Vol 6 Chapter 465: , 1 touch

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"Whoever dares to move me, Lao Tzu kills him."
"Whoever dares to move my lord, Lao Tzu kills him."
"Whoever dares to move me, Lao Tzu kills him..."
Then three consecutive sounds suddenly sounded after Meng Lei, and the three quickly rushed out and fell directly on the side of Meng Qi's nephew. Both eyes stared at Murong Yao with murderous anger and anger.
"Ha ha..."
"Ha ha..."
......
There are bursts of laughter.
Rao is Murong Yao’s cultivation and can’t help but laugh. He pointed to a few people in Menglei and said:
It’s so funny to laugh at the death of a few immortal people. It’s so funny.

"Laugh at your sister."
"Let's laugh again, Lao Tzu kills you."
The little devil's eyes are red, and they burst directly, and my heart is very unhappy.
"Humph!"
Mu Rongyao's face changed slightly, and the cold light came out in the eyes. Cold and cold: "It seems that you and Qin Tian are a group. If this is the case, then you don't want to live alive. Of course, your young master, your boss, will also Let's go with you."
"Fuck!"
Meng Lei directly smashed a thick mouth, and he always had a thick mouth, but he could know the anger of his heart. He looked very unhappy when he looked at Murong Yao’s stinky mouth. The two fists were tightly gripped. The fascinating blood lotus is bleeding. It’s very embarrassing.
Maomao said directly: "The bald head is smashing. Kill him."
Meng Qi’s face changed slightly. She wanted to delay the time and let Qin Tian rush over as soon as possible. She was not familiar with Monre. They only had the strength of the immortal and wanted them to hide first. Who knows them? More than a violent, just want to rush to go out, I can't wait to make Murong Yao a slap in the face, I can't help but rush, and gently said: "He is an immortal supreme strong. You are not their opponent, don't shoot."
The little devil looked at Meng Qi's nephew, from head to toe, smiled and said: "The long is good. It is also equipped with our boss, but the face is not beautiful, the sister is beautiful, the chest is not the big devil sister, the is not the cloud sister's sister. Awkward, temperament is not as good as Qinglian’s sister, but in general it’s not bad. What do you think of Mao?

Mao Mao also looked at the situation, said: "Well, but I think the twin sister is better than her."
Meng Qi’s child was beaten and the body was dead.
"by."
"You two still have the heart to say this. The enemy is currently." Lai Bai said a word.
The little devil and the fur said at the same time: "Afraid of sorrow, there is a bald head."
Lai Bai paused in a moment and looked at Meng Lei. He said, "Can you not do it?"
Meng Lei looked at Lai Bai and smiled. "What do you mean by dealing with a few?"
"Uh?"
Lai Bai glanced at her eyes and said, "How many?"
Meng Qi’s nephew looked at Meng Lei more dumbly and shocked:
Can you deal with a few?

"If you go all out, the four of them should not be a problem." Meng Lei scratched his head and smiled. He always looked at his own people. I don’t care if I suffer from anything, and I don’t even lie to myself.
"Four?"
"Four?"
If you just want to die because of the devil and the hairy hair, then now Mengqi’s nephew really wants to die and deal with four immortal supreme strongmen? They are the current patriarchs of the four beasts. How can they say so easily?
Being despised.
Not contempt. It is ignoring.
Murong Yao was angry and stunned. I can't stand it anymore.
One thoughts.
The power of the white tiger blood burst directly, the fists became claws, the tiger roared, and the Murong Yao, who stood in the void, suddenly disappeared, and a strong wind swept over, and the pressure of the tiger and the tiger came out at the same time.
"Spiritual pressure?"
The little devil smiled coldly and felt the spiritual pressure released by Murong Yao. He was excited and sneered. He said: "The bald head is awkward, don't worry about the spirit of pressure, and attack with all strength."
"Ha ha."
"it is good."
Meng Lei smiled, and the eighteen petals of the lotus in the blood pool were all withered. The brows were red, the whole body was red, and the tattoos on the chest and behind were bursting with halo. Faced with the impact of the face, Murong Yao’s fists were hammered. Roaring like a thunder, the overbearing slammed up.
"Hey, hey,,"
The spiritual pressure was controlled by the little devil in an instant.
The spirit of the little devil is beyond ordinary people. When he is a baby, he is practicing spiritual strength. His attack is also spiritual. The spirit of controlling the immortal supreme power is on the way. It is extremely easy, and there is no interference from the spirit of Meng Lei. The attack is up.
"Booming..."
The forces slammed together, and the thick air was like a missile explosion, making a loud noise.
Murong Yao flew out, the body was full of blood, extremely painful, flying out of the hundred feet far to stop the body shape, looking sideways, Meng Lei only slightly back a few steps, the face does not change color, the atmosphere does not breathe, completely okay.
The collision of this power, Murong Yao lost completely.
Meng Qi’s nephew once again stunned and muttered to himself:
What are the people, is Tianyuan’s mainland specializing in enchanting?

