Chapter 797: 1 finger

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The barbarian slaps to the wild tiger's buttocks, and the purple brows wrinkle, and there is no word to stop it. Of course, this does not mean that it does not stop the barbarians, but does not stop the barbarians.

Because of this blow, the wild tiger is going to fight back.

Sure enough, the barbarian has not yet fallen, the tiger has already reacted. He turned like a lightning bolt, and a pair of icy tigers stared at the Muzu barbarians. The huge tiger claws had already been photographed first.

"Peng."

This shot was shot directly on the head of the barbarian. A huge force was raging, and the body of the barbarian first trembled, then flew out obliquely.

After flying out seven or eight meters, the head of the barbarian suddenly exploded, white splashes everywhere, and some splashed on the altar.

A five-level warrior was killed by a savage tiger. When everyone was shocked by the powerful strength of the tiger, they also knew that this person and a beast had completely offended the Muzu, and I am afraid that life will soon be embarrassing.

Sure enough, in the next moment, a group of people of Muzu arrived.

The purple cicada and the wild tiger have been half surrounded, and all the wooden people are staring intently with the indifference, with undisguised killing in their eyes.

The leader of the wooden family came forward. He was still sitting on the back of the savage wolf and pointed to the body not far away. He said: "We are just kind enough to talk to you about buying and selling. If you don't want to say it, why do you want to kill? Young. People, this matter, should you give a statement?"

It seems that the words are understated, and the anger of the leader of the solid wood family has already burned. It is a five-level warrior. I wanted to deliberately find trouble and irritate the other side. They are so good that they can get up, and this can be done with a slap.

Zi Yan looked at a group of barbarians, and his eyes sneered again and again. It looked like this kind of trick. Zi Yan had seen it many years ago. He was played by people. He knew that the other person was coming to find trouble, and Zi Yan would not shrink back without reason. He laughed. One voice, said: "Then I will pay for it."

"The life of a five-level warrior, I don't know what the little guys are paying for." The wooden leader asked.

In the meantime, the foreigner named Mo Shen was staring at the purple sable, with a look on the face.

"My wild tiger is a six-level wild beast. Just now you offered a hundred drops of five-level blood. In my opinion, how the six-level wild beast is more valuable than the five-level fighter, but look at your dead person. I will not care about the drop of two drops of blood, one hundred drops, I lose one hundred drops of five-level blood." Zi Yan said.

The words of the purple scorpion are obviously the ones who cut the belt and deliberately buryed the people of the Muzu. After hearing the news, the fires in the hearts of the wooden people around them were more intense.

"Young people, it seems that you have no acknowledgment of the ah." The leader of the Muzu became gloomy. After a while, he said, "This way, I am not difficult for you. I don't want a hundred drops of five blood, but I don't want it, but After all, we are dead, this can't be justified. Considering that you still have a tribe, I am also a bit more generous, and we will pay this tiger to us. This will be done."

Zi Yan chuckled: "Oh, it really is generous, it is not me who kills anyway, it is a pretty tiger. If it wants it, you can take it with you at any time."

After the hibiscus finished, it was a two-step retreat. Obviously, it was not intended to take care of the matter again. After the savage tiger heard it, it opened the **** mouth and suddenly made a scream.

In this tiger's howling, there are still six majestys of the beasts. These four or five levels of wolves are heard, but they are soft on both legs and fall to the ground.

More than twenty pretty wolves have fallen more than half now, and the barbarians on the top are falling into the ground.

Although the five-level peak of the wolf did not fall, but the body was also shaking, the wooden leader rushed to the purple cicada: "You are looking for death."

The sable is still sneer, and the tiger continues to scream.

After the second tiger cub, many pretty wolves fell and were terrified.

"Enough, let the animal shut up." The wooden leader sipped.

Other barbarians are extremely embarrassed, but they dare not attack the wild tiger. They used to watch the scene of a dead companion. They are still vivid.

The tiger's mouth is big, and the third tiger is about to come out, but at this time, a terrorist pressure falls on the tiger.

Under this pressure, the tigers that have just been issued by the tiger have been smashed back, the pressure comes from outsiders, the tigers see each other, there is obvious fear in the eyes, and then subconsciously retreat. After a few steps, retreat to the side of the purple.

The eyes of the outsiders sneaked on the savage tiger, and the pressure on the whole body did not weaken. He smiled and said: "Call, continue to call."

In the face of this pressure, the tiger is more fearful in the eyes, but the purple eyes have no feeling at all, indifferently watching the outsiders.

"Hey, give me a kneel down." The sneer of the outsiders began to spread, and then a cold drink.

Seeing that the tiger is going to hold on, the front leg has begun to bend, and the purple scorpion suddenly makes a cold, step forward.

"boom."

His golden light flashed around his body, and his body was turbulent. The earth began to tremble in one step. Under the surging force, the pressure of the outsiders was instantly shaken back.

