Jing Fei also saw the few people coming to the front, and he was shocked. How did you meet them here!

Looking around, okay, this is the suburbs, close to the woods, no one around.

A few strong men came across from the night, and it was the few disciples who had a squawk at the restaurant at noon.

The headed salon bowed his head and rushed to the road: "To tell the truth, the woman is not there, how can we please, it is not clear..."

"Dragon brother, Long Ge, look." A younger brother pulled the arm of the salon, suggesting that the salon looked ahead.

The night feathers looked cold and looked at a few people in the salon, whispered: "Jing Fei, back a little."

"Oh." Jing Fei knows the strength of the night feathers, and knows that standing next to him will only get in the way. Ma Li will withdraw two or three meters later.

When Sharon saw the night feathers, it was a glimpse, then the eyes were excited. "I can't think of seeing you again here. At noon, I messed things up at the restaurant black widow. Now you are not so lucky!"

"Is it really not the head of the family?" The night feathers sneered at the corners of the mouth, and the spiritual power of the body has been secretly running.

Sharon smiled and walked two steps forward. His eyes looked up and down on the night feathers: "Give you a chance, let me go now, save me from doing it, or my brothers are not vegetarian!"

"Humph!"

The night feathers snorted, lazy to speak, and the body shape burst out.

"Hurry!" Sharon was shocked. He didn't think that the night feathers didn't even talk about direct hands. When the salon reacted, the night feathers and fists had come to the front.

Hey! Boom!

Sharon rushed to raise his hand, but underestimated the strength of the night feathers.

In the late stage of the ninth stage, the salon of the ninth-order priest who was able to kill was smashed by the night feathers, and then flew for more than ten meters, and then slammed an old tree to stop the figure.

Hey.

The night feathers had no hands, and the first shot was taken. The purple shadows were used in succession. The salon had just squatted on the old trees, and the night feathers were chased in the near future.

The shoulders were shocked, and a group of spirits wrapped the arms, and they used the probes directly, and the fists slammed into the salon's head.

The fist suddenly enlarged in the pupil of the salon.

Two tricks, Sharon has already smelled the taste of death, a critical moment, Sharon's many years of duel experience played a role, the palm suddenly lifted, blocking the fists of the night feathers.

It’s a pity... The night feathers used the probes, and the attack was far more than just a fist.

Hey!

In the throat and in the eyes, many places were hit by the cloud, and the salon was full of unwilling eyes.

The strength of the night feathers is far beyond the peak of the ninth-order, directly using the ground-level spiritual skills to explore the cloud hand, on the killing skills and throwing out a few streets in the salon, two rounds to fight, Sharon killed on the spot!

The forest wind is bleak.

No one spoke, even the wells flying on the spot, eyes staring at the night feathers, the brain has lost its ability to respond, when the lady became so powerful!

Although the night Yu Yu started to be decisive, but not so terrible!

The few disciples of the sand gang saw this scene, almost all on the spot, simply do not believe their eyes, Sharon, dead?

The salon that killed the 9th-order peak in the late 9th stage is so dead?

And the woman, from the beginning, just used two tricks?

The sand disciple looked at the silhouette of the night feathers, and at the same time flashed a thought in his heart: the realm of Huang Ling!

Hey!

A disciple disciple realized the seriousness of the matter, and suddenly broke out in the body and tried his best to rush to the town of Nandu.

The salons of such strength are dead, and they are not running. Are they waiting to die? !