Chapter 1013

Seeing that the other side suddenly spat out more than a dozen ice swords from the sword, the old ruffian was startled and dodged to one side with a whoosh. "Why do you use the sword so much? Not yet Do you still come here

However, with a wave of the golden haired woman's long sword, another batch of ice swords flew over, and the speed of more than ten ice swords this time was much faster than that of the first time. The old ruffian was forced to roll on the ground, and then he hid in a mess.

"Let me have a taste of your ice sword." Yang Xingchen pulls out the long sword on his waist and points to the blonde from afar.

"Savage little white face, inferior Oriental dog, you don't deserve to fight with our superior goddess. You are mine. Let me beat you to death with a dogstick! Oh, my God, please send the Snow Demon, who is dormant in the far and cold place, to obey my call! Ice gun, hit

After a curse, the hairy man waved his big golden gun to Yang Xingchen. In vain, he sent out more than 20 small golden guns from his big golden gun.

The speed and quantity of his ice gun are not comparable to those of a blonde woman, and his ice gun is also divided into three parts: the top, the middle and the bottom, in the shape of a pin, flying towards Yang Xingchen like lightning. It can be seen that his martial arts is much higher than that of the blonde.

In the face of more than 20 fierce ice guns flying by, Yang Xingchen is not afraid. Instead, he steps forward and blocks Wang Hongyun intentionally or unintentionally.

The sword looked up at the sky forty-five degrees and said, "you are nothing. You dare to stand in my way, not to mention you. If the sky presses me, I will split that day! If the earth holds me, I will never break it! We are born free, who dares to be superior! Broken soul sword

This broken soul sword is the common sword technique taught by the martial god to Yang Xingchen. But it depends on who says it to. In the view of the martial god, it's a common sword technique, but for others, it's very powerful!

In the field!

The sword light in Yang Xingchen's hand flashed, and all the more than 20 ice guns were broken and flying under the flash. At the same time, Yang Xingchen didn't wait for the hairy man to make the second move. He yelled at the hairy man across the air, "dragon catcher!"

Although he has only recovered one tenth of his power, the Dragon catcher's power is incomparable. In vain, a big golden hand came out of his left hand and flew to the hairy man with a whoosh. He grabbed the hairy man's throat, lifted him up from the horse with a brush and smashed him to the ground.

Yang Xingchen was cruel. He was too rude just now, so he threw it down with real force. He only heard a loud bang. This guy was smashed into the ground five or six meters deep by Yang Xingchen.

Brush, a flash of gold, dragon catcher disappeared, and Yang Xingchen is still right hand sword standing there, as if nothing happened.

But the foreign devils on the opposite side were all stunned. For a moment, none of them spoke, and they stood there as if they were petrified. It was not until they reached out a big hairy hand from the big pit that they woke up. Hurriedly scream, some scold Yang Xingchen, some pull their head.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The long hairy man, bent down and coughing, vomited a mouthful of blood every time he coughed.

"Ha ha ha, Niang xipi, let you pretend to be forced in front of your dragon master. Is it a good feeling to be smashed? Hey, don't be special. You're vomiting. It'll kill you. Ah ah, still spit, spit your sister! Sand sculpture, people spit and you spit blood. Do you just want to do something different? " Old ruffian happy saliva, cheering ghost called.

"Shut up, you savage old man. We marine adults didn't want to vomit blood ourselves. We were beaten to vomit blood by this savage little white face. You old dog who knows nothing The blonde was furious and raised her head to scream at the old ruffian.

"Niang xipi, why are you so fierce? In the fierce, let the son of heaven take you back and give birth to a thousand little foreign horses. Oh, no, no, although you're a big horse, you're not a foreigner. You and he should be born of a Sino Western joint venture horse

The blonde was furious and flew over with a whoosh. She screamed in mid air, "barbaric old Oriental dog, look at the sword!"

"Look at the phlegm! Ah - bah The old ruffian opened his mouth, smelled of wine and dragon, and vomited to the blonde face with a whoosh.

The old ruffian, like Yang Xingchen, has just recovered a little bit of his power, but he is also a purple dragon with hundreds of millions of gold. His spitting speed is really as fast as lightning.

In addition, the blonde is flying head-on, she has no time to dodge. Seeing the flash of white light, the blonde screamed instinctively. This mouth is broken, just listen to a PA, that mouthful of five flavors with all the old phlegm actually spit into her mouth.

Even the old ruffian himself didn't think about this kind of operation. He was very happy and laughed, "ha ha ha, Niang xipi, you big ocean horse even knows that your dragon's body is full of treasure, even the spit is the highest saliva. I said ocean horse, how does the original Longyu taste? Do you want to have a second? I promise to prolong your life and eat MAH Xiang! "The blonde has always looked down on the Oriental in her heart. It's not her that thinks so. It's their Western culture. In their eyes, the Oriental is a lower barbarian, no doubt with dogs.

Think about it, this ocean horse, who has always looked down upon the Oriental, suddenly vomited a mouthful of phlegm by an old ruffian in her mouth. How can she bear it? It's even worse than killing her. She screamed, turned back in mid air, fell to the ground, vomited and rushed towards their barracks.

Yes, she wants to go in and wash her mouth. If possible, she wants to cut off her head and replace it with a noble one.

"Hey, big ocean horse, what are you running for? You just ate a bite of Longyu? I'm so excited about you. Do you want to run back and call your seven aunts and eight uncles to come and line up to eat Longyu? "

"I'm sorry, your father-in-law long doesn't have so much old phlegm. Let your mother eat the old phlegm of a son-in-law. It's said that the more mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she likes it. Since she likes it, let her eat enough

As soon as the old ruffian finished, Wang Hongyun behind Yang Xingchen was a little jealous and said, "Lao long, you are sick. Not every woman can be a Chenchen woman in my family. Is that right, Chen Chen? "

Chen Chen?

Yang Xingchen was shaken by Wang Hongyun. When he thought of his fat second son, he blinked a pair of wet eyes and pursed his thick mouth to show his coquetry. Yang Xingchen could not help but vomit.