The immortal sages still have the upper hand against the immortal Supreme Power. What is the situation?
I don’t understand it completely.
Qin Tian broke through the realm, and he did not expect that the people around him were also abnormal. Not only was Meng Lei metamorphosis, but the teenager wearing blood-colored armor was even more perverted. Even the spiritual pressure released by Murong Yao was controlled.
And look at their faces without a trace of arrogance, as if this is a matter of course.
"Rely, the bald head is too disappointing for me. Why didn't you kill him?" Mao Mao said with a squint.
Meng Lei sneaked his head and said: "When you are wrong, you know that you have to use a little more power."
"No."
"No."
Meng Qi’s eyes flashed. I don't know what to say. I was worried about them at the beginning. I never thought of a more perverted one. I couldn’t help but feel that I was funny. I didn’t have to worry about it for so long. They were all strong metamorphosis. Who else should she fear?
Meng Lei is very strong.
The flesh is very strong, and the blood of cultivation is even more mysterious and powerful. According to Qin Tian’s instructions, he has been stimulating the blood of the body for half a month. But no matter how he excites, the blood power is like the endless sea, and he can't see the end at all.
The provision of the Unlimited Holy Nuclear has given him a qualitative leap in strength in just two weeks. Not only him, the little devil, the same is true of Mao.
"I am so angry..."
Murong Yao was angry and violent, and he was able to restrain himself in any situation. He completely lost his senses at this time. He was beaten by the blood of a person who was immortal. The face of the White Tigers was thrown away, and Meng Lei was not killed. Dead, he has no face at all to be this patriarch.
"The bald head is coming, come again."
"Give him some color this time..."
Meng Lei said: "Okay."
Simple word.
He has changed his mind and he will never be soft in the face of the enemy. Just now he didn't expect Murong Yao to resist his attack. Now he will not give him any chance to get up. In Dantian, the blood flow is slowly flowing, his face is awkward, with a strong breath.
The breath is like another world, very strange, even the two old people are also brows, do not know what the power of Meng Lei is, why is it so powerful?
"burst!"
"There is a tiger in the sky..."
Murong Yao was inspired by the whole body. Forming a substantial knives, a big knife like a tiger, just fierce and mighty, the strength of the white tiger's blood has been tempered by the strength of the power, and the moment when Meng Lei has not rushed up, it will slash.
"List..."
The sound of Hong Zhong is stirring.
Get up. The surrounding houses collapsed and the dust splashed.
"Ah……"
Meng Lei shouted. The dust dissipated invisible, and the two eyes looked at Murong Yao, not far away, like a Buddha...
A punch resisted a glimpse of Murong Yao.
"Hey, hey, hey..."
The big knife made a crack in the wire, and then slowly peeled off, like a glass cracked.
"Oh la la!"
All broke.
At the same time, Meng Lei's body was full of blood red, the corner of the mouth moved, fast as lightning, the double fists dragged behind, there were ten thin black and dark cracks in the air, space cracks!
"Good power."
"It is possible to tear the space by its own strength. This child is very terrifying."
"Old Qinglong, do it, Murong Yao is dead, and those old bones can't spare us..."
Immediately.
The two old men slammed.
Suzaku’s screaming, Qinglong’s domineering roar, swayed in the sky.
One dragon, one Suzaku, the power is shocked.
Meng Lei’s eyes sank. From the very beginning, he knew that the two old men were very strong. At the same time, he was not afraid of dealing with the current patriarch of the four gods. However, he was not sure about the two immortal peaks.
"Little devil..."
The hairy face changed and slammed.
The little devil screamed and screamed, and the powerful spirit was like a fishing line, and it screamed, "big manipulation, overlord million hits..."
"Heavenly wind cracks..." Mao Mao is also angry and screams, and the wind blade in the palm of his hand slams and slams out.
Lai Bai is not far behind.
Behind the long sword, there was a humming sound, and the sword was like a rainbow, and a sword stabbed...
"Humph."
"little tricks……"
An old man disdain to say ~EbookFREE.me~ with a hand into a knife, a knife like a flame, a glimpse of the other, the other old man directly chasing Meng Lei, hands exposed above the scales, hands into claws, awkward Grab the back of Meng Lei.
"Booming..."
"Booming..."
......
"Hey!"
The little devil suddenly spewed out a blood, and the bright red face turned pale, and then the windy blade of the hair was burned into ashes by a flame. Lai Bai fell like a broken kite, falling heavily on the ground, his face. Silver gray, the corner of the mouth is excited and laughed.
As long as Meng Lei is still in the air.
At the moment when the Qinglong old man grabbed his back, his two punches still attacked, and he was heavily squatting on Mu Rongyao's chest. Murong Yao was severely hit and fell, and he pulled out a deep pit and was unconscious.
And Meng Lei also paid a heavy price...
(To be continued)