: 959. Silence in advance for someone

For the three-legged elders, the sudden emergence of this trouble is not the worst thing. ?
The most feared and feared thing is that Yan Zhao will always catch up.
When I fled before, I was very nervous and all my energy was on my escape.
So that he had forgotten that he had arrested a person when he was in the Southeastern Tiantianjing.
At that time, he and the other three-footed mountain strongmen together with the three drums of the mountain to listen to Lei Feng Xiajia, get the half of the dust, to enter the Zongyuanguan Dongfu.
Listening to Lei Feng Xia Jia was completely destroyed, only the boy named Xia Guang in front of him, because of his special constitution, so he left his mouth and gave birth.
He was ordered to take care of him and he was not in the heart.
Who knows that the situation has changed drastically. His Sanzu Mountain was almost completely annihilated in the Zongyuanguan Dongfu. He was also seriously injured and fled.
The result was actually broken out by Xia Guang.
If in peacetime, even if the summer light is special, the three-legged elders are not in the heart.
After all, the gap between the two sides is too big.
But now, at this juncture, I really want him to die.
"If you were not injured by the Yan Zhao song, how can you have a room for your thief?"
Seeing that it has been entangled by Xia Guang for a long time, the three-legged elders were also provoked.
He tried his best to attack Xia Guang, in order to kill it quickly, and would not delay his footsteps.
Without the crazy young man like this madman, he can escape with one heart, otherwise he can't imagine how he would end up after he was caught up by Yan Zhaoge.
Although he was seriously injured and his strength was seriously reduced, he took full action and Xia Guang immediately felt the pressure.
However, he is completely unconcerned about this.
He has only one thought in his mind at the moment.
Not the enemy, or I am dead!
"Look at who is dead!" The screams rang, as if the ground blew a Jiao Lei.
Xia Guang continued to promote rituals, and at his own expense, he continued to burn his own blood.
The fierce wild thunder, this moment spread all over him, flashing dark red blood, thunder and roaring together, deafening.
The violent power is constantly being stimulated, turning into a light like a thunder and a knife, without retreating, fearlessly attacking the opponent.
The three-legged elders will play Xia Guang with blood.
Xia Guang’s blade was blocked by him, but under the impact of power, the old injury caused by the previous Yan Zhao song immediately recovered.
The elders of the three-legged mountain also immediately spurted out a stream of blood.
"No, you can't continue to fight with this crazy boy." He wiped the blood from his mouth and angered.
Seeing that Xia Guang ignored his own injuries, his teeth were attacked again. The elders of the three-legged mountain flashed their eyes, and their palms lifted together and pushed forward.
The boundless golden daylight glory shines between the heavens and the earth, and the two big day Jinwu appear together and fly to Xiaguang!
"You want to die, the old man will send you this little animal to a family reunion!"
The three-legged mountain elders screamed and screamed, trying to make a full blow to Xia Guang to the bottom.
Xia Guangkai rounded his eyes, not afraid, and greeted him with a positive attack.
The forces of the two sides collided violently, and the result was that the three-legged elders were defeated, and the whole person was beaten backwards.
Xia Guang’s face changed, and he felt that the opponent’s hand was not just a hard fight, but a clever use.
At this moment, the three-legged elders retreat, but they also borrowed the power of Xia Guang and added away.
Xia Guang wants to chase, but the opponent's strength has wrapped him in the same place, and after a laborious solution, he took a slow step.
"The old thief who killed thousands of knives!" Xia Guang was so angry that he hurriedly chased.
But the other party is not slower than him, and his strength is longer than him. This loses the opportunity, how can he catch up?
Seeing the distance between the two sides is getting farther and farther away, the red-haired youth is extremely angry, and the intact left eye is red.
Finally, the figure of the old man of Sanjiashan disappeared.
Xia Guang refused to give up, and chased for a moment, but has lost the other side's trace, difficult to distinguish direction.
The three-legged mountain warrior practiced Jinwu’s book, and the place where it burned was clean, but it did not leave traces of fire.
Xia Guang screamed at the ground below, and took the mountain out of a deep valley.
He was so irritated and savage that a mountain was cut and slashed.
"Hey, mother, grandfather, grandmother, uncle, uncle, aunt, second brother, big sister, two sisters, little sister..." Xiaguang's face gradually disappeared, and sadness came from: "I didn't use it! Even one already The seriously injured enemies failed to kill and failed to avenge you."
After the anger, the pain of the wound and the strong sense of weakness surged together.
The thunder-like red-blood pattern gradually faded from his body, contracted together, and finally landed on the back, condensing into a blood-colored lightning-like tattoo.
Xia Guang came down and stared at his right eye, and his face was full of anger.
That was when he was defamed, because he refused to give in, but was smashed by the three-legged mountain.
"Three-legged mountain, three-legged mountain... three-legged mountain!" Xia Guang gritted his teeth: "Running a monk can't run the temple! Three-legged mountain, I have a hundred and twenty-seven people in the summer house, never white death!"
"This hatred is not reported, Xia Guang is a son!"
He was weak and fell into the valley, suddenly paying attention to his head, and it was already white.
Xia Guang was not surprised, and he paid the price for his ritual. He knew best.
Without looking in the mirror, he even knew that his appearance at the moment was probably much older.
Only when he was able to display ceremonies, time was limited, but he had already shortened his life.
If you have a high intensity and duration like that, if you come again, your life expectancy will come to an end.
Xia Guang clenched his fist.
The only three-legged elders of the genius are the sacred sages of the gods.
There are more than one Wusheng Mountain in the Xianqiao level.
This time, for the Zongyuanguan Dongfu, although the Sanjiashan strong people have been dispatched a lot, they will certainly leave enough mountain guarding power.
I can't even kill a sacred priest who has been seriously injured. I want to report great hatred. How hard is it?
Xia Guang is not afraid of hardships, and the enemy can no longer scare him away.
But what makes him happy is that his time may not be enough...
"Big brother and big sister..." Xia Guang suddenly returned to God: "I don't know how big brother and big sister are doing now. They are traveling, don't know if they have got news of family accidents? I should try to contact them, lest they also The poisoned hands of the three-legged mountain."
Xia Guang looked at the surrounding areas with some sorrow: "Isn't the drums here, but I don't know where? How should I find big brothers and big sisters?"
His thoughts were a bit confusing, and suddenly he thought of the name of the person mentioned by the elders of the three-legged mountain: "Yan Zhaoge... It seems that I heard the family mention this name before, saying that it is similar to me, but it is already strong in the level of God. The talent of the sky."
"The old thief is the Wu Sheng Liu Zhong, seeing the realm of the late period of the gods, but was injured by the Yan Zhao song, I have a chance."
Xia Guang couldn’t help but sigh: "What kind of person is that?"
In the clouds, Yan Zhaoge sat on the back of Panpan, and then he grabbed the neck of the three-legged elders, and was interested in watching the summer light on the ground. 8