Xiang Yang's move immediately shocked the scene. Everyone was shocked that the person playing the flute was Kang Chufeng. Seeing Xiang Yang coming to intervene, he stopped talking and looked up and down.
Yang Xiaojuan was gently hugged by Xiang Yang, and suddenly felt hot and gasping. She couldn't help but breathe softly. She looked at Xiang Yang in a daze, but Xiang Yang shouted angrily: Although your Dragon Palace Sect is open to robbery, it is a major martial arts sect. As one of the princes of the Nine Dragons, you are so shameless. What a man?
Prince Bing looked proud and said: Boy, what are you? How dare you teach me a lesson here? We captured this little girl. If you want to taste it, you don’t have to rob me. Kowtow three times and let you play. Xiang Yang saw that he was arrogant and had no shame. He was even more angry and shouted: Let’s see if you have such a size! He raised his right palm and activated the Nine Thunder Palm and slapped it out with one palm.
Prince Bian Bing avoided Xiang Yang's attack. Although he was quite surprised by his palm power, he was also very confident in his skills. He thought: Although this kid's kung fu is not bad, he must be limited in his age, and he is not afraid of his achievements. This time he did not dodge, and used Lan Tao's magic palm to move, and a giant whale spread the sea.
As soon as he crossed his palms, Xiang Yang took a step back, his left arm tightened secretly, Yang Xiaojuan let out a soft cry, and he was very anxious: Oh, who is this person? If you can't beat Wun, why do you come out to do it? Prince Bing Wun felt that although the opponent's palm power was not weak, he was still not as strong as his own. He was secretly happy and shouted: "You are overestimating your abilities, you must know the power of the Fourth Prince of the Dragon Palace! In front of Wun, his palms overlapped, so that his full power could hit him.
Suddenly, Xiang Yang laughed loudly, and then shouted: Prince Ah, compared with Prince Ah, this fact is insignificant! The right palm is used to 80% of its mysterious skills, and the palm is like a thunderous work.
With a loud noise, he fought with Prince Bing and tried Prince Bing and Zhang Yang. He knew that his skills were average, and compared with Prince Bing, Ya Zi was not as good as that of Prince Bing. The eight success power was enough to win. Prince Bing and Zhang asked for a big fight, but he knew that the power of this palm was very different? In an instant, Prince Bing and Zhang trembled all over, and his palm power was controlled by the power of the thunder palm. He suddenly forced himself back to himself. With the force of the force, his body shook like a broken kite. The ground fell heavily to the ground, and his arrogance on his face turned into horror. He struggled for a few times and then stopped moving.
Kang Chufeng and others were disdainful of their looks and took a few steps back unconsciously. However, two old men came out from the crowd, staring at Xiang Yang tightly, without saying a word, suddenly, and four dry palms rushed towards Yang, with their moves fiercely, and their fingers were hooked. As soon as they reached their bodies, they wanted to pull off large pieces of flesh and blood, and Xiang Yang hugged Yang Xiaojuan to avoid the attack, thinking: These two old martial arts are higher than those of the squid, but who are they?
The two old masks are frost, with continuous claws and steel hooks flying, like thousands of silver lights flying around towards Yang, waiting for counterattack, suddenly Yang Xiaojuan said intermittently: Don't...Don't waste with them...Um...The village...Well...The people with them... mingled in...Look...Go back... Although her voice was weak, she was full of a tone of her relatives, and she looked like she was whispering to her lover's ears. She realized that her clothes were wet, and a rich fragrance floated out on her body. She couldn't help but be stunned. She heard spies in the village. She didn't even have much imagination for a while, she pulled her height and jumped on a pine tree branch. She was about to run away.
Suddenly, a song of pipa sounded, and Kang Qiyue on the side played the sound of the crazy dream, and said in a sweet voice: Why is this young master so eager to leave? I can't bear to leave! The song sound is lustful and colorful, and the charm is changing. Xiang Yang's heart is in chaos. He didn't even raise his true energy. He stepped on the air and fell down the tree. But how skillful he was, he calmed down and landed steadily and said in a smile: Young master, won't you leave? He pointed to the question and became confused, so that Xiang Yang would fall into the crazy dream and chaos.
