Chapter 264: Yellow Sparrow, Yellow Sparrow (Three Watches)

Chai Rong took six brothers and gritted his teeth towards the place where the Linggang heavy cannon was fired, and the seven divine senses scanned the trees and grass below.

"There!" Chai Rong's sharp eyes were the first to find a sturdy guy pouting his big ass and running away, and he was immediately ruthless and angry: "Chop this dog's turtle egg!"

Everyone looked hideous and killed the big ass who was clumsily fleeing for their lives, and suddenly the big ass fell with a puff, and a bald male cultivator appeared behind a huge mountain rock in front of him, carrying a boxy thing on his shoulder, which was covered with rows of holes. The bald male cultivator had a very kind smile on his face, and he almost didn't say a word: "Welcome!"

Chai Rong's heart was shocked, and an earth-based magic shield was condensed in front of him, and at the same time, he was pulled up into the air at full speed.

The dazzling light lit up, and it was a chilling screeching sound...... Dozens of white rays of light shot out from the thing on the bald male cultivator's shoulder, and swarmed towards the Black Wind Crowd. With the violent explosion, a series of screams sounded, except for Chai Rong's quick reaction, the other six were hit, one of the unlucky people didn't even have time to open the magic shield, even Zhongda Sanyuan, half of the head plasma burst out, Da Luo Immortal couldn't be saved, and two people were seriously injured and fell to the ground wailing in pain, and the remaining three were slightly injured.

"Haha, Shi Tai shoot...... Well shot, hit!" mallet stood up hahadaxiao.

Chai Rong was shocked and angry, shouted violently, and the long knife flew towards the mallet, and the three lightly injured black wind thieves also had red eyes, and the flowing fire, ice blades, and falling rocks were thrown wildly towards the big mallet.

"My dear mother!" The big stick mallet fat butt twisted and ran back to the boulder, the action was very slippery, completely lost the clumsiness of the ass just now, and the bald man had already retracted his head after the shot.

Boom Boom!

The rocks were torn apart and dusty. Chai Rong took the lead in rushing towards the back of the mountain rock, but suddenly felt a chill in his face, and a little sword tip stabbed abruptly, and the tip of the sword shook on the way to six points, stabbing him in six key places, and Sen Sen's sword qi wanted to penetrate his body. Chai Rong was taken aback, and the long knife slashed desperately vertically, and at the same time retreated backwards.

The sword shadow and sword light were divided, Chai Rongqian withdrew a few zhang away and stood still, his forehead and chest were scratched by the sword qi, and blood flowed down his forehead. Chai Rong looked at the young man in front of him in horror, dressed indecently, holding a rotten sword in his arms, the extremely fast sword just now almost killed him, although the other party was suspected of sneak attack, but the fast sword was indeed unbelievably fast.

At this time, two people emerged from behind the stone, one left and one right, standing beside the young man holding the sword, the bald man on the left was holding a pile of crumpled yellow table paper, and the strong man on the right was carrying a giant mallet more than two meters long, weighing at least two or three hundred catties.

The three lightly injured Black Wind Thieves immediately gathered around Chai Rong, staring at the three people in front of them with bloodthirsty and hateful eyes, it was these three guys who killed their four brothers with some despicable means, and two of them who had broken their hands and feet and moaned in pain on the ground behind them.

"Which line is on the line?" Chai Rong asked coldly. Only the cultivation of the sword-hugging young man on the other side has reached the middle stage of foundation building, the big butt strong man has reached the early stage of foundation building, and the bald man is only in the late stage of condensing spirits. Thinking that his ten foundation building masters had suffered a big loss under such three strange hands, Chai Rong felt that he was about to vomit blood, and he couldn't wait to chop these three despicable turtle eggs into meat sauce.

Line ...... Don't talk nonsense, that fat ...... The fat sheep belong to us, and you know the best horses...... Get out of here!" the mallet said loudly and domineeringly.

A black wind sneered: "I think you are a big fat cow, Lao Tzu will slaughter you first and then slaughter the sheep!"

"Cow ...... Uncle, I'll hit you with a mallet...... Blow you up!" the mallet rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward. Fan Jian stretched out his hand to stop him, then habitually flicked his bundled hair, and said detachedly: "The fat sheep is ours, you guys go!"

Chai Rong smiled cruelly: "You let us go?"

"If you don't leave, do you want to die?" Fan Jian raised his eyelids lazily. The bald man next to him said kindly: "Yes, isn't it good to live? There is wine, meat, and women to play with, weishenme has to die, mallet, don't you say?"

The mallet grinned and rolled his eyes.

Chai Rong laughed angrily: "Look at you don't see the coffin and don't shed tears, since you want to die, Lao Tzu will fulfill you, but Lao Tzu will slowly torture you to death, Daben, don't you like the rabbit master, this fat cow will let you explode slowly!"

The black wind thief called Daben smiled and glanced at the big butt of the big mallet, the mung bean eyes of the big mallet rolled up, and scolded: "Fuck, dead pervert!" The giant mallet on his shoulder smashed towards Daben, while scolding: "Lao Tzu exploded you with a mallet!"

Zheng! The afterimage stabbed Chai Rong at six o'clock, Fan Jian shot first, Chai Rong had already prepared this time, and the two of them suddenly fought together. The big stick mallet wielded a giant stick to fight the two Black Wind Thieves, and actually defeated the two of them. One of the remaining Black Wind Thieves was armed with a flying sword, smiling and smiling towards the bald man. The bald man said with a kind face: "What are you doing here, Daoyou, you can't use a sword or a sword, even if you don't frighten people, it's a sin to scare those flowers and plants!"

