MTL - Man Huang Feng Bao-Chapter 69 You don't have that skill

In the evening, Ye Chuan and his party finally rushed to Yingkou Cliff, and the people of Xuan Dingmen and Wuyimen had already arrived.

No matter whether it is Xuan Dingmen or Wuyimen, the camp is a large piece. In addition to the seven elite disciples who played, there are a large number of guards and servants, and even the heads of the scenes, a scene of enthusiasm, is extremely grand. Compared with these two sects, Yunwu Zong is too simple and too shabby. A total of eight people, not enough people a fraction.

"Let's let one let, let one let..."

A few burly men suddenly shouted and carried a heavy bronze trip straight to Ye Chuan. Everyone has a small Ding embroidered on the cuffs. It looks like a disciple of Xuan Dingmen. The temples are high and bulging, and the strength of the body is strong and powerful. They are all elite and powerful disciples.

This bronze tripod is also unusual, the whole body is blue, like a huge sapphire, and the eight strong men are staggering and swaying. It seems that it is heavier than the bronze ding of the old arm, and it has tens of thousands of pounds.

Ye Chuan took a look and led a group of people to give way.

The eagle-billed cliff is very high. It is covered by clouds all the year round. The top of the mountain is full of wind and the thinner people are not being noticed to be blown up by the wind. The mountain road is narrow, and it is difficult for the two to walk side by side. Next to it is the unfathomable mountain. If it is hit and dropped, absolutely no bone can be found.

"Let's let it go, trouble let it happen..."

The head of the strong man shouted loudly, and the moment he passed by, suddenly the footsteps were out of balance, and one came to Ye Chuan. The guy's body was as thick as a bull, and he was broken when he hit the ribs, and even turned down the cliff.

The fat man and Zhu Sijia screamed, and the strong man who ran over was sneer. This is not a carelessness, but deliberate. Deliberately, I will give Ye Chuan a Mawei when I meet.

So close to the distance, this is a real collision, not tolerate a little trick. Yunwu Zong’s disciple, Ye Chuan, has not yet broken through, who knows who? It’s not easy to hit him at one end.

Aesop stood by Ye Chuan and suddenly his eyes lit up. The right hand subconsciously moved, hesitating whether to secretly help the strong man of this Xuan Ding door, killing people by knife.

"This brother, be careful!"

Ye Chuan’s eyes were fast, and he supported the shoulders of the strong man. He turned his head and looked at Aesop by his side, and his mouth was slightly upturned like a smile.

The head of the strong man is as thick as a burdock, but when the head is only a thin piece of paper away from Ye Chuan's chest, the shoulder is supported by Ye Chuan's big hand, and the head can no longer move forward. Followed by, Ye Chuan backhand gently pressed, a majestic force suddenly came, the head of the strong man actually bent down and bent, and the other seven strong men lost balance, heavy shoulders The bronze dings slipped down, rubbing the scalp of the head of the brawny, and slamming down the unfathomable cliffs.

On the eagle's mouth, everyone looked up and looked nervous. The same was true of several strong men. Especially the head of the strong man, a drop of dripping Beans on the forehead, the shock is undecided. Just now, only a little bit worse, we must even go down with the bronze tripod!

The fat man and Zhu Sijia and others sighed with relief, and the light of Aesop's eyes was dim, and he swept the leaves and snorted.

"This brother, are you okay?"

Ye Chuan, an innocent and frightened look, took a few deep breaths. "Fortunately, people are fine, scared to death, and almost fell to the bottom of the cliff."

"You... is you..."

The headed brawny squatted at Ye Chuan. At this time, the reaction was slow and the reaction was over. I knew that Ye Chuan’s intentional movements were still moving, but the two legs were still shaking. For a moment, even if my heart was clear, I didn’t dare to understand what was going on. Hands-on. Just now, the power from Ye Chuan’s hand was hard to imagine. He was pushed by his hand and fell to the bottom of the cliff.

