He deliberately stood here and stopped because this was the upper air outlet, and the cartilage that even the Spirit King could knock down was passed by the wind. No one would find anything wrong. When the little fat man heard this,

The anxious little fat man touched him up and down with no problem, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Could this old guy be fooling them? Why is he okay? "Ha...

Your poison has expired! It must not work!"

Lan Yue laughed at her. She was transformed by Xiaohua to be invincible by all poisons. How could she be knocked down by him? Besides, just his knowledge of Taoism, in front of the second senior brother's poison, he met the old man who played with poison.

Ancestor? Show off his awesomeness! The little fat man had been shot by her with the poison-avoiding powder given by her second senior brother, so he would not be poisoned. Uncle Wan was so angry that his face turned black. His poison was one of the best in Wanling Valley.

How could it not work! "It seems that you really don't want to eat a toast."

Uncle Wan's face was gloomy and his eyes were particularly vulnerable. Lan Yue smiled and was unmoved. The little fat man pinched the talisman and looked alert. He always felt that this old guy was holding back something. It's good to go through it.

After a while, Wanlaibao found something wrong and shouted anxiously: "Uncle Wan, come on! Are you a strong man at the peak of the Spirit King, still you are afraid of them?"

The peak of the Spirit King! Lan Yue finally knew why Wan Laibao was so fearless. The highest level that Changyue Secret Realm could accept was the peak of the Spirit King cultivator. Uncle Wan was equivalent to the group of people who could walk horizontally in the Changyue Secret Realm.

But why didn't he come forward to control the two of them directly? Instead, he had to secretly add medicine? Lan Yue looked at the fat man who was nervously holding two big handfuls of spiritual talismans next to him and suddenly understood. He was afraid of the fat man's spiritual talisman.

.No matter how high the martial arts are, I am afraid of kitchen knives. The little fat man's spiritual talisman is too powerful. If he scatters like these two hands on him, even at the peak of the Spirit King, he would have been blown up very badly. He must not be able to figure out the little fat man.

Are there any talismans with higher grades? After all, no one would have scattered the top-grade talismans like waste paper, unless there are better talismans on their bodies. "Uncle Wan, come on! Come on!

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"Little beauty, it's still time for you to give in. As long as you are willing to serve me obediently, I will let Uncle Wan let you go."

Wan Laibao was still shouting at Lan Yue without knowing his life and death, and his eyes looked at her as if it was in the bag. Seeing Uncle Wan's face getting ugly, Lan Yue kindly said, "Don't waste your time, just be it

All the poison you have on you will not work for us.”

Wan Laibao, a waste, didn't know that Uncle Wan had already taken action. He stood there and talked for a long time, but in fact he had already secretly poisoned several times. As a result... it was still in vain. She was too lazy to pay more money with them.

Anyway, she already knew that the good things were all on Wan Laibao and Uncle Wan. She pointed a long sword in her hand and rushed towards Uncle Wan directly. Situ Fu was the early stage of the Spirit King's cultivation, and she already had it in her heart.

At the bottom, and now, she wants to try

The peak strength of the Spirit King. Uncle Wan looked at Lan Yue who was rushing towards him and snorted coldly. A mere spiritual master wanted to fight him in the middle of the period? Overestimating his abilities! He didn't even take a weapon, and shook his sleeves with one hand behind his back.

Standing still, he bent his fingers and bounced up toward Lan Yue's sword. Lan Yue's eyes condensed, so fast! He changed his sword moves and shook his wrists, and the sword that had originally pierced straight up avoided

Uncle Wan's finger turned to slash his wrist. "Clam!"

It seemed as if it was the sound of metal and stone intersecting. Uncle Wan took a step back, and Lan Yue turned over and fell back a lot of steps in the air. Uncle Wan's face looked extremely ugly. He had a missing sleeve on his left hand, and Lan Yue was

The sword just now was cut off, and a white mark on his left wrist was particularly obvious. If it weren't for the unique skills he practiced, this left hand would have been ruined today! It can be said that it was a complete capsized ship in the gutter.

The strong man at the peak of the Spirit King actually suffered this loss in the middle stage of the Great Spirit Master who had fallen below a great realm. If someone knew about it, he would

If you don't have to mess around, you will be ridiculed to death. This stinky girl is so weird. She is obviously so poor that she actually has the illusion of fighting at the same level. Lan Yue's face is not very good either. The peak of the Spirit King is worthy of being the peak of the Spirit King

, faster and tricky. She could guess his next move, but she could not avoid it, so she could only fight head-on. At this time, she was not feeling well, and her qi and blood were churning in her chest. She took out the bottle prepared by her second senior brother

, pour it into your mouth, and you still have to knock it on the drug. "I underestimated you, but now, I want to see what you have to do."

Uncle Wan's tone was cold, and he raised his hand and released a fifth-level forest giant wolf. Lan Yue was stunned, and the contract beast. Uncle Wan directed the forest giant wolf to attack the little fat man, while he continued to deal with Lan Yue. Just then, both sides

Everyone knew the other party's background. The beast that was fighting for contract was seriously injured, and he would kill this stinky girl in his palm today, otherwise it would be a big trouble for a while. The fat man looked at the giant wolf in the forest like a hill towards him.

Suddenly, the giant forest wolf was gray and uneven, mottled, with yellow sharp teeth in his mouth, and the smelly saliva dripped down the corners of his mouth. He had never seen such an ugly contract beast before.
Chapter completed!