Chapter 1779: Younger brother

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When the young man in the temple was screaming with great enthusiasm, Xiang Yang and the head of the palace turned to look at the guy at the same time. Their eyes were rare and murderous, especially Xiangyang, even more faint. Asked, "What do you say? Tell me again?"
"I..."
When the guy saw that Xiangyang and Gongzhu’s adults were full of killing eyes, they had no fear in their hearts, as if they had met the of death. Although they wanted to make another noise, they seemed to have one. The invisible power of the stock caught his neck, making him stammer and unable to speak.
"Senior brother, don't you still want to suppress the other party? How can you stop stuttering now?" The woman dressed very much. The demon. Yan. After seeing this scene, her face suddenly showed a smile. .
This woman is really very bad, deliberately so angry with them, in order to let the youth and Xiangyang desperately or sorrowful, anyway, her purpose is not pure, Xiang Yang and other onlookers suddenly see the woman's unwillingness .
"I, I... I saw that the thing on the table was like the mark of the city, and I looked closely." After hearing the words of his sister, the young man excluded all the fears in his heart. He did not I knew what I should answer, but I just saw the imprint of the gods on the table, and I immediately came up with an idea and said that I was studying whether the thing was a mark of the city.
"Ah, it seems that it is really a mark of the city. You are really good at the brothers. I saw it all at once. I didn't find it." The woman turned and looked around after listening. When she saw the city on the table. When I was imprinted, I suddenly exclaimed.
At this moment, even if the woman's heart is so deep, when she saw the mark of the city, the whole person trembled, and her face showed greed.
This is the mark of the city, even if her master does not refine the city of God, if she can refine, then since then, the world is big, she will no longer have to fear anyone, what can be done to do anything, I am afraid Even this very handsome mysterious master can let himself be at his mercy.
At the same time, the woman glanced at Xiangyang. When she saw Xiangyang’s handsome and unparalleled appearance, she quickly clamped her legs...
"No, the teacher sister misunderstood, it can't be the imprint of the city, it's just a small thing that the other party made a fake, just to fool the fake mark of the person. If it is a true mark of the city, it is impossible to put it on it. On the table."
When the woman was fascinated by the fantasies of something like Xiangyang, she heard her brother shook his head and said that the imprint of the gods on the table was false.
"I looked at that is true, how could it not be the imprint of the gods?" The fascinating woman's face with an unbelief, although she did not refine the imprint of the city, but as a big family, once also saw Through the imprint of the city that has not been refining, she is very clear that the imprint of the city on the table is not like the fake city mark that she has seen before.
However, the breath on this imprint of the gods is much more strange than the one I have seen before, because only the small city I have seen before.
"Sister, don't be deceived, I tell you, the mark of the city is too precious, no matter who gets it, it will be well preserved. How can it be placed on the table at random? He must have deliberately made a fake place there. So, confuse our sights." The young man said with a positive look.
"This..." After listening to the words of the youth, the glamorous woman felt that it was quite reasonable. However, she looked at it with the feeling but felt that this did not look like a fake. For a while, she also did not distinguish. Clearly, you can only look at the old man with white hair. "Master, do you see if it is true or not?"
"This one..."
Although the old man was the realm of the god-level four products, he did not see the real large-scale city. After listening to the question of his female apprentice, he suddenly stopped a bit, and did not know how to answer. .
According to his intuition, he also felt that the mark of the city should be true, but he felt that his disciples did not say anything wrong. As a master, if you guessed wrong, it would not be too embarrassing. For a while, this The white-haired old man hesitated and did not dare to speak.
This is the first time that he feels the difficulty of being a master. There are cases where the disciples are afraid to answer when they ask questions. Oh, life, it’s so hard, it’s a master, it’s so painful...
"This is the messenger of the temple, huh, huh..." Among the four, only the ruined city master knows very clearly that the one placed on the table is the true city of the gods, but he does not tell the three Instead, I sneered in my heart and looked at Xiangyang. I wanted to see how Xiangyang would handle the messengers of these three gods.
After a slap in the face of a half-year-old youth, the cloud-street city owner has no good feelings for the messengers of the three so-called temples. He even hopes that Xiang Yang will be able to bring these three people. Take a good meal, or even destroy the three, it is a cool thing.
"If you ask your words, you don't know how to answer, is it awkward or dumb?" Xiang Yang did not let the cloud lord of the city disappoint, and saw that he slowly stood up and looked at the three people in the temple coldly, dissatisfied. The groan, "The temple will send you waste like this to trouble me?"
"What are you talking about? Are we waste?"
The young man put his finger on his nose and looked at Xiang Yang with an incredible look. He really couldn’t think of it. This man was even more crazy than him. He dared to include his master, the elder of the temple. Give it a sigh, is this looking for death or looking for death?
