Chapter 1411： Pumping out the ghosts and pumping air (five)

This scene in front of us is beyond the understanding of the villagers in the megalithic tribe...

They couldn’t imagine what kind of slap in the face, and the little doll like Tiger Da Zhuang would fly to the ground, and it would be awkward to smash the few mothers who only know how to scream. Even, it’s really a Train the family, that the Zhuangzis in their tribes will be knocked over to the ground one by one, but they really don’t understand why they are facing the fierce people of the Tiger’s ten brothers. Actually, he just slaps and slaps and draws one by one.

Or, other tigers and ten brothers will stop, in addition to more wild boars as mounts, the men in the megalithic tribe will have more stocks, daring to fight, dare to kill, and they are not too much. At most, the wild boar is a little bigger...

The legendary fairy family has seen the tiger's third and old seven, how can it be so useless?

They look really real, the guests of the family have not moved at all, just like they just smoked them!

It seems that it’s not as good as pumping us...

But the tiger's third and old seven, it looks like a wooden raft, and they are allowed to move to the face, and then fall out like two pieces of wood, one is planted on the big rock in the village. The stones were all smashed, and one flew out a few dozen feet away. When I looked closer, these two heads were directly smashed, like a sheepskin bag, and one of the heads split directly, like a Rotten watermelon, lying on the ground, still pumping and pumping, but just can’t live without it...

Then there are the two green wolves riding. Legend has it that this is a monster raised in Xianfu. It can travel thousands of miles a day, and one can destroy a tribe monster. Actually, the wicked person flew the tiger’s third and old seven. After that, they were also scared and directly fell on the ground. The tail was like a wild dog, and the tongue was spit out, but this did not get the soft hand of the wicked, squatting down, and left and right. The slap in the air, the two green wolves rided and flew a few dozen feet away, lying on the ground stiffly loaded...

And the wicked man did something so shocking and ridiculous, but he still didn't stop and went straight out.

The brothers of the tiger family went to see the old four, the old five, and some of them directly rushed up. It was just as fast as the third and the old seven. At this time, I just arrived and saw the horror of the old three and seven. Ghosts, unbelief, full of body, are not stiff, but they have not escaped. One person slaps a slap, and they fly straight and go out. Some people want to escape, but somehow, the wild boar is not Obedient, or it is too slow to escape, it was directly rushed by others, it is also a slap...

From the beginning to the end, no one needs two slaps, and all the ones that are directly pumped are not left.

"you you……"

Fang Xing all the way to the front of the tiger family, the man with only half of the hair on his head has already scared his face, and he squeezed his eyes hard. It seems that he wants to squeeze out the illusion in his eyes. How many eyes, the scene is still in front of you!

More frightened is the tiger mother, the expression on her face is like a painting, I don’t know if I should believe it.

Her brother is dying, she seems to be crying, but the tragic scene is in front of her eyes, but she can’t cry out...

Especially when the fierce **** stood in front of her, she wanted to yell, and even a word could not come out...

"Go over and squat!"

The fierce **** spoke up, and then a slap in the face of the mother-in-law's obese face, directly flew a few dozen feet away, when it came to the ground, it was unfortunate that it was squatting, and it was kneeling beside the old patriarch. The big head suddenly fell to the ground...

"me……"

The boss of the tiger family suddenly reacted, and a buttock slipped from the back of the wild boar and was about to kneel down.

"Useless!"

Fang Xing reached out and grabbed the tiger's boss, prevented him from kneeling, and slowly shook his head.

"I'm so cheap with the Jushi tribe, so they can be jealous, you don't have this qualification..."

The fierce **** looked down at the eyes of the tiger's boss and then raised his palm.

"Rain!"

In the mouth of the tiger's boss, he only had to shout out these two words, and then he slaps a slap in the face and flies straight out.

The next second, the wild boar that he flew out.

After that, the party continued to move forward. There were three or four men riding on the blue wolf. The faces were already blue, and they wanted to escape, but they did not dare to move. One of them was in the square. When I was close, the scared legs were cramping, and the tremors opened: "Big... adults... We are the blue wolves that other tribes have chosen, and the tiger family... there is no relationship! ”

Look at the honest appearance of these people, and think about the ten brothers of the tiger family. It seems that they really have nothing to do with these people. Fang nodded, then they slap and slap and continue to smoke, and ride these blue wolves. The mighty guys, one after another, even flew with the wolves, and then did not raise their heads and said: "Who will let you come over and watch?"

