"Ha ha ha ha ha, what a master of the Dragon list is really rubbish!"

A arrogant voice suddenly rang out.

"Well?"

Lou Qianxue's expression is moving, and the spirit is spreading to the farther place.

“!!!” The crowd took a breath of air and looked in the direction of the sound.

God sound childe and blood knife Nie Ying's eyeground, also swept over the cold edge.

The next moment.

Whoosh!

A middle-aged man in white looked coldly and haughtily at the Shenyin childe and the blood knife, and snorted coldly: "the people of Dongyu are really inferior to each other. No wonder they are so unbearable!"

This exit will offend everyone in the field.

The faces of the people were ugly.

Master Shenyin was holding Changxiao, and his smile faded. He asked in a deep voice, "who is your excellency? Where are you from? "

The man's words showed great disdain for Dongyu, so he should not be a native of Dongyu.

"You don't deserve to know who I am and where I come from."

The man snorted coldly and raised his voice: "who knows where the Earth Spirit tree is?"

No response.

In the inn, Lou Qianxue did not know when to get up and came out.

Shen Xiliang followed closely, always calm.

"Well? Do you want to die if you don't answer? "

With a sneer, the bloody knife moved and flew to the middle-aged: "you have just humiliated all the people in the eastern region. You must pay the price!"

"Let me pay? Is it up to you? " Middle aged cold hum a, suddenly start.

Boom!

His hands changed fingerprints, a huge mountain, out of thin air, pressed toward the blood knife

"Be careful!" Before that, he was a little better than Nie Ying, who had already developed some kind of sympathy for the blood knife. The young master called out, and Xiao reached his lips and blew in his mouth

"Ridiculous!" The middle-aged man's eyes were dark, and he suddenly glared at the master Shenyin. With the ultimate control of the spirit, he suddenly shot out at him

Pooh hee

Master Shenyin's face was pale, and Xiao Yin stopped. He couldn't help spitting blood!

Was actually a middle-aged man, with the spirit of a blow to win!

But at the same time, the middle-aged man's fingerprints slightly stagnated for a moment, so that the fear of blood knife Nie Ying in a hurry to escape.

"How strong!"

They all stare at the middle-aged man in horror.

Who is he?

In the face of the two masters who are the 10th and 15th in the Tianlong list, they can be forced to retreat with all their actions and be shocked

I'm afraid that this kind of cultivation can only be achieved by the patriarchs of several major sects in the eastern region, or the Qingfeng childe who is the top of the Tianlong list!

Lou Qianxue's eyes are also slightly narrowed, in the heart praise.

"This man is really much better than the people of the eastern regions."

Master Shenyin is good at attacking with sound and has strong mental power. But at the same time, when he meets a person with stronger mental power, it is difficult for him to interfere with the other side, and his combat effectiveness drops sharply.

So the middle-aged can hit him with mental strength!

But the blood knife Nie Ying, is only the early days of Wu Jun.

Middle age is the middle of Wu Jun.

Middle aged against Nie Ying, direct force can easily win

"However, this man also has an advantage in his age. In a few years' time, we will give him some time to grow up They are sure to beat the middle-aged easily. "

"Say you are rubbish, you still refuse? Even if I can't carry a move, how dare you claim to be Tianjiao? Hum! You don't even deserve to carry shoes with my princess! "

"Ask again - where is the spirit tree?"

Some people were afraid and couldn't help speaking.

Middle aged but not give up: "now? It's late! All of you have to pay for the disrespect you've done to me

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