The contrast in the size of the body is ridiculous, and Mo Yeqing's real body is like a small mountain, but it was torn apart by the hard pliers on one side of the little Gan Ping, and the only remaining pliers of Mo Yeqing stuck Gan Ping in the center and slammed towards the ground frantically. Although Gan Ping's physical strength is stronger than Mo Yeqinglai's, the difference in body size is too big. This Mo Yeqing also committed a brute under the pain, stuck Gan Ping's waist tightly, and slapped him to the ground violently like beating a rag doll, making an earth-shattering sound.

Another scream sounded, and Gan Ping's dusty hair flew into the air, looking at Mo Yeqing who was howling endlessly with a look of annoyance. Under his carelessness, he was caught by this ink night celebration like this, and he lost his face. Seeing that Mo Yeqing was suffering and wailing, Gan Ping leaned down again, swept past the tall body, and slammed one of his scorpion legs with his right palm.

Like a flying wind blade, every time Gan Ping swept over Mo Yeqing's body, it would bring unforgettable damage to his huge body, and in a few breaths, Mo Yeqing's six scorpion legs and scorpion tail were all twisted by Gan Ping, and the stump limbs were scattered all over the ground, and Gan Ping's body was also full of dark green blood.

Namo Yeqing twisted his crippled body and looked at Gan Ping in mid-air like a killing god in horror, and at this moment he finally felt fear. At this moment, Gan Ping is like a murderous puppet, his eyes are cold and not like a living person, and the meaning of cruelty and fanaticism is overflowing. This battle with a huge difference in strength finally inspired the murderous deeds of Xuan Mingzi and Huolong buried in the depths of Gan Ping's soul, heaven and earth are the furnace and all things are dogs, and there is no one in the world who cannot be killed!

The killing machine was cold, floating in the whistling wind, and the blood-covered Mo Ye Qingdeng, a spirit, took a big mouth, and the strange cloth banner from the sky erupted from the air, and on the cloth flag, there was a blood-red bead, the light was strange, and it hit Gan Ping's chest. At this moment, this Mo Yeqing finally thought of escaping, and the difference in strength between the two was too great.

Although Mo Yeqing's cultivation and physical body have reached the high level of Jindan, his control and perception of power are still at the previous level, if he can calm down and comprehend for decades, he will definitely be able to fully control this body, but he is already extremely arrogant, and he was kicked out of the door by the head of the family, how can he have this kung fu?

Escape, it's now, right away! Mo Yeqing didn't have time to feel sorry for his life-saving magic weapon, and with the help of the still bleeding remnant, he waved the big pincers that were left on the only side, and recited the magic trick. Gan Ping saw that he had the intention of escaping, and at that moment the mountain sword was already in his hand, and he slashed towards the cloth banner with a loud roar. The trapped beast is still fighting, since this Mo Yeqing has taken out this strange magic weapon to save his life, there must be something extraordinary, be careful with his own drugs, don't overturn the boat in the gutter.

The cloth banner is really miraculous, under the urging of Mo Yeqing's spell, it turned into a height of dozens of zhang, and in an instant it changed from one to two, from two to four, and in an instant, it conjured up eighty-eight sixty-four cloth flags, surrounding Gan Ping. And the blood-red orb on the cloth banner sprinkled a large area of red light when it landed, and the place where Gan Ping was located turned into a sea of blood. The sea of blood is surging, the fishy wind is overflowing, as if it is real, bursts of enchanting power come, and countless rare treasures appear out of thin air in front of Gan Ping's eyes, and countless stunning beauties wander endlessly in it, and their clothes are as thin as cicada wings.

And after Namo Yeqing launched this formation of methods, Deng Shiqiang supported himself and turned into a blood light and went straight to Shuofeng City. This set of blood sea flags can't trap this kid for long, and Mo Yeqing, who had already cast this cloth banner on Gan Ping before, knew in his heart that it was effective for Gan Ping, just to stop this kid and let him escape as soon as possible. Forgetting to glance at Gan Ping, who was trapped in that formation, Mo Yeqing swore viciously in his heart that he would one day cut off this kid's head.

Turning into a bloody light, Mo Yeqing rushed straight to the Xihou Mansion of that town, even if he was seriously injured, he still did not forget the barbarian girl Nannan, this barbarian girl had already become his forbidden in his heart. There was already a river of blood in the Xihou Mansion of that town, and poor Wang Zixiao thought that this rebellion was extremely secretive, but he didn't know that many of his actions were seen by others. Without Li Xingye's sitting, Li Sanfu had already mobilized the sergeants to secretly enter the city, but because he wanted to set up a banquet to entertain Gan Ping, he couldn't take the initiative to attack, but he didn't expect this Wang Zixiao to rush to the door.

Yao Sansheng severely injured the barbarian Nan Nan and poisoned all the crossbowmen, and the outcome of this battle has been decided. When Mo Yeqing returned, the prince Xiao was standing behind the door with Nan Nan's delicate body and looking at the fierce battle in the field, a pair of strange hands walked around the wonderful body of this barbarian girl, and Nan Nan, who was slightly pale, smiled from time to time, extremely ambiguous.

Just when Wang Zixiao's heart was unbearable, a gust of fishy wind blew around him, and a huge plier clamped his waist, breaking it into two sections, and the barbarian Nan Nan was carried away by this strange wind before she could scream. is a lustful Mo Yeqing, even if he is seriously injured, he does not forget to kidnap women, and his target is Li Yaoying standing in the hall.

The red-scaled blood guards who were blocking the front of the hall roared angrily, and they all raised their blades to look at the strange wind that Mo Yeqing had turned into, but they were knocked to the ground by the strange wind, and several people's faces were dark green, obviously they had been poisoned and couldn't live long. Li Yaoying's face was gloomy, and she looked at the strange wind sweeping towards her in horror, she saw everything in the hall just now, and the shameless appearance of the barbarian Nan Nan left a deep impression on her, you can imagine what kind of humiliation she would encounter if she was captured by this Mo Yeqing.

The ear-scratching fire was lying comfortably in Li Yaoying's arms, and it just wanted to sleep when it was full of food and drink, when it noticed Mo Yeqing pounced, the little monkey face showed a trace of extremely jargon disdain, pursed its mouth, and a shining iron rod appeared on the fluffy little paws at some point, and it rose in the wind and smashed down on the strange wind.

If this Mo Yeqing is victorious in strength, Huo'er will naturally have to face it with all his might, but at the moment, this Mo Yeqing's breath is weak, and he is dying in a moment, and he is still rushing towards him, isn't he looking for death?

Maybe there really is a Heavenly Dao in the underworld, and the last blow of the nine-tailed fire scorpion before his death was viciously hit by Huo'er, and now Mo Yeqing, who has devoured the long-lost fire scorpion, has also suffered such treatment. But at this time, the Juntian Stick and Huo'er were far from being comparable to when they were on the Nanji Mountain, there was a crackling sound, and Mo Yeqing rushed out of the hall without looking back and disappeared.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Huo'er, who was lying in Li Yaoying's arms, and took time to put away the Juntian stick, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva in unison, and the Huo'er looked lazy, opened his mouth, and asked Li Yaoying for wine with a rogue look.

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