Chapter 683

Wow.

The biggest feature of fighting in the desert is that there is a big movement and a little big action, and the dust will blow people's eyes.

The most intense battle.

Xiuyu's whole body radiates the light of colored glass, like a statue made of colorful colored glass. When he waved and threw his feet, the sand and dust burst, and the sand land was turned upside down by his flesh alone.

On the other side, Zheng Feiyue's evil spirit is rolling, and the eight pole magic skill is not vegetarian. He has fought with the scale free glass body.

Bang!

With fists and palms, Xiuyu and Zheng Feiyue retreated back at the same time.

Xiuyu's face turned red, as if it was a grievance to draw with Zheng Feiyue.

Zheng Feiyue shook his hand behind him, but he smiled disdainfully: "you can't do without scale glass body, it's far from enough for the devil's body to endure shit!"

The last word "shit" is very essence.

Xiuyu roared. Suddenly, he stamped on the ground with his fingers and feet and roared on the sand: "I'm thirty-three days above my head. Please give me divine fist!"

A mysterious force landed.

Xiuyu's body shape soared for several sections, and the scale-free glass body became more and more solid. It rushed towards Zheng Feiyue, with the momentum of God blocking and killing Buddha.

"A unique move?!"

Zheng Feiyue screamed and showed no weakness. The eight pole magic skill worked to the extreme. A magic pattern trembled into two halves and fell into his shoulders.

"Eight pole profound meaning, shake!"

It was as if a small bomb had been dropped in the vast desert, and an amazing sandstorm swept up.

Others subconsciously stopped fighting and looked at the rising dust storm.

Hoo Hoo!

The dust is still rolling, indicating how violent the previous collision was.

Both disciples looked anxious.

Just then.

A figure suddenly shot out of the sandstorm, with ragged clothes and a string of blood beads in the air.

Ming wangzong disciple's face changed greatly.

It's Xiuyu!

Whoosh, whoosh.

Several figures came forward to catch Xiuyu. The latter looked miserable. Not only was the scale free glass body broken, but also there were horizontal and vertical scars on his body.

"Xiuyu, are you okay?"

Mingwangzong disciple cried anxiously.

Xiuyu stared at the sandstorm and murmured, "I don't believe it. I don't believe it. The scale free glass body failed like this?"

All along, he put himself in a position at the same level as Wang Xiaohua and LV Jian.

Especially after Wang Po was expelled from the emperor of Ming Dynasty, Xiuyu became the key training object of the clan, and his self-confidence and pride increased day by day.

But he never dreamed that he would be defeated by a businessman, and he was still a pervert who liked men!

The sandstorm weakened slowly until it disappeared.

A figure floated to the ground, lost his hands behind him, and said faintly: "I didn't expect that a scale-free glass body could force me to use 70% of my skills. Although you lost, you are still proud!"

"Wow!"

"Shopkeeper Zheng won!"

"Shopkeeper Zheng, you are great. I can't help but want to make a promise."

The licking dogs regained their true colors again.

Of course, the main reason is Zheng Feiyue's victory, which won them a big piece of lark grass.

Even Li Xin'er has brilliant eyes.

It's surprising that Zheng Feiyue's strength is even higher than she expected.

Poof!

Xiuyu's blood spitting voice attracted everyone's idea.

Zheng Feiyue was unharmed and even pretended to be forced. The damage to Xiuyu even exceeded the hard work of the previous hard bridge and hard horse, which came from the heart.

"Xiuyu!"

"Xiuyu, how are you?"

"Cheer up, Xiuyu!"

The disciples of Ming wangzong shook violently.

Xiuyu wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, struggled to stand up and said ruthlessly, "let's go!"

It's no shame to withdraw if you can't fight.

Mingwangzong all nodded together and retreated back with Xiuyu.

Li xiner was about to order the pursuit, but Zheng Feiyue raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "don't chase the poor enemy, bailing grass is important!"

At this moment, the shopkeeper's majesty reached the peak, and the disciples of Xinmo Valley listened to his words.

After the disciples of the Ming emperor retreat.

Zheng Feiyue took a long breath, but with the turbid breath, there was a big mouthful of blood.

Poof!

The blood poured into the sand and solidified into earthy brown.

Zheng Feiyue was unable to fall.

Li xiner and others were shocked and hurriedly helped Zheng Feiyue up. He took out the pill, handed over the water, shaded the sun, and a girl with breast and fat buttocks put people on her lap.

Zheng Feiyue pillowed his soft legs, his Qi was like a hairspring, and his face was like pale.

Li xiner said anxiously, "well, why did you suddenly hurt so badly?"

Zheng Feiyue said with a bitter smile: "the scale free glass body is not easy to deal with. Although I won, I was also seriously injured. Fortunately, I finally cheated them."

A female disciple seemed to be proficient in medical skills. After giving Zheng Feiyue a pulse, she exclaimed, "the pulse is weak. She is seriously injured and dying. How can it be so serious?"

Zheng Feiyue shook his head: "I used the forbidden technique, and all my meridians were broken. I was unable to return to heaven."

This remark drew another exclamation.

Li xiner looked very sad and sobbed, "shopkeeper, you can't die. If you die, who will take us to find the heart of the world?"

Zheng Feiyue's eyelids jumped violently.

It's all on.

In exchange for this?

If you are seriously injured and dying, you must die directly because of your words!

"That what..." Zheng Feiyue stretched out his hand and made a difficult voice. "I'm dying. Just before I die, there's one thing that's always difficult to put down."

The girl with fat breasts and buttocks was very kind. She grabbed Zheng Feiyue's hand and said, "you said, we'll try our best to help you if we can."

"In fact, it's nothing," Zheng Feiyue showed a pale smile. "As you all know, I like men. I've never had an idea about women in my life."

All the women looked puzzled.

Some gossip between shopkeeper Zhang and the valley leader is flying all over the world now.

Zheng Feiyue said with a bitter smile: "in fact, nothing happened between me and your valley master that night. Everything was a misunderstanding. I always love... Men!"

The female disciples were silent.

The kind-hearted female disciple looked up and said, "when a man is dying, his words are good. I believe him."

"I believe it, too."

"We all believe that the shopkeeper and valley master are innocent."

All the people spoke.

Who would argue with a dying man?

Zheng Feiyue smiled happily and looked up at the sky. As a result, he was blocked by two overlapping mountains and whispered happily, "it's not easy to like men in this era. Do you understand the feeling of being laughed at by the whole world?"

"I see."

"We sympathize with you."

"Shopkeeper, it's not wrong to like men. This is your freedom."

Everyone looked sympathetically, but Li xiner looked puzzled.

Are there too many people dying?

Zheng Feiyue said in his sympathetic or compassionate eyes, "I don't want to be stabbed and scolded by people after I die. Can you... Kiss me? Just a minute, so that I can raise my head and be a man in the underworld."

In my mind.

The system shouted, "Wow, you are so shameless!"

There is another watch in the afternoon.

This month, I will go to Hangzhou to participate in the writer training meeting, which will be more insufficient.

Every day is tentatively set at three o'clock.

The training period may be reduced to two shifts, but everyone will be notified in advance. (the training lasts for one week and starts on the 10th.)

Go to Hangzhou and try xiaolongbao for everyone.