v3 Chapter 191： Cheng Hao? (One)

Duanmuyang, after all, is known as the sage of the Duanmu family of Yulong Snow Mountain. After a brief shock, his expression gradually became cold.

The violent spiritual power began to brew, so that even the elders of various ethnic groups who were discussing major events turned their attention away.

It's normal for juniors to make troubles, but it's rare to find out what they are like now. It's not that the enemy will usually click until the end. After all, the path of spiritual practice is too difficult, and it is the earth in the end-French era. Any gifted child is very difficult to produce.

A little difference is the loss of the cultivation world.

For example, the Jin family of the Huashan ancient tribe lost Jin Xin, the son of the protoss strong, and became the last little family, and even lost the support of the protoss behind it.

Duanmu Yang is not talented, just one of the leading children of the Divine Power, he is very important to the Duanmu family.

The Cheng clan was worried and looked at Feng Hao, but when he saw Feng Hao leaning on the sofa with a smile on his face, the anxiety in his heart gradually disappeared.

The wind is here, even if Mu Yang is the true **** of the gods, he has to lie down.

The old man of the Duanmu family, old-fashioned, old-fashioned, and young-faced. He teaches that other old people are different. There is a red mark.

Like a figure in the fairyland who has Tao.

Duanmu Boyi, a veteran strongman who has lived for hundreds of years in the Duanmu family, is almost the same age as his reincarnation and reincarnated, and he is also in an infinite opportunity, only today.

Although the failure to cross the robbery in gs province in the last century caused the strongest earthquake in the history of Huaxia, more than 200,000 people became the dead souls of the earthquake, and he should have been killed by the robbers who created countless sins. In the end, Sanxian was also achieved.

"The two juniors are in trouble, and the old folks don't take any action."

Duanmu Boyi's words made the old people who wanted to be peacemakers smiled, and immediately dispelled this idea of ​​death.

They intended to shoot Duanmu Boyi's flattery, but since Duanmu Boyi spoke, where did they think of a shot.

At the same time, the spiritual power in Duanmuyang finally reached a critical point. With a roar, the green silk thread was immediately broken and turned into a full of spiritual power and returned to the world.

"Very strong vitality. She is a disciple of the holy land of Huashan practice, and should be the Cheng family."

Some monks recognized Cheng Cheng's practice and determined Cheng Cheng's identity.

In this regard, Duanmuyang's disdain was even stronger, and Han said, "It is just a monk in the healing department. He is so disdainful to the young master. Today, the young master will teach you the Cheng family."

Huh!

Duanmuyang did n’t take any action, such as the gentle and gentle gentleman, and the gentle run is like jade, but the shot was thunderous. Fortunately, the wrong people were repaired to be not weak, and they did not appear under the powerful spiritual force and smashed their noses. Weak chicken.

"Humph!"

Cheng Cheng snorted again. Although Duan Muyang brought him a lot of pressure, the strength of Feng Hao's origin in her body gave her great confidence. She didn't want to let Feng Hao disappointed, so even if she did not practice Powerful offensive spells, but still based on powerful vitality, played her style.

Feng Hao is satisfied with this and appreciates it very much.

It's as if Cheng Cheng is a doctor, but he has used his medical skills to kill the boxer. He can save and kill.

However, the doctor is a doctor after all, even if the medical skill is higher and the scalpel's hands are more dexterous, she can only operate on the operating table.

Definitely not as good as boxers.

However, Feng Hao did not intend to intervene immediately, and it is also good to sharpen the next journey. It must be helpful for the practice.

Cheng Cheng is very clever. After refining Yuan Ying, she is no longer a little girl like before, but a woman with great wisdom. Her temperament is not deliberately dressed up.

Duanmu Yang's powerful attacks four times, were resolved under Cheng Cheng's soft hands, and four or two pounds.

Each green silk thread contains a strong vitality and a rotten spirit of lore. Duan Muyang touched it a few times and felt the powerful background of Cheng Cheng.

As if the other party never knew it was exhausted, he launched an insane attack on him. What was obviously a life-saving thing became a chain of life.

"You are too presumptuous!"

Duanmuyang was angered, he already felt the unpleasantness in the old eyes of the clan, and immediately bit his lip and turned his spiritual power to the extreme, with a faint light on his body, and flew directly to Cheng Cheng.

Until this moment, Cheng Cheng felt a kind of coercion like Taishan ahead, a flash of confusion flashed in the beautiful eyes.

Duanmuyang sneered at the corner of his mouth, spreading his five fingers, and turned his spirit into a five-handed flying knife.

Suddenly, the howling wind screamed, and the aura on the top floor of Jinmao Building was violently turbulent. All the young Junjies who came were very moved.

"Cheng Cheng!"

Cheng Jinnan and Cheng Dong exclaimed in excitement. They were about to organize, and a smile of Sanxian Duanmu Boyi was evoked by the corners of their mouths. They both felt that a high wall had been erected in front of them. .

bad!

Cheng Jinnan felt a little guilty, his face paled for a moment, not to mention that Cheng Cheng was her righteous granddaughter, and this was simply the core part of Cheng Jiagong ’s practice, which meant that no mistakes were allowed.

However, the Sanxian of the Mu family at the end was too overbearing and directly prevented them from intervening.

At the moment when the five-handed flying knife was about to penetrate Cheng Cheng's body, Fenghao, who was half-lying on the sofa, was an understatement, and suddenly the five-handed flying knife burst and became spiritual power.

"Ok?"

Duanmuyang frowned, but did not respond to what happened. Even Duanmu Boyi looked cold, and looked around, wanting to see which guy who didn't open his eyes, got involved in the petty quarrel among the juniors.

Looking from left to right, Duanmu Boyi noticed Fenghao who raised his hand slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't see the other side's practice.

After avoiding the disaster, Qiao's face was sweaty and her face paled. She knew who shot it, so she gave Fenghao a grateful look.

"Is it your hand?"

Duanmuyang was angry, and someone actually stepped in. This was simply a provocation to him. At the moment, he didn't think about how powerful Feng Fenghao was, so that he could dissolve his attack and collapse the spiritual power he had gathered.

"Anyway, it's also a man. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to bully a woman."

Feng Hao chuckled, admitted. In the end, what does it matter if he admits it or not, is it true that Mu Yang can still get him at this end?

"There is no such thing as age, identity, and gender. The person who cultivates the higher is a senior. This woman and I are in discussions. There is naturally a difference between winning and losing, and there is a difference between life and death ..."

Duanmu Yang groaned, his small eyes staring at Feng Hao. He thought that even if Feng Hao had disintegrated his sword, he was quite capable, but it was not enough to make him look high.

What about strong players at the same level? He has a strong hole card of his own.

Therefore, this one must be found.