Chapter 357: hero

He was covered with red fluff, with a fat body, sharp claws, saliva dripping from sharp teeth, a pair of small eyes exuding a vicious light, staring at everyone in front of him. m bubble! book. Right
Evil!
A red evil is blocking the way!
Grumsky chuckled in his heart and sank to the bottom.
As the patriarch, as the most knowledgeable person in the village, he naturally knew the power of evil. Once the fierce beast soars, these people will be crushed into pieces of flesh in a blink of an eye.
Without the sacrifice, the hero was reluctant to take any shots. At that time, the end of Zhaizi really came.
At this time, more and more people in the Zhaizi were alarmed, and everyone felt that this was not a simple Si Ming beast entering the village.
Roar--
The wicked roar made everyone's ears buzz.
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The red evil four hoofs stepped the ground, and the whole figure rose into the air and rushed towards the crowd.
Everyone could even hear the gasp of red snoring "Snoring! Snoring!" And the stench coming from the face.
The screams sounded, and before the crowd of fear even dispersed, they heard a muffled sound.
puff!
Blood splattered, and a blood jet straight into the sky.
In front of everyone's eyes, the red evil turned into a dead body in the blink of an eye, and "Hey!"
This dramatic scene almost dazzled everyone.
I thought I would die. No one had thought that this evil would suddenly die—no! It wasn't just dead, it was a dead body.
"hero!"
Suddenly, a tender cry. Uman raised his fingers in the sky, and his eyes were flowing, full of worship.
"hero!"
Survival of death, Guru Sky opened his throat and screamed, his whole body bowed to the ground with a respectful attitude.
"hero!"
The fifty boys behind them—the fifty boys to be sacrificed—would hardly hide their awe of Zhang Yang at this time and fell to the ground.
This is an extremely difficult continent. The people living at the bottom of the food chain are the existence of food, their desire and worship for power. Reached an unimaginable level.
Even if he knew that he would be used as a sacrifice, he still had no complaints about the heroes, but full of reverence. This is a strange culture formed in a cruel environment.
"hero!"
The crowd in panic saw Zhang Yang in the sky. All shone with hope and shouted.
The golden wings on the back of Zhang Yang waved gently, and a small whirlwind floated down, his body hovering in the air steadily, watching everything happening on the ground. Make Book (m)
Roar--
Zhang Yang was discovered first by the nearest red evil. In its eyes. As a zombie hero, Zhang Yang has a more full-bodied spleen. For it growing in the Siming continent, it has a unique taste and feels that the taste is naturally much better than ordinary humans.
Then, with a roar, the figure rose up and flew towards Zhang Yang in the air.
"what--"
Some timid humans saw it. Screamed immediately.
Uman grew up with a small mouth. With my hand lightly blocking, I couldn't even make a sound.
"Humph!"
Zhang Yang snorted, and neither hid nor hid, raised his right hand, muscles broke out. Severely punched.
Huh!
Great power, the evil head is like a watermelon. It was smashed instantly.
Huh!
The wicked corpse fell to the ground and blood splattered.
Roar--
Two more growls. On the ground, the other two evil spirits leaped one after another. The target, naturally, was Zhang Yang in the air.
Zhang Yang's mind moved, and Nirvana opened his arms.
call!
call!
Two blows in succession, two huge palms, dark in body, wrapped in a gust of wind, and fiercely printed on the two red.
puff!
puff!
The two evil spirits did not even have the power to dodge, so they were photographed as meat pie, and their bodies fell heavily to the ground.
Although this evil is fierce, its strength is only equivalent to the monsters of the fifth or sixth level. Zhang Yang is enough to suppress the strength of the monks, if you want to kill them, it is easy.
And the crowd in the Zhaizi, has been stunned at this time.
In the eyes of those heroes, those wicked red evils were overwhelmed.
Tough! It's just too powerful!
"hero!"
All the villagers shouted aloud, the sound of shaking!
For those who worship the strong, shouting for such a powerful hero, even if shouting to break their throats, is at the expense.
Woo--
The remaining few whispered in wicked whisper, looking at Zhang Yang in the air, finally showing a look of fear, and turned to flee outside the village.
Zhang Yang stretched out his right hand, spread his five fingers, faced the few evil spirits, and swallowed the exercises.
Huh!
With a rhythmic beating, the few evil spirits only felt the heart pumping, as if the whole body's blood had been squeezed out.
Huh!
It was another rhythmic beating, the abhorrence of the red evil body suddenly swelled, the eyes widened and extruded, and the rushing body suddenly fell to the ground, mournfully.
