Chapter 1579

"What are you panicking about? Our three holy gates haven't made a move yet. Let them kill each other's strength before we make a move to minimize our losses."

Wan he frowned and said calmly.

The calm and calm appearance of a great general attracted a flash of light in Ye Yingying's beautiful eyes. I wish I could find a place to love with senior brother Wan immediately.

Wanhe was acutely aware of the worship eyes of yeyingying, and he couldn't help but be proud of himself.

Hehe, the little ladies of the saint family are like they have never seen a man. This handsome man just pretended to pose a little, so he made this little girl crazy about seven meat and eight vegetables.

As long as this handsome guy makes more efforts, these little girls of the saint family don't take everything. It's a pity that the hottest eighth martial sister and the most lovely junior sister didn't follow Ye Yingying. It's a pity that this Xiangyan trip left a regret.

Meng Jianli didn't care about him. He looked at the Western fighters with dignified eyes and scolded Wanhe in his heart. He was too proud and conceited.

Among those western martial arts masters, there are many experts who have defeated sanxiu and xiaozongmen. Although sanshengmen thinks they are superior and always have a high eye, he doesn't think it's a good idea to wait until sanxiu and xiaozongmen are defeated.

Because the Western fighters are too strong, now the three holy gates may not win. Moreover, Wanhe fool has to wait until the huge group of sanxiu and xiaozongmen forces are broken up.

Aware of the disparity between the strength of the enemy and ours, Meng Jianli said in a deep voice: "no, we must do it now. Once sanxiu and xiaozongmen are scattered, we will be in danger."

Wan he raised his eyebrows and said with an unhappy sneer: "younger martial brother Meng is too worried. It's just barbarian. As soon as we hit the three saints gate, we will certainly run away..."

"That's enough, elder martial brother Wan, look at how many people there are in our three holy gates and how many barbarians there are in your mouth? Why do you think these Western martial artists will flee from our school's reputation? This is Langya secret place, not outside."

Meng Jianli's face turned red by his arrogant words and refuted fiercely.

"How can you talk to elder martial brother Wan? Although we don't belong to the same holy gate, our three holy gates are linked together. Can we be regarded as elder martial brothers? Elder martial brother Wan, as a elder martial brother, shouldn't you maintain due respect?"

Wanhe's face was livid. Before she was born, yeyingying snapped at her first, making Wanhe look a little slower and winking at her with satisfaction.

Meng Jian's old blood almost didn't come out. The dog men and women really couldn't figure out the situation. At this time, they were still showing their love and spreading dog food. They immediately said with a straight face: "since you think you can let these Western barbarians run away, you must have one more and one less, and our holy sword villa won't accompany you."

Before Wanhe and yeyingying could speak, Meng Jianli turned away calmly and ordered those disciples of Shengjian mountain villa who were reluctant to see the saint daughter's disciples to leave with him immediately.

"What a coward. Hum, it's time to go away. I really think we can't do without Shengjian villa."

Wan he looked at the back of Meng Jianli and others, and said in a strange way.

"Just leave them alone. If they are willing to go, what waves can these Western barbarians turn out with our saints and your saints?"

Ye Yingying said proudly on her face, and her eyes to Wanhe were full of worship and admiration: "senior brother Wan, you look so domineering just now. This is the responsibility of a man. How can you be like Meng Jianli and the leader of Shengjian mountain villa? You are a pussy counsellor. I despise such a person most."

"Yingying, you can rest assured with me. I will protect you."

Wan hese stared at her towering chest and vowed.

Yeyingying's eyes showed the happy color of a little woman. She gently nodded her head and looked very shy, which made Wanhe's throat stir up. She wanted to press her down immediately.

"No, elder martial brother Wan, those casual practitioners and xiaozongmen can't hold on. They have begun to flee."

It was the disciple of the saint doctor who came to collect the report with a sad face.

He yeyingying's affection was interrupted. Wanhe looked very upset and said impatiently, "just run away. A group of mobs will run all over, so as not to share our harvest behind us."

"But... But the Western fighters have been killed."

The disciple burst into tears and stammered.

"What a bunch of losers! What if we kill them? We are disciples of the holy gate. We dare not touch a finger if we lend them eight courage."

Wanhesi didn't think so, and said with high air.

Seeing that disciple's face turned red and he looked like he wanted to stop talking, he waved impatiently: "with such courage, I don't know how you mixed with my holy doctor. This little thing scared you like this. It's a shame. Get away. I'll meet those western barbarians."

Wan he, like a great general on the March, swaggered to the Western warriors who were chasing those scattered cultivation everywhere. Looking at his fearless back, he was blurred in his eyes at night. He raised a charming smile on his lips and whispered to himself that this is the man I like. He is brave and fearless. He is a real warrior.

