At this time, Leng Xingquan suddenly pulled her away, trying to use the Dragon Roar Sword to dispel the attacking palm prints, but it was still bombarded in front of her chest, and she flew out like a kite with a broken string.

"Little guy, the strength of each other is very different, so don't resist, go to death with peace of mind!" Zheng Yanshou sneered.

“…”

The cold star spring lying in the mud was shaking coldly.

"This guy seems to care about that girl very much, so why not send her to the road first!" Zheng Feihuan suddenly changed direction and gathered his palm prints to bang at Song Ning'er.

"I'll fight you guys!"

Seeing that the third senior brother was severely injured, the little girl was completely angry and raised the fire dragon spear and stabbed it. The spear head burst into hot flames.

"Oh? Fire system?" Zheng Feihuan sneered, his right hand fluctuated in the void, and the muddy water nearby was immediately pulled and splashed in a 'wow'.

"call out---"

Fire evaporates fog, and water extinguishes the fire.

The power of the Fire Dragon Gun that lost its flame was greatly reduced. Zheng Feihuan stretched out two fingers and bounced it away, and his other hand was directly pressed towards Song Ning'er's neck. Judging from his ruthless moves, he did not know how to respect the elderly and love the young at all.

Condition.

In danger!

"brush!"

Suddenly, the injured Leng Xingquan pulled Song Ning'er back and straddled her body in front of her, but with a "splash", the back of her neck was directly held. Before the pain of squeezing came, she used all her strength to throw her junior sister out and shouted: "Run!"

"Hehehehehehehe!"

Zheng Feihuan raised him up and sneered: "I have deep affection for my classmates."

"..." Leng Xingquan's face gradually distorted because the opponent's hand strength was increasing.

At this time, Zheng Feihuan suddenly raised his left hand, grabbed the spear head that was stabbed from the front, looked at the angry girl, and said lightly: "I don't know how to live or die!"

"brush!"

With a casual wave, Song Ning'er flew out directly with a gun, and her head fell into the swamp, her hands and feet swaying up and down like wooden oars.

Although Leng Xingquan was in great pain, his thinking still existed. Seeing his junior sister trapped in mud, he gritted his teeth and said, "Crystal...Crystal core...I'll get it..."

Still compromised.

"Sorry, it's too late." Ba Lingtian walked over, found a space ring from his body, threw it to Zheng Yanshou and said, "Break it open."

"yes!"

Zheng Yanshu caught it, and the spiritual thoughts filled the ring, forcibly breaking the existential seal, which was bound to the holder's soul, so Leng Xingquan was immediately severely injured and the pain became stronger and stronger.

"Young Master, it's broken."

"Um."

Ba Lingtian took the ring, and spiritual thoughts merged into it. He first took out the crystal core of the four-legged black dragon beast, and then took out a large token of the palm, saying disgusted, "Are you so poor?"

Sure.

Leng Xingquan is not a fool either. He only brings empty rings to do tasks while going down the mountain, installs resources, and keeps the secrets at home.

"The material of the token is not bad?" Bu Lingtian weighed it, then held it in his hand, and smiled: "It should be sold at a good price."

“…”

Leng Xingquan's expression was ferocious.

Ba Lingtian was waiting to go back and ask for credit from his father, so he said lightly: "Go on."

Zheng Feihuan was about to pinch Leng Xingquan's neck, but suddenly felt the soft mud under his feet trembling slightly. Then he looked instinctively and saw that the source of the trembling point was in the area where the girl fell.

"Um?"

The two brothers squinted their eyes.

"Huhh!" Suddenly, the flames of Song Ning'er burst out, instantly steaming and roasting the mud, and quickly drying and cracking from softness.

The heat waves spread out one after another, and the faintness that existed dozens of feet away quickly evaporated, and the humid environment became extremely dry!

"What's going on?"

Baldwin said in sweat.

"call out!"

Just at this moment, Song Ning'er, who was sunken in the ground, landed with her hands and feet, then suddenly pulled out her little head with force, and pieces of mud fell off, revealing her cold and ruthless face, and her eyes flashed like a faint light from hell!

Very scary!

Also... very cute!

Leng Xingquan saw the junior sister from her limited vision, and immediately recalled the scene when she was beaten when she got up at night and returned to the room, and said intimately: "She is crazy again!"

"tread!"

Song Ning'er rolled up her sleeves, strode over, locking in the recent bullying Tian. The gaze containing the flames of hell made the latter's scalp burst, and he shattered the token with a nervous "splash".

Damn it!

Too crispy!

Ba Lingtian didn't care about the token shattering, so he hurriedly retreated behind the Zheng brothers and urged: "Hurry up! Kill her!"

"call!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple-black flame suddenly rushed over.

Song Ning'er, who had no feelings, stood in front of Zheng Feihuan. She raised her head gently and looked directly at her eyes carrying the faint light. The other party was suddenly in a daze, as if she had fallen into hell.

"Brother, this girl is evil..."

"boom!"

As soon as Zheng Feihuan spoke, his jaw was hit hard and his whole body flew out gorgeously. Leng Xingquan, who was controlled, was relieved and rolled into the distance.

"Brother!"

"Huh!" Zheng Yanshu also shouted, and Song Ning'er stood in front of her, her right arm kept spinning, and finally gathered the flames of hell and punched her jaw with a punch. But when she heard a crisp sound of "crack", the person flew out gorgeously.

Physical damage is not scary.

Soul damage is the most deadly!

I only saw the two brothers of Zheng being beaten away, and rolling around on the ground with their heads in their arms, making screams like a pig slaughter!

"Ahhh!"

"Ahhhh!"

The Iron Pillar has a deep understanding of this aspect by being ruthlessly burned and tortured by the flames from hell.

"Plop!"

Seeing the two elders howling in pain, Ba Lingtian was so shocked that he fell to the ground. When he retracted his gaze, Song Ning'er's cold face instantly occupied all his vision.

"Ah————" The young master of the Jilemen seemed to be a ghost, rolling and crawling backwards, and finally hit the handle of the Fire Dragon Spear with a bang, and fell to the ground and fainted, and said in his heart: "I'm dizzy! Please let it go!"

Not to mention it.

Seeing this guy motionless, Song Ning'er turned around and locked in more than a dozen disciples of the Pure Land Sect.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

In an instant, they all fell to the ground.

The two elders were beaten by one punch and were worse than death. How dare they have the courage to fight this terrible girl? The best way is to learn from the young master to pretend to be dead.

Song Ning'er lost her target, turned to look at Leng Xingquan who was struggling to get up, and then walked over step by step.

"Junior sister..."

"Bang!"

Song Ning'er directly pressed her on his neck.

"..." Leng Xingquan bent his waist and said intimately: "I'm pretending to be dead too?"

No!

Too unhappy!

"Junior sister..." He tried to awaken Song Ning'er who was rioting, but unfortunately the other party had been manipulated by the second fate, completely lost his mind, and was determined to kill.

"Click!"

The strength of the hand increases, and the bones are brittle.

Leng Xingquan was bombarded by Zheng's family continuously and helped his junior sister with a palm. He was already at the end of his strength, so he could not resist at all.

At this time, the roast chicken legs tucked in my arms came down, thus influencing the raged Song Ning'er, which must be bloody.

So...sorry, he had already let the chicken legs eat them secretly.
To be continued...