"Whoa, boy, go to hell!"
"etc!!!"
It seemed that Yang Mingyu wanted to say something more, but Liu Kui, who was already overwhelmed by anger, didn't want to listen at this time. Sixteen blood-flame fists smashed straight down at Yang Mingyu.
"There is someone behind you!"
Yang Mingyu pointed behind Liu Kui. At first Liu Kui thought it was Yang Mingyu's trick, but soon he noticed a figure appearing behind him.
The figure had no breath at all, but it made his body stiffen. Even the fist that was about to hit the bottom was stopped due to the stiffness of his body.
Immediately, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and back, as if he was being targeted by some terrifying entity.
Liu Kui slowly turned his head to look at the figure. Under the moonlight, a mature female figure was looming.
Her figure is plump and well-proportioned, like an exquisite sculpture, emitting a unique brilliance under the moonlight. Her breathing was calm and steady, like the waves gently lapping on the beach, with its own rhythm and rhythm.
Her hair was cut neatly and concisely, and was as black as a waterfall, flowing between her white neck and waist, giving her an intellectual beauty. The neat hair fluttered gently in the breeze, forming a silent symphony with her breathing.
She was wearing a long dark dress, the hem of which rippled gently in the breeze, like ripples in the night. The long skirt could not hide her elegant figure that had been baptized by the years, but instead made her temperament quiet and elegant.
Viewed from the back, her shoulders are broad and straight, with smooth and graceful lines, like a piece of carefully carved jade, full of the tenacity and tenderness of a mature woman.
In her back, there is calmness and calmness that have accumulated over the years. Every movement she makes looks so elegant and natural, like the scenery of nature, making people feel calm and harmonious. Her figure is like a melodious poem, telling women's stories and praising women's tenacity and beauty.
"Big fat pig, I already told you that you have to talk about your background when you come out to hang out. Our boss is here, and your opponent now is her. I wish you good luck!"
Yang Mingyu looked at Liu Kui as if he was gloating about his misfortune, but the other party ignored him at this time. He quickly adjusted his body and looked at the beautiful figure as if facing a formidable enemy.
"You...you...you are Xinhai Town Soul Envoy Yang Lan!?"
Liu Kui looked at the visitor in shock. He did not expect that the other party would arrive here so quickly. Although he could know the detailed information about Wu Chuang and other soul masters, he knew nothing about the soul master of Xinhai Town.
It is rumored that she has reached the fifth level. She is not weak among the middle three realms. What a terrifying talent and strength. However, at the age of thirty-five, she has already entered the middle three realms. It is true. So scary!
Now I am just a sixth-grade fighter with short-lasting combat power. How can I fight against this?
Wait, she can fly! ?
"You... you... you can fly? Flying in the air is a method only available to the strong in the upper three realms. Could it be that you have already entered the upper three realms!?"
Liu Kui was horrified in his heart, and his face became distorted because of this terrifying thought. A thirty-five-year-old strong man in the upper three realms? This is going against heaven! ! !
Yang Lan ignored Liu Kui's noise, but Yang Mingyu, who had already hid far away, was complaining in his heart.
"Shabi, what age are you in? Do you know about the technological methods?"
Yang Mingyu glanced at the pair of black boots under Yang Lan's feet with some envy. Flying in the air, which man can resist such a temptation?
It's a pity that it is the latest type of psychic weapon. Even ordinary soul-suppressing users may not be qualified to wear it. Only the eldest sister of my family is extremely talented and has extraordinary combat power. She can be valued by the above, plus I, the Yang family The background is there, otherwise I'm afraid I won't even be able to see the air-control boots.
Yang Lan looked at Liu Kui indifferently, her eyes unwavering, as if she were looking at a dead person.
Her eyes are big and bright, like a deep ocean, both unfathomable and full of charm, like two ancient lakes full of stories, quiet and deep.
Under the moonlight, her eyes will shine with a subtle light, like the shimmering waves on the lake. When she looks at you, you will feel a deep attraction, as if you can see a mysterious world in her eyes and fall deeply into it without knowing it.
Liu Kui was irritated by Yang Lan's indifferent eyes. How dare he look down on me! ? I must make her look good! So what if you go to the upper three realms? The worst is possible!
But suddenly, another louder and more powerful voice emerged in his heart, as if to say, "The world is so wonderful, but I am so irritable. This is not good, not good..."
The appearance of that voice gradually eliminated the violence in his heart, and he fell into a strange tranquility.
"Give up resistance, give up, sleep, sleep, mom is here, sleep, sleep..."
Liu Kui felt as if he had fallen into the warm embrace of his long-lost mother deep in his memory, and his consciousness gradually sank into it unconsciously, unable to extricate himself.
Not to mention the idea of resistance, he no longer even had the idea of escape. Now he just wants to lie in his mother's arms forever, even if he dies for this, it doesn't matter.