Xiang Yang's eyes were blurred, and his mind was slightly dizzy, and he couldn't help but be shocked. He thought: This woman must be Kang Qiyue, the imperial tomb sect, and she was good at using music to disrupt people's minds. It was indeed strange! He had no idea about music and didn't know where to resist. When he heard it, he felt his muscles and bones were weak and his fighting spirit was greatly reduced. The two old men saw Xiang Yang's expression slightly dazed, and wanted to take the opportunity to take action, but he was also under the temptation of the crazy dream, and he made his gesture with both hands, but he didn't want to make any move.
But after hearing Kang Qiyue's voice, he said in a slight voice: Good husband, come quickly, let me serve you well... Xiang Yang hummed lowly, his body trembled slightly, but a disciple of the Imperial Tomb Sect couldn't help it, and ran to Kang Qiyue's back and shouted: Senior sister, I want... I want! He stuck his hands out and tried his best to pinch her plump breasts. He couldn't help but scream in surprise. Instead, he moaned, playing the song while making a loud sound of spring, and gasped: Good junior brother, come... um, right... Oh... Ah... Mr., you come too... Well, Ah...
Kang Qiyue played a erotic song, and she screamed in disguise. The men in the forest couldn't stand it. If they were about to spit out fire in their eyes, Kang Chufeng smiled and looked at Xiang Yang, thinking: This little boy doesn't understand the rhythm, so he can't resist his sister's crazy dream, and he can't catch it.
As expected, Xiang Yang's eyes were closed, and his face was struggling for a long time, he wanted to put Yang Xiaojuan on the ground, although Yang Xiaojuan blushed and his heartbeat, but because he was a woman, he was not confused by her. Seeing that Xiang Yang could not help but feel anxious, he hurriedly said: You... don't be beaten by her...uh...Ah... But he heard the sound of the flute, Kang Chufeng played together, and the crazy dream sounded even more lustful and unrestrained. Yang Xiaojuan was speechless immediately, shy and inexplicably closed his eyes.
Xiang Yang squatted down slowly, put down Yang Xiaojuan, and his hands were hanging in the air Kang Qiyue said in a sweet voice: Mr. Lang, you...you should come and have a good time with me first, and then play with that girl... Yang Xiaojuan felt confused. Under the temptation of the Crazy Dream, she had no intention of resisting and gasping. Her starry eyes were half open, and she looked at the hazy, and Xiang Yang's figure was also a fantasy.
In this turbulent moment, Xiang Yang stood up suddenly, raised his head and roared, shouting: Shameless witch! Such evil tricks are dared to show off! The two palms penetrated their feet, making the nine thunder palms powerful. With a clapping hand, the roaring tremor suddenly burst out, as if the sound of the thunder sounded, and immediately overwhelmed the sound of the iron flute and pipa ensemble, like a big iron hammer hitting everyone's hearts. The lustful and slutty moment before was swept away, and except Xiang Yang, everyone was shocked and shocked.
Kang Qiyue stroked the strings blankly, and every string on the pipa was broken. Kang Chufeng shook his body, his palms trembled, and with a clang, the iron flute fell to the ground, and the sound of the Kang brothers and sisters playing the song was unexpectedly cut off by the loud sound of the thunder palms. The harm was beyond the imagination of others. The breath was churning, and the two of them were each other.
With a sound of the ground, spit out a large mouthful of blood
Xiang Yang's thunder palms hit each other, and his arms were numb, and he cried in his heart: It's so dangerous! He couldn't follow the music theory to solve the Crazy Dream Ming, and he only had a little clear moment in his mind, and he was quick to create wisdom, intending to cover up his voice with the power of thunder and applause, but it actually worked in one fell swoop. This time he used a lot of his true power. How could he bear the power of the nine-way thunder palms easily?
Seeing that the mad dream had been broken, Xiang Yang immediately picked up Yang Xiaojuan and shouted: I won’t be with you anymore! As soon as he lifted his internal strength, he ran to the two old men and was stunned, but he didn’t expect to chase him again.
