The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 755

They all desperately used killing moves at Xie Wanrong, Xie Wanrong only glanced at them briefly, and found that their cultivation was not high.

Muyan turned sideways and waved her palm up, at the same time, Hongling also made a move.

Xie Wanrong watched the play calmly.

With Hongling's strength, playing casually with them would kill them, Xie Wanrong also thought so, the fact was unexpected.

Hongling and Muyan fought them for dozens of rounds, but they didn't even have the slightest advantage.

Xie Wanrong narrowed his eyes, and suddenly laughed out loud, "Jun Mochen, you are here, show yourself!"

"Hahahaha!" Youyuan's laughter came, Jun Mochen descended from the sky, wrapped in black clothes, his handsome facial features were more gloomy than before.

He sized Xie Wanrong around with his eyes, and the corners of his mouth suddenly became stiff: "You... are Wu Zong now..."

"How is it possible..." Jun Mochen was stunned. A few months ago, Xie Wanrong was still a martial artist. What kind of opportunity was it that let her martial artist directly step into the rank of Wu Zong? .1!
Jun Mochen kept subverting in his heart.

Even Hei Yu, who was guarding the front, opened his mouth in surprise, the princess...is too powerful...as expected of the Ninth Princess...

On the other side, the fight was in full swing, Jiaolong dragged a handful of Hong Ling, he is now a real dragon, with tens of thousands of years of practice, he said in a frightened voice: "Hong Ling, let me show my skills!"

As he spoke, he forced two palms, and the man in black vomited blood and died immediately.

Immediately, Jun Mochen was dazzled by the noise from Jiaolong's side again. After dozens of palms in a row, none of the attendants survived.

Although they didn't take the top-grade Bushen pills, they also took the middle-class ones. Their strength even multiplied several times, but they couldn't match that person's move.

Jun Mochen's complexion changed slightly, unexpectedly, after so many days, Xie Wanrong had so many helpers around him.

Jiaolong clapped his palms triumphantly: "Oh, it's really refreshing!"

"Small tricks." Zhulong's eyebrows moved slightly, and he gave him a sideways glance, but he was much more polite to Jiaolong in his actions.

Jun Mochen's eyes widened suddenly: "Xie Wanrong, have you already used those two spirit-gathering stones!"

"It turned out that they came here for the spirit-gathering stone, no wonder..." Xie Wanrong smiled, raised his eyebrows and looked at Jun Mochen: "What do you think? I don't think anyone will hold the spirit-gathering stone and not use it."

"You...!" Jun Mochen yelled, wanting Yu Yingfeng's request, if there were no two spirit gathering stones in Xie Wanrong's hand, how long would he have to wait!

He stared at Xie Wanrong almost madly. The two spirit-gathering stones could indeed help Xie Wanrong step from a martial artist to a martial sect. Thinking of this, his teeth trembled again, "If that's the case, then let's fight! You hurt my sister, It is not a gentleman not to take this revenge!"

Xie Wanrong suppressed Qi Jinghuan calmly, and walked forward with a smile: "Jun Moran is looking for death by himself, and it seems that today is also looking for death."

Jun Mochen glanced at that beautiful face coldly, swallowed two high-grade tonic pills in a row, powerful power poured into his blood in an instant, he moved his body and bones: "Let's see! Who will win the battle, don't you know who will die?" I know!"

Xie Wanrong raised her eyes, smiled and nodded: "Jun Mochen, I like your confidence."

She also felt the power emanating from Jun Mochen, she smiled coldly, and slipped out a few pills with her fingers: "However, I always like quick battles."

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(End of this chapter)