The Secret of the Seal

"The wild boy that emerged there?" Seeing the presence of no one in Qindong, the Wuyue scattered people were depressed.

Qin Dong smiled from Li Yebing, indicating that he would continue later, and then cast a cold eyes on the Wuyue Sanren.

"How is your temper so big, is it wrong to take the medicine?"

"What do you say?" Wuyue's face was changed. The front stepped forward, and the murderous murderousness slammed the wind and waves, and the hunting of Qin Dong's clothes sang. [

Li Yebing knows that Qin Dong is very powerful, but how bad it is, she is not clear. Therefore, it is very worried for Qin Dong. After all, the status of Wuyue Sanren in the Biyue Palace, but relying on strength, the real knife is really fighting.

Seeing the fear of Li Yebing, Song Nantong tapped her shoulder and whispered, "Don't worry, wait to watch the show."

During this period of time, Song Nantong was not less affected by the Wuyue Sanren. It is said that this time he and Dao Zun went to Xuan Yuecheng to perform the task. Wuyue Sanren relied on the close relationship with Dao Zun, and he hinted that Tao Zun took the opportunity to remove it. If it wasn't for the sorrow that was too unlucky and had not found an opportunity, it would be destroyed by Qin Dong. Song Nantong would not be able to come back.

Song Nantong's heart is not bad, but it is not a bad person. He only hopes that Qin Dong will give a good lesson to Wu Yue's scattered people and kill him best.

"I said that your temper is so bad, one day you have to suffer." In the face of the violent murderousness of the Wuyue scattered people, "Dongdong noodles do not change the sneer of the color."

"I don't know the dead boy!" Wuyue Sanren apparently did not put Qin Dong in his eyes, and under the wrath, he took a shot. Look at the random look, it seems that Qin Dong is a flies that die.

Qin Dong’s hands were behind him, his body shape was still moving, and he was swept away in the face of Wuyue’s scattered people. He neither hid nor resisted, but he was hard to beat himself.

The eyes of Wuyue Sanren are colder, and Qin Dong has been seen as a dead person.

Full of thought that this palm can be enough to save Qin Dongying's bones, but the results are very different from his imagination. Before the murderousness of his body, he could also blow the clothes of Qin Dong, but the power of his palm, hitting Qin Dong, but like a mud cow into the sea, let alone blowing the clothes of Qin Dong, even Qin Dong’s Hair, there is no "swing".

"Well!?" Wuyue scattered people could not help but exclaimed, and Qin Dong was suddenly launched at this time. The shoulders shook a little, and the enthusiasm of the sky rushed like a tsunami.

The five-year-old scattered people who were surprised were even more shocked by the souls, and a series of strange screams that changed their tone, and they flew away.

He is fast, Qin Dong's spirit is faster! The Wuyue San people did not quit too far, and they were swept up by the enthusiasm. The screams rang out, and the figure of the Wuyue Sanren was like a sack thrown high, and after a beautiful arc in the air, it crashed. Kneeling on the ground, pulled out a big pit with a radius of three feet. Looking at the expression of Wuyue Sanren, I know how much pain he has at this time.

The gray-faced face climbed out of the big pit, and for a long time, it was breathless.

"It's useless!" Qin Dong snorted, his face was ridiculous and contemptuous.

"You..." Wuyue Sanren wants to go back, but the question is, does he have such qualifications and guts? From the beginning to the end, Qin Dong’s hand is always behind him. When people did not even have their hands, they defeated them. This kind of strength is only afraid that he does not even look up.

Wuyue Sanren is not an opponent of Qin Dong, which is certainly expected in Song Nantong, but he did not expect that Qin Dong could not even move his hands, so that the Wuyue Sanren could be so defeated. The estimate of Qin Dong in my heart has risen several times in succession.

Not to mention Li Yebing, his mouth is open, his eyes are squatting, his face is full of incredible.

"Master, you..." Qi Min's face "color" is now a gray, originally expected to Wuyang scattered people to support themselves, and now it is good, Wuyue scattered people themselves can not stand up.

The Wuyue Sanren lived to the present, probably not yet defeated like this, and regarded this as a shameful shame. When the pain on my body was relieved, I immediately smashed up from the ground and pointed to the martyrdom of Qin Dong's wow. "What kind of magic are you using?"

Qin Dong listened to sneer, and Song Nantong couldn't help but sneer at the "Five Sacred Mountains. Just now, have you been confused?"

Wuyue Sanren blushes and yells at Qin Dong, "I don't accept it! I have the ability to come again!"

"Good! But this time, if you lose, you have to sign a slave contract with me and be my slave."

"Ah!?" The face of the Wuyue Sanren's face "color" has changed, such as smelling.

Qin Dong cold face "How, are you afraid?"

"That... if you lose?"

"Ha ha ha..." Qin Dong burst into laughter, and the momentum of Zhang Yang made the Wuyue scattered people feel ups and downs.

"What are you laughing at?" Wu Yue San people felt more guilty and timid, and unconsciously, even the voices were a little trembling.

Qin Dong received a laughter, and his eyes looked like a monk to the Wuyue Sanren. The word was like a mountain. "If I lose, let you kill it!"

"You also have to make a slave contract with me."

"Yes!" Qin Dong answered the unusually refreshing.

Song Nantong almost didn't smile. A second-level monk actually wants to enter into a slave contract with an eight-level monk. Even if the people actively cooperate and do not resist, the chances of success will be infinitely close to zero. The thought of a second-level monk, placed in the sea of ​​an eight-level monk, is like throwing paper into the fire, it is simply a dead end.

Qin Dong's self-confidence and momentum, of course, let the Wuyue scattered people guilty, but things have developed into this field, he has no other choice.

Even Li Yebing, who is hiding on one side, can feel it. The Wuyue Sanren is madly condensing his own spiritual power, and the momentum is rising at an alarming rate.

Qin Dong did not interrupt him at all, just stood by and looked coldly.

"Five-Yue pressure top!" Waiting until the momentum accumulated to a certain extent, Wuyue Sanren's right palm five fingers suddenly opened, and suddenly pressed down. Like the shadow of five majestic peaks, it has fallen sharply from the air, and there is a tendency to press Qindong into a patties.

This is the strongest blow of Wuyue Sanren. In the eyes of Li Yebing, it is actually a mountain shake. In the eyes of Qin Dong, it is not worth mentioning.

"You are so capable? It is still a servant to be my slave!" Qin Dong waved a piece of chaos, and Wuyue Sanren's full force hit, suddenly vanished.

The Wuyue San people have not reacted yet, and Qin Dong’s figure has already plucked and rushed to him. The Wuyue scattered people were shocked, and the subconscious rushed backwards. Qin Dong was willing to let him escape. His figure suddenly accelerated, and the sword finger flashing with red and blue light seemed to cross the time and space and was suddenly printed in the middle of the forehead of Wuyue San. A very overbearing mind, immediately plunged into his knowledge of the sea, firmly in it.