Looking calmly at this scene in front of him, the deer feathers were not affected at all, and they still stood faintly in place, and their hands were behind them.

The people around the city were trembling.

“This man has great power!”

“Even the Lord is in his hands!”

“Is this the strength of the five-year-old?”

"It's just a trick, the city's master is defeated, and the man is so understated, and the powerful of the five yuan's condensation are as terrible as they are."

There are many people in the city's main house, their faces are full of hoarse colors, their mouths are smoking, their eyelids are jumping, they can't believe, between the body trembles, a cold sweat, flowing down from their bodies.

If these five-yuan condensate people are determined to kill, they will never be able to resist together!

The fear, in the midst of their hearts, shrouded their hearts and became their shadows.

“Call...”

A wind blew.

In the ruins, the dust flew, and gradually spread the dust, revealing the inside.

The ruins are still ruins, collapsed in a place, but the figure of Jiang Pingjun is not seen.

Jiang Pingjun was deeply submerged in the ruins.

However, with these ruins, smashed on them, will not cause them serious injury.

But why didn’t it appear?

All the people under the house of the city were in doubt, and a moment later, in their eyes, a speck of terror flashed.

“You say that the Lord... will he be... dead?”

“Less than saying, it is a ruin, and a mountain is pressed against the Lord, and it is impossible for the Lord to die.”

“I said it was... that man, a slap, killed the city!”

“This... shouldn’t be...”

Many of the people in the city's house were watching the ruins, and they could not see the Lord appear, and their hearts became more and more uneasy and whispering.

Only the deer feathers, still standing faintly, expressionless.

He was very sure that he would never kill Jiang Pingjun.

Now this scene, only Jiang Pingjun is pretending to die, hoping to escape.

The lip slowly aroused a cynicism, deer feather faintly said: "Jang Pingjun, if I want to kill you, that hand, that hand, will be enough to make you die a thousand times, I have left you a ray of life, if you continue to pretend to die, I will let you really die, but also let you the whole city of the main house, are buried for you."

This is the case, and many of the people in the city are looking at each other.

“Is the Lord not dead?”

“Hold on?”

...

“Bombing!”

As the deer feathers fell, among the ruins, a huge sound suddenly sounded, and the endless rubble of rubble was flying and splashing.

“Hm on!”

A shadow came out of the ruins.

"Don't do it."

At the same time, a somewhat frightened voice came out, and the figure, quite wretchedly flew out of the ruins and stood on the ground.

This figure is naturally Jiang Pingjun.

At this moment, Jiang Pingjun's body has long been bloody, clothes are tattered, the skin is squeezed into rotten meat, full of scars.

His breath was slightly disturbed.

Although the deer feather did not kill him, but that hand, but also made him uncomfortable, seriously injured, it is difficult to mobilize the first time to mobilize the spiritual force, so it is also smashed by the ruins.

"Don't think I don't know what's in your mind."

A faint glance at Jiang Pingjun, deer feathers said indifferently: "You only let people test me, I will kill the man, but your teaching is also essential, Huainan city master, as the culprit, he attacked me, was killed by me, you are an accomplice, and the nature of the temptation is not too bad, the death can be exempted, live crime, this is a lesson for you, you can obey?" 」

“The costume!”

Jiang Pingjun bowed his head deeply, gasped a few times, and said hurriedly, on the cheek, sweating like rain, flowing into his wound, bringing a burst of pain.

At this moment, Jiang Pingjun has already fully believed that deer feathers can definitely kill Fang Tianshen!

Five yuan condensation, plus four-dimensional condensation of the perch, to kill the sky, is indeed not difficult.

Therefore, Jiang Pingjun was really afraid and convinced.

“In the future, I will surely look forward to the words of Antai and the city lord of Yangshuizhou.”

Jiang Pingjun was busy showing loyalty, afraid of deer feathers, and his voice was slightly hurried: "More than that, it will definitely not be in the future."

“Hmm.”

With a slight nod, the deer gazed at Jiang Pingjun and said indifferently: "Since you already know what to do, I will not say much, if you violate what you said today, I will definitely take your head!"

“No way to disobey it!”

Jiang Pingjun knelt on the ground and bowed his head to the deer feathers, and said quickly.

The people around the city looked at each other and looked at each other.

No one blames Jiang Pingjun for being the lord of a city, but he has no strength at all.

Now this situation is no longer a matter of strength, but life and death, kneeling in order to survive, not a shameful thing.

“Hmm.”

With a gentle nod, the deer feathers do not stay here, things are gone, and the tip of the ground is light, facing the position of the hawk, flying away.

“There’s something to ask you next.”

At this time, Jiang Pingjun's voice suddenly came.

The figure of the deer feather, just standing on the back of the esoteric eagle, slightly sideways, said: "Ask."

“I don’t know who your name is, what does it have to do with Yang Shuizhou?”

Hesitating, Jiang Pingjun took a deep breath, asked, looked respectfully, and still knelt on the ground.

Deer feathers have not disclosed their lives since they came to his Sanhecheng, and he was naturally curious about it, and doubted the extreme, and in his impression, there was no such strong existence in Yangshuizhou.

“My name is Deer.”

Glancing at Jiang Pingjun, the deer feathers patted the basalt eagle, leaving only a faint sound, reverberating in the city's main house, the shadows and the basing eagles had already flown into the air, and flew rapidly to the position of Yangshuizhou.

“Deer feathers...deer feathers...”

I whispered a few words about the name.

Jiang Pingjun suddenly looked at his eyes, trembling violently, crouching down on the ground, and his face was pale.

"No wonder... no wonder he's getting involved in this."

“He’s that deer...”

At this moment, Jiang Pingjun felt a little sad.

All the quarrels between Yangshuizhou are only because of the struggle between deer feathers and Fang Lingyun and Ning Zhiyuan, and all along, Jiang Pingjun has only heard the name of deer feathers, but he has not seen the real appearance of deer feathers.

Now I know that the comer is a deer feather, and it is still a five-yuan condensation, and naturally fear in the heart.

Fortunately, the deer feather is not a big evil person, otherwise, not only his city's main house is like this, at that time, the whole city of Sanhe, I am afraid that the people will not talk about life.

“The deer has returned from Qingshizhou...”

Deeply took several breaths, Jiang Ping's military gradually calmed down his own mood, whispering: "He is a five-yuan condensing person, presumably, Ning Zhiyuan ... has died in Qingshizhou ah..."