Looking down at the white and tender woman under her, a lewd smile appeared on Hermen’s face, and her big hands held the two soft balls with a slight effort. The woman under her body suddenly arched her waist slightly like a female cat. There was a slutty groan.
He was trembling all over by the soft groan, Hermon wrapped his arms around the woman's waist, and his body shook crazily. After a while, the two naked bodies stiffened at the same time.
Yang raised his head, the intense pleasure caused De Hemeng to take a long breath, and his tight body softened quietly at this moment.
Just when Hemeng's body was trembling slightly because of the pleasure, the keen nerves that had been in the knife edge all the year made him suddenly tighten his skin, and a warning flashed across his heart, and his palm grabbed the quilt beside him, suddenly The time was thrown behind him.
"Shit."
A cold light slashed away the bedding easily, and a shadow quickly flashed into the tent, with a cold blade glowing, and struck Hermon's neck mercilessly.
The sudden attack caused De Hemeng's face to change drastically, and he rolled on the bed in embarrassment, avoiding Jian Feng dangerously.
The blow was fruitless, the sword's edge did not stagnate, and it strode out horizontally, a flash of cold light passed over the fire ball in the tent, and then chased He Meng, who was evading, on his chest, drawing a shallow blood mark on his chest.
"Ah!" Looking at the black shadow that suddenly broke in, the woman on the bed suddenly screamed in horror despite the springtime. The palm of his hand was slightly bent, and a piece of charcoal was sucked into his hand. Xiao Yan shot away behind him without turning his head. With a slight muffled, depressing scream, it stopped abruptly.
"Who are you? Why do you want to assassinate me? Don't you know that I am the third commander of the wolf head mercenary group?" He Meng's face changed angrily during the retreat.
"It's because of this that I killed you." The shadow raised his head, revealing the handsome face of the young man.
"You...Xiao Yan?!" He Meng was taken aback while looking at the young face. Then his gaze shifted to the huge black ruler behind the boy, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he shouted coldly.
"It's an honor to be remembered by the three regiment leaders."
With a slight smile, Xiao Yan's palm fell slightly, and then suddenly struck the hilt of the long sword. The long sword suddenly turned into a cold light and shot towards He Meng like lightning.
Jian Guang's speed is extremely fast, even if Hermon's reaction is not slow. But Xiao Yan still left a blood mark on his face.
His tongue licked the blood that shed on his face, and a strong killing intent appeared in He Meng's eyes. He sneered and said, "You really have the courage. You dare to assassinate me alone, but that's fine. Just solve it here. You, lest you have to go to Mandashan to look for it later."
As he said, He Meng twisted his head slightly, and on the surface of his body, a faint grudge began to loom. A pair of iron fists clenched, between the joints. There was a clicking sound.
Looking at Her Meng who was in a fighting state, Xiao Yan shrugged helplessly. This guy's sensitivity to danger far exceeded his expectations. Therefore, the plan to attack and kill had already failed.
However, the sneak attack was just Xiao Yan's desire to be lazy and save some energy. Since the effort to save energy is now broken, Xiao Yan doesn't care about the extra effort. and. After months of hard training, Xiao Yan really needed to fight to measure his progress.
The body twisted slightly. The crisp sound of the bones was not smaller than that of Hermon, his palms spread out slowly, and then he clenched tightly, pale yellow grudge, and his fists surged.
"Boy, it's your stupidest decision to treat me as a prey!" With a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth, He Mengyin smiled predictably, and his feet slammed on the ground, like a giant monster, running rampant. Rushed away violently at Xiao Yan.
Looking coldly at He Meng, who was rushing with his fierce energy, Xiao Yan slowly stretched out his palm, and after an instant, he suddenly spread out, and yelled, "Go away!"
As Xiao Yan's shout fell, his fierce energy suddenly spurted out of his palm, hitting the violently charged Hemeng's body.
"Boom!"
With a muffled sound, the bloodthirsty on He Meng's face solidified slightly, and the forward-looking figure suddenly shot out, his soles clinging to the ground, until a deep ditch several meters away was brought out on the ground. Slowly stop.
"The kid really has some ways." There was a dignified face on his face, and He Meng slowly sighed, and his fist hit his chest, only to see the original bronze skin, but it gradually became a little pale. .
"I practiced the rock technique that claims to be the strongest defense among the attributes. With your strength, I can't break my defense!" He sneered, and He Meng clenched his fist, and even his arm was pale. colour.
The soles of the feet slam on the ground again, and Hermon's speed this time has become significantly faster than before. The fierce speed and the wind pressure brought up the tent to bulge.
Feeling the oncoming violent wind pressure calmly on his face, Xiao Yan's body slightly flew out with fierce vigor with his huge fists on one side of his body.
With a light stroke of his toes on the ground, Xiao Yan walked around behind He Meng like a ghost, with a fist containing vindictiveness, slamming heavily on his cervical vertebrae.
"Clang!" The fist hit Hemeng's body, but there was a crisp sound like a rock beating.
