Dragon Prince Yuan

On the bench, a deep trace almost tore the bench apart, unusually harsh, while at the end of the trace, the mountain walls continued to collapse and the boulders rolled down.

And all the mountains are silent.

All eyes were almost stuck staring at the falling rock.

The disciples of Lu Hong's pulse were still laughing before, but at this time, the smile solidified on his face and looked extremely funny.

The disciples in the Shen Taiyuan vein had their faces full of alarm caused by Zhou Yuan taking over Wuhai's lightning sword shadow with meat palm, but the next moment... they saw Wuhai Wolf flying out.

The disciples beside Lu Yan, also in silence, along with Lu Yan, are some disoriented young figures who hold a punch out of position.

No one would have thought that Zhou Yuan's counterattack would be so fierce.

“How is that possible?” Lu Yan mumbled.

Her eyes were full of suspicion, because in her perception, the source gas fluctuations of the Zhou Yuan were not much higher than before, but why, the previous punch, was able to erupt such a terrible threat?

Although at the last moment, Wu Hai was also somewhat overwhelmed by the sudden outbreak of Zhou Yuan, the heavy source gas defense is still able to easily resist any attack below the next eight heavens.

But eventually those defenses, in the first punch of the Zhou Yuan, were as fragile as paper.

Moreover, Zhou Yuan did not use Tianyuan soldier. His black pen is still stuck on the cliff...

From the details of the Black Flame State mission released earlier in the mission hall, Zhou Yuan was able to compete with Yang Xuan of the Holy Palace solely because of the increase in the number of heavenly soldiers in his hands. Otherwise, he would not be able to confront Yang Xuan, who stepped half foot into the Eight Heavens.

But right now...

Zhou Yuan didn't use Tianyuan soldiers either.

Lu Yan stared closely at Zhou Yuan, and she secretly felt that at this time, although the source gas fluctuated as usual, it was always noticed that there was something different.

In those many shocking eyes, the circumference in the field also slowly retracted the fist, emitting the skin of the jade light, gradually returning to normal.

He lowered his head and looked at his fist. His eyes were also overwhelmed with astonishment. This little Xuan Holy Body was truly superior. At present, it had just been built into a "jade skinned land”, but the power of that increase had reached a rather astonishing level.

With the amplification of the zest, coupled with the strength of its own source, the two are superimposed, to such an extent that they are enough to confront the opponents positively in the early Eight Heavens.

And this Wu Hai, I'm afraid, will only reach the beginning of the Eight Heavens.

The guy carelessly let him close to the body of the source gas punch, he deserved to be directly bombarded by one punch.

After all, most people meet practitioners of external refining, they need to draw distance to respond to the source gas offense. After all, once they are close, external refiners can take advantage of flesh strength.

Zhou Yuan raised his head and looked at the place where the mountain wall collapsed. As soon as his body moved, he appeared in the mess stone, his sleeve robe waved, the source gas rolled between, sweeping away the many mountain stones.

The rocks swept away, revealing a figure buried below.

Wu Hai was covered in blood and looked extremely wolfish. At this time, however, he still had his eyes open and looked angrily at Zhou Yuan, but the source gas in his body was a little astringent due to the fierce punch of Zhou Yuan earlier, which was unable to function.

Zhou Yuan looked at him indifferently and then looked down at him. "Did you hit Shen Wan in the face before? ”

Wu Hailian said: “Zhou Yuan, don't be proud! I was just surprised! ”

Yet Zhou ignored, stretched out his palm, a fierce fan.

Boom!

The source exhaled, turning into a palm print on Wu Hai's face and the crisp noise came out.

A bloody handprint appeared on Wu Hai's face.

Wu Hai also seemed to have been beaten silly by Zhou Yuan's slap. After a moment, he came back to his senses. His face became all squeaky. He growled: “Do you dare slap me?! ”

In Lu Hongyi, he was also high on weekdays and enjoyed many bragging. He did not expect that this week Yuan would dare to slap him directly in public!

“Bang!”

However, the answer was another slap.

“Zhou Yuan, I'm gonna kill you! ”

“Bang!”

“Son of a bitch, you're dead! ”

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

Later, he hadn't growled, and Zhou Yuan slapped down again, so the crisp noise rang.

Around the bench, the disciples of the three pulses stared at the scene.

Beating people in the face, Zhou Yuan intends not to give Wu Haisi any face.

Some people looked at Zhou Yuan's eyes with a cold light, and they also understood that he had come here. Wu Hai and others had humiliated Shen Wanjin before, and some angered him.

Lu Hongyi's disciples alternated in color and white, trying to make a noise to stop them, but after seeing Zhou Yuan's cold eyes, he didn't have the courage, so he hurried: “Quick, go get someone! ”

On Zhou Yuan's side, dozens of slaps down, Wu Hai's face has swelled like a pig's head, and the condensed source of gas in his body is also scattered by Zhou Yuan, unable to resist.

“Stop! Stop!” My face was in hot pain, Wu Hai was already a little dizzy, I finally couldn't help it, the voice changed: “I am no longer talking! ”

Zhou Yuan paused his hand and said softly: “Sorry, I didn't hear you. ”

Then keep your palms up.

