Chapter 447

"Whoever dares to touch my boss, I'll kill him."

"Whoever dares to touch my Lord, I'll kill him."

"Who dares to touch my boss? I'll kill him..."

Then three consecutive voices suddenly sounded after Meng Lei. At the same time, the three rushed out quickly and fell directly on the side of Meng qiyan'er. Their eyes stared at Murong Yao with murderous anger.

"Ha ha..."

"Ha ha..."

……

There was a burst of laughter.

Rao Shi Murong Yao couldn't help laughing no matter how well he cultivated himself. He pointed to Meng Lei and said, "it's funny that several immortal masters dare to speak frankly about their accomplishments and hurt the dead. It's so funny."

"Laugh at your sister."

"Laugh again, I'll kill you."

The little devil's eyes were red and he scolded directly. He was very upset.

"Hum!"

Murong Yao's face changed slightly, his eyes were cold and said coldly, "it seems that you and Qin Tian are together. In that case, none of you will want to go out alive. Of course, your young master and your boss will go to the underground to accompany you."

"Fuck!"

Meng Lei made a rude remark directly. He was always simple and honest. It can be imagined that he was angry. He was very upset when he looked at Murong Yao's smelly mouth. He clenched his fists tightly, and the gorgeous blood lotus on his head seeped and became very ferocious.

Maomao said directly, "bald guy, kill him."

Meng qiyan'er's face changed slightly. She wanted to delay time and let Qin Tian come as soon as possible. She was not familiar with Meng Lei. They only had the strength of the immortal and wanted them to hide first. Who knew that they were more and more irritable. They wanted to rush up as soon as they came out. She wanted to beat Murong Yao. She was very anxious, Gently said: "he is the immortal supreme power. You are not their opponent. Don't fight."

The little devil looked at Meng qiyan'er from head to foot and said with a smile: "it looks good and matches our boss, but its face is not as beautiful as sister Yingying, its chest is not as big as sister devil, its ass is not as warped as sister Yunman, and its temperament is not as good as sister Qinglian, but in general, it's pretty good. What do you think, Maomao?"

Maomao also looked around and said, "well, but I think the twin sister is better looking than her."

Meng qiyan'er was hit to pieces and wanted to die.

"Shit."

"You two still have the heart to say this. The enemy is now." Ryber almost said.

The little devil and Maomao said at the same time, "what are you afraid of? There are bald men."

Lai Bai was speechless for a moment. He looked at Meng Lei and said, "can you do it?"

Meng Lei glanced at Lai Bai sideways and said with a smile, "what do you mean to deal with?"

"Uh?"

Lai Bai was stunned. "How many to deal with?"

Meng Qiyan looked at Meng Lei with silly eyes and said in shock, "how many can you deal with?"

"If you go all out, the four of them should not be a problem." Meng Lei scratched his bald head and smiled foolishly. He has always been simple and honest to his own people. He never cares about losses, and he won't lie to his own people.

"Four?"

"Four?"

If she just wanted to die when she was hit by the little devil and Maomao, now Meng Qiyan really wants to die and deal with the four immortal supreme powers? They are the current patriarchs of the four divine beasts. How can they say so easily?

Was despised.

It's not contempt, it's disregard.

Murong Yao was so angry that he couldn't bear it anymore.

As soon as I read it.

The blood power of the white tiger broke out directly. The fists became claws. The fierce tiger roared. Murong Yao standing in the void suddenly disappeared, rolled up a strong wind, and came out at the same time with the power of the tiger.

"Spiritual coercion?"

The little devil smiled coldly and felt the spiritual pressure released by Murong Yao. With an excited sneer, he said: "bald man, don't worry about the spiritual pressure. Just attack with all your strength."

"Ha ha."

"OK."

Meng Lei smiled foolishly, all the 18 petals of the forbidden lotus in the blood pool at his feet withered, his eyebrows stared, his whole body was red, and the tattoos on his chest and back sent out bursts of halos. Facing the oncoming impact, Murong Yao's fists were like a hammer, roared like thunder, and was extremely overbearing.

"Hiss, hiss,"

The spirit was instantly controlled by the little devil.

The little devil's spiritual power is beyond ordinary people. He was cultivating his spiritual power when he was a baby. His attack is also spiritual power. He can control the spiritual power of the immortal supreme power. He is extremely relaxed. Without the interference of spiritual power, Meng Lei is unobstructed and faces it heavily.

"Boom..."

The force collided with each other, and the powerful Qi was like a missile explosion, making a huge noise.

Murong Yao flew backward. His blood was boiling and his pain was incomparable. When he flew a hundred feet away, he stopped his body. When he looked sideways, Meng Lei just stepped back a few steps. His face didn't change color and he didn't breathe. He was completely fine.

This power collision, Murong Yao lost completely.

