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The seemingly innocuous old woman stood there, but it made Ye Hao no one dared to move.
"I don't believe in this evil anymore. Regardless of whether she is innate or not, as long as she is from the underworld, first ask the Yang family gun in my hand to let her live!" Yang Yanhua's temper is quite big.
He directly rushed up with the spear in his hand, and there was a breath of air above the spear, as if he saw a dragon.
"Although the Yang family spear is powerful. But you haven't learned the essence. Let the older generation of your family come to me and make gestures." Meng Po squinted.
The red paper fan in her hand was closed, and the umbrella head was placed on the gun head.
Yang Yanhua, who was originally like a wild horse without the rein, took a halt and stayed there.
"No, save people!" Nangong Zhanbo took the lead, followed by Ye Hao and Duan Yuncheng. Murong Feng and Murong Yunhai looked at each other and followed.
Ye Erye fell to the back because of his legs and feet.
"Yang Yanhua, hurry up!" Nangong Zhanbo who rushed to Yang Yanhua yelled, and then the soft sword in his hand stabbed Meng Po.
Ye Hao concentrated all his strength on his fist, followed closely behind.
"So many people bully me, an old lady, don't you feel ashamed." Po Meng said with a sigh.
Suddenly the red paper fan opened.
Nangong Zhanbo's soft sword and Ye Hao's fist almost touched the red paper on the wooden umbrella back and forth.
It looked like a thin layer of red paper, but it blocked the attacks of Ye Hao and Nangong Zhanbo.
bump
An explosion sounded from her ears, and the spear in Yang Yanhua's hand burst open. She spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out, and was caught by Duan Yuncheng who came later.
The impact of the explosion and the sawdust all shot at Ye Hao and Nangong Zhanbo's bodies, marking a lot of blood.
Bang
This was the sound of metal breaking, and Nangong Zhanbo stepped back several steps, leaving only the remaining half of the soft sword in his hand.
But at this moment, only Ye Hao was left in front of the red oil paper umbrella, blood stains appeared on the fist, and the blood dripped on the red paper fan.
"I don't know how long you can last." Po Meng's voice came from behind the red paper fan.
Ye Hao gritted his teeth, he felt that what his fist was touching was not an umbrella, but a copper wall.
At the same time, in the copper wall and iron wall, there are constantly invisible forces impacting his fist.
"drop!"
Ye Hao retreated suddenly, and his eyes flashed sharply.
Po Meng raised her head, and she saw a small knife flying down like a pendant in the sky tens of meters.
呯呯呯呯
After a burst of crashing sound, Po Meng stood there intact with the red paper umbrella, and 72 soul chasing blades fell on the sand nearby.
"kill!"
Murong Feng and Murong Yunhai rushed up at this time.
This time, Po Meng did not have an umbrella in her hand, but raised her hand and gently brushed it over Murong Peak and Murong Yunhai's fists like waves.
Murong Feng and Murong Yunhai vomited blood, and then they flew upside down, rolling several times on the sand.
"How about Yang Yanhua?" Nangong Zhanbo sullenly, looking at Duan Yuncheng who is supporting Yang Yanhua.
Duan Yuncheng whispered: "She's all right, but she passed out due to internal injuries."
"Ahem... We... We also suffered some internal injuries." Murong Feng got up, clutching his chest in pain.
Murong Yunhai shook his body, looking confused.
"It seems that I was wrong. Among the people who ambushed the dragon group's two refining realms before, there was also this Meng Po, whose face is just a foil. With her and the ten kings, it is no wonder that the sword team will be Mission destroyed."
"The people in the underworld are spending their money this time."
Ye Hao took a deep breath, and the wound on his arm began to heal again, but at the same time, a bloodthirsty sensation began to flow in his heart.
But all this was not as surprising as the old woman in front of her.
Is this inherently powerful?
Only one person can face the five refining realms before and after attacks with ease.
Coupled with the weird red paper fan, they didn't even have a chance to get close.
Wang Zihao and the others behind Po Meng were also happy, as long as there was this strong man, they would be stable.
Don't look at the dragon group and the people of various families who are still fighting with the ghost face card tutor.
But the final decision is still in the duel of top strength.
"Master Meng Po. Half an hour has passed, I think we should pack them up quickly." Wang Zihao approached Po Meng and suggested.
