"Lu Fei, be careful, this ice and cold iron is extremely cold, if you are not careful, you may be frozen and cut off."

Lu Fei ignored Luo Jia's gloomy face and went to the front, ready to take the ice and cold iron, but heard the hint of Momo Chuyu.

At present, the steps of Lu Fei have slowed down, cautiously approaching the ice and cold iron, and with the approaching step by step, Lu Fei can clearly feel that the temperature is getting colder and colder, and the cure drives the continuous rolling of the spiritual force in the body, which can barely resist the cold.

“Damn, I don’t have to put it in my eyes!”

Seeing Lu Fei ignored him, which made him feel very faceless.

Luo Jia was in the middle of the air, a fist mixed with the anger of the mood suddenly bombarded out, a sharp fist is mixed with cold killing intention, to the grasp of the ice and cold iron Lu Fei fiercely bombarded the past.

Feeling the strong wind that struck again behind him, Lu Fei's eyes were also cold, but when he was about to turn around and shoot, a figure appeared behind him, this person was not someone else, it was Jiang's year.

"Lan Shao, you will take the ice and cold iron, this man, leave it to me!"Jiang held an iron rod in his hand, flashing at Mori, and then suddenly bombarded out, fiercely and fiercely with the strong force of the wind.

The low voice came out at the touchpoint, and then the fierce wind swept away, and when it spread to the ginger year, a flash of spirit came out, canceling it out.

It seems that Jiang's year is also a good opportunity to get in this spiritual feather secret.You should have got a trick on the stick.

Seeing the ginger year shot, Lu Feiwei, even if he nodded, he could feel that the strength of Jiang's year is not the same as it used to be, reaching the realm of the innate peak, and with the stick in his hand constantly dancing, his momentum is also constantly rising.If you want to come to Jiang's time, even if you don't beat Luo Jiajun, you will not easily lose.In this way, Lu Fei was reassured to let Jiang age up.

"I don't know how bad the waste, you dare to fight me?"Even if your master is flying, it is useless!”

Nalo Jia looked at the ginger years of blocking, suddenly couldn't help but laugh out loud, Lu Fei's ability to compete with him, so that he was a tough man who killed Zhao Mingde, and there was no accident in Luo Jiajun.

However, did this ginger age really think that he was a running dog loyal to the land, but also have the qualifications to compete with himself?It’s too much to put yourself in the eye.

Jiang was expressionless, staring at Luo Jiaxuan, a strong spiritual force on the surface of his body, faintly, as if there was a low roar, in the middle of its muscle squirming.

He knew that everything he had today was flying by landing, and without the help of Lu Fei, I am afraid that he is still being bullied by his two brothers, and there will be no such status and such strength and glory.

Therefore, whether it is for grace or to gain a good feeling in front of Lu Fei, he must help Lu Fei seize the ice and cold iron.

The others in the square, because of this scene, they can know that Lu Fei's strength is very strong, and even the famous and famous characters such as Longqing Sang have to be treated with caution.

But Jiang years, he was just a loyal dog of Lu Fei, and did he also have the ability to fly like Lu Fei?If he had such a powerful ability, would he still be subservient to the land?

“Get out of here!”

At this time, Luo Jiajun was no longer half-way demeanor when he appeared, and the ferocity on his face made people feel cold when they looked at it.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that he will be directly suppressed by this fierceness, but unfortunately, what he is facing now is a inheritance force and a firm heart.

Therefore, when Luo Jia's face was tremless rushed out, the year of ginger did not retreat, and the surging spiritual energy swept away, wrapped in the iron rod in his hand, and then mixed with the strength of the whole body, when the head was fiercely bombarded with Luo Jia.

The kind of tattered air and ringing the harsh wind, even even Luo Jia, the eyes are slightly condensed, and then the surging spirit surged out, the body shook, the bright golden light poured out from its body, directly in the surrounding body condensed into a substantial golden light cover.

“The thomy!”

The iron rod was heavily smashed on the gold hood, and suddenly a crisp golden iron handover sound was suddenly heard, and the ripples were rapidly raging, but in the end it was not broken.

“Your strength is very good, but you can’t break my gold mask!”

In the midst of the golden light rushing, the face of Luo Jia was swept over a smile, and the spirit force condensed into an iron fist on its fist, and then mixed with rolling fluctuations, bombarded to the ginger year.

“The Magician!”

The spiritual force on the body of Jiang years is like a lightning surge, and finally it is directly transformed into a black light armor, above the light armor, the flashing dark luster, it is extremely strong.

“The thump!”

Luo Jia's fist fell heavily on the light armor, above the light armor, as if there was an ancient roar, a strange force surged out, and it was actually the resistance of the power of Luo Jiaxuan.

“The bombardment.”

Directly with the chest hard to catch Luo Jia's punch, ginger years in the eyes is also suddenly flashing a fierce color, the iron rod danced, into a stick shadow, covering the sky to Lo Jia hue.

Looking at the ginger year such an offensive, Nalo Jiajun is also full of anger, surging spiritual force condensed into the shape of a tiger, whistling out, and the sky stick fierce collision.

“The thump!”

The people in the square looked at the extremely violent battle in the air, and their eyes were not full of a strong shock color, and they obviously did not expect that this little brother of Lu Fei, the owner of the Jiang family, Jiang's year, the strength would be so strong!

In the back of the ginger year and Luo Jiajun into a fierce war, the palm of the land, has reached into the ice and cold iron half-foot range, but because of the cold nature of the ice and cold iron, it seems that only at a slow to extreme speed, a trace close to the ice and cold iron and charged him.

At this time, it is obvious that he can not be distracted, and as for Luo Jiajun, he can only be handed over to Jiang's time.

“The throttle!”

The stick shadow quickly passed like lightning, and fell hard on the gold body of Naroga, bursting out of the crisp sound of gold and iron.

The two people's confrontation, are extremely fierce, the shot are not at all mercy, but both people also have the body of things, so it seems ferocious, but the two people's body, but there is no obvious injury.

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