Chapter 937 (1/2)

All around, also again a dead silence, all people are staring at this scene, a long time back to God.

After a while, I saw a hand full of clay shaking and pulling the bricks on the top, one by one, one by one. Finally, a trembling figure climbed out.

I remember the time when Nian anyao was hit by mu Hanyan just now, but he flew out of the brick and stone directly. This time, he crawled out slowly. Obviously, master Nian was injured a lot.

”No way, no way. What kind of magic did you do?” Nian anyao muttered to himself.

At this time, Nian anyao's forehead was not only covered with green bags, but also his two nostrils were constantly spouting nosebleeds, which was so miserable that it made people feel sad.

The fifth Prince and other people's eyes kept beating, and the corners of their mouths also tried their best to twitch: miserable, miserable, it's too miserable, it's really miserable.

After summoning the sword pet, the Beast Master of the sixth level swordsman is still trampled like this. The most important thing is that the opponent is only the third level swordsman. Is there anything worse than him in the world?

”It's said that it's not magic. Why don't you believe it?” If Mu Hanyan said before that it was not a magic, but just a joke, now she is right.

This is obviously a small auspicious beast's talent ability sleep barrier, how can it be a magic?

”Mu Hanyan, mu Hanyan, I will kill you!” Hearing mu Hanyan's voice, Nian anyao was even more ashamed and angry. He was furious and roared at Then he pounced on the fifth prince.

Everyone was in a cold sweat. The old man was really hurt. His eyes were dazed.

”Master Nian, it's not here, it's there.” The fifth prince was startled by the angry appearance of nian'an Yaomu's canthus, and quickly pointed to the direction.

Nian anyao faltered a few times at his feet, shook his head with a shake, and then focused his eyes again. He turned around and rushed to Mu Hanyan again.

”Forget it. I'll give up. Don't fight.” Although he didn't like the old man who helped the tyrant and the tiger, when he saw that he had a green bag and his two nostrils were still bloody, mu Hanyan still couldn't bear it, he said sympathetically. But her sympathy is too fake. People who know her clearly see the dislike in her eyes. She dislikes fighting with the ugly young man at this time.

However, in the crowd, it sounds like mu Hanyan is saying that he is giving up, but it is clear that he is pitying Nian anyao.

Nian anyao himself, of course, also heard this meaning. For a moment, he was very sad and indignant: pity me, you pity me, the great master of animal control in the sixth level of my famous swordsman. Do you need your pity?

He has been famous for decades. No one dares to offend him in the capital. How could he know that he was bullied by a younger generation when he capsized in the sewer today? If he stopped, he might as well be killed!

”Mu Hanyan, don't think you can be contemptuous by some dirty tricks. This time, I want to show you how to write the dead word.” Nian anyao looks sad and indignant, roars up to the sky, speeds up his pace, and then waves his hand to shoot.

”Ah...” Scream in the voice, the body in front of a figure heavily flew out.

All the onlookers were covered with black lines and almost fell to the ground on the spot. Nian anyao's success has not fallen short as before, but the problem is that you have the wrong number. It's not mu Hanyan who flies out, but Rong Tianhai who is with Nian anyao.