Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Upon hearing this, Duan Chengzhu and Meng Jiazhu looked at each other with a sigh of relief. These people's unified black clothes can't see which kind of power is the killer, but this strength, and still the strength of dozens of people, has to make them jealous.

Yes, if you leave and leave at this time, it does not seem to be too moral, especially the Duancheng. Feng Jiugang was well treated for his father. If he was kneeling, he would not be surprised if he watched him being killed.

Under the measurement of the heart, Duan Chengzhuo said: "You are best to leave quickly, otherwise, we are welcome!"

"Ha ha ha ha! Good! I want to see what you have to protect her!" One of the headed ones looked up and laughed. As soon as he raised his hand and made a gesture, he saw dozens of black clothes around. All of them rushed up and hit the carriage.

"kill!"

"kill and kill!"

A scream of screams contained the smack of smuggling from the black population, and there was no more scent. The murderous and **** smell of the black people was even more horrible, and everyone around them seemed to be shocked. Living in general, the atmosphere does not dare to breathe one quickly and avoid.

In the face of such a battle, Guan Xi was calm and eager to meet the enemy. His eyes passed over the few people who were headed by the Yuan Ying. The twilight was slightly moving, and he knew very well that he wanted to retreat. First kill these several headed.

So, when he saw those people rushing up, his blade was aimed at one of the Fairy Monks. As for his sister, he believes that these people still can't hurt her.

"Call! Hey!"

As soon as the figure moved, the knives and screams screamed, and Guan Xiyu rushed into the black man alone, slashing and slashing, and each knife attacked, bringing a strong and fierce airflow.

"Hey! Hey!"

The roar of the swords and the screams of the swords, the long swords of the black people screamed, and the long swords in their hands were broken. They lost their weapons, and it was difficult for them to resist the imposing manner of the tiger’s fighting power.

Just look at the ground and have a corpse falling down. The thick blood is scattered in the air, and the visible residual limbs are broken and people are shocked. Once again, they are stunned. Shocked by the fighting power.

Duan Chengzhu and Meng Jiazhu saw this morale rise, and some people from their family joined, and the scene quickly reversed. At this time, Feng Jiu in the carriage looked at the among the four Feixian strongmen. When the two were preparing to count the customs from behind, the palms turned, and two silver needle clips came from her hands with a spiritual breath.

Hey!

The two flying fairy strongmen who were preparing to sneak in heard the slight movement behind them. When they looked back, they lifted their sleeves and stopped the two silver needles. At the same time, the gaze of the eyes crossed the crowd and stared at the The red boy in the carriage.

This time, the two men had a tacit understanding at the same time, no longer paying attention to the others, but directly attacked the red boy, a palm of the hand hit, the birth of the carriage in two.

"Hey! Bang!"

The carriage was scattered all over the place, and the head of the city and the Meng family were heard. When they looked back, they saw two Feixian strongmen standing in front of the carriage fragments. Feng Jiu, who was originally sitting in the carriage, was missing. .

Who knows at this time, the lazy voice that is no stranger is brought into their ears with a little cold, so that the two people are shocked and look for the sound...