Chapter 767: He is a selfish person

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"Yeah, as long as you are willing to stand by, our Yunguangzong guarantees that it will not be shot to the Taoist friends. On the contrary, even if you are more powerful, there is only one person. Do you really think that you can compete with my entire Yunguangzong?"

Changyu’s **** eyes swept over everyone who surrounded him, and the hoarse voice rang with a strong killing. “Give me the little master, otherwise I will level the entire Yunguangzong.”

"Jokes, just because of you, want to level me Yunguangzong? Don't tell a joke!"

"Everyone is together, this guy is already a strong end, we killed him together!"

The people of Yunguangzong sighed, and the sword light flashed, and they attacked.

Chang Yu clenched his fists in both hands, punched the fire and slammed it out.

"Ah!!" A scream came from the population of Yunguang Zongzhong.

The fire on Changyu's hand is like a sickle's sickle. As long as it is touched gently, it will burn into the bones and it will not be alive.

Yun Guangzong’s disciple is simply scared. Who is this man?

Why is his fire power so powerful?

On the continent of comprehension, the only thing that can make the spiritual fire cultivation so fascinating is... the martial art?

But how can the martial art of the martial art flow to the ridiculous places like Yanwu?

Who is this man?

Just as Yunguangzong’s disciples were frightened, suddenly, Changyu had another boxing out, but the flame burned a bit, but it suddenly went out.

Yunguangzong disciple suddenly overjoyed, "His aura is exhausted, fast, everyone together... Hahaha, this time, you are dead!"

In the play of the mainland, the agility gathering is extremely difficult.

So once the aura is exhausted, it is almost impossible to replenish it in a short time.

Without the aura, without the terrible fire, what is terrible about this man?

The disciples of Yunguangzong were extremely strong, and one of them flew high and the sword in his hand fell toward Changyu.

However, his figure is still in the air, but there is a melodious sound in his ear.

Then, without waiting for his reaction, the body suddenly came a pain.

Hey -!

Numerous blood holes appeared in the air, and the blood smashed, and the man fell straight from the air.

Changyu stood still, and the body could not support it.

The ear seemed to hear the sound of the nightmare, and the tip of the nose slowly entangled the quiet fragrance that made him unforgettable.

Is she coming?

Is she finally here?

Great, the little master is saved, and she won't be sad.

Changyu’s body swayed and fell suddenly.

"Changyu!" Familiar, his long-awaited sound is in the ear, "Changyu, how are you?"

The mouth was stuffed with medicinal herbs, and Changyu only felt that the disappearing vitality returned a little.

Even the dry Dantian has slowly gained aura.

Changyu struggled to open the eyes blurred by blood, dumb voice: "Miss, don't care about me, the little master was taken... take the west side of the Wuxi Mountain Range... must... save the little master..."

He is a selfish person.

He is not so noble and loyal.

He cares about the little master and is worried about the safety of the little master.

But he is even more afraid, and even more reluctant is that this girl is sad and sad.

He knows better that the little master is everything she is, and she is like a life.

Therefore, even if he is dead, he will help her to keep her little life.

Mu Yan reached out and gently covered his eyes. At the same time, the piano sounded, and the melodious music made Changyu stumbled and slowly fell into a soft dream.