Chapter 533： Enough or not enough (7) (1/2)

Chapter 95: Enough or Not Enough (7)

Children, don't bother with these words, stay in the mountains, no worries and no firewood. Xiao Li was worried that Xiao Yan had a strong temperament. He was determined to stay under an impulse, and it was completely over.

Xiao Yan suppressed the warm current in his heart and smiled lightly, ignoring the coquettish sound, but separated the crowd gently, walked forward, and resolutely said without a doubt: I said, I'm back. I have everything here, so don't worry, nobody can hurt you. ”

Hahahaha, I've seen arrogant, never seen such arrogant, this boy thought he could challenge us all by himself, without weighing his weight. Xiao Yan's words made the Heipao people tolerate Jun, and smiled and bent his stomach.

If you think Xiao Shao is not enough, then how about us? ”

As this sentence sounded, the five silhouettes of Nan Erming, Xiao Zhan, Purple Shadow, Xiao Yao, and the Storm descended from the sky. Standing side by side behind Xiao Yan, the powerful fighting broke out, intertwined like a mountain, and pressed Everyone was out of breath.

The five black robes in the air were shocked. Obviously, Xiao Yan had no reinforcements. Moreover, with the strength of their leader, they could not see the strength of the others except Xiao Yao. At this moment, They faintly felt that the relationship between the hunter and the prey seemed to be inverted in a blink of an eye.

The army of Iraqi Demon religions is so embarrassed that they dare not come out.

I thought it was five five-stars. I didn't expect that there was only one early five-star, and the other four were just the peak of four-stars. I said, you four peaks in the beginning of a five-star, should you weigh yourself now? Xiao Yao fell from mid-air, returning his teeth for a tooth, smiling angrily at the Heipao people.

As soon as Xiao Yao settled down, the two camps reacted differently.

The cold sweat of the Lord of the Devil and the extinct patriarch continued to ooze. Looking at the familiar old man in front of him, he finally remembered an old man who had made them frightened, and he couldn't help but trembled.

Are you Xiao Yao, the Patriarch of the Xiao people? Did n’t you say you were dead outside? Why ... The series of questions from the Lord Imo could not help but yell at the exit, and the finger pointing to Xiao Yao shivered in the cold wind.