Man Huang Feng Bao

After seeing the body of his son Hou Yuanchang, Houshan violently opened the killing ring. However, after facing the murderer of Ye Chuan, he did not rush to start.

Next to the Panlong Tianchi, suddenly stopped.

Ye Chuan and Houshan are silent, and people close their mouths and can hear their heartbeat quietly. Quietly around, only the murderous murderousness is getting more and more intense.

The sparkling Tianchi, suddenly no wind and waves, it seems that the mirror-like water surface was also wrinkled by this thick murderous.

"Kid, do you know how old I am to have a son?" Houshan spoke, taking the lead in breaking the silence and taking a step forward. Red eyes, I don’t know when it’s clear, cold cold flashes. It is not a real return to calm, but a firmer determination to kill Ye Chuan, and I am determined to win.

"I don't know." Ye Chuan shook his head.

"73 years old."

Waiting for another step, Houshan left only a short seven steps away from Ye Chuan. He said coldly: "At the age of seventy-three, I saw pity and finally let me have a son."

"Yes, it’s a pity to get old. But what does this mean?"

Ye Chuan looked at the aggressive Houshan, and said coldly: "It means that your son is not easy to come, shouldn't he kill? Or, the younger brother, you are old, and you can still have children?"

The crowd on the sidelines was a bit commotion, and the people who were originally nervous were suddenly trying to laugh.

The dull and depressed atmosphere suddenly seemed to change because of Ye Chuan’s words.

The fat man Zhao Dazhi also wants to laugh, but he can't laugh at the grin. The more and more disciples of the demon rushed to the news, the repair is more powerful than one, and it is absolutely impossible to pull out one of his fat people. The fat liver of the fat man has been shaking.

The face of Houshan, red like a dark red pig liver, seven smokes, stepping forward again, said: "Kid, you know, in order to train his son Hou Yuanchang into a master, from small to big, I am in him How much thought did you spend on your body, how much spar and remedy did you spend? Do you know how much I paid?"

Thinking of Hou Hengchang, the son of Hengheng, Houshan’s heart is bleeding. In the past few years, in order to train his son to adulthood, he really did not hesitate to spend his money. When his son is about to become a talented person and is expected to enter the elite hall and be selected as a pro-disciple by the elders, he is slashed by Ye Chuan. Who knows the grievances and pains in his heart?

"do not know!"

Ye Chuan honestly replied, faintly said: "It's a pity that the spar and the medicinal herbs that are consumed, and the pigs that are used to raise pigs may have cultivated a pig demon to protect the mountain gate."

In the crowd, finally someone couldn't help but smile.

In the young generation of Tianhuimen, Hou Yuanchang, who claimed to be Houye, had a nickname in private. He was called a pig, not that Hou Yuanchang looked like a pig, but stupid like a pig. Many disciples who started at the same age, who have practiced alone, have broken through the seven heavy monks. He has spent countless spar and medicinal herbs. With the power of his father, Houshan, he has seized many resources and barely cultivated to the monks, and the mud can not help. The wall has always been a joke of the demon gate.

Ye Chuan did not know Hou Yuanchang's nickname, but just right, said a lot of disciples' voices.

Houshan couldn't stand, and his face was purple. He wanted to kill Ye Chuan before he slowly tortured it. In the laughter of people, he couldn't help himself. The evil spirits flew up and shouted loudly. "Boy, I want to kill you!"

The sharp knife light, crossed in the air, standing on the side of the hundred meters away from the Tiandeng disciple, in the blink of an eye, feeling the neck is a faint knives forced into the knife, scared to go back.

"Master is careful!"

The fat man Zhao Dazhi screamed and screamed, and the voice did not fall, he was kicked out by Ye Chuan. With a bang, a deep knife mark appeared on the ground, a little slower, and Ye Chuan and the fat man were cut into two pieces.

Great!

The knife of Houshan protects the law, I am afraid to sweep the masters of the same realm! The name of Hou Yidao is really not virtual!

Onlookers, the disciples of the demon, Qi Qi’s heart was shocked, and they saw the great protection of Houshan. The fat man even climbed to the side of the guardian Yang Tian mad, and held Yang Tian, ​​who was seriously injured, in his arms, and looked back at the Weishan of the fierce Wei Lu, the fat of the whole body was shaking, and he prayed for Ye Chuan.

"Which mountain gate protects the law, is it a bit of a skill? Just enough change is not enough, the demon knife is not so displayed! Hey, a good practice, no one really will have a demon door?"

Ye Chuan shook his head and sighed.

The front is hard to touch, he is naturally not the opponent of the mountain, the realm of the two sides is far apart. If Houshan uses other exercises, then the situation is really worrying, and Ye Chuan is relieved to use the famous killing knife. Ye Chuan is relieved.

In the eyes of others, Houshan cultivated a demon knife and made it pure, but in the eyes of Ye Chuan, the originator of the knife, it was still far away.

Like his son Hou Yuanchang, Houshan made a big taboo, but unfortunately, he still doesn't know it!

"Kid, don't hide when you have a species, I am smashing you!"

Houshan screamed and rushed again, launching a fierce attack, a knife faster than a knife.

At the beginning, Ye Chuan was able to play with his brilliant eyes, and he always took the first step to flash through the lore of Mt. But slowly, with the heavy cultivation of Houshan's real people, it began to be thrilling. Sometimes, knowing how to attack the mountain, knowing where his short knife is going to come down, it is a little powerless to dodge.

Absolute power, it really is king, you can kill everything!

Ye Chuan secretly sighed, knowing that the current repair is still too low, and the three swallows in the body are running wildly. He is about to play a law to show the killer, and suddenly there is a violent drink in the distance. "Stop!"

A wave of pressure over the sea suddenly came from the horizon.

On the edge of the Panlong Tianchi, along with Yechuan and Houshan, everyone's body sank as if they were holding an invisible mountain.

The big master of the demon gate is coming?

The fat man Zhao Dazhi’s eyes brightened, and he did not know that it was a blessing or a curse. Ye Chuan also slightly narrowed his eyes and changed his mind.

"kill!"

Houshan was shocked, and under the inexplicable pressure, the strength and speed were greatly reduced, and he was shocked by a super master of Zongmen. However, after a short pause, he did not stop, but instead he rushed to Ye Chuan, and he wanted to kill Ye Zong before the master of Zongmen. His son Hou Yuanchang died, he is willing to kill Ye Chuan in the face of a hundred years, and he is determined to win!

"Bold!"

The cold voice suddenly came. With a cry, there was something in the air that was drawn across the mountain. This real-life mountain gate protection method suddenly fell to the ground and mourned, and there was a blood-stained bone with deep visible bones from head to toe. What is causing all this is not a treasure, but a bland of dead wood!

The sound of the rumble of Hulong was heard in the darkness. A giant of six or seven meters was flying and ridden with a large piece of bark-like armor. As soon as the body appeared, the heavy pressure would float on people's minds, and it would be uncomfortable to breathe.

"Heavenly?"

"The disciple is guilty, see the gods!"

......

After the gods saw the appearance of the giants, many of the disciples’ face changed greatly, and they went down in a respectful manner. The Houshan is cold and cold, and the heart is cold and uncomfortable. Just a little bit can kill Ye Chuan, but in turn is stopped by his own life, it is uncomfortable for him to vomit blood!