Vol 2 Chapter 1: To the thirtieth

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Take a look at Huang Rong: "The people who should come will always come. This time, you will deal with him. But remember, don't hurt his life. Now we should not make too many enemies, let alone publicize them."
Huang Rong nodded: "Understood, brother, let him retreat from difficulties, the best strategy."
"Very good, I am worthy of my smart Ronger."
The two flashed and performed the technique of light skill, reaching the top of the cliff.
On the top of the cliff, it was the three people who had just left, but in front of them, there was a strange burly-looking man, his eyes wide open, as if he would swallow both of them.
"You are Kunpeng?" Khan looked at Kunpeng with a disdainful look, "It turned out to be just a weak white face that couldn't help the wind. What can you do to fight my butcher?"
"Butcher?" Kun Peng said softly, "Are you a pigsmith?"
"Unpretentious, even saying that our elder brother is a pig-killer! Tell you that the elder brother is the one who killed people. By now, the people who have died in his hands have already exceeded 1,000, so he has earned the reputation of "thousands of people slaughtering." The people defeated by Mei Chaofeng began to be extravagant.
Huang Rong said, "Thousands of people slaughter? I think you are the executioner, right?"
The executioner kills, and the slain has no possibility of resistance. It is better than the lamb to be slaughtered. No matter how much it kills, it cannot show the powerful strength of an executioner.
Huang Rong said that he was obviously a contempt for him.
"Little girl, do you want to come over and try, see how many tricks you can walk through under your hand?" Thousands of people invite Huang Rong.
At this time, lunch was already over, and many people had heard the sound of thousands of people slaughtering, and they had slowly come around.
Since ancient times, where there is lively, there will always be a lack of audience.
"Just try, is this girl still afraid of you as an executioner?" Huang Rong stepped forward, "I don't know what your heart is doing, even so cruel, beheaded thousands of people. This girl today I really want to smash you corpses for those thousand injustices, but my brother is kind and does not want to let you die. However, I must let you taste the taste of death."
Thousands of people are martial arts strongmen, who are about to advance to the airway of Rakshamon disciples. More importantly, he is cruel in nature and regards people as grass. Therefore, even though the strength and strength of the Rakshamon disciples and Shinto disciples, no one dared to speak to him like this.
Today, he was humiliated by a prospective disciple who had just gone up the mountain and had not yet apprentice.
"Okay, then my butcher will see today, who can make it better than death!"
During the speech, he did not care about a strong man, and shot at a beautiful girl, would he attract the contempt and contempt of others, and gather his strength and force, and the air made a crackling pop.
"Thousands of people are really worthy of the existence of the pinnacle of martial arts, and their strength is amazing." Someone secretly commented, "Although the little girl is covered by the head and the elders, I am afraid that it is impossible to guarantee at this time."
"Yeah, the head and the elder, none of them are here."
Facing coercion, Huang Rong had no fear.
She didn't even believe that the disciples at the peak of the martial arts at Rakshamen could compare with all the other players on the list of Shushan Pingding.
The mountain-like palm power coming from the sky can be hacked to death if placed on an ordinary force disciple, but she is Huang Rong and has already practiced the spells taught by Kun Peng himself. ..
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