Absolutely arrogant: The Defying Little Concubine

Chapter 538 [Going south in anger, pick ten rudders in a row! 】(19)

The man shouted while running, not knowing that his news had already lagged behind.

The members of the Wusheng Cult who were being slaughtered, tortured both mentally and physically, wanted to cry without tears at once. just came!

With the black line on Zhou Ran's forehead, he was speechless to the person who came to report. If you had come a little earlier, everyone would have been able to prepare early. Isn't this nonsense.

Although he was speechless, a feeling of coldness in his heart rose unstoppably. Gu Fengcheng's sub-helm was also selected, and in such a short period of time, Pingyang City's sub-helm was selected in the morning, and it is not yet noon. After leaving the Gufengcheng sub-helm, and then came to Hezhao City, she did such an amazing thing in such a short period of time. What does this mean? He knew very well in his heart that the Gufengcheng sub-helm barely stopped her For a moment, it was terrible!

Zhou Ran's heart was trembling, shock and fear surfaced on his face, his eyes swept away, and he looked at the fat man, the short man, the middle-aged scholar, etc., and each could see the fear in each other's eyes.

The killing was still going on, Meng Xiaodie's subordinates kept changing, and the palms were dancing and changing. The disciples of the Wusheng Cult fell down one after another. Zhou Ran came back to his senses in an instant, and shouted: "Everyone stand shoulder to shoulder and fight for her." Up to now, they can't help but work hard, Meng Xiaodie even picked the Wushengjiao's two major sub-rudders, and naturally she would not let go of the third one, because since she entered the photo city sub-rudder, her subordinates have never stopped, but only for a while , 40 people died at her hands, and she was determined to destroy them.

"kill!"

Zhou Ran, the fat man, the short man, the middle-aged scribe, and several other leaders of the Hezhao City sub-helm, roared in unison and rushed towards Meng Xiaodie.

Zhou Ran's figure flitted, the air was split by his figure, the ground trembled under his feet, his soles slammed on the ground, and the ground burst with a pop, and his figure leaped into the air, He kicked towards Meng Xiaodie from top to bottom, his trousers exploded in mid-air, and pieces of rags fluttered in the air like colorful butterflies.

The fat man took a deep breath, and immediately swelled up again. His whole body seemed to be a round ball. When he bounced on the ground, he rushed towards Meng Xiaodie like a rubber ball.

The dwarf's whole body trembled, and the sound of moving bones resounded, and his right fist suddenly became as black as ink, exuding a metallic texture, as if the fist had turned into iron stone, and hit Meng Xiaodie with a bang.

The middle-aged scribe didn't come forward, his eyes were bright, and he stared at Meng Xiaodie unblinkingly. At some point in his palm, a three-inch long knife was added. The blade was pitch black but exuded a cold light, with With an extremely dangerous breath, his palm suddenly turned into a phantom, and the flying knife shot out.

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A group of seven people worked desperately and used their best stunts. Leg strength, fists, wind knives and sword lights intertwined in the air, turning into a rain curtain made of strength, covering Meng Xiaodie in it.

As if Meng Xiaodie hadn't seen it, she pointed out with one finger, and shot out with one finger, killing and fingering the last Wusheng disciple who removed Zhou Ran and others.

"Be careful!" Murong Jie appeared outside the rudder of Hezhao City. He chased after him all the way, and finally caught up. As soon as he appeared, he saw Meng Xiaodie in danger, and he was shocked.

(End of this chapter)