The gun tip was completely immersed in the ground.

Wang Lang looked up and saw a man less than one meter standing at the end of the spear, which was a bit round and round. He was wearing costumes and a mask on his face, but there was no sign of who he was on his eyebrows. Wang Lang could only guess that the other party and Shi Ling and others came together.

The little thing saw that the attack was not hit, and while the body turned over, he grabbed the spear in his hand and jumped to the tree next to him.

The spear swung, and the tip of the spear was penetrated into the trunk. The little thing squatted on the spear and scratched his head and looked at Wang Lang below.

Very funny looking.

It seemed funny, but Wang Lang really couldn't laugh, for no reason.

When this little thing came, Wang Lang didn't hear anyone from his hearing, and the other party's strength should not be underestimated. If Ruan Yuxi had not arrived in time, Wang Lang would have been a string just now.

Ruan Yuxi rushed up in three or two steps and looked up at the little thing on the tree.

"Senior, why are you here?" Wang Lang said curiously.

"I have been chasing the whereabouts of the ghost hand, and finally found this place. Fortunately, I came, otherwise you would have lost your life." Ruan Yuxi looked at the little thing on the tree, and then looked at Shi Ling and Luoyang who were still fighting in great heat not far away.

"This thief monk should be the bloodthirsty Buddha's spiritual power, right?" Ruan Yuxi said in a deep voice.

Wang Lang nodded, "No, what good thing can be with the ghost hand?"

"What's wrong with Luoyang?" Ruan Yuxi instantly saw something wrong in Luoyang.

"The child is not a mother, and he has a long story. I will tell you in detail after all. Can we grab this little thing first and encourage you? I almost died in his hands just now." Wang Lang looked at the little thing on the tree that scratched his head.

Ruan Yuxi looked at the impatient little thing, her eyes flashed, and suddenly stepped on the ground, soared into the sky, and rushed towards the little thing.

The little thing stepped on the long spear body on the soles of the foot with both feet. After bent down to the extreme, the gun suddenly rebounded, and the little thing was bounced straight into the sky.

Ruan Yuxi stepped on the gun and rose up for the little thing for the second time and went.

The two of them sank into the dense tree trunks at the same time, and Wang Lang stared at him and couldn't see anything clearly.

Just heard a thunderous sound.

The dense tree crown suddenly vibrated, and then I saw the leaves on the tree crown falling down to the ground with rustling fearlessness.

This immediately shook nearly two-thirds of the leaves above the tree canopy.

Wang Lang finally saw clearly what he looked on the tree at this time.

I saw Ruan Yuxi standing on the trunk of a tree, with her palms facing the sky, and the little thing facing down, with her palms facing Ruan Yuxi's palms.

Wang Lang smacked his lips, "Master, this is a master."

Ruan Yuxi twisted his wrist, grabbed the little thing's hands, and smashed it hard on the ground.

Who knew that the little thing fell halfway through the soles of his feet and stepped on the tree trunk. His body trajectory changed. He headed towards his spear over there, reached out and grabbed the spear, and shot it into the sky. The tip of the spear flashed coldly, trying to pick Ruan Yuxi away.

Ruan Yuxi was not afraid at all, and fell from the sky, and the unicorns followed one after another.

Wang Lang, who was watching the game below, suddenly tightened his anus and felt that his aura was locked.

As expected.

The target of the little thing was Wang Lang. He swung the spear in his hand, and the gun came out like a dragon, and he was coming towards Wang Lang in a fierce manner.

The knife in Wang Lang's hand slashed away frantically.

The little guy was not big, and his hand was really strong. The gun he threw over shocked Wang Lang so that he could retreat seven or eight meters before stopping.

He was kicked by Shi Ling before, but now he came again, Wang Lang's blood was churning, and he almost couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

Wang Lang looked at the little thing, but he didn't expect it to be a realm of creation.

Ruan Yuxi's Qilin stepped firmly on the head of the little thing. Wang Lang clearly saw that there was a layer of nearly transparent airflow outside Ruan Yuxi's feet. The air was rolling, and the old guy was in a state of killing.

One kick.

The little thing fell straight to the ground, rolled a few times and quickly reached the position of the spear. He kicked the spear at the end, and the spear turned around and flew up and was caught by the little thing and carried it on his shoulder.

That look is still very funny.

A person less than one meter was carrying a weapon twice as long as he was, so he was so funny no matter how he looked.

After Ruan Yuxi landed on the ground, when he stared at the little thing, his eyes were full of vigilance. It could make Ruan Yuxi, who was in the realm of creation, beware of this little thing.

The little thing faced Ruan Yuxi with his back to Wang Lang, but Wang Lang, not far away, still felt that the little thing was staring at him, just like an eye on the back of his head, which felt very strange.

Wang Lang held the knife tightly in his hand, and Ruan Yuxi's soles slowly turned on the ground, looking at the little thing.

The little thing scratched his body with one hand, as if there were lice on his body.

roar!

The little thing suddenly roared at Ruan Yuxi, but turned around and rushed towards Wang Lang.

At that time, Wang Lang's muscles were almost condensed into lumps. Without thinking, he directly cut out the strongest knife of his life.

Ruan Yuxi's expression also changed drastically and rushed towards this side.

But both of them were wrong.

This little thing is very terrifying, and it is very good at hitting the world. The gun is like a dragon, and a little cold light is blooming on the tip of the gun, but it is not for Wang Lang, but for a little black thunder, rushing towards Luoyang where he is fighting with Shi Ling.

boom!

The gun head was thrown heavily on Luoyang.

Luoyang, which was comparable to Shi Ling, was shot away by this little thing with a broken string, just like a kite.

This scene made Wang Lang's eyes almost pop out after a knife.

The little thing fell lightly to the ground, and the spear came out of his hand, pecking heavily on Luoyang like a ferocious bird, and then the spear turned to the little thing. The little thing turned around the neck, and the spear turned around his body, and finally stopped on his shoulder. The little thing was carrying his spear on his shoulder, and scratching his body habitually, as if his body was covered with lice.

Shi Ling was injured all over, and he was quite irritable in the past half day. He was originally better than Luoyang's Kung Fu, but Luoyang was like a young strongman who could not be beaten, and he was the one who became stronger and stronger as he fought. At the beginning, Shi Ling frequently injured Luoyang, but in the end, as Shi Ling lacked enough momentum, Shi Ling suffered more and more injuries.

When he saw the little thing, Shi Ling looked fearful. Under Wang Lang's incredible gaze, Shi Ling knelt on one knee and fell beside the little thing.

"The last general will send Ling to see Lord Qiongqi."
Chapter completed!