Chapter 944 Chapter 944 Eight-Star Flywheel

Those fat eyes with only one slit left gleaming, looking at the two from bottom to top as if evaluating the goods. Finally, his eyes swept across the baby-faced Duan Ye and stopped on his face. When the unparalleled beauty of Feng Jiu's face flashed across the eyes of a stunning light. Eight??One?Chinese Website &n

"Old man, don't look at people with such disgusting eyes, it will make me want to goug out your eyes."

While the fat middle-aged man was staring at the two of them, Duan Ye was also looking at them, especially the fat guy dressed in gold, seeing him staring at them with that look, he knew what this man was thinking. thinking dirty things.

"Hehehe, where did you come from, the noble son, he is really good-looking, and each has his own style." The fat man laughed, his squinted eyes still staring at the two of them.

However, instead of staring at Duan Ye, it would be better to say staring at the handsome young man in red dazzlingly.

The young man only had the cultivation of a great spiritual master, but from the moment he saw them appear to the present, he did not panic or panic, and stood there calmly, with a faint expression on his handsome and unparalleled face, and the corners of his lips twitched. smile.

The beauty of this young man is even more beautiful than that of a woman, but it is not the kind of sinister and gentle beauty, but a kind of beauty that is as dazzling as the scorching sun. There is a mysterious color in those deep eyes, but it is only At a glance, people can't take their eyes off.

However, it was precisely because of the unparalleled beauty of this young man, because of his calmness, and because of the faint smile on his lips, which gave him a very strange feeling no matter how he looked at it.

Danger.

Well, it's a dangerously weird feeling.

He is just a young man at the level of a great spiritual master, how could it bring him such a feeling? It should just be an illusion.

"Feng Jiu, what kind of cultivation is this old guy?" Duan Ye approached him and asked.

"Golden Core Peak." She narrowed her eyes and said with a smile.

Hearing this, the corner of his mouth twitched. I was talking about that he couldn't beat the peak Jindan cultivator, so he brought a peak Jindan cultivator for him. How could he be so unlucky?

As if she knew what he was thinking, Feng Jiu patted him on the shoulder and said with a pair of eyes with a smile, "It's okay, I can't beat him!"

"You said that it was not long after entering Jindan, and the cultivation level of Jindan in the early stage can handle the peak of Jindan?" He said in a low voice, looked at him, and sighed: "Okay, if we can't find it, let's run. !"

"What are you muttering about? What? Are you afraid? Hahaha, arrest them! Take them back and clean them up!" The Jindan cultivator who had been injured by Duan Ye's eight-star flywheel snorted loudly. A dozen strong men rushed forward to surround them.

"Humph! Courting death!"

Duan Ye snorted coldly, moved his hand, and the eight-star flywheel turned into a ray of light and appeared in his hand. I saw him throwing the flywheel in an instant, and the flywheel slammed with a sharp breath and approached those surrounding them with a deafening speed. The monk scratched his neck.

For a time, when I saw the cold light passing by, screams came out, and the blood splashed on the ground one after another, and the strong men who surrounded them fell to the ground and died before they even touched the two of them.

Also, let the cultivator of the first-level Great Spirit Master to deal with the peak of Foundation Establishment, he must be killed as soon as he makes a move.

Seeing this, the fat man paused while patting his stomach, his eyes fell on Duan Ye.