Five hundred and fortieth chapters snatch tribute girl
The white gauze covers the entire purple wooden car. I can't see who is inside?
However, Ning Xiaochuan's mind is strong. It is not an ordinary layer of tulle that can cover his eyes. He naturally see the purple clothes woman sitting inside.
It wasn't the purple smoke that had been seen several times in Tianshi City. Her face was very beautiful. Dai Mei was like a willow leaf, her eyes were like ponds, their hearts were clever, and unusual women were comparable.
However, it is difficult for her to fight against the Magic Temple. In order not to be suppressed by the Purple Temple, she can only be regarded as a "tribute girl" and tribute to 獠
Of course, she also knows that she is likely that she can't even see the real body of the 獠, and it will only become the practice furnace of the Monthless Player. Even if it is known that the end will be miserable, she cannot resist it. She can only choose to obey.
Then, then
Even the ancestors of the purple tribe were not sheltered, how could she resist?
"The Demon Palace is getting more and more excessive. By tribute, we have converged wealth, kill innocently, and rob the female relatives. Now even the nine major people are not in their eyes.
Get away. "
"There is no way, who is too powerful, even the purple tribe can only swallow the voices, sacrifice a younger woman, and preserve the entire purple tribe."
"The" Yin and Yang Jing "cultivated by the Yuezi has reached the realm of the eight -firing fire. If you want to reach the realm of the ninth Yang fire, you must find a furnace and remove the eight -sung fire on your body.
Successful cultivation. Zihan smoke is the most outstanding heavenly arrogant girl in the purple tribe.
"In order to help the no -moon son to win the furnace, I heard that even the deputy hall owner of the Magic Temple Nangong Ming personally visited the Zi people and put pressure on the purple clan king."
On both sides of the street, many monks are discussing in a low voice. Some people are regretting, and some people are gloating, and some people are even more angry, but they just say a few words of sighs.
Really offend the Magic Hall?
"boom"
A two -story house fell from the air, smashed into the tribute team, overturned a tribute car, and the two guards of the guardian car were smashed out and pressed under the ruins.
On the street, a chaotic.
The tribute team stopped.
"唰唰"
A group of martial arts wearing blacks killed from the crowd, with a black cloth, with a cold murderous breath, and a black war knife in his hands, just like a group of teams who killed tribute to tribute.
"puff"
"puff"
Black warriors are very powerful, like a group of fierce wolves, just a time of breathing passed, and more than ten escorts were put into the tribute to deal with them.
One of the tall black martial arts, like a leader, broke into the car's car, grabbing the wrist of purple cold smoke, and took her away.
This group of martial arts in black is very fast and well -trained. Soon the team guards who escorted tributes were killed, and it was about to leave with purple cold smoke.
"call out"
A sharp white Guanghua flew out of the golden dragon car in front of the front. Dozens of positions changed in a row, and the speed was like a lit.
When the white Guanghua stopped, the people saw it clearly that they turned out to be a man in white.
However, his speed is too fast, so it looks like a white light.
"嘭嘭 ..."
Dozens of cultivated martial arts are all fell to the ground. The position of the eyebrows has a blood hole size of the finger, and the red blood and white brain flow flowing.
Just in the moment, dozens of martial arts masters were killed. These methods were really appalling and shocked the monks on both sides of the street.
He is the first strongest of the younger generation of Jiuzhe Xinjiang, without the moon.
The moonless son is not a beautiful and beautiful man, but he looks very burly, the national font face, dark skin, thick eyebrows, and a body of more than two meters high.
He stood in the middle of the street, carrying his hands, just like an iron tower, staring sharply at the head of the black warrior and purple cold smoke standing on the opposite side, and hummed coldly.
Dare to grab, you're the boldness is not small "
"If it is really a tribute to Lord Wang Wang, I will naturally not snatch it, but some people fake the fake tiger prestige, and use the prestige of Lord Wang to seize the benefits, why dare not snatch it?"
The warrior's head was blocked in front of Zihan smoke, whispered: "Smoke, go first, I'll block him."
Zi Hanyan tightly dragged the arm of the warrior's head of the black clothes, pursed his lips, and shook his head hard.
No moon son sneered, and said, "No one can leave today"
The flames of the flames emerged on his skin and turned red, like a burnt red iron block, and a grain of Mars will appear on the air and his skin.
As soon as he moved, he impacted the leader of Zihan smoke and black martial arts.
