Ahmadja Spring relies on his own breathing. In the elderly, it is necessary to keep this breathing carefully in the body. Once exhausted, the upper limit of physical strength will weaken as the physical fitness decreases, making it difficult to accumulate to the previous peak state.

At this time, Dong Sanyuan was obviously forced from heaven by this young man to a position where he must be willing to order.

Just now, the vast cold climate, so changing from God's means should make these old people curious about Ye Fengsheng's voice, a young man from the sky.

The fist was like the wind, and Dong Sanyuan took the first step, and used the inflatable fist to rush to Ye Fengsheng with a strong impulse. He took advantage of Ye Fengsheng's hilt to hit Ye Fengsheng's air block, and smashed his curly hair on the other party's neck.

Yu Guang shone a glance at him. Ye Fengsheng's body was slightly tilted. He raised his hand and wrapped his soul in his palm. Then he was about to beat him to death.

Unexpectedly, Dong Sanyuan did not attack, but when he avoided Ye Fengsheng sideways, he concentrated all his strength on his palms. He was full of energy throughout his life, and he collided with Ye Fengsheng's voice and palms, and agreed to a responsible descendant and used this explosive force to escape to the foot of the mountain.

He won't attack! He's going to run away!

And still use his life as bait to seize this fleeting opportunity to escape!

The experience accumulated over the years is Dong Sanyuan's confidence in his own strength. He believes that with his greatest efforts, the most direct answer is a fairy. When he is strong, he should avoid sharp edges. He can use the energy generated by his hands to speed up the escape time and react to the other party. Before that, leave this dangerous place!

Whoever can live to this age and become the first teacher of Daoshan and Blood Sea is by no means a foolish son. Even if he is engulfed by fear, he will find a way in the shortest time. When he has no chance to calculate, he will create opportunities when he has no chance. Then he will seize the fleeting time and let go and survive.

So he knew that he could not become an opponent of Ye Fengsheng, a god from the ancient family.

Even if this fairy is only in her early twenties!

Dong Sanyuan, the master of Wudao No. 1, was regarded as a role model by countless people, but later he was fighting with a young man and was taken away by this undisturbed child. This scene should have almost stunned everyone present!

In the next moment, many people felt so abrupt in the field that they were excited. So when Dong Sanyuan's figure disappeared into everyone's eyes, a huge transparent palm suddenly appeared on the horizon, roaring like a sky power, hitting Dong Sanyuan, and rushing away in a hurry!

Wow!

Under that huge force, Dong Sanyuan had no resistance at all, and there was no accident that turned into an endgame. He slammed back to the position of the competition platform. His clothes were covered with big skin and smoke. At the same time, blood from black and red foam spread throughout the ground. When he stopped on the leaves, the black and red foam stretched on the ground. When his abundant feet were in front of him,

The whole scene was quiet. After a long time, people turned their heads and looked at each other, and found that their inner fear was right in front of each other.

Like the Wudao people, even if they did not have direct conflict with the ancient assassin industry in the fourteen countries, they have more or less heard this golden sign from teachers, friends and relatives since ancient times. After seeing the first teacher, Dong Sanyuan, sting himself with meat pasta, they could hear their own voice again. There were assassinators in 14 states, let us say they were not panic, they were wrong.

Looking around, we can't find a self-reliant person, admitting that the original fear has turned into fear.

"I'll say it again, it's very common."

When people were worried, Ye Fengsheng opened his mouth again, and later this sentence mixed: "I am not interested in playing hide-and-seek with you. Now, at least 11 types of murderers like to lock up 11 people. I'll let you come and go. Otherwise, you won't go back today."

Ye Fengsheng was full of words, but he believed that he could feel the resonance between the monk and the spirit of heaven and earth. The only decision to spend two days studying was whether he could lock them up directly or know how to perceive those who had bad thoughts about him in the Tao. Just when he first came in, he had noticed who would kill like this. So, how could the road to Phoenix label people from 14 states?

After waiting for the three good things, no one can admit it now, so the road leading to Phoenix City waved, and some watercolor ripples fell. He turned around and looked at the three martial arts masters behind him, saying: "Three are famous great seniors in the martial arts world. The quality of friend tea seems to be "noodles, I don't know who wants him to be a student here."

Bang, bang, bang!

Don’t let the three of them open their mouths. The crowd behind them has already exploded in countless blood mists. The sky is like ripples and drizzles. People around their bodies are like a generally beautiful one, with not many broken internal organ bones. People who drip blood on the ground are part of the reaction. I mean, there is no need to be confused!

Especially when the intestine hits a woman's face, it will reflect from random parts to various clusters, and then she faints on the spot!

"You did it!"

Economist Cao Kaiyang immediately opened his mouth and roared: "How could you and Dong Sanyuan involve my apprentice?"

He saw with his own eyes that two local disciples in his school were blown away on the spot because of a blood mist that did not bother him.

"My Huashan disciples can complain to you, why did they ruin their lives?"

Although Yiyuanning of Huashan did not wash the crown like Cao Kaiyang, he also asked a question in his speech, and his two disciples died on the mountain just now.

Ye Feng's voice did not change color: "Or, of course, someone was murdered. Because no one wanted to stand beside us, I wouldn't stay with anyone who likes to kill me."

you!

The two masters looked at each other and took photos when one language was inappropriate. Fortunately, Dong Sanyuan's leader had enough warnings to reflect the rotten flesh and blood under the sun, so they forcibly stopped their thoughts and dared not do it.

"Ye Fengsheng, how could I hate you for being so big that I dare to kill my palms!"

You said that assassins from 14 countries will come to hurt you. How can I not be the elder and leader of the fourteen countries now?"

Behind him, they sniffed their eyes and entered the bathroom. But all they could see was how strong and respectable the parents in front of them were that they had temporarily left. All they could do was toss the broken bones and pieces of flesh, and let the souls of others tremble.

At first glance, you won't leave eight cups of tea! Even their palms are now rushing into the fog, and they are dead in the fog!

Yefengspiri's voice now became indifferent: "If they wanted to kill me, of course I would kill them. If you ask me why I wanted to kill them, why did they kill me?"

The responses of command and not caring about these people are everywhere, but continue to say to the three masters in front of him: "No one tells how interesting the second most common one is, please come with me, if you don't want to refuse, what does the language mean?"

Yuan Ning looked at it with the cold voice of Ye Feng, and died on its back. Cao Kaiyang even hummed a song and ignored it.

So Ye Fengspiri's face had a particularly obvious discoloration.
Chapter completed!