Heavenly Monarch of All Times

"Well?" Yuan Jing was shot, and Yang's face suddenly became stiff, and the whole body released an irresistible anger.

He is so mean and kneeling, that is, he is not willing to make a living.

It is a pity that the world is too cruel, the more honest, the more troublesome things are found.

"Old guy, you are not convinced. If you are tired and tired, our brothers will help you loose your bones, how?" The man saw Yang old anger, but he was not afraid, very arrogant.

An old man, there is no point in his body, and the ragged carriage looks like a person with no background and can threaten them.

Yang Lao shook his head slightly and stepped on the carriage directly. He said to Nie Tian: "The two men have been handed over to you."

Nie Tian slightly pouted, this old man is not welcome.

However, he likes this kind of face-lifting thing and is willing to help.

Nie Tian stepped out, and the fierce and overbearing sword spurred out S. It was actually that the two couldn’t stop receding. His eyes swept the two, as if they were looking at two brains, and smiled coldly: "We Looks like a soft persimmon, right?"

The two men’s eyes shook a little. They just didn’t pay attention to the existence of Nie Tian. At this time, they realized that the teenager in front of him was actually a real weapon.

Although this strength is much weaker than them, his age is only a teenager, it is terrible.

The two calmed down and said coldly: "Bad boy, hand over all the crystals in you, don't give trouble, some people, you can't afford it."

"Oh?" Nie Tian smiled and said, "Don't mean, heaven and earth, there are no people I can't afford."

"Hey! Hey!" The sound fell, and the two swords spurred out S. The faces of the two men showed a **** mouth and dyed the red half face.

"Well? A horrible sword!" The two men stunned until the blood ran down.

Nie Tian’s sword is fast and sloppy, and there is no time for them to respond.

"Bad boy, you are looking for death!" The two men touched the wound on their face at the same time, screaming and screaming.

However, Nie Tian did not give them a chance to resist, and the corner of his mouth raised a cold, and then the more fierce sword came out.

Although these two people are the five strengths of the real yuan, but in the face of Nie Tian, ​​the real one and the heavy weapon, it is completely the lamb to be slaughtered.

Just when the deadly sword is about to kill two people, the airpower of the air is whistling out, like the spring rain, it is easy to eliminate the sword.

"Let them go." Nie Tian looked back at Yang Lao, who sighed softly.

It’s Yang Lao who is trying to save people. Obviously he just wants Nie Tian to teach the two men and he doesn’t want him to kill.

"Roll!" Nie Tian frowned slightly, roaring.

The two did not dare to stay for a half moment, and P rolled N to flee and fled, and the blink of an eye disappeared.

"They have power behind them, otherwise they will not dare to rob at the gate of the city, kill them, there will be revenge." Waiting for Nie Tian to open, Yang Lao explained.

Nie Tian shook his head and smiled and muttered: "I am afraid that someone will come to revenge without killing them."

According to Nie Tian’s means, it is sure to remove the roots of the grass. Now that two people have ran, this is the real return to the mountains.

Wait, there will be someone to retaliate.

Yang Lao did not say much, jumped directly into the carriage, and Nie Tian immediately followed.

Of course, Nie Tianxin knows that Yang Lao let him take the shot. On the one hand, he taught the two unopened guys, and on the other hand, he tried to test his strength.

After all, Yang Lao is still not assured of him.

After a while, the carriage drove into the inner city of Sui Lingdu, where there was a bustling scene full of excitement.

"Dream girl, you should get off the bus." Yang Lao stopped the carriage and shouted.

Meng Xueqing showed her head, but said: "Isn't it yet to the alchemy guild?"

This girl is really sincere and wants Yang to send her to the alchemy guild.

"The Alchemy Association is in front, go on your own." Yang Lao pulled the curtain and let Meng Xueqing get off.

Nie Tian slightly stunned, Yang Lao seems to be very familiar with the alchemy guild, and he just mentioned the name of Meng Fanchen, his expression is very dull, without any respect.

In the vagueness, Nie Tian felt that Yang Lao and the Alchemy Association seemed to have some relationship.

Meng Xueqing had no choice but to say hello to Yang Lanxiao, then got off the carriage and said to Nie Tian: "Nie Big Brother, let's go."

Nie Tianxiao laughed and said: "Missy, Yang Lao let you leave, but I have not let me go. Besides, you go to the alchemy guild is home, what am I going to do?"

"You saved my life, I let my grandfather repay you." Meng Xueqing said with a serious face.

"Still forget it." Nie Tian waved his hand and said: "The next time I have a chance to say it."

"Okay." Meng Xueqing was slightly lost. The little handcuffs squatted on Nie Tian’s arm, then turned and said to the carriage: "My brother Xiao Xiao, I am leaving."

"Dream sister, there will be a period." In the carriage, Yang Xiaoxiao’s voice was heard.

Meng Xueqing turned and left, and the dexterous figure quickly disappeared.

"Yang Lao." After Meng Xueqing left, Nie Tian no longer squatted and said directly: "When you come to Mi Ling, is it to find the dream of the president?"

Yang’s old eyes are condensed, and the expression is saying: How do you know?

Nie Tian nodded and smiled. Yang’s expression told him that he’s right.

Yang Lao did not pay much respect to Meng Fanchen, which undoubtedly shows that he and the latter are not far from each other.

Judging from the mental strength of Yang Lao, he must be an alchemy teacher.

Since Yang Lao feels that he does not have the ability to heal the body of Yang Xiaoxiao, then only to seek the help of a person, that is the dream of dust.

"Yang Lao, just now Meng Xueqing is here, why don't you go with her to the alchemy guild?" Nie Tian asked.

"The time has not arrived." Yang old indifference.

Nie Tian glanced at the light, and immediately said: "Yang Xiaoxiao's illness, dreams can not be cured."

"He can't heal, can you?" Yang Lao said coldly, apparently disgusted with Nie Tian's words.

"I can!" Nie Tian nodded his head and his eyes shook with the ultimate firmness.

When Yang heard the words of Nie Tian, ​​he saw his eyes and couldn't help but hold it. He slugged for a few seconds and said coldly: "Kid, don't make fun of Xiao's illness, or you will save us if you save us. Staying."

Cold words, cold eyes, cold killing, Yang is really angry.

Yang Xiaoxiao’s illness is the pain in his heart. No one can touch it, and he can’t even make fun of it.

Nie Tian stepped forward and said, "I look like a joke?"

Yang Lao once again glanced, his eyes trembled and said: "How do I believe in you?"

"Yang Xiaoxiao only has the strength of Yuanling, but he is enough to defeat Yuanling Jiuzhongwu, because he can weaken the opponent's combat power, right?" Nie Tian did not fear, said directly.

"How do you know?" Yang Lao was shocked and unable to add, his face was completely stiff.