At the same time, his eyes stared at Ye Hao, the killing intent in his eyes could no longer be obvious.
"They handed it over to you." Po Meng suddenly turned around.
Wang Zihao and the others were taken aback, why Po Meng didn't want to interfere in their affairs.
"Master Meng Po. The other party has more Qi refining stages than us..." Jiang Yue said softly.
"Is that person over there to you?" Po Meng raised her head and cast her eyes into the darkness.
Several people are puzzled.
Suddenly, several fireballs with big heads flew over.
The red paper fan in Po Meng's hand was thrown out, and the flying fireball hit the red paper fan, sparks splashed, but it did not hurt the red paper fan.
After wandering around, the red paper fan returned to Po Meng's hands.
"Since all are here, don't hide your head and show your tail." Po Meng said in a deep voice.
Someone?
Everyone was taken aback and looked into the dark night.
"I'm so old, I'm not staying at home. It's not good to come out to bully the younger generation." A figure in a black suit appeared on the side of the small slope, step by step out of the darkness.
During this period, a carder was holding a dagger and preparing to attack, but his throat was held by the man in the suit.
A beam of flames emerged from the man's hand, burning the body of the card disciple, and the card disciple suddenly became a fire man, until the screams of the card disciple slowly subsided.
A black corpse was thrown on the ground.
The man in a suit took a handkerchief from his chest pocket and wiped his hand.
"Supernatural person? You are from the China Special Operations Group." Po Meng looked at the man in suit with interest.
The man in the suit did not answer, took a cigarette out of his pocket and dropped it in his mouth.
There was a snap of his right **** and thumb, and a flame emerged from the thumb.
The flame lit the cigarette.
The man in a suit took a deep breath and exhaled a smoke ring.
He looked at Ye Hao in the crowd: "Meet again."
"Team leader!" Xue Shitou in the battle exclaimed when he saw this.
"The leader is here!" Tian Su didn't expect the person in front of him to come.
"Who is he?" Duan Yuncheng muttered in doubt.
Ye Hao and Nangong Zhanbo glanced at each other, and the other seemed to know this person.
"The leader of the Huaxia Ability Team, Dongfang Ze." Ye Hao looked at the man in the suit. He didn't expect this person to appear here.
"One of China's strongest abilities, C-level abilities! It is equivalent to the strength of an innate warrior." Nangong Zhanbo seemed to know more than Ye Hao, and the expression in Dongfang Ze's eyes was a little subtle.
C-level ability.
This surprised Ye Hao a bit. This person who seemed to be about the same age as Nangong Zhanbo turned out to be a C-level supernatural power.
"That means we have a turnaround?" Duan Yuncheng muttered excitedly.
"Not necessarily. There are too many variables in the battle between the supernaturalist and the warrior. Although the strength is similar, who is weak and who is strong will only be known after hands-on." Nangong Zhanbo's voice just fell. Po Meng even put away the red paper fan and rushed out first. This was the first active attack since she appeared.
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The seemingly innocuous old woman stood there, but it made Ye Hao no one dared to move.
"I don't believe in this evil anymore. Regardless of whether she is innate or not, as long as she is from the underworld, first ask the Yang family gun in my hand to let her live!" Yang Yanhua's temper is quite big.
He directly rushed up with the spear in his hand, and there was a breath of air above the spear, as if he saw a dragon.
"Although the Yang family spear is powerful. But you haven't learned the essence. Let the older generation of your family come to me and make gestures." Meng Po squinted.
The red paper fan in her hand was closed, and the umbrella head was placed on the gun head.
Yang Yanhua, who was originally like a wild horse without the rein, took a halt and stayed there.
"No, save people!" Nangong Zhanbo took the lead, followed by Ye Hao and Duan Yuncheng. Murong Feng and Murong Yunhai looked at each other and followed.
Ye Erye fell to the back because of his legs and feet.
"Yang Yanhua, hurry up!" Nangong Zhanbo who rushed to Yang Yanhua yelled, and then the soft sword in his hand stabbed Meng Po.
Ye Hao concentrated all his strength on his fist, followed closely behind.
"So many people bully me, an old lady, don't you feel ashamed." Po Meng said with a sigh.
Suddenly the red paper fan opened.
Nangong Zhanbo's soft sword and Ye Hao's fist almost touched the red paper on the wooden umbrella back and forth.
