Chapter 1543: Swords and arrogance! (1)

The first thousand five hundred and forty-three chapters are arrogant!
"Hey! What's incredible, I think you are ignorant." Mifen saw Ma Laolian shaking his head, and he couldn't help but say it.
"It's true! It's the old man who doesn't know Taishan!" At the beginning, Ma Lao's face was still awkward, but he quickly adjusted it. He looked respectfully to Qin Dong and hugged his fist. "The repair of Shaoxia is shocking." It’s really a god. I don’t know why the Shaoxia teacher is out?

"I just ignored it. Now I have a little bit of a man. It’s really old and not shy!" Mifen glanced at the old man and shouted.
"Finer, not rude!" Qin Dong hurriedly spoke to stop Miffin. After all, this Ma Lao is already an old age. How to count them as their grandfathers should be respected. Moreover, Ma Lao is also indifferent to them because of his concern for Shaping, and he is guilty of loyalty. [
"The younger generations are just passing by in a hurry. From where they are, don't say anything. Ma Lao is still taking Shaping out quickly and calming down the incident."
Seeing that Qin Dong did not tell the truth, although Ma Lao was very sorry, but did not dare to ask, plus things are urgent, can not delay, had to respond, with Shaping turned and left.
At this time, the atmosphere of the chasing family was indeed very tense. Yang Shangfei took a large number of Yuegu masters, and all the weapons were unsheathed. Only when Yang Shangfei ordered it, he would kill.
Yang Shangfei is the enemy of Shaping’s father, Shatong. The two have been tit-for-tat since they were young and have been fighting for decades. In the face of Yang Shangfei's aggressiveness, Shatong naturally does not show weakness. He summoned the best players in the chasing family and did not say that the young men in the family have not fallen, and the crowds are moving. The momentum is vast.
Yang Shangfei’s face was blue, and even the blind man could see that he was almost out of anger. My daughter has inexplicably got a strange disease, bedridden, which has made Yang Shangfei suspect that it is the hands and feet of the chasing style, but only suffers from the lack of evidence, can not attack, can only bear the sorrow. Just like a volcano that sprays and squirts, just waiting for the anger to accumulate to a certain extent, it will spray a special spray. In this section of the festival, Shaping’s night-time squadrons are tantamount to creating a venting vent for Yang Shangfei, and the anger that has accumulated over the past few days has finally erupted. This spray, and then want to suppress, I am afraid it is not so easy.
boom! In a loud bang, a piece of tall stone that was about half a meter away from Yang Shangfei suddenly fell into pieces and turned into pieces.
"The surname of Yang, you are so courageous, come to my chasing family to the wild?" Shatong suddenly looked up and looked up at Yang Shangfei.
Yang Shangfei did not show weakness. He shouted, "Where is the surname of Sha, do you have to delay it? Isn't that hiding your beast son?"
"Family! Whose son is your beast?"
Yang Shangfei smiled, the cold road "naturally your son! Old animals and small animals, is this wrong?"
"Looking for death!" Shatong was furious, and the iron fist turned into a red mang, and went straight to Yang Shangfei's chest.
Yang Shangfei screamed coldly, and the punching force of the front of the sand was actually a step back. The right palm was swayed out, and the purple, green and red lights were turned into three palms, one of which greeted the boxing force, and the other two The wrong way to counterattack Shatong.