Chapter 1267

In front of a group of sea monsters, when they were intoxicated, the sweat falling on the forehead of Mao Yizhou and others did not stop!

This is a pure martial saint! Dozens of people!

When the boss came out before, the Qi machine was not put out, and they didn't notice it, but after that, whenever they started, the familiar pressure clearly made several people have no idea of fighting!

At this moment, Shi Haoshi might have fallen to the ground at the moment if the people around him didn't hold him... Because in the nonsense of this whole hour, the focus is the broom that has been broken in two!

According to Shirley's plan, she hopes to reflect the fine quality of the endless sea cherishing the crystallization of labor through this small matter, but what all this presents to Shi Haoshi is that this broom is very important for the powerful martial saints in front of her. For this broom, even if so many people's lives are sacrificed, they have to break each other's bodies!

"Palace leader, you, you must save me!" In the face of so many powerful martial saints, as long as he dares to act rashly, he will die in the next moment.

Yu Guohuo looks pale. Today is the last day. If they don't come this day, I'm afraid the misty palace will really fall down.

Mao Yizhou's heart clicked. The previous high momentum has undoubtedly dropped to the bottom at the moment!

With such power, not to mention the ethereal palace, even if the power of the whole sect is gathered, can it shake the Fuzong?

What is Kunlun mountain now in front of Fuzong?

"Palace master, palace master..." Shi Haoshi shouted nervously, but he didn't dare to speak too loudly to avoid attracting the attention of the people in front.

Shirley roared. 3000 white hair, like a fishing net, instantly covered half of the sky. The two people who fled below, the Golden Horn and the convex head, were caught one by one!

"Fight, fight to death!" As soon as he threw it to the ground, all the onlookers rushed up, and the fierce yuan force poured down. It was clear that he had no sympathy!

The whole mount Fu also trembled during the beating... When Haoshi screamed, just because the convex head and golden horn were beaten, they made their original shape. One forehead was swollen as oily as a watermelon, and the other forehead was sunken... How could this be? Isn't it a broom?

"Stop!" With a soft drink, Shirley went to the two people like a dead dog, "do you two have any last words to say?"

The convex head's breath was listless and said intermittently, "golden horn, you, you fuck, wait for me. One day, I will peel you alive and cook soup!"

"I bah!" Golden Horn turned sideways and vomited, "don't you know what role you want to play? Damn it, I patted my chest and stepped on your feet before I set out. I dared to pick on you and beat you... "Even if he died, his golden horn was right. Wu Zifeng was the fault!

"How many feet did you step on? Are you stepping on it! " I turned over and didn't know where the strength came from. The convex head rode directly on the Golden Horn and began to fight!

Shirley's teeth made a wrong sound. It was such a great story, but she racked her brains for a long time before she came up with it, but it was ruined by these two people. I wanted to give them a chance to admit his mistakes. These two scum don't even want a chance!

"Keep fighting until you kill me!" Roaring, Shirley's face was black... "Wait!" While the crowd was in full swing, Yu Ji suddenly opened her mouth.

"I want to know who broke this broom. Let him go and let him talk!" Pointing to the convex head, Yu Ji twisted her snake step up.

After swallowing hard, Shi Haoshi didn't even dare to breathe, and quietly retreated towards the rear... The convex head had been beaten half dead, and he couldn't open his mouth at all... His eyes scanned ahead, and Wang Qiang jumped out of the crowd, "I know, I know, it's him! He broke the broom with one kick! " Pointing to Shi Haoshi, who was about to escape, the crowd also nodded, indicating that what Wang Qiang said was true.

This statement, originally just shrouded in the convex head and golden horn, immediately moved to several people in maoyizhou.

I felt as if a vast sea appeared on my shoulder, and Mao Yizhou's breath was in a hurry for a moment, not to mention the elders behind him!

"Get out!" Bailey roared, echoing like a wave between heaven and earth.

"Palace leader, palace leader, you must save me, you must save me!" Shi Haoshi "plopped" and knelt directly beside Mao Yizhou. His face was pale and his tone trembled.

Mao Yizhou Qiang calmed himself. This was the first time he faced so many powerful martial arts saints. Naturally, he couldn't be careless and bowed, "I'm the leader of the ethereal palace, what's offensive..."

"What a mess, I ask you, who broke the broom?" Yu Ji's face was as cold as before, and her eyes fluctuated with a bit of soul stirring!

Now they are investigating who broke the broom and what kind of bullshit palace leader. For Shirley, the people in Kunlun Mountain are not a thing!

After wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Mao Yizhou reluctantly looked at Shi Haoshi after a standoff for a moment... In this tone, it is very possible that Shi Haoshi is alone, even if the whole ethereal palace is buried here. If only one person is sacrificed for the safety of everyone, it can only be so!

Aware of Mao Yizhou's eyes, Shi Hao's stone heart was like ashes, but he still asked, "palace master, I'm the elder of the ethereal palace, don't, don't..."

Yu Guohuo reluctantly closed his eyes. Now he began to regret deeply. Why did he provoke Wu Zifeng and Fu Zong! Why can't you stay out like other palaces, why, why... Cangxue sighed and stood behind Mao Yizhou, "elder Shi, the palace master is also forced to be helpless. Besides, it was you who broke the broom just now. You should bear the consequences. For the survival plan of the ethereal palace, you'd better go out by yourself. It's better to look better, isn't it? "

Yes, he really broke that broom. He should pay for it!

From beginning to end, these people have been biased by Shirley and others. Is the world really chaotic to this point? Can a broom change the life of an elder of the fourth house?

What logic is this?

The footsteps dragged, and under the pressure of heaven and earth, Shi Haoshi slowly walked out and asked with a trace of timidity, "can I compensate you for a broom? Ten or a hundred? As long as you don't kill me, I can do anything... "