Meng qiyan'er was stunned again and muttered to herself, "who are these people? Are there demons in Tianyuan continent?"

The immortal master still has the upper hand against the immortal supreme power. What's the situation?

I don't understand at all.

Qin Tian broke the shackles of the realm. Unexpectedly, the people around him were also abnormal, not only Meng Lei, but also the teenagers wearing blood armor. He even controlled the spiritual pressure released by Murong Yao.

And there was no trace of pride in their faces, as if it were a matter of course.

"Shit, bald man, you let me down. Why didn't you kill him?" Mao Mao stared and said.

Meng Lei fell down and scratched his head and said, "I was wrong. I knew I would use more strength."

"No way."

"No way."

Meng Qiyan's eyes twinkled. She didn't know what to say. At first, she was worried about them. She didn't expect to be more than a pervert. She couldn't help feeling funny. She knew that she didn't have to worry for so long. They were all strong people at the pervert level. Who else should she be afraid of?

Monley is tough.

The flesh is very strong, and the cultivated blood is mysterious and extremely strong. According to Qin Tian's instructions, he has been stimulating the blood power in his body for half a month, but no matter how he stimulates it, the blood power is like an endless sea, and there is no end to it.

The provision of infinite holy core made him a qualitative leap in strength in just half a month, not only him, little devil and Maomao.

"I'm so angry..."

Murong Yao was furious and could always restrain himself under any circumstances. At this time, he completely lost his mind. He was beaten by an immortal. His blood surged. He lost the face of the white tiger family. If he didn't kill Meng Lei, he had no face to be the leader of the family again.

"Bald guy, here we go again."

"Give him some color this time..."

Meng Lei said, "OK."

Simple word.

His expression changed rapidly. He never showed mercy in the face of the enemy. Just now he didn't expect Murong Yao to resist him. Now he won't give him any chance to get up. In the Dantian, the blood force slowly flows, and his face is ferocious with a strong breath.

The breath seems to come from another world. It's strange. Even the two elders on one side frown. They don't know what the power flowing in Meng Lei's body is. Why is it so powerful?

"Burst!"

"Fierce tiger cuts the sky..."

Murong Yao's whole body strength was stimulated to form a substantive big knife. The big knife was like a tiger. It was strong and powerful. The strength of the blood of the white tiger was strong and thick. It was cut off at the moment before Meng Lei rushed up.

"List..."

The sound of the bell surged.

The energy lifted, the surrounding buildings collapsed and dust splashed.

"Oh..."

As soon as Meng Lei drank again, the dust dissipated invisibly. His eyes looked ferociously at Murong Yao not far away, as if he were a Buddha

One punch to resist Murong Yao's cut.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

The broadsword cracked and then slowly peeled off, like a glass crack.

"Wow!"

It's all broken.

At the same time, Meng Lei's whole body turned bloody red, the corners of his mouth moved like lightning, his fists dragged behind him, and ten thin black cracks and space cracks appeared in the air!

"What a powerful force."

"It's terrible that you can tear the space by your own strength alone."

"Old Qinglong, do it. Murong Yao is dead. Those old bones can't spare us..."

immediately.

The two old men moved violently.

The shrill cry of the rosefinch and the domineering roar of the green dragon stirred in the sky.

A dragon, a rosefinch, the power startles the sky.

Meng Lei's eyes sank. From the beginning, he knew that the two elders were very powerful. At the same time, he was not afraid to deal with the current clan leader of the four divine beasts, but he was not sure about the two immortal supreme peak strongmen.

"Little devil..."

As soon as Maomao's face changed, he gave a fierce drink.

The little devil lowered his voice sadly and screamed. His powerful mental power shuttled out like a fishing line and burst into a drink, "big control, Overlord millions of hits..."

"The sky wind cracked..." Mao Mao also shouted angrily, and the compressed wind blade in his palm was thrown out fiercely.

Ryber is not willing to fall behind.

The long sword in the back makes a buzzing sound. The sword Qi is like a rainbow. A sword stabs out

"Hum."

"Trick..."

An old man disdained to say that he turned his hand into a knife. The knife was like a flame and cut out. Another old man ran after Meng Lei, exposing ferocious scales on his hands, forming claws and grasping Meng Lei's back.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

……

"Pooh!"

The little devil suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his bright red face turned pale. Then Maomao's wind blade was burned into ashes by a flame. Lai Bai fell down like a broken kite and fell heavily to the ground. His face was silver gray, but the corners of his mouth laughed excitedly.

As long as monley remains in mid air alone.

At the moment when the elder Qinglong grabbed his back, his two fists still attacked and hit Murong Yao's chest heavily. Murong Yao was hit hard and fell down, making a deep pit and unconscious.

And Meng Lei also paid a heavy price

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