Vol 3 Chapter 625: Fang Wulian

When the armor is broken, the strength of Shan Kui is naturally weakened, and it is impossible to be the opponent of Zi Yan.

The other party did not kill the heart, so Zi Yan also took over.

Shan Kui rushed to the purple scorpion and said, "I lost."

This is an indisputable fact, because the purple shield is still intact.

Shan Kui once again said: "Dare to ask if this soldier has been baptized?"

Zi Yan nodded and said: "Now the grade should enter the top 100."

" Losing to the hundred soldiers, the defeat is not awkward!"

Shan Kui shook his head and sighed. It seemed to be free and easy. In fact, his face was full of regrets, because the expensive armor was scrapped.

"How about the soldiers? Shan Kui, you don't want to be long-spirited and destroy your own prestige."

The young man in the distance suddenly vacated and stood in front of Shan Kui.

On his body, there is also a rise in war.

"Young master, no!"

Shan Kui was shocked and hurriedly dissuaded. He personally felt the fighting power of the purple scorpion. Only the light shield was not able to fight against the young master.

I don't know whether it is self-confidence or arrogance. The young man waved his hand to indicate that Shan Kui didn't need to say much. He looked at Zi Yan and said: "I will let you see today. What is called someone outside the heavens? Don't think that you have a hundred soldiers, that is the world. Invincible."

Zi Yan looked at the youth, and saw the young man's body, suddenly surging with a strong breath, that is the robes of his body.

"It's a house!"

"Absolutely the home is right!"

"Only the house can create such a battle armor, and such a unique Fa Ling robe!"

Seeing the robes of the youth, many people in the holy city were exclaimed.

The house is the force north of the holy mountain, and it is a real big force. It is known as a refinery defensive device and is a huge family that is truly rich.

There have been rumors that the housekeeping forces can compete with a mountain in the holy mountain, showing the richness of its heritage.

At this time, the Fa Lingpao that the young man showed was obviously a high quality existence.

Zi Yan looked at the young man in front, and there was more coldness in his eyes.

The young man smiled and said: "What if you have a hundred soldiers? If you are not good at attacking, can you break my defense?"

I saw the robes of the youth, and suddenly burst into a ray of light, these rays scattered, forming a defense.

"Even if I stand here and do not move, let you attack, you can't break my defense!"

The corners of the youth’s mouths are a touch of curvature, and the meaning of ridicule is very obvious.

"Are you sure?" Zi Yan looked at the youth.

The young man snorted and said: "Today I will tell you a truth, there are people outside the sky, and don't think that you have beaten a game, how great it is."

Purple 宸 shield, change the stick.

The light shines from the stick, and a strong breath is released.

A purple stick fell.

The space seems to be torn by this stick.

Shan Kui is like an enemy. He wants to go forward, but he has no armor. At this moment, once he goes up, he must die.

The young man used his eyes to signal that Shan Kui was retreating. He really stood there and did not move.

Shan Kui has no choice but to retreat.

A stick of purple scorpion fell and fell on the youth.

I saw countless roads rushing out, like the ripples of the water, layering the power of the stick.

The purple scorpion feels that the power on the long stick is constantly dissipating, and the defense of the young people ahead is intact.

Zi Zi’s heart suddenly broke, and he knew that he was really careless. If he was engaged in life and death, he would lose money.

The young man still smiles at the purple eyes, and the sarcasm of the corner of his mouth is not diminished. "How?"

The second stick of the purple scorpion fell again, and a purple gold light bloomed from the top of the stick. Only the slamming sound, the youth's defense immediately broke, and the robes on his body also appeared dozens of cracks.

The youth's body, flying backwards from the air, the robes that were previously impossible to hang on the body like a rotten cloth, drifting back and forth.

"Young Master!"

Shan Kui exclaimed and flew away.

Only his reaction was slow, and he did not expect that the difference between the first strike and the second strike of the sable was so great.

The youth's body fell to the ground and then began to cough up blood.

The surrounding is silent, even in the holy mountain town, it is quiet for a moment.

Shan Kui came to the front and the young man waved his hand and said, "I am fine."

When I spoke, I even vomited blood.

Shan Kui was very worried about his young master, but he was even more worried that the purple scorpion would come up, so he turned around and watched Zi Yan with vigilance.

Zi Yan did not continue to shoot, he glanced at Shan Kui, and then looked at the youth, turned and left.

The young man squatted up and looked at the purple cockroach who turned away, smiled and let the blood overflow through the corner of his mouth, regardless of the road: "This is the second layer, you will run away, to the third floor, you Don't you have to be chased?"

Blue Lonely Dream and Hawthorn looked back at the youth, his eyes were very cold, and it was clear that Zi Yan had released him a horse. He didn’t know how to be grateful. He even dared to provoke.

"Go."

Just as the two hesitated, was it necessary to take a thorough lecture on the other side, only to listen to the sound of the purple sound.

The two had to follow the purple sable. Before leaving, the two did not forget the hateful eyes of the young man's hateful face.

"Yes, it must be the second ancestor of the house, and the room has no face."

"Procedure who is not good, even dare to find the trouble of Ziyan, a set of armor ~ www.readwn.com~ a Fa Ling robe, even so scrapped, but unfortunately."

"What's a pity? The house is rich, and the man is a house, and he is born to be a loser."

The second ancestor of Fangjia, Fang Wulian, because of his reputation, was graciously called the house without a face, and anything that is shameless can be done.

For example, this trial, went to the holy soul mountain, the **** did not get it, the loss itself is not small.

And similar deeds are countless.

What kind of swindling, adultery, smuggling, snoring, stealing chickens and dogs, each of them is extremely proficient. It is said that he is also unacceptable in his home. If it is not his identity, he does not know how many times he died.

It is only a pity that countless people regret that Fang Wulian has a good family life. His brother is the helm of the future of the house. Therefore, many people are afraid to speak with them.

Fang Wulian, who was called a room without a face, was wiped the blood of his mouth at the moment. He patted Shan Kui’s shoulder and said, “It’s hard.”

Shan Kui looked awkward.

"What is your expression? Isn't it a set of armor? Go back and give you a set. Go, let's go back now," Fang Wulian said.

"Go back now?"

Shan Kui couldn't help but sigh: "But we haven't got anything yet, and the third floor hasn't been there yet."

"It’s all like this, don’t go back, don’t you wait for someone else to fight?”

Fang Wulian waved his hand and said: "I don't go to the third floor. According to my character, I don't want to see who is not pleasing to the eye. At the moment, the young master can't beat anyone. Go back to the holy mountain city. I called a few girls, went to the drunk building to drink wine, and went to work."

There was a buzz in the city.

The owner of the drunken house is even more mad at the beard, the little rabbit, and what does the old man think of?