But the next moment, her smile was stiff on her face, and suddenly her eyes widened. The whole person was stunned and couldn't believe what she saw.

When the arrogant Wanhe Zhengqi calmed down and leisurely shouted to everyone to stop, a black man with more than two meters tall, bare upper body and muscles like molten iron sneered, grabbed his throat, lifted him off the ground like a chicken, and let his hands and feet struggle desperately.

The scene looked very funny. It was like an adult man playing with a baby. Wanhe's tall and towering iron man also collapsed in yeyingying's heart. In her beautiful eyes, she was absent-minded and whispered to herself, "how dare these barbarians treat him like this? We are disciples of the holy gate."

"This is the secret place of Langya and the place of competition audition. In order to compete for the number plate, you can't help killing. Hehe, since you come to participate in the audition, you should be ready to be killed and count on the name of the holy gate to deter. It's a joke. Wake up and run away while you're not surrounded."

The saint doctor disciple looked at Ye Yingying strangely and kindly reminded him.

I don't know whether this woman is a fool or an idiot. At this time, she even wants to frighten all parties by relying on the reputation of the holy gate. She is worthy of being a pair with that fool Wanhe. Sure enough, they are all fools with attribute 250.

If we can rely on the prestige of the holy gate, why do we hold a martial arts meeting? Just allocate all the places to the holy gate, isn't it finished? Damn it, how could such a wonderful flower come out? There are two in one.

"No, we are the holy gate. We can't escape without fighting. Moreover, those western barbarians must not know the identity of senior brother Wan, so they dare to treat him like this. As long as they know the identity of senior brother Wan, they will kneel down and apologize and beg his forgiveness. I'll tell them the identity of senior brother Wan and me now."

Night Yingying's eyes suddenly brightened and said in a hurry like remembering something.

But what he said almost made the saint doctor's disciple spit out his old blood. He was too lazy to waste his tongue with such a woman who lacked a string in his head. He shook his head and said with regret: "I wish you success soon, but it's a pity for those sisters of the saint."

After saying that, without waiting for yeyingying to respond, he turned around and asked the saint doctor disciple who had a good relationship with him to run for his life.

The disciples of the saint doctor sect are not like Wan he. Before the saint sword villa retreated in advance, they had some drums in their hearts. Then the roaring Wan he went up and was taken down face to face. They were ready to run. If they were not afraid of being punished by the sect rules and were embarrassed to flee in front of their sister, they would have run away.

Seeing that disciple shouting for a good martial brother to run away, the other disciples couldn't help it. After shouting, they ran away like a swarm of bees.

The sisters of the saint daughter clan also realized that it was bad and wanted to run away. It can be seen that the Third Elder martial sister welcomed the Western martial artists with great righteousness, which made them very tangled. After hesitation, they decided to look at the situation first.

"This is Langya's secret place and the magic weapon of the saint. I really don't have the map of the ten thousand ant desert. Only the saint's disciples have it. Please let me go as a fart. Can I give you the number plate? By the way, the saint's woman likes me. I can ask for her map for you. Please spare me a dog..."

As soon as yeyingying got close to the Western warrior, she heard Wanhe cry and cry like a broken heart and lungs. Her face suddenly turned pale. Is this the pure man she loves? Real man?

"Pa!"

A loud slap slapped Wanhe's face. The black man croaked in English, and yeyingying couldn't understand a word. It was obvious that Wanhe didn't master a language more than she did. He covered his face. He didn't know what bird language these barbarians said.

"He's asking you, who has a map with so many women?"

A white man, proficient in many languages, temporarily acted as an interpreter.

"It's the one who takes the lead, called yeyingying. The map is on her. I saw it with my own eyes. As long as you are willing to let me go, I can help you cheat those women. These women are very beautiful. You can play with them at that time."

Wan he nodded and bowed with flattery on his face. Later, his face showed an obscene smile that men know.

Yeyingying stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Her face was pale and unconscious. Wanhe's words were like thousands of arrows through her heart, which made her feel terrible. Unexpectedly, she was really blind. She would like such a shameless, despicable scum who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

"It's her, it's her, it's her, and the map is on her."

Perhaps yeyingying's movement was a little big. Wanhe suddenly found her figure. In order to live, he quickly pointed to yeyingying and shouted.

"Catch her and don't let her run away with other women!"

The black man shouted in English and pointed to yeyingying.

Suddenly, thousands of Western fighters quickly dispersed and surrounded Ye YingYing and the saints' disciples from all directions.

"Array of stamens!"

Night Yingying took a sad and disgusting look at Wanhe who avoided her sight and shouted loudly.

Clank clank!

Although the saints were in a panic, they immediately pulled out their long swords under the command of yeyingying and quickly gathered together to form a big circle. From the air, they were crowded like a bud waiting to bloom.