Chapter 1253

In the population of ziqiaodao, Mr. Ying is an eagle. The eagle itself is the tortoise's natural enemy. In addition, Mr. Ying's strength is half higher than that of Mr. baiguizu. According to the truth, no matter what, Mr. baiguizu is not Mr. Ying's opponent.

Even if baiguizu and Yingda are in the same realm, it is impossible to defeat Yingda.

After all, that's what natural enemies do.

But now, Lord Ying was killed?

And baiguizu doesn't seem to be hurt at all?

This is incredible!

Ziqi Taoist opened his eyes and said, "have you reached the level of Wu, Wu..."

However, before he had finished speaking, the little boy in white stretched out his hand and held it to the purple Taoist.

Boom!

Space collapse!

Ziqi Taoist's body was compressed instantly, and countless blood lines appeared on the skin surface!

Ziqi Taoist roared wildly, burst out endless force, want to break free from the shackles.

But it's powerless.

Even if Ziqi Taoist's strength has exceeded Wuhuang's great perfection, in front of the little boy in white, he is still like a little witch to see a big witch, without any comparability.

"Go to hell."

The little boy in White's glasses twinkled with cold light.

The space around Ziqi Taoist has collapsed to the extreme, and Ziqi Taoist is about to be crushed to death!

"Ah, ah

Ziqi Taoist roared wildly, his face was distorted, but in the end it was useless.

There was a touch of despair in his eyes.

He is not a fool, how can not be aware that in front of the little boy in white, he has no resistance!

It's going to be crushed to death!

"Alas."

Suddenly, there was a sigh in the sky.

Although the voice is not big, it is extremely melodious. It reverberates between the heaven and the earth and spreads to everyone's ears.

The little boy in White's eyes narrowed and his face seemed dignified.

Ziqi Taoist's eyes were staring, then his face was overjoyed, and he exclaimed in surprise: "emperor Zhan, are you here? Emperor, please help me

"Alas."

The sigh sounded again.

The little boy in white no longer hides his strength. He tries his best to crush Taoist Ziqi!

But just then, a purple cloud appeared in the sky.

"Not good."

The little boy in White's face changed, and without any hesitation, his body immediately flashed out. The speed was like lightning, and he rushed to Ziqi Taoist.

Before Ziqi Taoist could recover, his body was penetrated by the little boy in white, and suddenly became stiff in the same place, and then his body fell from the sky uncontrollably towards the earth below.

Then, the little boy in white turned around, turned into a streamer, and swept toward the mountain in the distance.

With a wave of his hand, two figures flew out of the mountain and fell into his hands.

"Alas."

At this moment, the sigh sounded again, and this time was obviously closer than last time.

The little boy in white looks very dignified, and his flying speed becomes faster. He flies out with two people, and there is no trace in the blink of an eye.

After two winks, the little boy in white has taken them back to the ancient medicine sect.

Oh no, not two, but three.

Mu Jiuhuang, Lin Chen and Song poetry.

I don't know when the little boy in white caught Song Shi.

"Hoo, I'm scared to death."

The little boy in white threw the three men on the ground and caressed his chest with a sigh of relief.

"Master, you are so good. Even Ziqi Taoist is not your opponent. How do you do it? Teach me?"

Mu nine waste although hurt not light, but the spirit is still excited, immediately gathered up, ruffian like asked.

"You little guy, you're not dead, but you've been squatting there and won't help me."

The little boy in white knocked mu Jiuhuang's head hard.

Once again, he took a look at the huzong formation in front of him and made sure that it was running intact. The little boy in white was completely relieved.

Even the emperor of war among the population of ziqidao couldn't get in because of the resistance of huzong array.

Mu Jiuhuang is a smile.

In fact, mu Jiuhuang and Lin Chen didn't die before, but they easily blocked Ziqi Taoist's towering hand. The reason why they didn't come out all the time was to see how strong the master was.

Facts have proved that Taiye's strength is not weak, but it is only one point higher than that of Wu Huang Da Yuanman.

"My Lord, did you really kill that eagle?"

Mu Jiuhuang asked again. He has also heard of Lord Ying's reputation. It is said that he has completely broken away from the realm of Emperor Wu. Although he is only half a step higher, how can such a powerful man be damaged in the hands of the emperor?"It's not that easy."

The little boy in white rolled his eyes and said, "grandfather, I just pushed him back."

"Oh, that's to say, the eagle's head is fake. Are you bragging?"

Mu Jiuhuang asked.

"Er..."

The little boy in white blinked and said nothing. Just want to reply, suddenly feel behind a pain, and then the whole person is kneeling on the ground, the face is also instant pale.

"My God, what's the matter with you?"

Mu Jiuhuang hurried forward to help the little boy in white.

But the little boy reached out and stopped him.

"I took you to escape just now, but I was hit by a blow."

Before the words were heard, the little boy's back flashed, and a faint turtle shell appeared.

But there is a missing corner on the shell, which is very conspicuous.

Hiss!

Mu Jiuhuang takes a breath!

Not only is mu Jiuhuang, but Song poetry also stares at this scene.

You know, even if Mu Jiuhuang tries his best to strike, I'm afraid he won't be able to leave a trace on his turtle shell. What he is most proud of is not his attack and speed, but his defense!

The tortoise's defense is innate. How can it be weak?

But now, even if the defense is as strong as the Lord, he has been injured?

"I'm still too slow."

The little boy in white smiles bitterly and shakes his head. The speed of the tortoise is not fast. This is his short board. I'm afraid it can't be changed for a lifetime.

"This is not the work of Taoist Ziqi!"

Mu Jiuhuang said seriously: "Ziqi Taoist is not the opponent of the master, let alone hurt him. Is it... "

At this point, mu Jiuhuang eyes a stare, in the heart unexpectedly appeared a trace of panic.

The little boy in white nodded with a bitter smile: "yes, it's the emperor of war in Ziqi Taoism."

"Emperor of war, emperor of war, emperor of war..."

Mu Jiuhuang mumbled the name and finally shook his head: "I've searched my memory, but I can't find the number one of emperor Zhan. However, since I dare to claim that he is an emperor, his strength must have reached..."

The little boy in white shook his head and interrupted mu Jiuhuang. He didn't let him go on.

Later, he recovered from his injury and turned to look at Lin Chen.

But see Lin Chen is also smiling at him.