"Senior Brother Beisansan!"

Seeing that in the midst of the crisis, there were still three and three people in the north rushing out, and those loyal people in the Feilong Temple immediately wept bitterly, and hope faintly rose in their hearts.

Seeing that the sword of Wind Feather was extraordinary, Xiao Congee and the Hidden Blood Crocodile didn't say a word, and both shots.

The crocodile demon's eyes floated a pair of yin and yang fish, slowly spinning, and the small porridge jumped high with the help of his strength, and took advantage of the fact that the Beisansan sword trick was not completely launched, and directly punched his sword-holding hand!

Boom!

The divine sword came out of his hand and fell to the ground, the tip of the sword went deep into the soil, leaving only the hilt of the sword outside, Xiao Zhengtai retreated seven or eight steps in a row, and the tiger's mouth was bleeding!

He is only a mere seventh-layer condensation qi, even if he has the inheritance of the main vein of the Flying Dragon Temple, and has been personally instructed by the master of the view, he is only an eight or nine-year-old boy.

Since Xiao Congee Congee can build a foundation with one punch and half a step, he can naturally easily submit Bei Sansan!

Compared with Gao Xuan's broken bones, it is obvious that in the children's place, the little porridge still has some hands!

"Blame brother!"

Only then did I see that the man who jumped out from behind Zhen Xiao was the strange junior brother who arrived a month ago, and Bei Sansan's expression was indescribably terrifying, and his whole body trembled so much that he couldn't stop.

In addition to the blame Zimo, the strange brother in front of him is the first person to admire since the birth of the North Sansanda, and his simple but domineering style collapses the mountain, which makes people envy and worship.

Although the previous negotiations on slaughtering beasts failed, this did not prevent Beisansan from seeing him as a man among men, a strong man among the strong.

However, today he stood on the opposite side of himself expressionlessly, and Beisansan understood.

The reason why he refused to help the Flying Dragon disciple calm down the beast chaos was because he was already with Zhen Xiaoxiao and the crocodile demon...... A bunch of drops!

"Liar! Rogue! Knave! ”

Bei Sansan's expression was hurt, he spat desperately, and then looked at Zhen Xiaoxiao's side, and Tang Liang and Du Ruofei, who were very optimistic about him, were still standing!

Suddenly the corners of his eyes were bleeding, and his teeth were rattling with anger!

"Yay! Tang Liang, you traitor! ”

"I ...... The little life is precious, and the one who knows the times is Junjie, Senior Brother Bei! Being pointed at by Bei Sansan was sweating, Tang Liang spread his hands aggrievedly.

"And you, Du Ruofei! Didn't you grow up in the view? How could they do such a rebellious thing? "Chest burst!

"Little Novel...... Let me advise her, so that she can do it lightly. I'm me, I'm saving people. Somewhat weak-hearted, Du Ruofei looked up at the sky.

Your sister's!

Well said! Are you persuading?!

"Good, good! You all have a reason! ”

was completely devastated, and Bei Sansan laughed maniacally.

"My Flying Dragon View is miserable enough, but you bad guys take advantage of the danger of others and fall into the well! Only evil methods, only demon cultivation, can control so many spirit beasts! ”

"Although my Flying Dragon Sect is defeated now, it is also a third-level sect recorded under the name of Tianhai Valley, and it is subject to the general rules of the Spirit Gate, and all the spirit beasts that have stepped into my Flying Dragon Land Realm without permission are the private property of my sect." Bei Sansan's fingers were really small, and every word was like crying blood: "It's really small, in the future, you will use evil methods to incite our sect's spirit beasts to rebel and destroy the Black Tower, and the fact that you will be exposed to the Tianhai Valley of the Shangzong...... No! Punished by the Elders of the Spirit Gate! ”

Am I a privateer?

I swallow the tower?

Bah!

"Bei Sansan, you have to talk over your brain, you have done your own sins, haven't you forgotten it!"

Zhen Xiaoxiao quickly pulled out a piece of yellow paper from his sleeve, the black characters on the paper were dense, and the two red slap prints, one large and one small, were extremely distinct!