It looked like a thin layer of red paper, but it blocked the attacks of Ye Hao and Nangong Zhanbo.
bump
An explosion sounded from her ears, and the spear in Yang Yanhua's hand burst open. She spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out, and was caught by Duan Yuncheng who came later.
The impact of the explosion and the sawdust all shot at Ye Hao and Nangong Zhanbo's bodies, marking a lot of blood.
Bang
This was the sound of metal breaking, and Nangong Zhanbo stepped back several steps, leaving only the remaining half of the soft sword in his hand.
But at this moment, only Ye Hao was left in front of the red oil paper umbrella, blood stains appeared on the fist, and the blood dripped on the red paper fan.
"I don't know how long you can last." Po Meng's voice came from behind the red paper fan.
Ye Hao gritted his teeth, he felt that what his fist was touching was not an umbrella, but a copper wall.
At the same time, in the copper wall and iron wall, there are constantly invisible forces impacting his fist.
"drop!"
Ye Hao retreated suddenly, and his eyes flashed sharply.
Po Meng raised her head, and she saw a small knife flying down like a pendant in the sky tens of meters.
呯呯呯呯
After a burst of crashing sound, Po Meng stood there intact with the red paper umbrella, and 72 soul chasing blades fell on the sand nearby.
"kill!"
Murong Feng and Murong Yunhai rushed up at this time.
This time, Po Meng did not have an umbrella in her hand, but raised her hand and gently brushed it over Murong Peak and Murong Yunhai's fists like waves.
Murong Feng and Murong Yunhai vomited blood, and then they flew upside down, rolling several times on the sand.
"How about Yang Yanhua?" Nangong Zhanbo sullenly, looking at Duan Yuncheng who is supporting Yang Yanhua.
Duan Yuncheng whispered: "She's all right, but she passed out due to internal injuries."
"Ahem... We... We also suffered some internal injuries." Murong Feng got up, clutching his chest in pain.
Murong Yunhai shook his body, looking confused.
"It seems that I was wrong. Among the people who ambushed the dragon group's two refining realms before, there was also this Meng Po, whose face is just a foil. With her and the ten kings, it is no wonder that the sword team will be Mission destroyed."
"The people in the underworld are spending their money this time."
Ye Hao took a deep breath, and the wound on his arm began to heal again, but at the same time, a bloodthirsty sensation began to flow in his heart.
But all this was not as surprising as the old woman in front of her.
Is this inherently powerful?
Only one person can face the five refining realms before and after attacks with ease.
Coupled with the weird red paper fan, they didn't even have a chance to get close.
Wang Zihao and the others behind Po Meng were also happy, as long as there was this strong man, they would be stable.
Don't look at the dragon group and the people of various families who are still fighting with the ghost face card tutor.
But the final decision is still in the duel of top strength.
"Master Meng Po. Half an hour has passed, I think we should pack them up quickly." Wang Zihao approached Po Meng and suggested.
At the same time, his eyes stared at Ye Hao, the killing intent in his eyes could no longer be obvious.
"They handed it over to you." Po Meng suddenly turned around.
Wang Zihao and the others were taken aback, why Po Meng didn't want to interfere in their affairs.
"Master Meng Po. The other party has more Qi refining stages than us..." Jiang Yue said softly.
"Is that person over there to you?" Po Meng raised her head and cast her eyes into the darkness.
Several people are puzzled.
Suddenly, several fireballs with big heads flew over.
The red paper fan in Po Meng's hand was thrown out, and the flying fireball hit the red paper fan, sparks splashed, but it did not hurt the red paper fan.
After wandering around, the red paper fan returned to Po Meng's hands.
"Since all are here, don't hide your head and show your tail." Po Meng said in a deep voice.
Someone?
Everyone was taken aback and looked into the dark night.
"I'm so old, I'm not staying at home. It's not good to come out to bully the younger generation." A figure in a black suit appeared on the side of the small slope, step by step out of the darkness.
During this period, a carder was holding a dagger and preparing to attack, but his throat was held by the man in the suit.
A beam of flames emerged from the man's hand, burning the body of the card disciple, and the card disciple suddenly became a fire man, until the screams of the card disciple slowly subsided.
A black corpse was thrown on the ground.
