Chapter 1160: Mascot Oriental Qin Lan

The head of the Xiao family, who was crushed by Xiao Tian's seventy-two changes into the hill cover, exhaled and did not exhale much, his eyes turned white, and he fell into a faint, his face was pale, which was very miserable.
"Hmph! I really rely on the old to sell the old. Although the young master respects the old and loves the young, he will not be merciful to the old man who does things like this." Xiao Tian regained his human form, holding his arms around his chest, if not for the dark Tiga Ultraman's mask, many One can definitely see Xiao Tian's very arrogant expression with his nose up.
"Little friend, stop here, ho." Steward Fei came, squinted and smiled, making people feel a sense of horror with a knife hidden in the smile.
"Hey, old fat man, can you represent the alliance of Qi Dao?" Xiao Tian laughed.
"The old man still has a little right to speak. We came to Beishan in one spirit. We originally discussed the alliance with the Beishan demon emperor. Since you have a gap with the Beishan group of demon, then you handle it, we will withdraw from Beishan, ho." Manager Fei smiled.
Xiao Tian curled his lips and cursed the smiling tiger secretly.
Old Man Fei's position in the One Qi Dao League is really not low, plus the Yang family leader, the Li family leader, etc., and after the unconscious Xiao family Patriarch is dug out, the Yi Qi Dao League retreats.
On the somersault cloud, Ji Wuji and Yang Yitan were all secretly relieved when they saw their family members leave the battlefield.
"It doesn't matter if you and the Yiqi Dao League are in the same group, everyone who claims to be the mask group, hand over the chicken master, otherwise I will never have a place for you in Beishan!" Kang Jinlong's heart trembled, and he bit his head.
"Oh humiliation? Kang Jinlong, the second seat of the 72nd hole, Jinlong, you and that weak chicken are 50-50. It is not the little master who brags, nor the little master who is against whom the demons present are a bunch of rubbish!" Xiao Tian laughed.
The kingship hegemony, the Eastern sisters, Ji Wuji, etc. are speechless, this hatred is too fierce.
For a time, countless demon curses, and a war of words began.
Kang Jinlong, the king of Northern Satsuma looked ugly, and he was singled out. The strongest Kang Jinlong felt emboldened.
"What are you going to do? I really think you can be invincible? When our emperor arrives, I hope you can be so eloquent at that time!"
"Hey, Beishan Demon Emperor, it’s hard to say whether Destroying Tianjun Shikuan is in Beishan, and even if it comes, we brothers and sisters are not good crops, plus a powerful mascot, even if it’s heaven. I have to tremble the little men!" Xiao Tian curled his lips.
"Who is the mascot?" Dongfang Qin Lan asked, looking around.
"Of course it's you, who makes you the weakest." Dongfang Huaizhu smiled and rubbed his sister's head.
"What!" Dongfang Qin Lan suddenly exploded her hair, her small face was angry, and she shouted at Xiao Tian: "Damn Xiaotian, I am not a mascot!"
The corners of Xiao Tian's mouth twitched, and this atmosphere gave a bit of face and shouted.
"Kang Jinlong, let's do it like this. The young master knows that you are afraid of the power of the Demon Emperor Miaomei here. How about eating? Whoever eats more will win. Of course, no matter if you win or lose, we will all Let it go."
Xiao Tian laughed and continued: "If you lose, we will formally enclose the land of Heifeng Mountain, and ah, we will also give us tens of thousands of poultry, and at least a thousand edible cattle and mutton meat. The mask regiment yearns for peace. If you don't believe it, ask Black Wind, we didn't kill the monsters randomly.