Xiang Yangheng hugged Yang Xiaojuan, ran like the wind, and whispered: Miss Yang, are you okay? Yang Xiaojuan was not breathing, muttering in a drowsy way: So hot...you...who are you? I...what do I want to call you? Xiang Yang said: My name is Xiang Yang. Is there a girl Huaxuan coming to your village? I am her senior brother Yang Xiaojuan said, "Yes...sen brother? Um...sen brother...sen brother...hmm...sen brother...hmm...sen brother...hmm...sen brother...sen brother...hmm...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen. As he said that, his body twitched slightly and moaned loudly
Seeing that she was a little confused, Xiang Yang asked: Miss Yang, are you injured?
Yang Xiaojuan breathed rapidly, her face was flushed, and she whispered: Kang Chufeng...he...he...he...he...he medicine...
Kang Chufeng likes fishing. How could he bear to poison a pretty girl like Yang Xiaojuan? When Xiang Yang saw Yang Xiaojuan's expression, he immediately understood that this medicine was naturally an extremely powerful aphrodisiac. He said: I will return to the Jinguozhuang immediately. You can bear it, this medicine is not difficult to solve.
Yang Xiaojuan moaned a few times, suddenly struggled, reached out to hug Xiangyang's neck, and said mourningly: So hot... I'm so hot... Xiang Xiang brother... save me quickly... I'm going to die! With this hug, her face became much closer to Xiangyang. A fragrance penetrated from Xiang Yang's nose. I couldn't help but feel nervous and restrained. I comforted softly: Miss Yang, please relax, it won't be a problem. Yang Xiaojuan's eyes were half open and half closed, as soft as if it was about to melt out of water. The voice became more and more confusing, and she said in a pleading manner: Xiang brother, I really can't stand it anymore... I want... I want...
Every time she spoke, a breath of Lanxin blew on Xiang Yang's face, and her delicate body kept coming close to Xiang Yang's body, and her whole body was extremely provocative. Her pretty face was innocent and innocent, but Xiang Yang's heart beat hard. She didn't dare to look at it anymore, and she was determined to rush on her way, thinking: After a few fights today, this little girl made me the most nervous, but she was even more unhappy than Ya Zi, and Yu Jian. It was so bad to return to the women's village!
Yang Xiaojuan was gently hugged by Xiang Yang, and suddenly felt hot and gasping. She couldn't help but breathe softly. She looked at Xiang Yang in a daze, but Xiang Yang shouted angrily: Although your Dragon Palace Sect is open to robbery, it is a major martial arts sect. As one of the princes of the Nine Dragons, you are so shameless. What a man?
Prince Bing looked proud and said: Boy, what are you? How dare you teach me a lesson here? We captured this little girl. If you want to taste it, you don’t have to rob me. Kowtow three times and let you play. Xiang Yang saw that he was arrogant and had no shame. He was even more angry and shouted: Let’s see if you have such a size! He raised his right palm and activated the Nine Thunder Palm and slapped it out with one palm.
Prince Bian Bing avoided Xiang Yang's attack. Although he was quite surprised by his palm power, he was also very confident in his skills. He thought: Although this kid's kung fu is not bad, he must be limited in his age, and he is not afraid of his achievements. This time he did not dodge, and used Lan Tao's magic palm to move, and a giant whale spread the sea.
As soon as he crossed his palms, Xiang Yang took a step back, his left arm tightened secretly, Yang Xiaojuan let out a soft cry, and he was very anxious: Oh, who is this person? If you can't beat Wun, why do you come out to do it? Prince Bing Wun felt that although the opponent's palm power was not weak, he was still not as strong as his own. He was secretly happy and shouted: "You are overestimating your abilities, you must know the power of the Fourth Prince of the Dragon Palace! In front of Wun, his palms overlapped, so that his full power could hit him.
Suddenly, Xiang Yang laughed loudly, and then shouted: Prince Ah, compared with Prince Ah, this fact is insignificant! The right palm is used to 80% of its mysterious skills, and the palm is like a thunderous work.
