Chapter 1542: Why should I come out?
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The Spirit of God Million Domain
- Gan Duoduo
- 1226 characters
- 2021-01-29 03:24:28
Chapter 1542 Why do I leave?
Zhou Hong’s face showed some anger, but he also knew that the old man in front of him was not good at the end, especially the strength of the other side was much stronger than himself.
"All of you listened, 10,000 to the liquid, and quickly got me together. Every two hundred drops of the supreme liquid, half an hour to get together." Zhou Hong screamed at everyone.
He looked at the people of the West Tigers around him and said, "You are going to collect the supreme liquid. From the very beginning, there are two hundred drops of supreme liquid per person."
Oh...
As Zhou Hong’s words rang, those who took the boat at the scene were not happy.
You must know that you have spent five hundred drops of the supreme liquid on the spirit boat. Now, even the pirates can't get it. They have to make up the sacred liquid to the pirates. Is this a blatant robbing?
"By what, you are really deceiving too much, we have already spent five hundred to the liquid in the spirit boat, you can not solve the horse thief now, even if we want to get together, this is what makes sense."
One of the seven tempered men's tempered men, he suddenly stood up from the seat, he thought that the people who had just talked with him would stand up and oppose.
Who knows, when he found himself standing up, the man around him, he was like pretending not to see him, looking at the sea level in the distance.
"Oh...what is it? Just because we are stronger than you!" The Western Tigers were responsible for the middle-aged man who received the sacred liquid. The momentum of his eight spirits broke out.
Suddenly, the whole person slammed out against the man who stood up and rebelled, and suddenly slammed into the chest of the middle-aged man.
He directly pinched the middle-aged man's neck with a sly smile on his face and said: "I will remember later that the West Tiger can't help you, so don't be embarrassed."
The middle-aged man looked at the man around him with resentment in his eyes and said: "I hate... I hate... obviously you want me to object..."
Oh!
The eight-pronged man of the West Tigers, he directly took the body of the man he killed, directly put the storage ring on his body, and threw the other's body directly into the sea.
Just above the noisy Ling Zhou, suddenly became quiet.
The man from the West Tigers looked at the man next to him and said, "You... hand over two thousand drops of supreme liquid, you can't die... or you will die..."
The words of the eight-character man's voice rang, and the man sitting next to him was full of anger, but he did not dare to anger, only able to hand over two thousand drops of liquid.
"Waste, die!"
Just as he handed over two thousand to the liquid, the eight-character man suddenly burst into the hand and suddenly punched his head and he widened his eyes.
He looked at the Eight Tigers of the West Tigers, and the blood flowed in his mouth. He slowly said: "Why?"
Oh!
His body was still thrown into the sea, and by killing the two men, the others above the spirit boat were also shocked at the moment.
"Two hundred drops of the supreme liquid... hurry up..."
The people of the West Tigers constantly collected two hundred drops of the supreme liquid, and each of them suddenly took out two hundred drops of the supreme liquid. After all, compared with the life, two hundred drops of the supreme liquid are not very precious.
"Big brother, it seems that this Honghu gang's Zhou Hong is still very sensible!" Among the pirates not far away, a nine-person spirit respects the old man sitting on a chair and enjoying the massage of two women around him. Said with a smile.
"That is of course, Zhou Hong is very clear, if he is not sensible, our older brother does not mind sending him into this sea to feed the fish." Another nine-nature spirit said next to him.
"Haha... In fact, the people of the West Tigers are more than the pirates of us. You don't want to think about it. This broken spirit boat is above this sea. It is tens of thousands of supreme liquids. This is equivalent to a supreme. The medium spirit of the liquid."
The leader of the pirate, the old man smiled and said.
A few people from the West Tigers kept collecting the liquid.
I have been coming to Xu Feng.
"Two hundred drops of the supreme liquid!"
The West Tiger helped the eight-character man who had just killed him. He looked at Xu Feng's look. After all, they just wanted to clean up Xu Feng.
"Okay, ok... this is my two hundred drops of the supreme liquid..." The old man next to Xu Feng, he quickly handed over the two hundred drops of the supreme liquid prepared.
"Kid, I didn't hear you talking to you? Handing out two hundred drops of the supreme liquid?" The middle-aged man of the eight-character spirit, he yelled at Xu Feng.
"Little brothers...the hero does not eat the loss before the eyes...to pay for the disaster..."
The old man around him said to Xu Feng quickly.
Xu Feng did not pay attention to the old man's voice. He looked at the eight-character spirit and said: "First, I spent five hundred drops of the supreme liquid on the spirit boat. This spirit boat is your Xihu help, you two A waste pirate can't solve it. What kind of ghost is it to extradition in this sea area?"
"Second, since I have taken your Ling Zhou, the five hundred sacred liquids should be included in the protection you want to give the pirates. Why should I come out?"
Xu Feng’s voice was powerful, and his eyes were calm at the moment.
However, many people around him looked at Xu Feng's eyes, like watching an idiot, they think Xu Feng is not tired.
"This kid must have lived impatiently. He dared to do this with the West Tigers." Someone looked at Xu Feng and taunted.
"Kid, do you want to know what?" The middle-aged man of the eight-character spirit, his eyes twitched slightly, and a cold smother appeared in his mouth. "You want to know what, I am now." Tell you...just, my fist is harder than your head..."
The middle-aged man said, even a fist punched directly toward Xu Feng’s head. The spiritual power of his body flowed wildly. This punch was really going to kill Xu Feng.
"is it?"
However, just when many people think that Xu Feng is going to die.
The golden light of Xu Feng broke out, and the violent momentum rose to the sky. He suddenly saw the moment when he raised his hand. The five fingers seemed to be clips, and the middle-aged man’s fist was caught dead.
Ok?
The middle-aged man only felt his fist, as if he was pinched by a pair of pliers. His fist could not move at all. The most important thing was that he felt a terrible force in the palm of his hand.
Oh...
As the sound of the broken bones came from everyone's ears, the look of the whole spirit boat became strange.
The middle-aged man suddenly made a miserable snoring. He stared at Xu Feng with his eyes red. He said, "I am a Xizi gang, you don't want to die and let go..."
(End of this chapter)