Proud Dragon Palm, Dragon Kiss, Dragon Man's Sword Art, Dragon Walking Step.

The Ancestral Dragon Sword is still the Ancestral Dragon Sword.

Forget it, follow the owner, you must have meat to eat, eat delicious food and drink spicy food! Hehe! "I wonder how Bu Jingshuang is now?"

When Murong Chen was leaving in Lancheng, Bu Jingshuang told him that he would definitely come to Yongtu Peak to fight, and would come with his brother, Bu Jingfeng. Until now, for a few days, Murong Chen has not encountered Bu Jingshuang.

Along the way, I met a dead warrior, but I didn’t see Bu Jingshuang’s body.

"Bu Jingshuang, it will be fine! That girl, I dream of marrying you!"

The three-pupil Tianfu was on the ground and picked up a storage armband. When he saw that he had already been looted and empty.

"Who should I marry?

!”

In the distance, a man with a feminine face said softly.

The three-puppy Tianhu glared and shouted: "He has a hard time breastfeeding, it's you, you, sissy!"

Lu Yihan shook his hands and a gun appeared in his hand. The super magic weapon: Fire Cloud Spear! If the Three-Pupil Heavenly Fox had already cheered when he saw the Super Magic weapon, he would have been cheering, but now, she has the Kirin Flame Sword given to her by Murong Chen. This super magic weapon is like garbage in the eyes of the Three-Pupil Heavenly Fox.

Murong Chen sneered: "Lu Yihan, just rely on yourself, don't have the courage to confront me! What about the others?

Get out quickly!”

Haha! Haha... bursts of laughter came.

Whoosh! Whoosh... Seven figures fell to Lu Yihan's side. It was obvious that these seven people were all from Lu Yihan's group.

The leader was wearing a black robe, with a face like an evil tiger, and his eyes were filled with wind, and he roared: "Lancheng, Qingyun Sect, Qingyun Seven Sons!"

Murong Chen held the Ancestral Dragon Sword and took a few steps forward. The breeze blew by, his black hair danced, and his white brocade clothes moved vividly.

"Qingyun Seven Sons!"

"Ha ha!"

Murong Chen couldn't help but laugh.

The boss of Qingyun Qizi was sucked away by the three-pupil Tianhu, and he had already died. It was obviously Qingyun Sixth Son, but he still said that it was Qingyun Qizi.

The position of the dead Qizi of Qingyun was replaced by the young man in black robe.

This young man has a martial arts cultivation level at the first level of the True Martial Arts Realm and is the most proud true disciple of Qingyun Sect.

The Qingyun Sect is bound to win this battle between the three cities of Yongtu Peak.

The three-pupil Tianhu on the side had already laughed so hard that he leaned back and closed, and was unable to stand firmly.

With the fox claws stretched out, the three-pupil sky fox pointed forward, "Qingyun Qizi! Haha!"

"Qingyun Qizi is just a bunch of shit!"

Qingyun Qizi's second son shouted angrily: "It's this red fox that sucked the boss's essence and blood. The boss died so miserably, and he became a mummy!"

"There is also the one who is wearing white brocade clothes, named Murong Chen, who hurt us, and the Poison Elder died at his hands!"

The young man in the black robe of Qingyun Sect had a cold look, looking at the early-stage monster of the Sanpeng Tianhu, and the boy in white who had only the sixth level of the Divine Awareness Realm, Murong Chen.

He didn't believe that this person and a fox had that ability.

"You are Murong Chen?

I heard that you are the famous waste young master of Falling Dragon City!”

The young man in the black robe of Qingyun Sect said contemptuously.

Lu Yihan's fire cloud spear shook and stepped forward, "That's right! He is the useless Murong Chen!"

Haha! The people from Qingyun Sect laughed and pointed at Murong Chen.

A strange smile appeared at the corner of Murong Chen's mouth, and the Ancestral Dragon Sword in his hand made a dragon sound, "Too much nonsense, let's go together!"

"etc!"
Chapter completed!