Even the elders of the temple, the white-bearded old man looked at Xiangyang with unbelievable eyes. As a long-time elder of the temple, he did not say that he had never seen anyone dare to ignore the temple. However, those people are all mainland. The strongest in the world, because they have enough strength to stand out in the temple, the fist is the boss, no matter where it is, it is the same truth.
Although it is incredible for someone to resist the temple, it is very shocking, but think that those people are strong in the world, and they have a balance, but there has never been someone who dares to be unknown. So ignore yourself and the temple.
The white-haired old man really couldn’t think of it. In the end, it gave Xiangyang such confidence, and let Xiangyang’s unnamed junior dare to ignore the prestige of the temple.
"It’s already a waste to say that you are a waste." Xiang Yang shook his head and looked at the three people. He first pointed to the youth. "It’s you, you can know without guessing. You kid is crazy, definitely for Please please this woman to deal with me."
"You told him?"
When the youth heard it, they did not deny it. Instead, they turned their heads to the hustle and bustle of the cloud.
"I, I don't have it... What about me?" The cloud lord of the city is lying in the middle of the gun, looking at each other inexplicably, I really don't understand why I have stood behind this, and I will shoot. It is really too tired.
He feels that today is definitely the most unlucky one in his life. He met these three silly forks from the temple, especially this young man. It is simply a fighter in a stupid fork. I really can’t wait for Xiangyang to give the other party Unloading eight pieces, no, it should be to let the square gods die.
"Let's find you later." The young man apparently did not believe that the cloud-street city owner was innocent. He glanced at the cloud-street city master with a squint, and then looked at Xiangyang, cold-sounding, "Kid, you know who are we?"
"It turned out that it was not only waste, but also brain damage." When Xiang Yang heard that the other party had asked such a question of no nutrition, he couldn’t help but laugh out. This guy’s eyes were higher than the top, and his nostrils were higher than everything else. I didn’t stand up and told others that he was the one who came out of the temple. Who didn’t know his identity? Still use it again?
"You have repeatedly insulted me again and again, you are looking for death."
boom!
After listening to the youth, I couldn’t help it anymore. The breath of the god-level master broke out completely and flew directly toward Xiangyang.
"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you." Xiang Yang's face flashed, and the sleeves seemed to be ready to be used. When everyone saw it, they all widened their eyes. However, next, Xiang Yang’s approach. It was to make everyone's head stunned, and almost killed him.
I saw that Xiang Yang rolled up his sleeves and didn’t even rush to face the youth. Instead, he shot directly on the head of the guy with a hat on his back. A cockroach almost fell to the ground.
"Little brother, go, let the guy go." Xiang Yang directly opened.
"That's too late."
However, Xiang Yang’s words have not completely fallen. The young man’s attack has already come to him. The young man’s mouth is angry and his face has a sly smile. Just hitting Xiang Yang’s guy, he can not only let him The teacher is happy, and he is able to get the body of the younger sister, which is the best of both worlds.
As for Xiang Yang’s ‘Little Brother’’s defense, he’s not at all concerned. His strength is not so good. Not to mention the strength of his younger brother, it’s definitely slag.
"It is him, be careful."
"Stop, non-flower son listen to me explain..."
However, when the youth’s attack had not yet fallen on Xiang Yang’s body, when he inexplicably heard the voices of his sister and master, he suddenly stopped a bit.
Non-father, what does Master mean? Am I not dealing with the unknown guy? What does he call the non-boy?"
However, before he could react, he found that the black-haired guy with a hat on the head of Xiang Yang’s head turned his head at an incredible speed, directly flicking his fingers, and a golden sword The opponent's finger broke out and instantly bombarded his fist.
"Oh..." There is no feeling of pain, but the young man obviously feels that his hand is out of order, because the golden sword is clearly plunged into his fist, and his fist should have been The power of the unsuccessful explosion broke out at this moment, as if suddenly it was cut off, all the power disappeared.
"Do not..."
Suddenly, this guy thought of something, his face changed greatly, he exclaimed, and he pulled back directly. When he moved, he suddenly understood what happened to him. He saw his hand actually The position of the fist was opened directly, and it split directly to his shoulder. This is like smashing bamboo, turning the bamboo into two halves, but the position at the end is still connected.
The fist of the right hand directly turned into a split, and the original two-armed person instantly turned into three arms, but unfortunately it was not a three-legged one, but one side was split into two.
There is no pain, it is because the speed of the sword is too fast, but it does not affect the direct opening of his arm, only the position of the shoulders are still connected.
"No, how come, my hand... no..."
Even if I didn't feel pain, I saw my hand directly into two halves, and the terrible degree was not worse than the pain.
At this moment, the unlucky guy suddenly went crazy and kept yelling. However, he found that he didn’t hurt at first, and the more he screamed, the more pain he felt. His painful cold sweat continued to go down. Drop it down, but it can be considered hard, and it can still persist until now.
"Non-flower, do you dare to hurt my disciple?"