"This friend, too much!"

Suddenly, there was a cold drink in the back that rang, swaying in the void, and the world was full of echoes.

The party made a slight glimpse and turned to look at it.

When the Tiger Family’s ten brothers rushed over, they followed the four or five rides, and they also wore the blue wolves, but the blue wolves they had left were significantly larger than the others, and they were even more fierce. In the circle, there are gold-wrapped saddles on the wolf's back. Three of them are ordinary sergeants dressed in blue, with helmets covering their faces, and one with a red cloak behind them. Extremely strong, there is another one, a woman wearing a black cloak, just drinking it, it is this person!

Originally, they all looked like jokes, but after they had quietly knocked over the tiger's third and old seven, they couldn't sit still. At that time, the person wearing a black cloak had two ice-coolings. Shining eyes, Sensen looked over to Fang Fang...

"What, do you have an opinion?"

Fang Xing glanced at them and looked at them. Then they walked over.

This time, it is obvious that they suddenly straightened up, and the murderous gaze directly came over.

"This Taoist friend, I am the commander of the Qingwu Xianfu green wolf riding, this is the dedication of the holy ghost Xianshou of Qinglan Xianfu. I don’t know where the Taoist friends are, and in which Xianshan practice, but when We must give us a confession to ride our face.

The man in a red cloak screamed and raised the spear in his hand.

"Okay, I will tell you!"

The pace of the square line is not half-conflicted, and it is getting closer and closer to them.

"God, is he going to offend the adults of the Qing Dynasty Xianfu?"

This scene caused the villagers of the Jushi tribe to raise their heads and look at them without looking at them.

For them, this wicked person is naturally terrible, but it is the supreme existence of their eyes.

But now, is the wicked man really trying to find his way out?

"The strength is terrible, at least it is also a golden dan. These people can't have no roots. Let's take it first!"

Seeing that the party walked slowly and step by step, the young prince riding the blue wolf and the woman in the black cloak also confided. They are not riding than the ordinary blue wolf. It seems to feel the terrible breath of this person. I didn't want to be close to him. The young wolf rider decided to start with a strong young man. Suddenly, he smashed the green wolf under his arm, and roared. The wolf wolf jumped in the air and the spear in the palm of his hand. Then he headed down to the side of the line, and his body was full of breath, like a sea...

"That... is that the legendary **** will?"

The old patriarch of the Jushi tribe was the most widely-informed, and saw the scene of the young commander rushing. The eyes only looked straight.

These powerful people, even he only saw it once in his youth...

"In this realm, it is not weak..."

Fang Xing also seems to have some appreciation as the young commander descends from the sky, admiring and nodding...

...then, when the young spear is about to stab on the top of his head, he slaps out!

"Snapped……"

The helmet that was covered in the face of the young commander was distorted, and even the people with the blue wolf smashed out, and they did not know how many trees in the forest fell, slipped out of a deep ditch, and then on the ground. Struggling, I can’t climb for a long time...

"grown ups……"

The remaining three blue wolves were shocked and rushed up, trying to stop the party.

"You let it go!"

But when they just rushed out, they suddenly heard a slap in the back. Actually, the woman with a black cloak on her body picked up the French seal, and then under her waist cloak, she suddenly flew a gourd. The plug flew away autonomously. As her French seal was pinched to death, there was a screaming crying inside, and a black smoke came out. Inside, it was a horrible ghost, a sharp claw. He was suffocating, his face was white, his eyes were bloody, and he stared at Fang Fang and rushed over...

boom!

Suddenly there was a cloud in the air, and the sky seemed to suddenly darken.

"Oh... that's... evil spirit..."

All the people in the Jushi tribe village were directly scared and shivered. I don’t know how many people directly peeed their pants.

Said that the devil, the devil, but who really saw the devil, how many?

But in the atmosphere where they can't breathe, the more amazing scene appeared in front of them...

Seeing the ghosts of the three souls that scared the seven scorpions, they rushed to the front of the wicked, and the sharp claws were thrown on him. The wicked had no extra movements. Arms, a slap in the air...

"Wow……"

A wild cat was trampled on the tail like a scream, and the suffocating suffocation of the ghosts seemed to be a lot weaker. The dark clouds that had just gathered up in the air were scattered. The ghosts were directly drawn by the slap by a few dozen feet. Under the big tree, squinting at the face... (to be continued.)