With a loud noise, he fought with Prince Bing and tried Prince Bing and Zhang Yang. He knew that his skills were average, and compared with Prince Bing, Ya Zi was not as good as that of Prince Bing. The eight success power was enough to win. Prince Bing and Zhang asked for a big fight, but he knew that the power of this palm was very different? In an instant, Prince Bing and Zhang trembled all over, and his palm power was controlled by the power of the thunder palm. He suddenly forced himself back to himself. With the force of the force, his body shook like a broken kite. The ground fell heavily to the ground, and his arrogance on his face turned into horror. He struggled for a few times and then stopped moving.
Kang Chufeng and others were disdainful of their looks and took a few steps back unconsciously. However, two old men came out from the crowd, staring at Xiang Yang tightly, without saying a word, suddenly, and four dry palms rushed towards Yang, with their moves fiercely, and their fingers were hooked. As soon as they reached their bodies, they wanted to pull off large pieces of flesh and blood, and Xiang Yang hugged Yang Xiaojuan to avoid the attack, thinking: These two old martial arts are higher than those of the squid, but who are they?
The two old masks are frost, with continuous claws and steel hooks flying, like thousands of silver lights flying around towards Yang, waiting for counterattack, suddenly Yang Xiaojuan said intermittently: Don't...Don't waste with them...Um...The village...Well...The people with them... mingled in...Look...Go back... Although her voice was weak, she was full of a tone of her relatives, and she looked like she was whispering to her lover's ears. She realized that her clothes were wet, and a rich fragrance floated out on her body. She couldn't help but be stunned. She heard spies in the village. She didn't even have much imagination for a while, she pulled her height and jumped on a pine tree branch. She was about to run away.
Suddenly, a song of pipa sounded, and Kang Qiyue on the side played the sound of the crazy dream, and said in a sweet voice: Why is this young master so eager to leave? I can't bear to leave! The song sound is lustful and colorful, and the charm is changing. Xiang Yang's heart is in chaos. He didn't even raise his true energy. He stepped on the air and fell down the tree. But how skillful he was, he calmed down and landed steadily and said in a smile: Young master, won't you leave? He pointed to the question and became confused, so that Xiang Yang would fall into the crazy dream and chaos.
Xiang Yang's eyes were blurred, and his mind was slightly dizzy, and he couldn't help but be shocked. He thought: This woman must be Kang Qiyue, the imperial tomb sect, and she was good at using music to disrupt people's minds. It was indeed strange! He had no idea about music and didn't know where to resist. When he heard it, he felt his muscles and bones were weak and his fighting spirit was greatly reduced. The two old men saw Xiang Yang's expression slightly dazed, and wanted to take the opportunity to take action, but he was also under the temptation of the crazy dream, and he made his gesture with both hands, but he didn't want to make any move.
But after hearing Kang Qiyue's voice, he said in a slight voice: Good husband, come quickly, let me serve you well... Xiang Yang hummed lowly, his body trembled slightly, but a disciple of the Imperial Tomb Sect couldn't help it, and ran to Kang Qiyue's back and shouted: Senior sister, I want... I want! He stuck his hands out and tried his best to pinch her plump breasts. He couldn't help but scream in surprise. Instead, he moaned, playing the song while making a loud sound of spring, and gasped: Good junior brother, come... um, right... Oh... Ah... Mr., you come too... Well, Ah...
Kang Qiyue played a erotic song, and she screamed in disguise. The men in the forest couldn't stand it. If they were about to spit out fire in their eyes, Kang Chufeng smiled and looked at Xiang Yang, thinking: This little boy doesn't understand the rhythm, so he can't resist his sister's crazy dream, and he can't catch it.
As expected, Xiang Yang's eyes were closed, and his face was struggling for a long time, he wanted to put Yang Xiaojuan on the ground, although Yang Xiaojuan blushed and his heartbeat, but because he was a woman, he was not confused by her. Seeing that Xiang Yang could not help but feel anxious, he hurriedly said: You... don't be beaten by her...uh...Ah... But he heard the sound of the flute, Kang Chufeng played together, and the crazy dream sounded even more lustful and unrestrained. Yang Xiaojuan was speechless immediately, shy and inexplicably closed his eyes.
