Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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Just when War Fei thought that he could slap the slap of the monsoon smoke, the palm of his arm was stiff, and it was stiff in the air!

A large hand firmly held the wrist of Zhan Fei, and set his hand at a distance from the top of the monsoon.

Zhan Fei did not think that his own attack would be stopped. He immediately raised his head, but found a handsome face, a man with a cocky eyebrows and a man who did not know when it appeared in the monsoon smoke, buckled on his wrist. The palm of the hand comes from this person!

The man had a face with a slight lack of emotion in his eyes. Even if he didn't even notice it, he was suddenly approached by this person!

"Yang Hao." The monsoon smoked calmly sitting in the chair and screamed.

Yang Lan’s hand immediately had an action. He slammed his hand and held the hand of Warfa in one hand. The other hand holding the three-pointed and two-edged knife suddenly smashed toward the head of Warfa!

The fierce chills swept over the top of the battlefield, and the death of a cold and fiercely infuse the temperament of the warfare. He was almost subconscious, and he drummed all the power, and squatted against Yang Lan’s hand, glaring at Yang Lan. The hand slightly released the gap, he immediately pulled back!

The speed of the battle is extremely fast, and the danger has escaped the attack of Yang Lan, but even so, the tip of the three-pointed and two-edged knife is still rubbed from his cheek, but it is hard to sweep. In the face of Zhan Fei, a long **** mouth was drawn!

In a moment, the **** smell filled the silent hall, and the sweet smell broke into everyone's lungs.

Yang Wei stood steadily behind the monsoon smoke, and there was a crack in the hand of the fierce fist, but he did not respond. He just squinted his eyes and looked at the crack that cracked at his tiger's mouth. Slender, sinuous, faintly visible some sawdust falling along the crack.

Of course...

The Fiji who got out of the game, but already surprised by a cold sweat, he never dreamed that in a remote city like Jicheng, someone could pick up his trick!

What made Warfare even more convinced was that he was actually hurt by the man in front of him!

The pain in the face of the cheeks reminded me of the shock.

Su Shi and Thunder stood behind the battlefield, and they were dumbfounded. They looked at the deep visible bone scars on the face of Ying Fei. They watched the large blood running down the wound and dyed the chest in front of the chest.

All of this is strange and makes them hard to believe!

"War...the warlord?!" Su Shi’s voice has changed. Warfare is the personal bodyguard given to the big princess. His strength is naturally self-evident. So long after being with the big princess, Su Shi has never I have seen Warfare defeated in the hands of any opponent.

Of course...

This impossible situation, but lived in front of her.

This……

How can it be!

"Shut up!" Ying Fei lowered his curse and raised his hand to wipe the blood on his cheek. He narrowed his eyes in the haze, staring at the side of the monsoon smoke, and the eyes of the drooping Yang Lan.

"who are you!"

Yang Lan did not have any reaction at all. He did not even look at the war.

The sound of the monsoon smoke is ringing at this moment.

"His name is Yang Lan. If you are happy, you can also call him Erlang God!"