The no -moon son hit a pair of flame fists, condensed two fire unicorn heads, and the horror beast roar broke out.
The head collar and Zihan smoke of black warriors played martial arts magical powers at the same time and resisted the past. However, just a moment, the two of them were bombarded out and fell outside dozens of feet.
In the face of the horror combat power of the no moon, the two of them couldn't even resist one round, and they were hit hard at the same time.
"boom"
The speed of the moonless son is agile. In the moment, when he rushed to the head of the warrior in the black warrior, when the warrior's head of the black martial arts had not responded, he chopped it with one palm, and the right leg of the warrior of the warrior in black was
Cut off.
"ah"
The head of the black warrior screamed, the whole right leg lost consciousness, the blood of the knee position broke, the blood flowed out, and the ground was soaked in a large area.
"father"
Zi Han Yan covered his chest, with a trace of blood in the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of tears. He rushed towards the head of the warrior in black.
The moonless son's expression was indifferent, grabbing the hair of Zihan smoke, lifted her face, revealing the beautiful and slender neck, the scalp was torn "噜", and the pain of pain in his mouth made a pain in his mouth.
The no -moon boy ignored her, stepped on the chest of the warrior's head of the black martial arts, suppressed the head of the warrior in black, and said coldly.
The adult’s tribute dares to snatch. It seems that your purple tribe is really arrogant, and you have not taken the Emperor Wang at all.
The head of the martial arts in black bite his teeth tightly, and said angrily: "Nangong children, since I dare to come, I have never thought about returning to the purple tribe. Tell you honestly, I have been out of the purple tribe, if you want you if you want
If you are convicted of this incident, you will make a mistake. "
"嘭"
The moon -free son kicked the head of the black warrior.
The head of the black warrior hit hard on the hard wall, breaking his head, and was buried under the broken wall.
"I don't know the lives of the dead" glanced at the monks who looked at the two streets with a cold greener, and the monks fled because they escaped too panic. Some of them stepped on their trousers and fell to the ground.
"Show face"
The no -moon son stared at Zihan smoke, pulled her hair, dragged her to the ground, dragged it below the rosewood car, and waved her in the arms, and threw her into the rosewood car.
"Continue on the road ..."
As soon as the moon -free son said this, his eyebrows frowned slightly. Looking at the top of the rosewood car, I saw a man wearing a blue -shirt stood on the top of the car.
Golden ghost mask.
Just now, when he threw Zi Han Yan into the rosewood car, there was no one at the top of the car.
Just a time to turn around, there is one more person on it, it is so weird.
"Who?" Naturally, Wuyue's son didn't have a little fear, and asked coldly.
"Wow"
The man with a golden shirt with a golden ghost mask walked down from the top of the car. It really walked step by step, walking in the air, like stepping on an invisible ladder
He fell lightly on the ground and glanced at the purple cold smoke in the car.
"Grand Sichuan?"
The son -in -law smiled coldly, "In front of my no -moon son, anyone dares to call‘ son, two words, all of which are crime. ”
The palm of the no moon was turned into the claw seal, the five fingers emerged from the flames, and the feet stepped forward two steps forward, put the ground out of the two deep footprints, and grabbed the past at Ning Xiaochuan.
Hand claws turned into the claws of fire unicorn, and instantly reached the eyes of a man wearing a golden shirt with a golden ghost mask. The red flame was almost completely wrapped in the man.
"嘭"
The men's hands were wrapped in lightning, tearing the flames, jumped up, jumped into the rosewood car, and stretched out a arm to hold the frightened purple smoke waist.
The no -moon son shouted, a claw torn passed, and the whole car was broken.
"嘭"
The man of the green shirt picked up Zihan smoke and turned into a colorful luminous light, and his body was over ten feet high.
The son -in -law snorted coldly, kicked the ground with both legs, shot suddenly, and once again hit a "Kirin Hand Claw", which turned into a five -meter -large flame Kirin claw.
The man's body of the green shirt moved above the air, and the position of each movement was extremely mysterious. The arc is drawn in the air, which is like a vain, changing seven times in a row, avoiding the fierce attack of the moon without the moon.
Then, then
The monks below were stunned.
They are surprised by the martial arts supernatural power of the Moon -free son. Each trick has the power of rowing mountains. At the same time, they admire the mysterious green shirt man, holding a woman in their hands, but the body is very strange, just like
Xingyun flowed water, so that the son Wuyue did not even encounter his clothes corner.