"Shabi, if there is a road to heaven, you don't take it. There is no door to hell, so you have to dig in by yourself."
Yang Mingyu looked at Liu Kui who suddenly became motionless, and smiled secretly in his heart.
"My eldest sister is born with strange eyes. Let alone a guy like you who relied on external force to enter the third level of the Middle School. Even beings at the same level as her can't resist her eyes of sinking!"
Yang Mingyu, who had been watching the good show, suddenly felt bored at this moment. He originally thought that he could watch the elder sister summon his soul to take action, but he didn't expect that Liu Kui could not help but beat him. He was defeated by this pupil technique before he made a move. It was really boring.
"Whether it's a fish that dies and the net breaks the net, or it's an egg that hits a stone. This is probably the so-called stupidity!"
Yang Lan seemed to be able to pry into Liu Kui's inner thoughts and spat out a sentence lightly. The voice was like a glass of mellow red wine, flowing through the throat and esophagus, warm and full of charm.
Her words reveal a kind of indifference and wisdom. Her leisurely and unhurried tone is like the starry night sky, which makes people feel at ease and comfortable no matter when and where.
Each word is like a carefully polished pearl, shining and full of power. Although not dazzling, it is enough to make people unable to look away.
"Oh, boring, so boring."
Yang Mingyu curled his lips, shaking his head and sighing in a gesture that gave him the feeling that the best master in the world was feeling cold at the top.
"Oh? So boring? Let's do something interesting, then?"
Suddenly, a sharp voice appeared in Yang Mingyu's ear. The voice was so close that it felt like it was talking to his ear. It scared him so much that he jumped up and ran away quickly.
"Oh, why are you running so fast?"
After escaping to a safe distance, Yang Mingyu turned around and saw clearly the appearance of the person who spoke. He was dressed in dark night clothes, with his head and face covered, looking like a ninja.
"Little devil?"
Yang Mingyu looked at the ninja with a look of surprise. As soon as he saw the other party's appearance, he felt something surging in his body, as if it was about to explode and destroy the person in front of him at any time. This may be what the people of Qian country have engraved in their bones. The country hates the family. If you beat the little devil and kill the countrymen, there will be a buff bonus.
"Ah, what are you talking about, you little devil? You are so rude!"
The ninja didn't care about Yang Mingyu's words and walked in the direction of Liu Kui.
"With your grandma's legs, how can I still be polite to you little devils?"
Yang Mingyu felt the pressure the other party put on him. His spiritual power and physical strength were too much now, and he might not be the opponent of this little devil. But there was a giant Buddha named Yang Lan behind him, so he could deal with a little devil. , still not a problem.
When facing little devils, you have to scold them when they need to be scolded, and hit them when they need to be beaten.
The little Japanese ninja still didn't care about Yang Mingyu's yelling and cursing, and continued to walk slowly towards Liu Kui.
"Fuma Kotaro, do you still dare to enter the territory of our country? Back then, your Hojo family wanted to enter our country to steal cultural relics, but you were beaten to the point of being almost wiped out by Commander Zhao, who was still young at the time and had just become a soul master. How could you still Dare to come?"
Yang Lan clearly recognized the person, and Gujing Wubo's face finally showed a hint of disdain. When she mentioned Commander Zhao, her eyes unconsciously revealed a hint of admiration. That expression only appeared on the little fans who were chasing stars. I didn’t expect that the dignified soul envoy of Xinhai Town would also have people who admired him.
Contrary to her, when Fuma Kotaro heard that name, his face under the black scarf became ferocious, and his eyes showed madness... and deep fear.
"Haha, so what, he is not in your Xinhai City at this time. I just came to get what I want and leave after taking it. I don't believe he can still hunt me down in our Empire of Japan."
When Fuma Kotaro said those words, he didn't know whether he was talking to Yang Lan or to comfort himself. His tone was so empty and without any confidence.
"Haha, if you want to take something from the land of my country, can you do that? You couldn't do it back then!"
The disdain in Yang Lan's tone became even stronger, but Feng Mo Xiaotaro could no longer maintain his calmness. He seemed to be off guard by the name of Commander Zhao, and was suddenly angered.
I really want to know who Commander Zhao is, how he frightened Fuma Kotaro, who is in the middle third realm, with just one surname, and can no longer maintain his so-called bullshit demeanor.
I saw a dark and strange figure appearing behind Fuma Kotaro. He was nearly three meters tall, with copper tendons and iron bones on his hands and feet. His whole body was riddled with sarcoma, his eyes were protruding with anger, and his mouth was like a blood basin with a black mustache and four fangs. He looks like an Antarctic fairy and has a nose like a hanging gallbladder.
"Ho~~~"
With a roar, the sound is like a bell and can be transmitted to a radius of five kilometers.