The man in a suit took a handkerchief from his chest pocket and wiped his hand.
"Supernatural person? You are from the China Special Operations Group." Po Meng looked at the man in suit with interest.
The man in the suit did not answer, took a cigarette out of his pocket and dropped it in his mouth.
There was a snap of his right **** and thumb, and a flame emerged from the thumb.
The flame lit the cigarette.
The man in a suit took a deep breath and exhaled a smoke ring.
He looked at Ye Hao in the crowd: "Meet again."
"Team leader!" Xue Shitou in the battle exclaimed when he saw this.
"The leader is here!" Tian Su didn't expect the person in front of him to come.
"Who is he?" Duan Yuncheng muttered in doubt.
Ye Hao and Nangong Zhanbo glanced at each other, and the other seemed to know this person.
"The leader of the Huaxia Ability Team, Dongfang Ze." Ye Hao looked at the man in the suit. He didn't expect this person to appear here.
"One of China's strongest abilities, C-level abilities! It is equivalent to the strength of an innate warrior." Nangong Zhanbo seemed to know more than Ye Hao, and the expression in Dongfang Ze's eyes was a little subtle.
C-level ability.
This surprised Ye Hao a bit. This person who seemed to be about the same age as Nangong Zhanbo turned out to be a C-level supernatural power.
"That means we have a turnaround?" Duan Yuncheng muttered excitedly.
"Not necessarily. There are too many variables in the battle between the supernaturalist and the warrior. Although the strength is similar, who is weak and who is strong will only be known after hands-on." Nangong Zhanbo's voice just fell. Po Meng even put away the red paper fan and rushed out first. This was the first active attack since she appeared.
The seemingly innocuous old woman stood there, but it made Ye Hao no one dared to move."I don't believe in this evil anymore. Regardless of whether she is innate or not, as long as she is from the underworld, first ask the Yang family gun in my hand to let her live!" Yang Yanhua's temper is quite big.He directly rushed up with the spear in his hand, and there was a breath of air above the spear, as if he saw a dragon."Although the Yang family spear is powerful. But you haven't learned the essence. Let the older generation of your family come to me and make gestures." Meng Po squinted.The red paper fan in her hand was closed, and the umbrella head was placed on the gun head.Yang Yanhua, who was originally like a wild horse without the rein, took a halt and stayed there."No, save people!" Nangong Zhanbo took the lead, followed by Ye Hao and Duan Yuncheng. Murong Feng and Murong Yunhai looked at each other and followed.Ye Erye fell to the back because of his legs and feet."Yang Yanhua, hurry up!" Nangong Zhanbo who rushed to Yang Yanhua yelled, and then the soft sword in his hand stabbed Meng Po.Ye Hao concentrated all his strength on his fist, followed closely behind."So many people bully me, an old lady, don't you feel ashamed." Po Meng said with a sigh.Suddenly the red paper fan opened.Nangong Zhanbo's soft sword and Ye Hao's fist almost touched the red paper on the wooden umbrella back and forth.It looked like a thin layer of red paper, but it blocked the attacks of Ye Hao and Nangong Zhanbo.bumpAn explosion sounded from her ears, and the spear in Yang Yanhua's hand burst open. She spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out, and was caught by Duan Yuncheng who came later.The impact of the explosion and the sawdust all shot at Ye Hao and Nangong Zhanbo's bodies, marking a lot of blood.BangThis was the sound of metal breaking, and Nangong Zhanbo stepped back several steps, leaving only the remaining half of the soft sword in his hand.But at this moment, only Ye Hao was left in front of the red oil paper umbrella, blood stains appeared on the fist, and the blood dripped on the red paper fan."I don't know how long you can last." Po Meng's voice came from behind the red paper fan.Ye Hao gritted his teeth, he felt that what his fist was touching was not an umbrella, but a copper wall.At the same time, in the copper wall and iron wall, there are constantly invisible forces impacting his fist."drop!"Ye Hao retreated suddenly, and his eyes flashed sharply.Po Meng raised her head, and she saw a small knife flying down like a pendant in the sky tens of meters.After a burst of crashing sound, Po Meng stood there intact with the red paper umbrella, and 72 soul chasing blades fell on the sand nearby."kill!"Murong Feng and Murong Yunhai rushed up at this time.This time, Po Meng did not have an umbrella in her hand, but raised her hand and gently brushed it over Murong Peak and Murong Yunhai's fists like waves.Murong Feng and Murong Yunhai vomited blood, and