C1155 Eastern Wasteland Beautiful Young Men Soldiers(part I)
The thunder tribulation was the best coordinate, and thunder was the best way to send messages. Chu Yang had just escaped, but he was immediately caught by the people from the six courtyards, and the people from the east continent.1
Rumble rumble rumble!
Aside from the Saint Masters who controlled the power of spacetime, the other five faction leaders were like a giant beast soaring through the air. The sound of the air exploding split the air as they moved at extreme speed.
They instantly cut off Chu Yang's path.
In an instant, Chu Yang, who was flying at top speed, was like an eagle. He suddenly discovered that a mountain that was as tall as the sky was appearing in front of him, and a powerful aura pressed down on him, as if six mountains were pressing down on his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.
A tiger that eats its fill is like a cat. Only a hungry tiger that wakes up and wants to eat humans is terrifying.
The six Courtyards were all infuriated by Chu Yang, so the aura they were emitting right now was truly terrifying. It was completely different from before.
Chu Yang felt like an ant facing six mountains.
"Six elders, you went home to pick up dust, was your speed fast? No wonder you guys picked up dust, your son doesn't know about this."
The stronger the six old bastards were and the more respected their status was, the more deadly Chu Yang's sharp mouth would be. This seemed to be the legend that it was fearless of people who were barefoot.
No, he had shoes and sandals.
Thunder's sandals were just too great. They allowed him to be carefree as he wished, displaying his heaven warping martial prowess. Even though he had cut off one of the six old bastards, he did not dare to get too close to Lord Chu.
Hehe!
Chu Yang secretly laughed in his heart, and immediately cried out, and then his spirits rose again, "The great river goes east, the waves go east, the ancient people go away." On the east side of the base, they said: "In the Eastern Wastelands, the little white dragon, Eastern Wastelands 002, has a heroic appearance, with a feather fan and a scarf, talking and laughing, there are many heroes in the East Wasteland, all of them serving as concubines." Seven rounds of demonic domain, East Continent should envy me, handsome living well. "Life is like a dream, one is like the moon in a river."
"…"
What a genius.
Putong! Putong!
A dense crowd of people suddenly heard such a good poem. Many people fell from the sky like birds with their wings broken. It was obvious that they were shocked by Chu Yang's poem "Talent".
After they fell to the ground, they raised their heads and looked at Chu Yang not far away, as if they were looking at a unique humanoid creature.
When Feng Po Long suddenly heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched. This damned summary was really good. However, he was truly convinced. Under the encirclement of the Six Great Academies, he probably wouldn't be able to be like Chu Yang and have such great talent for poetry.
"Rumor has it that people with bare feet are not afraid of shoes!" Chu Yang glanced at the six old bastards, "You guys seem to have shoes on, but why aren't you afraid of me? This is illogical!"
He waved his hand towards the people chasing after him, rubbed his chin, and said seriously while thinking, "You people who don't wear shoes, don't come and disturb these historical figures. Otherwise, all of you will be sinners!"
The six Courtyards looked at Chu Yang, who was hanging in the air, wantonly teasing them. Most of their faces were black, you're the wild dog that's not afraid of shoes.
The six of them had such reverence, yet today, they actually joined hands to deal with a member of the younger generation. If word of this got out, it would become a joke. In addition, what was even more depressing was that the thunder tribulation wasn't over yet. They didn't dare to attack the wild dog at all.
The pursuers were even further away and could only catch Chu Yang from a distance.
Who wouldn't be worried about being caught up in the thunder tribulation?
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