"Ouch." Yang Xingchen directly vomited in front of Wang Hongyun without any face, and got Wang Hongyun's white eyes, while the old ruffian patted his legs and laughed.
At the same time, the hairy man has been helped up by his hands. He is black and blue, and can only rely on others. He raises his eyes full of black and blue and stares at Yang Xingchen.
"Ouch, mother hippie, what's your look like?" The old ruffian was the first to see the hairy man's eyes, straightened his waist, pointed to his face, and cried, "what's the matter with Niang xipi? If you don't agree, come on, let's have a fight. Uncle long will give you one hand. "
"Well, don't make a fuss," Yang Xingchen looked at the old ruffian and winked at him to shut up. Then he went to the hairy man and explained his intention. "We just want to look for a panacea. We don't want to hurt you. I hope you can allow us to go in."
"Niang xipi, they obviously look down on me. I'd better kill them if I wanted to. What's good to say with these wild ocean horses?" Old ruffian says discontentedly in the side.
Wang Hongyun went to the old ruffian and said in a soft voice, "Lao long, what do you know? It's called tactics."
After hearing Wang Hongyun's words, the old ruffian grabbed his head, grinned and said, "what do you mean?"
"Think for yourself!" Wang Hongyun gives him a white eye and turns to leave.
"Go away, hateful Easterners, you filthy easterners in your ugly blood. We don't welcome you here!" The hairy man slowed down and immediately began to curse again.
The old ruffian was very angry. He pointed to the hairy man and said angrily, "Niang xipi, you don't know what's good or what's bad. You don't want to be shameful, do you. Damn boy, I've talked to you. You're still pulling like this. Your uncle tells you that you don't know where you're going to get angry with Mr. long! "
When Yang Xingchen heard what the hairy man said, his face became more and more gloomy. He just wanted to look for the elixir. His attitude was very low, but he didn't want to. These defeated generals still didn't agree.
"In this case," Yang Xingchen said, slightly raised his sword in his hand, and his eyes flashed a hint of killing, "then don't blame me for being rude!"
At this time, Wang Hongyun found a ball of fire coming from the side. The ball of fire was very fast and ran into Yang Xingchen. She immediately reminded him in a sharp voice, "boss, be careful!"
When Wang Hongyun called, Yang Xingchen immediately felt it. He quickly turned to his side and ran away. Then he frowned and looked into the distance.
I saw a woman holding an immortal bird's staff. Her robe was exquisite, her hair was blonde, her figure was concave and convex. She was a rare beauty.
The old ruffian saw this man, wiped the saliva beside his mouth, and said to Yang Xingchen: "Niang xipi, Tianxiao boy, this ocean horse is really good. I'm excited to see Uncle long."
Yang Xingchen did not return to him. He clearly saw that the woman's eyes were full of arrogance and disdain. When he looked at them, it was really like looking at mole ants. Moreover, although he let the blow go, he completely felt the energy in the fireball.
It shows that this woman is not only as beautiful as the old ruffian said, but her combat effectiveness can't be underestimated.
"Oh, my God, my child, how did you become like this?" The woman glanced at Yang Xingchen, then went to the hairy man, stroked his face with her fingers, and said in surprise, "why haven't you seen him for a few days? You're hurt and ugly again."
"Gongju," the hairy man called respectfully, and his expression became very respectful at that moment. "Gongju, the reason why villains are like this is because of the abominable Oriental nearby!"
When changmaonan said the word "Oriental", he was more and more gnashing his teeth, hoping to tear up Yang Xingchen.
Gongju turned his head to look at Yang Xingchen, and his expression turned into a sneer: "Oh, dear child, it's just three weak chickens. It makes you suffer such a serious injury. It seems that you are not good either."
After hearing Gongju's words, the hairy man lowered his head and flashed a trace of malice in his eyes, but he hid it well: "Gongju said it."
"Niang xipi, how do you speak? How dare you! Uncle long is a weak chicken! You're the chicken. Your whole family is chicken! " The old ruffian yelled.
Gongju was so angry by the old ruffian that he trembled and stopped talking. He immediately recited the magic. "Burning God of fire, I pray to you with my holy soul. I pray to you that you will give me a burning flame." With her mantra read out, a red light around her in an instant.
Yang Xingchen sees the evil in the eyes of the hairy man. He kicks away the old ruffian, grabs Wang Hongyun in one hand, and flashes quickly to the side.
At this time, Gongju's singing was over, and the flame was burning in the eyes of the immortal bird. In an instant, a fireball flew to Yang Xingchen.
The moment Yang Xingchen pulls the old ruffian, the fireball rubs the corner of his clothes, and the fire burns instantly. Yang Xingchen immediately tore off the corner of his clothes, and the skin touched by the corner of his clothes was slightly red and bruised.
Yang Xingchen's face suddenly changed. He reached out and took Wang Hongyun to one side. He held up his sword and ran to Gongju face to face. While avoiding the fireball, he ran to him quickly."Niang xipi, what a vicious ocean horse! She almost burned you to death. You must catch her and let her give you a thousand fire babies!" The old ruffian almost didn't burn. He was so angry that he kept screaming.
Yang Xingchen looked at the fireball coming towards him. He quickly cut it with his sword. With one sword, he broke a fireball. Gongju looked at the scene, sank his face, and continued to sing: "blazing fire spirit, please give me endless power!"
After singing, the flame around Gongju becomes bigger and bigger, and the fireball density becomes more and more. Looking at Yang Xingchen in a mess, she laughs: "it's your honor to die in the flame of Gongju. You should be happy!"
After hearing Gongju's words, Yang Xingchen chuckled. He rolled around the ground, bent down and continued to face up. If you look at Gongju carefully, you will find that although Yang Xingchen looks a little embarrassed, he is not burned at all.
Looking closer and closer to Gongju, Yang Xingchen cut a path of fire for himself with his sword. He rolled around the ground and immediately bypassed her. He held the hilt in his hand and pointed the blade at Gongju's neck with a cold smile, "you lost!"
Gongju was forced to raise his head, his eyes full of shock: "how, how?" How can someone escape his own attack? Is this guy a barbaric Oriental? Don't you mean you can't do martial arts in the east?
"Ha ha ha! God damn it. Good job. Good job! Take this beautiful fire horse back and let her give you a thousand fire babies! " The old ruffian saw this scene, clapped his hands and cried happily.