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Chapter 741: Uncle Lei

Hearing Yang Kun's voice, the Nether Messenger was obviously stunned for a moment. Every time he saw the Nether Messenger's surprised expression, Yang Kun would feel even more proud.

That's right, this time Yang Kun plans to perform two stunts at the same time!

I saw that Yang Kun's raised right hand turned into a fist, and his left hand turned into a fist. The wind suddenly rose, and the vitality around him was torn apart. The underworld energy rushed towards Yang Kun, and even the underworld emissary emitted...

Vitality, unexpectedly

Receiving Yang Kun's induction, it added to Yang Kun's condensed fists and palms. The Nether Messenger's soul-killing palm, which was originally as big as a dustpan, was rapidly absorbing a lot of Nether energy from Yang Kun's fists and palms.

Become weaker and smaller.

The Nether Messenger was horrified and looked at Yang Kun in disbelief. When Yang Kun's condensed Xuan Ming Palm and Xie Family Fist were finally on par with the Nether Messenger's Soul-Destroying Palm, Yang Kun was not greedy and gave up as soon as he could.

, then his body suddenly pushed forward, and with a bang, Yang Kun's palms and fists immediately hit the Nether Messenger's soul-destroying palm, and he felt a huge force rebound, and both the man and the tiger were forced back.

More than two feet away.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Yang Kun looked up and realized that the Nether Messenger's condition was not much better than that of Yang Kun. His cloak was skewed, his clothes were messy, and he was in a miserable state.

Outside the Star Forest in the northern suburbs of Wolong City...

Xiaoxue and Princess Zhao Qianying finally breathed a sigh of relief. Xiaoxue looked back at the forest of stars behind her, and saw that the forest of stars had long turned into a black mass, with only an outline left. She thought to herself: "It seems

Master Yang Kun has successfully lured the Nether Messenger away!"

At this time, Zhao Qianying looked at Xiaoxue carefully and said: "Who are you and why do you want to save me!"

Xiaoxue came back to her senses and replied: "My name is Xiaoxue, and you must be the princess of Wolong City. In fact, it is not Xiaoxue who wants to save you, but Master Yang Kun who wants to save you!"

Zhao Qianying was stunned for a moment, then understood and said: "The young master Yang Kun you are talking about is the fair and clean boy?"

Xiaoxue nodded and said: "Yes, princess!"

After hearing Xiaoxue's words, Zhao Qianying couldn't help but feel a little strange, and said: "So his name is Yang Kun. I didn't expect that he would risk his own life to save me. I can't believe it! Well, look at him risking his life to save me."

For the sake of this princess, I will not argue with him, and the mistakes he made before will be wiped out."

After hearing what Zhao Qianying said, Xiaoxue was also secretly happy for Yang Kun. She gratefully said to Zhao Qianying: "Princess, you are so rich. Let's go! Xiaoxue and others go back to the city, and then ask people to help Yang Kun."

Zhao Qianying hummed and said, "My father must be worried about me! Let's go!"

After saying that, Zhao Qianying pulled Xiaoxue and jumped towards the east gate of Wolong City.

"Who is there?" At this moment, a man's rough voice sounded in Xiaoxue's ears. Both Xiaoxue and Zhao Qianying couldn't help being startled. When they looked up, they saw a group of people wearing armor and walking in neat steps.

force.

Xiaoxue was immediately overjoyed and turned sideways to Zhao Qianying and said, "Princess, they seem to be soldiers from Wolong City!"

Zhao Qianying stared and saw that the leader was a mighty general wearing golden armor, a silver helmet, and carrying a broadsword. Especially the golden hair hanging down, like the warm sunset, made her feel

People miss you.

Zhao Qianying's eyes suddenly turned red, and the grievances in her heart spewed out like an erupting volcano. She quickly ran over and threw herself into the broad and powerful arms, crying: "Uncle Lei, wuwu~!"

This general in golden armor was General Lei, who was the best to Zhao Qianying among his uncles. Zhao Qianying could not help but cry while hiding in his warm arms. For some reason, Zhao Qianying felt that

General Lei is a better man to her than her father.


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