair will be completely abolished!" Qin Dong looked at the tears of Shen Yan, sneered, faintly said.
"You cold-blooded demon, I am fighting with you!" Shen Yan couldn't stand it anymore. After a scream, the whole person rushed toward Qin Dong.
"Not self-reliant!" Qin Dong looked indifferent, and regardless of Shen Yan is a girl, looking at her body shape, directly sweeping out a palm of the hand, will Shen Yanru like the previous Sun Yat, the earthquake flew out.
"Captain!" Fortunately, the members of several Shenhun team responded extremely quickly. Before they rushed to the body, they took Shen Yan and did not let her fall on the spot. [
"The villain hurts my sister Yan, I want your life!" Qin Dong just flew Shen Yan here, and there was a scream in the oblique thorn.
Pan Xiang, the youngest member of the God Hunting Team, is like a tiger who is out of the cage. With the momentum of fearless death, he has pulled out more than ten palms and rushed toward Qindong.
"The courage is not small!" Qin Dong looked back at Pan Xiang, and he took a hand, and Pan Xiang’s quick and sturdy palms disappeared. He couldn’t escape the whole person and was sucked up by Qin Dong.
At this time, Pan Xiang and Qin Dong face each other, only to truly understand the terrible Qin Dong. That feeling is like a male lion, and he is just a little white rabbit, perhaps even smaller, not at all.
"Do you regret offing me now?" Qin Dong glared at Pan Xiang's clothes, so he lifted him in the air. Pan Xiang's spiritual power, the breath was locked by Qin Dong, and it was not mobilized at all.
This Pan Xiang is a young man. He has such a temperament, even if he is in the hands of Qin Dong, he will not submit it. One bite, a thick sputum spit directly to Qin Dong's face.
Qin Dong did not expect Pan Xiang to have this trick. Although he avoided most of the time, there were still a lot of spit and splashes on his face. Qin Dong wants to be angry, but he can’t get angry again. After all, he is not a bad person.
Pan Xiang seems to be a winner. He is proud of looking at Qin Dong. As if he has forgotten it, he is already an ant in the hands of Qin Dong, and he will be killed by Qin Dong at any time.
Pan Xiang’s expression made Qin Dong feel a little dumbfounded, a bite, cold and cold.
Are you very addicted to doing this?

Pan Xiang will raise his head and sneer again and again. "Of course! You are careful, this young master has a lot of saliva, and the next mouth may spit in your mouth, even if you can't beat you, you must die of you!"
"Ha ha ha... good! Then look, you still have no chance." Qin Dong laughed.
"You better kill the young master now, otherwise the young man has a chance!"
"I won't kill you, but I want you to regret it!" Qin Dong snorted and screamed. Pan Xiang was in a tight heart and subconsciously closed his eyes and prepared to bear the finger of Qin Dong. However, he did not expect that when he was about to hit him, he suddenly turned his direction and did not wait for Pan Xiang to realize that it happened. What, I heard the second cry of Jinxiu rang and rang...