Wu Haixin was cold and hurried: “Stop fighting, I apologize! ”

Faced with a ruthless week, he finally couldn't hold back, so he continued to be beaten, I'm afraid he'd be smashed in the face.

Zhou Yuan's eyes drooped slightly, "Is apology enough? ”

“What else do you want? ”

Zhou Yuan thought about it and said: “Lose Yuan Yuan Yuan, 100,000 Yuan Yuan Yuan. ”

Wu Hai took a breath of blood and sprayed it out. Before, he used 100,000 yuan yuan to play Shen Wanjin. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yun used it on his head. Immediately, he held on to his heart and said: “I don't have 100,000 yuan yuan either. ”

Zhou Yuan raised his palms expressionlessly.

Wu Hai hastily said: “No, no, not 100,000, but there are 30,000 yuan yuan. ”

As he patted his chest, Yuan Yu shouted and fell to the ground, reflecting the glow.

Zhou Yuan saw, the palms of his hands only slowed down, the sleeve robe trembled, and the source gas rolled up all these yuan jades, throwing them to Shen Wanjin in the rear, "Keep them all. ”

Shen Wanjin was stunned, his eyes glanced at so many Yuanyu, but he finally struggled for a moment. “Xiaoyuan, take it. ”

“You were beaten, not me, so let's make it up to you.” Zhou Yuan had no way of breathing.

Shen Wanjin swallowed a sip of saliva and said: "30,000 yuan jade beaten to death? ”

His eyes suddenly looked hot at Wu Hai, "Why don't you... beat me up again? ”

Wu Hai's mouth twitched a little.

Zhou Yuan also turned a white eye. This guy's face is really unexpectedly thick... He was previously worried about the impact of Wu Hai and others' actions on Shen Wanjin, but now it seems that Shen Wanjin's ability to withstand is far greater than he imagined.

He sighed and pointed at Wu Hai at the cliff and said, "Do you jump yourself? ”

Wu Hai was stiff and said: "Still jumping? ”

Zhou Yuan said with no expression, “Or did I throw you away? ”

Wu Hai couldn't help biting his teeth: “Zhou Yuan, don't go too far! ”

Zhou Yuan's eyes twitched slightly and his palms lifted again slowly.

However, at this time, there was a sudden wind breaking in the heavens and the earth, and several shadows descended from the sky, landing not far away, with a strong source of air compression over time.

“Zhou Yuan, let go of people.” A cold voice sounded faintly, without any intention of discussing, as if it were accompanied by a standing order.

Around the cultivation table, many disciples seemed to change their face slightly.

And the disciple of Lu Hongyi, is a great joy.

“Brother Yuan Hong! ”

Zhou Yuan raised his head, only to be seen not far away, a few people stood. In the leading position, there was a magnificent figure like an ape. If there was any source of pressure coming out of his body, many disciples around him were frightened.

It was Lu Hongyi's big disciple, Yuan Hong.

“Yuan Hong is here!” Lu Yan looked at Yuan Hong's figure, his pretty face was also slightly changed, and his eyes were full of consternation.

Among the many eyes of awe, Yuan Hong stood by his hand. His indifferent eyes looked at Zhou Yuan. “You've had enough fun, let people go, and return Yuanyu. Let what happened today be as if it had never happened. ”

Behind the Zhou Yuan, Shen Wanjin is also divine and afraid to charge Yuan Yuan.

After all, the fame of Yuan Hong in this Shengyuan Peak is quite terrible.

Countless eyes turned to Zhou Yuan. Faced with the most popular existence of the chief contender of Saint Yuan Peak, I'm sure the latter would not dare to travel again, right?

However, while they were thinking so, Zhou Yuan took his eyes off Yuan Hong and looked at Wu Hai in front of him.

Wu Haesen smiled. “Are you sorry now? I tell you, it's late...”

However, the smile on his face had just appeared, just before he saw Zhou Yuanzheng step forward, the first punch was the fierce blow on his stomach, the violent force poured into his body, once again the condensed source gas dissipated.

Then, Zhou Yuan grabbed Wu Hai's hair with a frigid look and threw it straight away. Then, Wu Hai's figure flew out and finally fell off a cliff in a scream.

Wu Hai's screaming, tumbling from the cliffs.

Zhou Yuan clapped his hands and muttered: “Let you jump, you're talking so much nonsense. ”

He looked up at Yuan Hong and smiled: "Brother Yuan Hong, what did you say earlier? ”

Around the bench, it was silent.

Everyone, including Lu Yan, was staring at Zhou Yuan. No one thought that after Yuan Hong appeared, Zhou Yuan not only had no intention of taking half a breath, but instead left Wu Hai behind the cliff directly in front of Yuan Hong...

That's too tough!

Countless glances turned to Yuan Hong. Indeed, he saw Yuan Hongna's indifferent face, gradually becoming gloomy. A pair of eyes like a lion's tiger stared at Zhouyuan, a fierce fluctuation of oppression, slowly emanating from his body.

“Zhou Yuan, are you provoking me? ”

Many disciples have numb scalp, Yuan Hong, it turns out they are angry!