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1636 Fear of a Bird 1

This Walton Ancestor is too strong and is definitely the ultimate foundation of the Walton family.

Ancestor Walton is a hundred times stronger than the old antiques that appeared in the past.

Even Feng Chime, who is the only one in the world at its speed, can't stand it, which shows how strong this old guy is?

"This formation is so fun!" Swoosh! Xiaoyuer suddenly landed into the formation and stood beside Wang Meng.

"Leave quickly! He dares not hurt you, but if you force yourself, you dare not say it." Wang Meng urged Xiao Yuer. He could not let Xiao Yuer be in danger. This is their battle and has nothing to do with Xiao Yuer.

"My grandfather is really here, he just needs to wait a while before he can arrive." Xiao Yuer whispered.

Ga? Wang Meng understood, relieved, and grinned, thinking, Xiaoyuer is so bad!

Wang Meng was overjoyed!

"Kill!" The Longyou formation elevated the chaotic aura.

At this time, the ancestor Walton was not in a hurry, because he was already sure that the old fisherman had not come. Otherwise, he would have appeared long ago. Since the old fisherman had not come, he would not be afraid. Moreover, all the tribe members were dead, so there was no need to worry. He wanted to play slowly and torture these people to death.

It’s not urgent, but the ancestor Walton is in a hurry. Today, if Fengxingtian cannot be destroyed, the Walton family will suffer a lot.

The ancestor Walton stared at the chaotic dragon-you formation, and at the same time saw that this formation was very strange and powerful. Otherwise, how could he defeat the more with less and kill so many people in the Walton family?

But Old Ancestor Walton believes that if you have one force to reduce ten times, any formation, as long as you are strong, all formations will be given in vain and cannot stop you.

Swish!

Ancestor Walton suddenly broke into chaos.

Sure enough, in less than thirty seconds, countless figures vomited blood and flew out from the formation.

The formation collapsed instantly.

Chaos disappeared, except for the ancestor Walton, Wang Meng and others were covered in blood, some were lying on the ground, some were sitting on the ground, and none were standing.

All injured, seriously injured!

It was too strong. Just now, after Ancestor Walton fought for more than a dozen rounds, his whole body suddenly swelled, and his internal force squirted wildly, directly shattering the formation.

If this formation hadn't been able to disperse the attacks it had been exposed to over 100 people, and if it had acted on a single or two people, it would undoubtedly have died.

Xiaoyuer spitted a few mouthfuls of blood, fell into Wang Meng's arms, and fainted.

Wang Meng was about to save Xiao Yu'er, but the ancestor Walton flashed and headed straight for Wang Meng. He wanted to kill Wang Meng first because this kid was the captain of Fengxing Tianxia and the culprit. His hatred for Wang Meng was simply overwhelming.

Wow!

Ancestor Walton slapped Wang Meng's sky spirit cover with a palm that tore the air.

Suddenly, Wang Meng, whose face was pale and bleeding from the corners of his mouth, showed a strange smile on his face: "The old fisherman will arrive soon. I am his close friend. If you dare to kill me, he will avenge me!"

When the ancestor Walton heard the three words "Old Fisherman", his face changed and his palms paused. It seemed that this name was a taboo. But he knew that this kid was lying to him. If the old fisherman had come, he would have taken action long ago, and could he watch his granddaughter be injured?

However, he still dared not kill Xiaoyuer, and he dared not provoke the legendary existence of the old fisherman.

However, killing Long Xing Tian is a must!

Wang Meng closed his eyes and looked as if he was waiting for death safely.

Wang Meng's performance made the ancestor Walton feel bad, and no one was so calm before he died.

The old ancestor Walton's gesture slowed down again and turned around to look.

No one.

"Hmph! I want to lie to me before dying? Even if he comes today, you will not be able to survive."

After being fooled one after another, the ancestor Walton was so angry.

Wow!

The palm of Walton's ancestor fell, and he no longer hesitated.

"Damn! Old Fish Head? If you don't take action, I will die. Is your granddaughter in my arms?" Wang Meng closed his eyes and suddenly shouted.

"Hmph! Waste!" Suddenly, a cold snor came from the void.

A golden fishing hook suddenly hung above Wang Meng's head. At this time, Walton's slap on Wang Meng's head. Suddenly, the golden fishing hook, Walton's ancestor, changed his face and withdrew his palm. He didn't dare to stay for a second, and turned around and ran away.

This is the deterrence of the old fisherman!

only.

ah!

The old ancestor Walton suddenly screamed, his voice suddenly stopped, his body was running, disintegrating and splitting, as if he had been cut into countless pieces by a quick knife, falling to the ground, with a pile of minced meat.

Wang Meng didn't even see clearly what was cut, but he dared to conclude that it was a fishing line. A fishing line that could not be seen with the naked eye.

The fishing line is too thin and the speed is too fast.

"Why haven't you grown up yet?" A voice sounded, and a burly old man suddenly appeared in front of Wang Meng.

The old man is fairy-like and handsome.

He is handsome and elegant, inappropriate to describe an old man, and it is not appropriate to both the fairy-like and the handsome and elegant style, but he is extremely appropriate to describe an old fisherman. He has this temperament.

Wang Meng was stunned: "Damn it! Why are you old and old, getting younger and younger? Last time I saw you still an old man?"

If Wang Meng hadn't been familiar with the aura of an old fisherman, he would have really not dared to recognize him.

"Eat more fish and be young!" said the old fisherman.

Ga!

Wang Meng rolled his eyes and knew that the old fisherman was lying. He estimated that the old fisherman must have reached the state of rejuvenation.

The old fisherman said, holding the unconscious little fish over and patting her back.

Wow!

The little fish spurted out blood in one mouthful of blood.

The old fisherman poured his internal force into Xiaoyu'er's body. Xiaoyu'er's face turned red and his injuries were all cured in an instant.

"Grandpa! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Be good! Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! Grandpa is not good, it's too late. I just went to take out a bird nest for my granddaughter, which was delayed. I didn't expect that old guy would dare to hurt you." The old fisherman looked heartbroken and quickly took out a few colorful bird eggs from his arms and handed them to Xiaoyuer.

Wang Meng was stunned. Damn, the old fisherman took out a bird egg?

"Wow! There are really colorful bird eggs!" Xiaoyuer stopped crying, and there was a surprise in her big eyes. She quickly took the bird eggs and looked at them with a rare look.

Looking at these bird eggs, Wang Mengdan hurts. The old fisherman is really abusive to children. For the sake of bird eggs, he is not in a hurry to save himself?

"Why did you appear here? Is it to save me?" Wang Meng asked.

"You are so beautiful! How could I know you are in danger? I came to ask you for help this time." said the old fisherman.

"Ah? Are you asking me for help?" Wang Meng was surprised. What is the old fisherman who needs himself?

"I borrow a liter of blood to use it!" said the old fisherman.

Ga?

Wang Meng almost lying on the ground. Is there any loan for this thing? Is it a liter? Do you think I am running water?

Wang Meng was speechless.

"If you don't borrow it, forget it." Seeing Wang Meng's reluctance, the old fisherman was simply right.

"Borrow it! Must borrow it! What's the relationship between us? We have to borrow it if we have to die!" Wang Meng slapped his teeth, slapped his chest, and a bunch of blood spurted out. It was more than a liter of it.

The old fisherman waved his hand and took it away.

Wang Meng was telling the truth. He just wanted to save his life several times. He didn't ask what the old fisherman was going to do.
Chapter completed!
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