Luo Yu gaped at Xiao Yin, who was riding on top of Tunyun Pai Yao, waving a pan, with a fierce look, this... this...
Is this her little silver?
For a moment she couldn't figure out what she wanted to say.
Isn't this a bit too tough?
Yun Shitian covered his mouth, coughed and vomited blood and collapsed on the ground, his eyebrows slightly raised.
I have known for a long time that Xiaoyin is not simple.
But he really didn't expect it to be so tough.
He used a frying pan and sledgehammer to hit Tunyun Pixiu, who was on the verge of reaching level 13 from level 13 to 14. This was the first time he had seen him today in so many years. He was so domineering, even more domineering than him.
The shield shattered and the black mist completely dispersed.
Above their heads, Feng Wuxin and Yan Fei rushed towards them. The anxiety and panic on their faces could no longer be described in words.
Their king, their...
With panic and worry still lingering in their hearts and faces, Feng Wuxin and Yan Fei were shocked as they rushed over to take a closer look at the situation in front of them.
He looked dumbfounded at Xiao Yin who was furious in mid-air.
"Xiaoyin?" Yan Fei swallowed.
"Am I dazzled?" Feng Wuxin reached out and rubbed his eyes.
Was there any mistake, what did they see?
Xiao Yin had grown up a lot, and was riding on top of the head of the thirteen-level Cloud-Tunping Pixiu, waving a sledgehammer that looked like a frying pan, hitting the Cloud-Tunping Pixiu until stars appeared in his eyes, and he was unable to resist at all.
The proportions of this figure...
The coordination of this sledgehammer…
This weapon...
Are they all dazzled?
Feng Wuxin and Yan Fei both had their mouths twitching. What did they miss?
They thought they were rushing in to fight for their lives and to see a tragedy they could not imagine. They were almost ready for a bloody battle.
But at this time, they saw Xiao Yin wielding the frying pan sledgehammer so powerfully that Tunyun Pai Yao fled in mid-air, but they couldn't get away from Xiao Yin. They...
Feng Wuxin and Yan Fei looked at each other, what kind of magical beast is this...this...this little silver? It's so shocking.
The two of them were stunned and fell to the ground.
"Ahem..."
"King." A violent cough woke the two of them up from the shock.