Chapter 1145

"Little Lord, don't be stubborn! Let Heng Lao kill this woman. You go back with us! "

"No!" Ding Yun is in a hurry. He knows how the two old ghosts are cultivated.

That's the cultivation suppressed by the fourth level spiritual master. Xiaomu must not be the opponent of henglao.

"I'll go with you. Let her go!" Ding Yun said angrily, "let her go!"

The old man with the big scissors shook his head. "I'm sorry, little Lord. This is the order from the madam. Today I will surely leave the woman's life here. "

After that, Heng Lao stepped up his attack and turned a pair of big scissors up and down. With fierce force, he cut them straight to the small neck of the tree.

The tree turned around four or five circles, frowned displeased, and looked coldly at the big scissors pointing to her throat.

"Keng." Jade white small hand and big scissors face to face contact, actually wiped out a metal spark.

The old man was startled, almost incredulously widened his eyes, "how could it be so?"

This woman can actually collide with his Xuanqi with her bare hands.

In the process of thinking, arbor opened his scissors with a ruler, lifted his hand three times and flew over with six diamond snowflakes, "bang bang" split the two trees beside the old man, and the upper part of the tree fell directly.

Seeing that he was going to press on the old man, the old man suddenly flew out of his hand and directly smashed the fallen tree into pieces.

"I really despise you!" The old man's body suddenly floats with a little spiritual charm, which belongs to the cultivation of the fourth level spiritual master. His inch soars. He suddenly stretches out a dry black claw and grabs at the tree's shoulder.

Steady Ding Yun's old man saw this, and he quickly flashed a dark color between his eyebrows, jumped up, threw a sword from behind the tree, and approached straightly.

"Two Dharma protectors!" Dean looked at the scene intensely. His body shape was faster than his brain. He rushed to the tree.

Yank the small body of the tree, turn and press her to the side.

The sword in the hands of one of the Dharma protectors was too late to be taken back. With a hiss, he opened a blood hole in the back of sect leader Ding.

Heng's eyes narrowed, and he almost rushed forward to check his injury

Another man hastily took back his sword and bent forward in great fear. "How about you, little Lord?"

Ding Yun was lying there face down, not moving for a long time.

But two Dharma protectors died in a hurry. One reached out his hand and turned around, while the other looked down and cried in a hurry, "little Lord, little Lord!"

Ding Yun was covered by hair in the bottom of his eyes, suddenly passing a cold awn.

His hands suddenly burst out a light of spiritual power, and his left and right fists hit the waist of the two dharmapalas directly.

Just listen to the "crack" two bones, the two old Dharma protectors stare round, they are hit on the waist and abdomen by the fist wind, the whole person flies out backward, and "bang" falls to the ground heavily.

They had no idea that their young master would suddenly attack them.

After Ding Yun's successful attack, people quickly stood up, kicked at the toe, picked up a sword that had been dropped by a Dharma protector, without blinking an eye, and the light of the sword soared, suddenly sliding over the necks of two Dharma protectors.

Two very thin blood lines appeared on the necks of two northern altar dharmapalas.

They are angry to die with a pair of dead fish eyes open, completely did not figure out why the little Lord would hurt them.