"I'm guilty of your mother, eat shit!" the black wind thief screamed, and the flying sword turned into a cold light and took the bald man's head on the neck. Shi Tai threw out a piece of yellow sheet paper unhurriedly, and a wall of earth was set up in front of him out of thin air, blocking the flying sword, and he said: "I can't cut it!"

The Black Wind Thief sneered, "Lao Tzu, look at how many talismans you still have!" The sword pointed at it, and the flying sword continued to slash at the earthen wall. After slashing five or six times in a row, the earthen wall finally cracked, and Shi Tai shook the large pile of yellow table paper in his hand, and said very kindly: "Slow down, slow down, enough!" After speaking, he raised his hand and threw it, and there was another earthen wall on his body.

The black wind thief was so angry that he used his spiritual power to slash wildly, and every time he was about to cut it, the damn bald man would cast an earthen wall, although this method of play was scoundrel, but it was extremely burning spirit stones, I really don't understand that this product is so rich, weishenme still has to do the business of robbery, and the spirit crystal he snatched is enough for him to buy magic talismans?

This black wind thief saw that it would be a waste of spiritual power to cut it down again, so why not kill the other two pieces first, and then slowly clean up the shrunken turtle, so he wanted to go back to help Chai Rong.

"Fellow Daoist, if you don't cut it, it's too untenacious, in fact, I only have one earthen wall technique left in my hand!" Shi Tai chattered.

The black wind thief ignored it, and as soon as Mrs. Shi raised his hand, five or six magic talismans were thrown towards the black wind thief!

Boom, boom, boom, boom, the black wind thief was suddenly bombarded, and the sword fled into the air in embarrassment. The light in Shi Tai's hand flashed, and there was one more quadripartite thing like the one just now, and dozens of small holes in the black hole were aimed at the black wind thief in the air. Bright light lit up, and dozens of white lights covered a range of more than ten meters. Poor black wind thief had already consumed a lot of kundalini just now, how could he resist this close range of random guns, the talisman shield was broken after a few hard strokes, and he suffered at least four or five blows on his body, screaming and falling to the ground, groaning in pain. Mrs. Shi shook her head and said regretfully: "Look, if you don't cut you, it's miserable now, right?"

When the two Black Wind Men besieging the big stick mallet saw the tragic situation of their companions, their faces suddenly changed greatly, but they couldn't help but beat their hearts when they saw the bald man turning the muzzle of the black hole in this direction.

Daben was afraid that the bald cultivator was carrying that deadly thing on his shoulder, and for a moment he was distracted by the big stick mallet smashed the iron rod out of his hand, and jumped to the side in a panic, before the person could stand firmly, the afterimage of the tip of the six-point sword flashed by, and he lost consciousness as soon as his eyebrows were cold.

"Da Ben!" Chai Rong exclaimed, and the long knife slashed straight at the top of Fan Jian's head. Fan Jian raised his hand and pointed out, a very casual sword, but it drew an astonishing afterimage, and a wisp of sword qi shot out from the tip of the sword.

Poof! There was a soft sound, and the knife in Chai Rong's hand could never be chopped down, maintaining a stiff posture of raising the knife, his eyes wide open to reveal a trace of confusion, and six points of red blood slowly oozed from the center of his eyebrows, like a six-petal plum blossom.

Poof, poof!

The bodies of Da Ben and Chai Rong fell one after another, and the remaining Black Wind Crowd was so frightened that he was immediately hit on the head by a big stick mallet, and he was torn apart like a watermelon, and even his neck was retracted into his chest, and his death was very tragic. The big stick mallet pushed Jin Shan to lie down on the ground like a jade pillar, panting for breath, and his body was dripping with blood, both of which were other people's and his own.

"My mother-in-law, tired to death!"

Shi Tai skillfully peeled off the storage belts of Chai Rong and the others, and said kindly: "If you can't die, come and help!"

The three of them stripped the Black Wind Crowd naked, and then they came to the hillside, and found fifteen fat sheep still lying next to the campfire. The mallet grinned and said, "Cheap, you still say that kid is a bit of a Taoist, it's really too vegetable!"

Fan Jian walked to Chu Jun's side, looked down for a moment, his eyes fell on the ring on Chu Jun's left ring finger, and said lightly: "This guy is really a fat sheep, he actually has a space ring!"

"Hehe, this time I made a lot of money, what should I do with these half-spirit women? or each of our brothers and sisters will keep one as a daughter-in-law!"

"Go, go!" Fan Jian kicked his ass and scolded: "Look at your talent, you have the ability to make one yourself, our rules are only to rob money and not sex, and strip them of all the valuable things, and they can't leave a single hair!"

"Brother, do you want to peel the woman too?" the big stick maced scratched his head.

"Of course peel, weishenme don't peel, hurry up!" Fan Jian kicked the thing again, and said bending down to take off the space ring on Chu Jun's finger, and glanced at the woman in red next to him out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly his face changed: "Not good!" Whoosh back sharply, but unfortunately it was too late, a hand clasped his wrist like an iron tong, and bang, he was hit the top of his knee in the lower abdomen, and he squatted down in pain.

"!" As soon as the big mallet cursed a word, he was hit in the back of the head by a beautiful leg, and he immediately fell into a. The Mediterranean man was poked in the ass by a skull flag, with a wry smile on his face, he didn't dare to move, and said kindly: "That friend in the back, can you poke somewhere else?"