The Martial Peak (New)
MP 145s

145: Three parties

Under his orders, almost all of the disciples who could move in Lingxiaoge were all awake.

“Kakak!” Hu Meier turned her head and looked at Hu Jinger. .

"Jiaoer, we still haven't mixed it with water. Who knows if the monster has not responded, we better wait and see, let's see the people at Lingxiaoge ..."

"You're quiet! A coward!" Hu Meier stunned Long Jun.

Long Jun was amazed.

Hu Jiaoer smiled bitterly, looked at his sister, and looked at Yang Kai there. He had a hint of gentleness in his eyes and immediately said: "Blood war helps me!"

When you're done, let's go and go.

On the wind and rain floor, Du Yishuang also looked at Fang Ziqi nervously and whispered: "He saved my life."

Fang Ziqi pinched her nose: "I want to say that we are sitting on a mountain and watching a tiger ..."

“I will hate you, look down on you forever!” Du Yishuang looked at his master without hesitation.

"Oh ..." Fang Ziqi was helpless. "You said that, what can I do?"

Soon, it was a long laugh: "I saw such a heroic hero today, how could I fall behind people? I will listen to the disciples of wind and rain, and I will ride with them, let them know that the man in my wind and rain building is a real Man! "

“Hei!” The male disciple from the wind and rain building shouted together.

"Fang Shixiong, what about us? What about our female students?" Du Yishuang asked without hesitation.

“Go to the side, look at you cunningly, as long as your women will be able to teach each other, what are you doing?” After which, lead a group of people and rush towards the monster.

"Hey!" Du Yishuang frowned her nose, "I know you're patriarchal! I won't be worse than you!"

Word, but also hurry.

After all these days, there were only seven or eight hundred disciples left behind by the three disciples. The others had lost their lives in this inheritance hole, but these seven hundred and eight people were, at this moment, 80% of the people rushing over.

The remaining 20% were injured and had no combat power. Or his strength was too low, and was consciously in vain.

Shouts shook the sky, three disciples, three powers, three directions, but only one target, that was a turtle-type monster that was crushed on the ground.

Yang Kai's fist looked like it was painful, even if it couldn't take his life. It seems that it will not move at once.

The first group of people in Lingxiaoge rushed over. One by one, with red eyes, he showed the best martial arts and raided the turtle-shaped monsters. Pushing a piece of sparks.

A bloody battle ensued, followed by wind and rain.

Among these people, his strength had reached a real level. There were only a few people, and Su Yang did not have any combat power anymore. The red dust is still stupid in the air and has not yet returned to God. Only Fang Ziqi, Long Jun, and Hu Jiaoer were the three.

And they were all one or two layers of warriors in the real world. This kind of power, it was difficult to cause effective damage to this turtle-shaped monster.

Moving out of motion, energy is consumed, but it does not play any role.

Here's problem. None of the three disciples retreated, and they still could not let go of their own killing. The place where the turtle-type monsters were located, the jingle sounds were endless

Yang Kai stood at the spot and laughed.

He felt it was enough not to waste the star marks he had accumulated for a long time, and it would be enough to arouse their fighting spirit.

Su Yan looked at it and watched it almost like a scene called a miracle.

The three disciples always struggled, especially after entering this inheritance. More and more disputes are found. He did not like to fight, so he had acted alone in these days. Otherwise, with her identity and prestige, she would only need to shout, and all of Ling Xiaoge's disciples would be gathered around her.

This time, the red dust caused trouble. He forced her to shoot, and thought that this time, the Lingxiao Pavilion was in danger. I don't expect things to turn around.

And this turn was exactly what the man had brought in front of him.

No one had ever allowed the three disciples to cooperate so far. There was no battle in everyone's eyes now, no intrigue, just the idea of killing a turtle-shaped monster!

It is a miracle in itself!

Looking at his right arm that was still trembling and bleeding, Su Yan's heart was faintly painful. .

He wanted to go up to help her recover, but he held back.

Because at this moment, this man represented iron and blood, if he advanced, there would be gentleness. At this moment, he did not need to be emotionally emotional.

Suddenly touched, Su Yan saw the bloody battle to help the little girl named Hu Meier rush over to Yang Kai, and then asked him several times nervously and worriedly, and immediately took the healing medicine from his arm. And tore her dress and wrapped it.

Su Yan's beauty flashed and then slowly opened her eyes.

On the battlefield, it was possible that the three disciples' attacks awakened a turtle-type monster, and the originally chaotic mind slowly cleared up, and the huge body also had a sign to move, as well, and the heavy limbs already have movement.

Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts lifted, and the attacks on the hands became even fiercer.

Listening to his shout, Fang Ziqi and Hu Jiaoer quickly crouched down, and fixed their eyes, unable to hold a cold breath.

They discovered there was a crack-like wound on the head of the turtle-shaped monster, and now red blood was flowing out.

