Chapter 662： Retreat (1/2)

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”Linger!” How could a middle-aged church owner who was a father be so angry that his daughter's life was at stake?

As soon as his body moved, the cloak of invisibility shook, and a few traces appeared under the low light.

”Sure enough, there is still someone hiding!” At the moment of his movement, two strong winds suddenly shot from the side!

The energy was so strong that two stealth cloaks and two black figures were sprinted out of the room.

The atmosphere of the two is not weak, second only to Fei Xian, it is the existence of two three-crystal semi-immortals!

Still others ambush! !!

The middle-aged master was shocked, but he was indeed the master of intelligence, and his response was extremely agile.

Do not want to think about it, the left and right palms were shot separately, and the true energy in the palms formed a vortex shape, which was extremely repulsive.

Bang--

Two muffled sounds, the middle-aged church owner will attack two palms at the same time to block, the force of repulsion, offset most of the attack.

”Say!” The two three-crystal and half-fairy anger drank. They were furious and found that this person was very weird, and the force of repulsion was sharp, but now they contain a very strong force of adsorption, actually holding them both. Suck, can't move.

”Yingcheng! Save the spirits soon!” The middle-aged church owner dragged the two of them to provide Yingcheng with a chance.

Otherwise, even if the two Sanjing Banxian free up a little bit, they are not what they should be able to cope with.

Ying Cheng was also anxious, seeing that the two three-crystal semi-immortals were restrained, and he was about to shoot.

However, stunnedly, Ying Cheng realized what he was doing, and stepped back from his feet. His forehead was sweating coldly, and his eyes looked around the seemingly empty one, and he was frightened.

The enemy can ambush two waves in a row, can't it ambush the third wave?

”Yes, what are you doing? Don't do it yet?” The middle-aged man's teeth clenched, his cheeks turned red, and his arms made crunchy and crunchy sounds extremely strenuous.

Ying Cheng opened his eyes as Linger was about to be caught by the young man in the yellow shirt, struggling and fearing, making him afraid to take a step.

Finally, turning his head, he stood still and didn't dare to move to prevent being seen.

”Yes, you ...” The middle-aged church owner understood that Ying Cheng had worries and wanted to protect himself, so he gave up Linger and could not help but hate it.

”Ah!” A helpless scream, Linger was held by the young man in the yellow shirt.

”Little beauty, call on the bed!” The young man in the yellow shirt sneered and pulled his elbow back.

It is weird that, with his strength, he failed to drag Linger at all.

”Who? Who is holding my wrist? Come out!” The young man in the yellow shirt suddenly looked stiff and snorted.

Visible to the naked eye, the texture of the skin of his wrist appeared with a five-finger mark, what was holding it!

There is no one, indicating that this person is also a stealth generation.

”Become brother, save me!” Linger overjoyed, crying with joy.

However, a slightly strange voice made her smile abruptly.

”Okay? He doesn't seem to be ready to take a shot, but he has no choice but to take a shot.”

The voice is not ”Yingcheng Brother”, but Su Yu.

Immediately afterwards, the cloak of invisibility opened, revealing Su Yu's figure.

The long silver hair fluttered lightly, covering his small half of his cheek, but he couldn't hide the starry eyes, let alone the handsome face.

At this moment, he turned his back on one hand and the other hand played lightly on the yellow shirt youth's wrist.

The attitude of lifting weights lightly, flowing skirts, long silver hair, and that shallow charming smile seemed to be a stop and beautiful.

At this moment, he felt to the three of the middle-aged hall masters like a **** from the sky, elegant, handsome, but powerful, horrible, and in control of boundless power.

”Go.” The wrist turned slightly, and the young man in the yellow shirt made a stern cry, like a rag bag, thrown out of hundreds of feet and mounted on a boulder.

The young man in the yellow shirt burst his chest, his eyes quickly darkened, and his body was so soft that he died of anger.

The boulder behind him was deadlocked for a moment, then sparsely turned into powder, and the body under the stone was completely buried.

Two crystals and half immortals, wielding between the sleeves and gods.

Before and after, but between breathing!

Witnessing all this, everyone was stunned.

Both enemies and friends were shocked.

Linger's eyes were lost, the silver hair fluttering in front of him, and the man in white clothes made her heart beat suddenly. For an instant, she really felt that this was an ancient fairy with silver hair.

Noble, mysterious, powerful, transcendent, non-red man.

Inexplicably humble, turning inside.

It wasn't just her who felt the humble mood.

Everyone feels a worldly style like a god. This person should only be in heaven, not like anything on earth.

”Who are you ...?” He was full of anxiety about the three crystals and half immortals shot by the middle-aged church master.

Su Yu had both hands on his back, and smiled as if smiling, glancing at the void on the right side of the body.

In his eyes, a Pinpin Feixian who had been ambush here, an inspector, seemed to recognize Su Yu, and fled.

”The inspectors have fled, what are you still doing?” Su Yu was carrying her hands, walking towards them like a walk in the court, moving by people, by the wind, by clothes, with her forehead silver hair blowing away, hanging on the sides of her cheeks, exposing A handsome face smirking as usual.

The intangible oppressive atmosphere made the palms of the two three-crystal semi-immortals tremble.

”Retreat!” The two made an immediate decision, because they noticed that Su Yu's step seemed to be stepping on their chests. If he took the second step, everything would be late.

Su Yu smiled slightly, did not chase, went straight to the middle-aged church owner: ”Have you been injured?”

It was an ordinary question, but it fell in the middle of the middle-aged church's ear, but it was extremely heavy.

I don't know if he was vigilant or forced by Su Yu's momentum, but he unknowingly took a few steps back, and stared at Su Yu with an almost horrified look.

The middle-aged church owner has an illusion. The one standing in front of him is not an unknown soldier at all, but a great shore that can shake the sky.

”Daughter, have you been injured?” Su Yu asked again with a smile.

Asked twice in a row, the middle-aged church owner calmed down and responded in a hurry: ”Oh, oh, me, I'm fine, I'm fine ...”