With his brows slightly frowned, Xiao Yan retracted his fists like lightning. With his own speed, his fists and elbows were suddenly shot out. Every attack hit the same spot. Suddenly, a burst of sound was heard inside the tent. The sound of rock beating.
"Go away, the annoying fly, I said earlier, with your strength, it is impossible to break my rock defense!" Carrying fierce energy on his right foot, he kicked out from behind him heavily, Hermon Sneered proudly.
The palms were slightly curled and slightly touched He Meng's feet, and the tyrannical power contained in them immediately caused Xiao Yan to shoot backwards fiercely.
"As expected, it is one of the most suitable fighting spirits for hand-to-hand combat. This strength... is really strong." Xiao Yan's body turned over in midair, and Xiao Yan steadily fell back to the ground, shaking his somewhat sore palms, exclaiming in his heart.
"Boy, with your strength, you also want to do it right with the wolf head mercenary group? It's just looking for death!" He patted the dust on his back, He Meng grinned and said: "I don't have time to play with you, or solve you quickly Well, lest it disturb my good deeds."
Slowly spread his fists on his chest. Her Meng's feet stretched, and the hair on the top of his head stood upright, and a slight pale grudge flashed quickly in his eyes.
A mouthful of white gas was spit out from He Meng's mouth. At this moment, Xiao Yan seemed to find that He Meng's hands and feet suddenly became much stronger.
Above the naked arm. The pale muscles were constantly agitating, and a fierce force quickly gathered under it.
"It's over. Kid!"
He Meng grinned at Xiao Yan as he felt the gushing power in his body. Bai Sensen's teeth looked terrifying.
Seeing Her Meng whose strength suddenly soared a lot, Xiao Yan's face was slightly solemn, and his vindictive spirit gathered in his palm.
The power in the body, after a moment of brewing. When he entered the peak state, He Meng stepped on the sole of his foot. The speed of the skyrocketing ground was actually equal to that of Xiao Yan. With a glare in front of him, He Meng with a grinning smile on his face flashed out, his huge fists, with oppressive wind, slammed against Xiao Yan's head fiercely.
The fierce energy on top of his head caused Xiao Yan's face to change slightly, and the energy suddenly shot out from the palm of his palm, taking advantage of the reverse thrust created by this force. Xiao Yan retreated violently.
"Want to run?" Looking at Xiao Yan who was retreating in a hurry. Hermon sneered and stepped forward. He actually chased him up, bowed slightly, and then appeared in front of Xiao Yan again in the blink of an eye like a creeping leopard.
"Go to hell!" With a grinning grin, He Meng's fist hit Xiao Yan's head again.
Seeing that there was no way to hide, Xiao Yan frowned, and the grudge inside his body was also circling swiftly, and then his fists met him fiercely.
"Boom!"
There was a dull sound, exploding in the tent. On the ground the two touched, the loess was blown away by the storm caused by the huge physical force.
"Dare to bump into me? Get out!"
Seeing Xiao Yan even dared to choose to face him, a trace of cruelty flashed in He Meng's eyes, and the fighting energy in his body all followed the flow of the meridians, and then bombarded out.
"Huh..." The huge force made Xiao Yan's face pale, and a low muffled grunt came from his throat, and he staggered back quickly until he reached the thick edge of the tent, and then slowly stopped.
"Unexpectedly, you could survive a hard encounter with me. It seems that you often cultivate your body, right?" Seeing Xiao Yan seemed to have suffered only a small injury, He Meng couldn't help being a little surprised. You know, cultivating the body. The suffering he suffered was far beyond the analogy of cultivating vindictive energy alone. Looking at Xiao Yan's appearance of delicate skin and tender flesh, he could hardly imagine that the latter was actually a person who cultivated the flesh.
"It seems that it is still difficult to deal with the Eight Star Fighters without releasing the shackles..." After rubbing his tight chest, Xiao Yan suddenly sighed in a low voice.
Listening to Xiao Yan's whispering to himself, He Meng frowned and immediately sneered.
Sighing and shook his head, Xiao Yan slowly took off the profound ruler behind He Meng's face, and then casually threw it aside.
"Bang!" At the place where the Xuanzhong ruler landed, there was just a piece of hard rock that was pressed into powder under the terrifying weight of the Xuanzhong ruler.
Looking at the white powder in a daze, He Meng's eyes suddenly shrunk to the size of a pinhole, a touch of horror, slowly rising in his heart... This guy has been carrying such a heavy thing to fight him
Taking a deep breath, when He Meng looked at the boy again, there was a bit of dignity and amazement in his eyes.
Ignoring the change in the opponent's eyes, Xiao Yan stretched his body lightly, and the instant violent fighting energy in his body filled him with power.
"I'm sorry, I just used you as a trial stone." Lifting his face, the young man's delicate face was apologized, he smiled slightly at He Meng, and his figure suddenly flickered.
The shadow in front of him flashed past, and He Meng Shang hadn't had time to reflect, and the gentle voice of the young man slowly sounded in his ears.
"It's over, the third commander of the Wolfhead Mercenary Group..."