"Why, do you think of the bottom of the cliff to get the bronze tripod back? Do you want me to help you? You are welcome, there is something you need to open despite it." Ye Chuan smiled, the smile of the human and animal is harmless, headed strong Han is a heart, and once again sweating. I dare not say more, sneaked away with a few other Xuan Ding disciples, and his face was ugly. Not far away, the young disciple of the Xuan Dingmen who stood in the crowd was even more ugly than anyone else.

Falling off the cliff, the bronze tripod is the treasure of the guardian gate, and also the symbol of Xuanting Gate. This time, it was hard to get from the Xuan Ding gate, and to stand in front of the camp to show the strength of Xuanting Gate. Seeing the figure of Ye Chuan and his entourage, Hong Lie temporarily made a fuss. In the identity of Zongmen’s disciple, he secretly ordered several disciples carrying bronze ding to catch Ye Chuan and let him appear ugly in front of the three disciples. Unexpectedly, in the end, Ye Chuan couldn't make it, but even the bronze ding was lost.

A few strong men know that there is a disaster, how far away from the dingy, how far to hide, Hong Lie is also a big head, lost his wife and folded soldiers, his face is blue.

"Hong Dagongzi, we have met again, don't come innocent."

Ye Chuan went straight to Hong Lie, and smiled like an old friend who had not seen for more than two days. He looked around and said, "Yes, my girl, how can I not see anyone?"

Ye Chuan’s first half of the sentence is very good, but the latter half of the sentence makes people vomit blood.

Hong Lie’s face was red and he looked at Ye Chuan’s teeth. In the Xuan Dingmen, everyone knows that he secretly likes the Tuoba bird, and the owner, Tuo Xiong, also intends to marry Miss Qianjin’s bird. Ye Chuan is so public, how can people step down?

In a new tent, the tall and beautiful Tuoba bird is coming out of the curtain, just hearing the words of Ye Chuan, slamming his feet and rushing in, I am embarrassed to come out. Although Ye Chuan is gnashing his teeth, it is also a complaint and resentment against her father, the raccoon. At the beginning, what to take to humiliate the cloud is not good, have to find a big bird to fake her identity. Now, I am really lifting my own rock!

"Kid, I want to fight with you!" Hong Lie's eyes were red, and the backhand pulled out the long sword on his back, killing the sky.

The more people onlookers, the more his face can't be hanged, and the humiliation is not self-defeating. This time, he had already made up his mind to kill Ye Chuan on the big contest, but now, for a moment, he can't wait too much, and can't wait.

"You? Not my opponent, I want to fight with me. I won't win my brothers and sisters on the death and death stage. Let's just let it go, let's camp first, and treat the little bird girl at night."

Hong Lie had to bite his teeth, but Ye Chuan was a disappointing look. He smiled and walked to the side with a fat man. Behind him, Hong Lie was black in front of his eyes, and his face was distorted. Wanting to rush to go behind Ye Chuan is a sword, was stopped by a Xuan Dingmen elders, and had to endure.

On the stage of life and death, the disciples of the three factions can make full efforts to make a living and death, but it is strictly forbidden to fight privately under the stage. This is the rule of every big contest.

"Kid, I will kill you tomorrow!" Hong Lie's chest fell sharply together, forcing the bad smell in his heart.

"To accompany you, but you can't kill me, you don't have that ability."

Ye Chuan turned around and faintly glanced at Hong Lie and continued to camp. He did not take the latter seriously. Ming Ming is not very good, but he is pretending to be like a peerless master who does not have a general knowledge of Hong Lie. He can see people shook their heads and pointed at them.

If there is no strength, it will be low-key. Ye Chuan is not high-profile. Instead, it is high-profile. Which pot does not open the pot and stimulates the Hongli column of the same disciple of the Zongmen. He does not give the latter face. Is there any killer or fear, or is it really stupid?

People are puzzled and can't understand.

Hong Lie was even more angry, and his eyes were red as if he were going crazy.

The big contest of tomorrow seems to be endless!

People's hearts are bright, Zhu Sijia and fat man Zhao Dazhi and others are worried, Aesop is cold-eyed, watching a foreign disciple who is not far away from the hot drink, a smile on his face.