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Eunuch?

When Yin Hongying said these two words, all the people present were stunned, especially Mu Shishi. At this moment, she realized that Jing Yufeng, the once little god of war, was the benefactor of her master?

No wonder, the prospect of the Royal wind to see themselves, will suddenly ask their master how the situation?

In fact, few people know that Jing Yufeng is the benefactor of yinhongying.

Even Mo Yunxie and others in the dark feather hall have never heard of it.

But when they saw her face excited and her eyes filled with gratitude, they knew that there would be no fake.

"Hong Ying has met my benefactor."

Yin Hongying goes to Jing Yufeng and bows respectfully to Jing Yufeng.

Who doesn't know Yin Hongying's temper. Although he is an old woman, he is an old woman. He never bows to others easily. However, if his apprentice has something to do, he will be very angry and angry.

But now, Yin Hongying is kowtowing to Jing Yufeng.

"Hongying, I'm not the same as I was. You don't have to be so polite to me."

Jing Yufeng's face flashed a little embarrassed when he saw this old friend before. Naturally, the embarrassment was not because of the embarrassment in relation to Yin Hongying, but because of his own cultivation.

At one time, he did save Yin Hongying when she was in danger. Because of this, Yin Hongying has been called her benefactor ever since.

But now, Jing Yufeng's cultivation is no longer. In front of Yin Hongying, the eight martial arts man in Lingwu realm, he is nothing at all. This is the embarrassment in his heart.

"Eunuch, no matter what you become, Hong Ying will never forget your kindness to Hongying. You will always be my benefactor."

India Red tassels are determined to be the tunnel.

"Yinhongying, you're old enough to say a word of gratitude to a worthless trash here. Do you want to have your old face? The face of Fengshui pavilion has been lost to you. "

Mo Yunxie was very unhappy with the unexpected guest of yinhongying.

Hearing Mo Yunxie's words, Yin Hongying recovered her original color, and her face suddenly cooled down: "Mo Laogui, do I need you to tell me what to do with yinhongying? This is my eunuch's residence. If you have any sense, you should take your dog from the dark feather hall to leave here. Otherwise, I will not be polite to you with my red tassel

As soon as the Indian red tassel is exported, it is full of arrogance.

It's not like an old woman, more like an old man.

"Ha ha, don't be polite to me, but you are also eight levels of Lingwu realm. How do you think you can get me? In recent years, my dark feather hall has let you everywhere because I don't care about you in general. Do you think you can really go to heaven? "

Mo Yunxie is fearless.

After saying that, Mo Yunxie said in the ear of the supreme elder he Zhizhang: "you will act according to the circumstances later. Once you find the opportunity, you will kill Jing Yufeng and Jing Yunxiao as soon as possible."

"Yes."

He Zhizhang nodded.

"It's a mule or a horse. Take it out and talk about it."

The red tassel does not shrink back.

"Well, in that case, I'll do it."

Mo Yunxie was cold for a moment, and his steps immediately became strange. A breath of eight levels of spirit and martial arts was like a river, pouring down thousands of miles and surging up.

"What's the use of that bullshit? Let's see."

Seeing this, Yin Hongying drinks violently and takes the lead. He does not use any martial arts or powerful means, but just a blow out of thin air.

One punch makes the world move.

Around the aura storm burst up in an instant. When the fist was waved out, it seemed that a wave visible to the naked eye could be seen in the air. The fist is as powerful as a tiger, with a terrible pressure, and directly forces Mo Yunxie's face.

"Yin Hongying, do you want to hurt me at this level of attack? You're ridiculous. "

In the face of the attack of Yin Hongying, Mo Yunxie smiles faintly. He stands with his hands on his back and doesn't even move. In front of him, the aura is like a river, constantly surging, and finally forms a aura barrier in front of him.

"Boom."

With a loud noise, Yin Hongying's fist hit the Reiki barrier. However, everyone was shocked to find that Yin Hongying's fist did not shake the Reiki barrier for half a minute.

"Hehe, it was just a small test. I didn't expect you to be a good old man. But you want to beat me just by Reiki barrier? You want too much. "

Yin Hongying didn't care about the loss.

After a few sharp steps backward, Yin Hongying's footstep changes abruptly, and his fingerprints are constantly changing. All of a sudden, a series of golden aura arrows are formed between his arms opening and closing.

"Storm arrow."

The Indian red tassel murmured, and dozens of golden arrows, like the heavy rain, flew toward Mo Yunxie in dense and dense ways. The earth jumped and tore at the place where it passed, and a crack appeared on the earth, spreading like a spider's web.The battle between the eight warriors in Lingwu is extraordinary.

Although it seems that the means are simple, but the momentum is more fierce than that of the sky and the black wind.

"Tut, what powerful means should I be? Is that all? It's just that. "

"Flying spirit needle."

Mo Yunxie laughed contemptuously. Then he stepped on the dishcloth, his arms swung, and his fingerprints were constantly changing. All of a sudden, he saw them in front of his eyes, and suddenly they formed into huge black needles. The huge needles burst out and collided fiercely with the arrows of Yin Hongying in the air.

"Shua Shua."

In a flash, the golden light and black light burst out in the sky of the whole Jingjia residence, just like fireworks, gorgeous. The color ripples rippled like water waves, and they were dazzling.

"Oh, my God, it's so fierce, so violent. It's really exciting to have a confrontation between the eight martial arts in the Lingwu realm. "

Looking at the fight in the field, everyone's eyes are deeply attracted.

Their eyes showed their essence and were in hysterical wonder.

The attacks, the storms, we've never seen, we've never heard of them, we've never heard of them.

It has to be said that the moves of the two men are superb, which makes everyone excited. However, even if they are closer, there are differences in strength and weakness. Therefore, after a fight, Yin Hongying gradually loses.

His golden arrows were scattered by the huge array, while Mo Yunxie's two remaining giant needles shot towards the Indian red tassel.

"Drink it."

Yin Hongying murmured and retreated abruptly. Seeing that the huge needle was about to blow on her, she waved her sleeve and robe, and her palms burst out. A large amount of aura formed a fist force whirl in his hands, and then she completely resisted the two giant needles.

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