then they flew upside down, rolling several times on the sand."How about Yang Yanhua?" Nangong Zhanbo sullenly, looking at Duan Yuncheng who is supporting Yang Yanhua.Duan Yuncheng whispered: "She's all right, but she passed out due to internal injuries.""Ahem... We... We also suffered some internal injuries." Murong Feng got up, clutching his chest in pain.Murong Yunhai shook his body, looking confused."It seems that I was wrong. Among the people who ambushed the dragon group's two refining realms before, there was also this Meng Po, whose face is just a foil. With her and the ten kings, it is no wonder that the sword team will be Mission destroyed.""The people in the underworld are spending their money this time."Ye Hao took a deep breath, and the wound on his arm began to heal again, but at the same time, a bloodthirsty sensation began to flow in his heart.But all this was not as surprising as the old woman in front of her.Is this inherently powerful?Only one person can face the five refining realms before and after attacks with ease.Coupled with the weird red paper fan, they didn't even have a chance to get close.Wang Zihao and the others behind Po Meng were also happy, as long as there was this strong man, they would be stable.Don't look at the dragon group and the people of various families who are still fighting with the ghost face card tutor.But the final decision is still in the duel of top strength."Master Meng Po. Half an hour has passed, I think we should pack them up quickly." Wang Zihao approached Po Meng and suggested.At the same time, his eyes stared at Ye Hao, the killing intent in his eyes could no longer be obvious."They handed it over to you." Po Meng suddenly turned around.Wang Zihao and the others were taken aback, why Po Meng didn't want to interfere in their affairs."Master Meng Po. The other party has more Qi refining stages than us..." Jiang Yue said softly."Is that person over there to you?" Po Meng raised her head and cast her eyes into the darkness.Several people are puzzled.Suddenly, several fireballs with big heads flew over.The red paper fan in Po Meng's hand was thrown out, and the flying fireball hit the red paper fan, sparks splashed, but it did not hurt the red paper fan.After wandering around, the red paper fan returned to Po Meng's hands."Since all are here, don't hide your head and show your tail." Po Meng said in a deep voice.Someone?Everyone was taken aback and looked into the dark night."I'm so old, I'm not staying at home. It's not good to come out to bully the younger generation." A figure in a black suit appeared on the side of the small slope, step by step out of the darkness.During this period, a carder was holding a dagger and preparing to attack, but his throat was held by the man in the suit.A beam of flames emerged from the man's hand, burning the body of the card disciple, and the card disciple suddenly became a fire man, until the screams of the card disciple slowly subsided.A black corpse was thrown on the ground.The man in a suit took a handkerchief from his chest pocket and wiped his hand."Supernatural person? You are from the China Special Operations Group." Po Meng looked at the man in suit with interest.The man in the suit did not answer, took a cigarette out of his pocket and dropped it in his mouth.There was a snap of his right **** and thumb, and a flame emerged from the thumb.The flame lit the cigarette.The man in a suit took a deep breath and exhaled a smoke ring.He looked at Ye Hao in the crowd: "Meet again.""Team leader!" Xue Shitou in the battle exclaimed when he saw this."The leader is here!" Tian Su didn't expect the person in front of him to come."Who is he?" Duan Yuncheng muttered in doubt.Ye Hao and Nangong Zhanbo glanced at each other, and the other seemed to know this person."The leader of the Huaxia Ability Team, Dongfang Ze." Ye Hao looked at the man in the suit. He didn't expect this person to appear here."One of China's strongest abilities, C-level abilities! It is equivalent to the strength of an innate warrior." Nangong Zhanbo seemed to know more than Ye Hao, and the expression in Dongfang Ze's eyes was a little subtle.C-level ability.This surprised Ye Hao a bit. This person who seemed to be about the same age as Nangong Zhanbo turned out to be a C-level supernatural power."That means we have a turnaround?" Duan Yuncheng muttered excitedly."Not necessarily. There are too many variables in the battle between the supernaturalist and the warrior. Although the strength is similar, who is weak and who is strong will only be known after hands-on." Nangong Zhanbo's voice just fell. Po Meng even put away the red paper fan and rushed out first. This was the first active attack since she appeared.
