Peerless Divine Emperor

The 160th chapter of the mental retardation

In the face of cold packs, the hail does not have the tone of the younger generation to speak with the predecessors, nor does it have any polite words.

It seems to be talking to people of the same status.

This cold pack is also the elder of the dark feather hall. In the dark feather hall, it is highly respected. Which disciple of the dark feather hall is not respectful? Not very awesome?

At least, Fan Jian is very polite to the cold pack.

Therefore, after the completion of Mu Shishi, the cold pack is not happy.

But it is just not unhappy, not angry.

Who is Mu Shishi?

Although she is also a disciple of the four major sects, her position in Fengshuige is no lower than that of any cabinet elder.

Even the owner of the Fengshui Pavilion is compliant with him, and regards it as a jewel in the palm of his hand.

The cold pack coughed a little, and was slightly dissatisfied: "Music poetry, this is a private matter between my dark feather hall and this kid. I hope that you will not intervene in Fengshuige."

He did not act rashly.

Because he understands that Mu Shishi is definitely not a good person.

"I said that Jing Yunxiao is my friend. No matter what kind of grievances between you, as long as you are not willing to give up, then my Mu Shi poem will never stand by."

The meaning is very clear, that is, in any case, her Mu Shi poems must completely protect Jing Yun.

This will make the cold pack.

Do you start with Mu Shi poetry?

Mu Shishi is a four-powered warrior in Lingwu. He has enough strength to defeat her. But the key is that he dares to work on Mu Shishi?

An inadvertent, disturbing the conflict between the two sects, it is awful.

He had heard of it. Two years ago, Tianhuomen had a core disciple who harassed Mu Shishi. Mu Shishi went back to see the Fengshuige, and Fengshuige’s owner rushed to Qingyunzong on the same day. If you don't say it, the core disciples of Tianhuomen will be scrapped.

Fan Jian’s face is gloomy.

He really can't figure out why Mu Shishi is like Jingyun.

"What good is that kid? If you are handsome, you are not handsome, you have no status, you have no strength, you have no money, you have no money, nothing is there. Everything is empty. Is there anything worthy of the poetry of Mu Shi? Is it true that since ancient times? Poor silk? Mu Shishi has this special kind of good?"

Fan Jian’s heart is awkward. As early as this is the case, he should pretend to be a poor and sour to learn the love of Mu Shi’s poems.

This is the end of the matter, Fan Jian only has anger in his heart.

In resentment, Fan Jian is also going out, and he is cold and eloquent to Mu Shi's poem: "Music poetry, this time, my lord of the dark feather temple, personally, the killing order, we want to chase this kid. If you want to stop, It is an enemy of our dark feather temple, and it is an enemy of our Lord."

He wants to scare Mu Shishi and let Mu Shishi give up.

After listening to Mu Shi's poems, it is completely indifferent: "What is the killing order of your dark feather hall? What is the relationship with me? I will say it again. Jing Yunhao is my friend. You move him. It is equal to moving me. If you want to move me, it is against our Fengshui Pavilion, and it is against the enemy of our Fengshui Pavilion."

Learning Fan Jian’s tone, Mu Shi’s poems all went back.

This will make Fan Jian more angry and filled.

Immediately change the target, sneer and sneer at Jingyun: "Hey, just know that hiding behind the woman? What kind of man? It is clearly a shrinking turtle."

The cooked duck has already flown once, and Fan Jian said that he would not want to fly again this time.

Moreover, it is still being taken by the goddess in her mind.

Fan Jian’s small universe is going to break out at the moment.

"Hid behind the woman?"

Jing Yunqi raised his eyebrows and smiled uncomfortably: "Is it like you, you will hide behind this old animal, even if it is a man? How do I feel that you are more like a skinless baby? Since you want to hide, then you should hide, why do you have to come out and throw your eyes away?"

"you……"

Fan Jian ate another slap.

But this breath, he can't swallow.

"Hey, since you said so, can you dare to come out and make a plan with me? Look at who is the real tortoise, who is the unseen Wang Ba Lazi?"

Fan Jian can't stand it.

If Jingyun’s strength is equal to his flagship, he will be embarrassed, but at the moment, Jingyun’s situation is not even achieved, even the Qiwujing is not. In front of this garbage warrior, he can’t find it. The reason for going down.

It is the scorpion is a horse, pulled out and yo.

"Don't dare? I really don't dare, because you are not qualified to test with me. You only have one end today, that is death. And, still die in my hands."

Jing Yunyi stepped forward a few steps forward.

Later, he said very high-profile to Mu Shi poem: "Poetry poetry, trouble you one thing, help me to look at the old dog, don't let him stir up my good things, wait for me to solve this puppy first. Come on him again. Ok?"

Poetry?

Mu Shishi heard that Jing Yunzhen called her, and her heart unconsciously rushed into a warm current, and then she could not help but nod.

After striding forward a few more steps, Jing Yun霄 yelled at Fan Jian and said: "Wang Ba Lazi, what are you doing? It is time to die and die."

"Send your ancestors."

Fan Jian is even more angry.

Was it scorned by an angry boy?

His little white face didn't know where to put it.

Immediately screamed and jumped out, he jumped out.

"Today, Xiaoye will let you close your vajra gourd stinking mouth forever."

When Fan Jian was angry, the palm prints in his hands were constantly changing. Under these changes, a trace of black aura was entangled around his body, turning into a long gun, sharp guns, and above the gunpoint, exuding violent Fierce.

"Dark gun, a hundred shots."

This Fan Jianyi shot is a set of metaphysical martial arts.

It can also be seen from this that how strong he is in killing Jing Yunzhen.

"Hey!"

There are countless black gunshots, falling from the sky.

"The mental retardation."

Jing Yun's eyes squint, and Fan Jian is even more scornful.

"Meteor point sword."

Without any hesitation, Jing Yunyi pointed to a sword and slammed Fang.

Endless swords, like a meteor, into the sky, with the endless guns and shadows.

"Boom."

The loud noise blew, and in the air, the two attacks were like fireworks, and they were beautiful.

Countless gunshots, the winds and clouds, but under the Jingyun sword, all disappeared.

"what?"

"The dark gun, the dark gun is invincible."

Fan Jian was shocked. The black gun in front of him trembled. Under these shaking, he became more and more illusory, but for a moment, it disappeared into the eyes of everyone.

"Is it a stealth shot?"

"The same is the mental retardation."

Jing Yun licked his lips and pointed the sword back.