Because his head has been buried in a deep hole, if you don't look closely, you can't find it.

“My day!” Fang Ziqi couldn't help but go into a thick mouth. He had only been playing for a long time, and even a trace could not be left for a turtle-type monster, but there was a one-foot wound here.

This was the trail left behind by Yang Kai's fist! How big was the strength of his fist, how could it cause such an effect?

Although his mind was shocked, Fang Ziqi's hand was unambiguous, and he rushed to fight with Hu Jiaoer's wounds.

The collision of the two men made the body of the savage beast shatter, and the action became even bigger.

“The woman rolled!” Fang Ziqi suspected that Hu Jiaoer could not help but shout.

“There are only male idiots in the eyes, this girl does not want to see you in general!” Hu Jiaoer gave him a white look.

The personality of the three disciples of Fang Ziqi knew that he was a serious patriarch, thinking that only a man could become a big thing, a woman that was not in his eyes, and that he was a patriarch, and only Su Yan could make her look a little taller.

According to the rumors, he used to live with the owner of the wind and the rain building for a while. In other words, his master was arrogant and wanted to tell him that he would not recruit female disciples in the future.If the cold weather was first ignored, the result would be disturbing.In the end, the result would be, men and women will go to the spring breeze building in Wumei City. I walked in.

Since then, Fang Ziqi had stopped mentioning this matter, but her entrenched thoughts had never changed.

Of course, she's not a bitch. Only in his mind. Men and women are two different species, the first being much more noble than the second.

I am a man, I am proud, I am a man, I am proud!

Makes sense. Fang Ziqi had thoughts like this, and it made sense to be a woman.

But this guy is very romantic, plus he's young and promising. His strength was tyrannical, and the instrument itself was long, so he never lacked the women around him, and often surrounded the girl Yan Yanyan.

This is a man who combines extreme contradictions.

After listening to Hu Jiaoer's words, Fang Ziqi's brows summed up and slammed a gap on the head of the demon's head, and said: "Little skin, who are you stupid?"

Hu Jiaoer flew his hand, and the powerful assassination then broke into his wound. No one showed any weakness: "Man stinks! If you really hate women, why not go to the Phoenix with your younger brothers, sing a song every night."

As soon as this was said, Fang Ziqi's face suddenly turned pale, and her stomach was beating, and she almost vomited on the spot.

With the young brothers ...

When I thought of this scene, Fang Ziqi was dizzy. Jolted.

Seeing her face change greatly, Hu Jiaoer giggled, and the laughter showed glory and gloating.

"You are a shameless woman, I really dare say anything." Fang Ziqi could not eat it. "Whoever marries you, who's fucking?"

“I want you to set it up!” Hu Jiaoer could not help but be embarrassed. White stared.

Fang Ziqi said: "I didn't fight with you, just look who we first gave this monster a fatal blow."

“Hei. Are you afraid of you?” Hu Jiaoer sneered.

Impatiently waiting for the two people to make a move, a white figure suddenly approached, flanked with cold, jade fingers pointed down, a broken demon wound suddenly appeared ice-white.

The ice flower absorbed the blood of the monsters, and the blink of an eye turned into a bloody flower, revealing an astonishing beauty.

With an explosion, the ice broke apart and turned into countless sharp ice cones, piercing into the skull of the beast.

"Hey ..." The turtle-type monster fiercely pulled its head out of a large hole in the ground, yelling in the sky, the huge body swaying, standing on an unstable, red scorpion even more gloomy, the, and it's gonna be No.

Fang Ziqi and Hu Jiaoer turned their heads at the same time. They looked at Su Yan's face, exhausted the slight strength they had just restored, and made a killing trick.

After the fight, Su Yan turned around and fell, and he could no longer fight.

Fang Ziqi and Hu Jiaoer clearly felt that the coldness of Su Yan from this period was slightly different from the past.

In the past, it was completely cold and completely cold, pure cold and did not mix with other properties.

But now, this chill seemed to have something more, which was more unbearable than before.

“Who provoked him?” Fang Ziqi hesitated.

“How do I know?” Hu Jiaoer was a little impatient, and he was born with bloody help. He felt that the disciples of the other two factions were not a good thing.

Needless to say, this singularity square was a complete masculine representation.

On the other side of Ling Xiaoge, Su Yan was a personal thing, but unfortunately it was like an emotionless ice puppet. Always refusing to be thousands of miles away, making it difficult to get close. As for the other red dust, not even talking about it, it was completely out of stock! Only a person who adores fame and fortune and pursues power.

Or my own bloodshed to help the strong, at least I am still normal, only after his little sister grows up can my sister help hold back half the sky.

“Nobody provoked him, why is he fighting the small energy he just recovered?” Fang Ziqi did not understand, shook her head and saw that Hu Jinger took this opportunity to kill the turtle-shaped monster. Furious: "You, this woman, this way, even if you win, you won't win!"