Chapter 566

"Wu Lang, you dare to move me, you don't want to go out alive today!" Tang Honglian's pretty face changed slightly. She didn't expect that Wu Lang was so extreme.

From Wu Lang's eyes, she saw a kind of male's most primitive * *.

"I can't move you?"

Hearing this, Wu Lang's eyes turned red and his ugly face showed incisively and vividly at this moment: "Tang Honglian, what kind of memorial archway do you build? Xiao Yang's rubbish must not move you less. Why can't I move you? Do you say that in front of me, you start to pretend to be a saint?"

Being insulted like this, Tang Honglian's beautiful eyes are cold, and the fiery flame surges in her palm. The pattern of summoning spirit formation takes shape rapidly.

Red lotus explosion, the most powerful spirit skill of red lotus, can detonate itself and produce terrible destructive power. Even half step Nirvana level spirit beast will have to die under such explosion.

As a woman juxtaposed by Fengxue city and Youli, she naturally has her own pride.

Even if it's dead, it won't let Wu Lang run into it!

Seeing Wu Lang's cheeky face, the young people around him were full of lust in their eyes. What's more, they even yelled at each other to make things worse.

"Ha ha ha, Angkor is really a hero. This kind of woman can't give her face."

"Angkor is over. Can we be happy?"

"I'm so smelly that I dare to push my nose on my face. I'm so happy."

The sound of fanning the flames around made Tang Honglian angry, while Zhongmu in the rear was a natural expression.

This is the ancient wasteland, not the Empire of snow moon, nor the Empire of Lingchuan. As long as you can worship the three major commodities and sell a Tang Honglian, what is it?

Besides, she can't die if she falls into the hands of Wu Lang and others.

Therefore, there is no guilt in Zhongmu's heart.

"Tang Honglian, you asked for all this With a grim smile on his face, Wu Lang grabbed Tang Honglian's clothes with the palm of his hand. His expression was as fierce as a ghost, while several young people around him were jubilant and excited to the extreme.

Looking at Wu Lang with a ferocious face, Tang Honglian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the hot wave broke out from the palm of her hand.

"Bang!"

Just as the palm of Wu Lang's hand was about to reach out, a low muffled sound suddenly spread, followed by several successive muffled sounds.

Hearing this sound, either Wu Lang or Tang Honglian, who is about to perform the red lotus explosion, is stunned and looks to the rear.

"Bang!"

His fists were clenched tightly, and Xiao Yang's face was cold. At his feet, there were several figures, howling and howling. He was just a few young people who were excited and screaming before.

"Xiao Yang?" Wu Lang was shocked for a moment, and his face became furious.

This asshole again!

"Angkor, how dare he beat me! Kill him

"My leg, my leg is broken, Angkor, I want him to die!"

On the ground, several young people stare at Xiao Yang with distorted faces, eager to swallow him alive.

"Shut up."

The words spit out indifferently. Xiao Yang's feet kick wildly continuously. Several young people's bodies suddenly cross powerful parabola lines and bump heavily into the mountain wall. At the moment of impact, there is only a loud bang. All of them are broken bones. The worst one is the broken head.

These people's strength, but seven level Spirit Lord, in front of today's Xiao Yang, no doubt as weak as a baby.

"Tang Honglian, how dare you fool me!"

Seeing the appearance of Xiao Yang, Wu Lang subconsciously thinks that this is a trap set by Tang Honglian, in order to lure him to take the bait. In his fury, Wu Lang's palm stretched out like an eagle's claw, grabbing Tang Honglian's snow-white neck.

However, as soon as Wu Lang took action, Xiao Yang's body immediately flashed over. His strong hand, like an iron hoop, firmly grasped Wu Lang's arm.

"No way!" Wu Lang can't believe it. How can Xiao Yang's speed be so fast? What he did just now is just like a blink!

Looking at the fast disappearing stars on the ground, Tang Honglian felt thoughtful.

"In blizzard City, I want to kill you very much. Here, your disgusting style remains unchanged."

Xiao Yang's eyes were flat, his palm suddenly turned, and Wu Lang's arm twisted with a click.

It's the sound of bones breaking from it!

"Let go! Let go of me! You bastard savage, you can only use brute force Wu Lang was sweating with pain, and his face was full of fear.

He felt that Xiao Yang was also the Ninth level spirit Master!

In the city of Guyang, all the young people know that Xiao Yang's physical strength is extremely strong, which is comparable to that of some spirit beasts.

Therefore, almost all those who are hostile to Xiao Yang have reached a consensus that if they can fight with spirit beasts, they will never approach Xiao Yang. In the hands of the same level spirit masters, they have no resistance at all.See, standing in the distance of Zhongmu, heart thumping straight jump, a kind of bad premonition, spontaneously.

"If you don't have any last words, you can go on your way now." Xiao Yang light said a, a sharp rock shuttle, rapid forming above him, aimed at Wu Lang's head.

"Wait a minute!"

His face was full of fear. Wu Lang gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Yang, you are still the same as when you were in Fengxue city. You can only use these messy means. If you have the ability, just give me some time to summon the bloody cry Eagle!"

"Oh."

Looking at the ferocious Wu Lang, Xiao Yang said: "I have no ability, so I still want to send you on the road."

Seeing this scene, Tang Honglian's eyes blinked slightly, and a slight radian appeared in the corner of her mouth.

After great joy, now her heart, a calm, she found that this has been her little brother tease young, has already matured a lot.

"Is he Xiao Yang? Sister Honglian, your taste is getting worse and worse. A coward who doesn't dare to fight can be compared with Angkor? " Zhongmu in the distance stares at Xiao Yang bitterly.

If Wu Lang dies, his only shelter will be gone!

"Who is he?" Xiao Yang looks at Tang Honglian suspiciously.

"A complete villain." Tang Honglian's cold way.

"You Zhongmu's eyes are slightly angry. He once had some illusions about Tang Honglian, but with the appearance of Wu Lang, the illusions can only be pressed in his heart and he does not dare to mention them.

However, by Tang Honglian's evaluation, he still felt a deep humiliation.

"Call out your bloody eagle." Xiao Yang loosened his hand and said, "no salt, no salt.".

"It's your own death!"

Step back, Wu Lang said with a vicious smile: "this valley is where you bastard are buried!"

"Ho!"

The blood cry eagle's figure appeared in the mid air, and its blood red wings extended. However, just as its proud cry came out, a sharp snow light cut through its body.

"Poof!"

After a while, Wu Lang and Zhong Mu's frightened eyes split the body of the bloody eagle in two!