The pressure was withdrawn, and the sullen eyes fell on the purple scorpion again, and there was a touch of accident on his face.

Zi Yan looked at Mo Shen, faintly asked: "What do you want."

Mo Shen smiled and looked up at Zi Yan and said: "Little guy, not what I want, but your mount kills people, what do you want."

The face of Zi Yan is somewhat iron blue. It seems that he is the victim. He was previously stunned by the blood of the beast. Now he has run into deliberate trouble, but the other person is posing a loss.

Zi Yan looked at other Mu people and said: "What do you want?"

The Muzu barbarians have already got up during this period. Many people still have dust on them. One is the wooden man who is cold and cold: "Either leave this mount or lose a life, or else you will not say that you are not good in the future. It’s that your people will definitely have a hard time."

The purple eyes are getting colder: "So, you are threatening me."

"Yes, we are threatening you, not only threatening you, but also threatening your people." Mu people are somewhat guilty.

There was a smile on the face of Zi Yan: "Do you know how I usually deal with people who threaten me?"

"How to deal with it." This barbarian asked subconsciously.

The smile on the face of Zi Yan suddenly put away, indifferent: "Hit."

With the words falling, the sable has turned into a golden light, and almost a step, he went to the barbarian and then punched.

"Peng."

The barbarian was hit by the chin, and the whole body flew out under a punch, and the four-level wolver beside him was also kicked by the purple cicada.

The purple cicada shot out of the electric light, and after a hit, it flashed to the second person, and then the same method, the barbarian even with the mounts and the wolf, were far away from the purple.

This time, because of the strength of the road, one person and one beast flew out dozens of meters, almost in an open-air booth.

After killing two people and two beasts, other savage talents reacted. After making a big drink, they also attacked the purple sable.

In the face of numerous attacks, as long as it is not a fatal position, Zi Yan does not dodge at all. He is not a punch or a foot, or a shot to fly a barbarian, or a flying a wolf.

The sound of the fluffy sounds constantly, and the extremely powerful barbarian is usually in front of the purple, but it is so vulnerable.

There are also some smashing arm bones that are directly hit by a sable kick when they are hard-hitting with the sable fist.

Before the perfect body, these five-level fighters were simply unable to withstand a blow, and they were shot by the purple scorpion.

At the time of Ziyan’s hands, the tiger was watching the drama and did not speak loyalty.

"Stop." Just when the wooden leader shouted these two words, Zixiao had already collapsed half of the Mu and the wolf.

In the distance, everyone else was shocked, and I never thought that this barbaric man with a pretty tiger was so terrible.

The purple scorpion took back his fist and flew a savage savage savage wolf. Then he looked at the wooden leader and asked: "What do you think about this?"

The leader of the wooden tribe was discouraged when he heard the nose. When he was ready to teach the other, Mo Shen finally spoke.

He used to smile all the time. After seeing the wooden mortal man flying backwards, his face did not change much.

He walked toward the purple sable, and his curiosity was thicker: "It's an interesting little guy, but stop here."

Then, Mo Shen stretched out a finger and smiled at the purple sable: "Do you know what this means?"

"You have to dig your nostrils."

Zi Yan’s answer made Mo Shen feel a kind of suffocating feeling, and in the distance, there were quite a few barbarians who almost laughed out loudly. I thought that this was too strange, and I could guess that I would dig my nostrils.

Being teased by this barbarian, Mo Shen’s face was obviously unpleasant. He said coldly: “It’s a trick, no, it’s not a trick, it’s one finger, one finger, I can solve you.”

"Yes, then I have to see it." Zi Yan looked at the other person's finger and said: "But if you can't solve me, then today's thing will be done."

Being stupid by the stupid barbarian, Mo Shen is even more unhappy, but out of self-confidence ~www.readwn.com~ He chills: "Good, but you can rest assured that I will be able to destroy you."

"That's good, everyone can testify for me. If you can't destroy me, you can't do anything today." Zi Yan raised his voice, but apparently he couldn't get any response.

And Mo Shen is also really angry, he directly said: "Enough, you stupid and savage, die."

As soon as the voice fell, the power in Mo Shen Dan Tian was a frantic surging, and then the powerful force gathered toward the finger. The next moment, his fingers stretched out and shone.

Originally, Zi Yan thought that the other party must have special instructions, just like his thunder fingers or phalanges, but looking at each other at the moment, it is completely instilling Yuan Li in the fingers, pure attack.

Such a move is really a small look at the purple sable, a small look at the perfect body of the purple sable, purple sneer in the heart, the next moment has a decision.

After that, the purple scorpion clenched the fist, and the fusion sorcerer evolved in the heart, and then punched.

The golden fist light hits the other side directly, and between the violent force touches, the fingers of Mo Shen begin to bend.