Xiang Yang squatted down slowly, put down Yang Xiaojuan, and his hands were hanging in the air Kang Qiyue said in a sweet voice: Mr. Lang, you...you should come and have a good time with me first, and then play with that girl... Yang Xiaojuan felt confused. Under the temptation of the Crazy Dream, she had no intention of resisting and gasping. Her starry eyes were half open, and she looked at the hazy, and Xiang Yang's figure was also a fantasy.
In this turbulent moment, Xiang Yang stood up suddenly, raised his head and roared, shouting: Shameless witch! Such evil tricks are dared to show off! The two palms penetrated their feet, making the nine thunder palms powerful. With a clapping hand, the roaring tremor suddenly burst out, as if the sound of the thunder sounded, and immediately overwhelmed the sound of the iron flute and pipa ensemble, like a big iron hammer hitting everyone's hearts. The lustful and slutty moment before was swept away, and except Xiang Yang, everyone was shocked and shocked.
Kang Qiyue stroked the strings blankly, and every string on the pipa was broken. Kang Chufeng shook his body, his palms trembled, and with a clang, the iron flute fell to the ground, and the sound of the Kang brothers and sisters playing the song was unexpectedly cut off by the loud sound of the thunder palms. The harm was beyond the imagination of others. The breath was churning, and the two of them were each other.
With a sound of the ground, spit out a large mouthful of blood
Xiang Yang's thunder palms hit each other, and his arms were numb, and he cried in his heart: It's so dangerous! He couldn't follow the music theory to solve the Crazy Dream Ming, and he only had a little clear moment in his mind, and he was quick to create wisdom, intending to cover up his voice with the power of thunder and applause, but it actually worked in one fell swoop. This time he used a lot of his true power. How could he bear the power of the nine-way thunder palms easily?
Seeing that the mad dream had been broken, Xiang Yang immediately picked up Yang Xiaojuan and shouted: I won’t be with you anymore! As soon as he lifted his internal strength, he ran to the two old men and was stunned, but he didn’t expect to chase him again.
Xiang Yangheng hugged Yang Xiaojuan, ran like the wind, and whispered: Miss Yang, are you okay? Yang Xiaojuan was not breathing, muttering in a drowsy way: So hot...you...who are you? I...what do I want to call you? Xiang Yang said: My name is Xiang Yang. Is there a girl Huaxuan coming to your village? I am her senior brother Yang Xiaojuan said, "Yes...sen brother? Um...sen brother...sen brother...hmm...sen brother...hmm...sen brother...hmm...sen brother...sen brother...hmm...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen brother...sen. As he said that, his body twitched slightly and moaned loudly
Seeing that she was a little confused, Xiang Yang asked: Miss Yang, are you injured?
Yang Xiaojuan breathed rapidly, her face was flushed, and she whispered: Kang Chufeng...he...he...he...he...he medicine...
Kang Chufeng likes fishing. How could he bear to poison a pretty girl like Yang Xiaojuan? When Xiang Yang saw Yang Xiaojuan's expression, he immediately understood that this medicine was naturally an extremely powerful aphrodisiac. He said: I will return to the Jinguozhuang immediately. You can bear it, this medicine is not difficult to solve.
Yang Xiaojuan moaned a few times, suddenly struggled, reached out to hug Xiangyang's neck, and said mourningly: So hot... I'm so hot... Xiang Xiang brother... save me quickly... I'm going to die! With this hug, her face became much closer to Xiangyang. A fragrance penetrated from Xiang Yang's nose. I couldn't help but feel nervous and restrained. I comforted softly: Miss Yang, please relax, it won't be a problem. Yang Xiaojuan's eyes were half open and half closed, as soft as if it was about to melt out of water. The voice became more and more confusing, and she said in a pleading manner: Xiang brother, I really can't stand it anymore... I want... I want...
Every time she spoke, a breath of Lanxin blew on Xiang Yang's face, and her delicate body kept coming close to Xiang Yang's body, and her whole body was extremely provocative. Her pretty face was innocent and innocent, but Xiang Yang's heart beat hard. She didn't dare to look at it anymore, and she was determined to rush on her way, thinking: After a few fights today, this little girl made me the most nervous, but she was even more unhappy than Ya Zi, and Yu Jian. It was so bad to return to the women's village!
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