Huh!
The beat of the lower three rhythms sounds like a ringing bell.
puff!
puff!
puff!
The bodies that were inflated like red and evil balloons burst out. Each blood stream, like a fountain, soared into the sky and poured into Zhang Yang's palm.
Puffs of blood filled the eyes, disappeared into the body in the blink of an eye. And those evils have all become a dead body.
Shocked!
silence!
At this time, this shock can no longer be expressed in cheers!
Those mighty red evils!
Those who need only one can destroy the red evil of the entire tribe. In front of Zhang Yang, they are not even as good as the mud. Just extending a palm can make them all explode.
Tough!
Strong!
This is the style of a hero!
"hero!"
Cheers exploded like a tide. People worshipped on the ground reverently, and the worship of Zhang Yang reached its peak.
Some old men burst into tears.
A well-informed old man like the patriarch Gursky, naturally knows that although ordinary heroes are powerful, it is very difficult to deal with so many evils at the same time. Even if they can win, it will be a miserable victory.
As far apart as Zhang Yang. It is definitely the strongest among the heroes that killed a few red evil bodies between hands.
Zhang Yang looked at people's piety, and was very emotional.
The strong! No matter where you go. The strong are respected. Especially in such a place where the continent of Siming is full of dangers and human beings are not ready to go.
Huh!
A teleportation, Zhang Yang returned to his hut.
In the eyes of everyone, everyone sees it. It is the afterimage of Zhang Yang slowly dissipating. Being able to disappear in the eyes of everyone, this makes Zhang Yang's image stronger and more mysterious.
A moment later, there was a footstep outside. The old patriarch Guru Skye led a group of teenagers behind the door.
"Guru Sky asked for a distinguished hero." Guru Sky bowed to the ground, a little more religious than before.
"What's the matter, let's say!" The door didn't open, Zhang Yang's voice sounded in his ear.
Of course Guru Skye will not be dissatisfied with this treatment, and continues to admire:
"His honorable hero, Guru Skye apologized to you. Last night, I was in a hurry. There were not enough sacrifice offerings. I offended the heroes. Thanks to the large number of heroes, I do n’t care about small people. At that time, it was the hero's shot that relieved us of the hardships! In order to thank the respected heroes and to express our apologies. We offer the sacrifice again, this is the first batch. If the hero is not satisfied, we will soon prepare the second Approve. To the hero! "
Zhang Yang heard a word of silence, and refused the sacrifice, but the other party thought he was dissatisfied.
I want to scold them, but thinking of the status and status of Guru Skye and others, and deep-rooted concepts, if they really want to scold and reject, they may have to do something more extraordinary.
So, continue to speak with a majestic voice:
"Very good! The offering is left, we are satisfied, you can go!"
Sure enough, after hearing this, Guru Skye took a sigh of relief and left.
Before leaving, seeing Uman standing next to him, he hinted. Seeing Uman not responding, his expression of anxiety flashed on his face, but because he was afraid to offend the heroes in the room, he dared not say more, and left with a sigh.
Quietness soon returned to the surroundings. Only in the distance, the working trumpets of those clans who cleaned up the houses destroyed by evil and evil, and the cry of those who lost their loved ones came far away.
Except for Uman, the faces of the fifty teenagers were nervous and fearful.
"Come in!" Zhang Yang's voice sounded in his ear again.
The fifty boys looked at each other, but no one did it.
Da da da!
The footsteps sounded, Uman took the lead without hesitation, and pushed in the door.
Someone took the lead, and the rest followed.
"Isn't you a sacrifice?" Umman's expression on the outside just now, Uman naturally saw clearly.
"No! The little girl admires heroes and wants to serve them. Please give me a strong power, let me have the power to protect the people, and the power to fight alongside the heroes!" Uman's eyes are very smart ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Resolute, and put forward his own request.
"Aren't you afraid that the deity sucked you into a dead body?" Zhang Yang's eyes were cold, his voice cold.
"Don't be afraid!" Uman's tone remained calm despite his face discoloration. "If the hero wants to a little girl into a dead body, you can do it yesterday."
Speaking of this, Uman gave a short meal, and then said:
"And, even if the hero is sucked into a dead body, the little girl has no regrets!"
When saying this, Uman's tone turned out to be extremely firm.
"Haha!" Zhang Yang laughed. "Okay! The deity promised you before, it will give you strength, and naturally you will not break your word. You can wait by the side, as for you ..."
Zhang Yang's eyes glanced at the young people who immediately couldn't help but sting. (To be continued ...)
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