Chapter 923

What a big tree

"Ah, the world tree! No, it's the tree of life

"Only Lord, the world tree you planted is your gift to us, your lamb, praise you!"

"Kill them! Kill these yellow monkeys, yellow pigs, world trees, fruit of life, it belongs to me

Soon, more than a dozen shadows had broken through the blockade line set by Zhou Tianli and Chen Wushuang, and they rushed towards Diyuan tree.

"Well?"

Wang Xu opened his eyes slowly and frowned slightly.

Most of the people who rushed in were Westerners. It makes him a little annoyed. What? The lesson given before is not enough. How dare you come in to seek death?

"Mr. Wang, it's another group. Other forces have found a way to get in." Chen Wushuang rushed to Wang Xu and said in a low voice.

His voice has just dropped.

A muscular, shiny, and even reflective black man had rushed to the front, roaring:

"Yellow pig, get away from me! Don't get in my way

The black man had teeth of unknown animals on his neck and wrist, and held a black spear in his hand.

His eyes were fierce. When he spoke, he raised his right hand bravely. His muscles were squeezed layer by layer. His spear tore open the air and hit Wang Xu fiercely.

Wang xupan sat there, still without raising his eyelids.

When he saw that the black man dared to fight Wang Xu, Chen Wushuang's face changed. He stepped forward and grabbed him. He said in a grim voice:

"Mole ant! I want to die

As an outsider of Jiulong University, Chen Wushuang is not the best, but he is also an outsider. He is born with four qualities of cultivation.

In particular, during this period, I ate a lot of fruits, and it soared to the peak of the five grade master's realm. There was a faint sign that I would break through the six grade master.

In one move, the big blue hand came out of the sky, carrying a strong wind, and slapped the black people hard.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the black man was shot out by the big blue hand, but unexpectedly, the other side was not hurt at all. He was afraid that he would get up again and continue to charge.

This time, the momentum is even more amazing.

"Batta! Spear

There was a sneer on the black man's face and a roar. The spear in his hand suddenly glowed red.

His name is Bada and he is called "Black King Kong". He is a powerful man with physical power. Only physical power is comparable to pure special alloy. Few people can hurt him.

With a strong sense of ridicule, Bada leaned back, his arms extended into a bow, and then suddenly ejected back. The spear in his hand turned into a red streamer and directed directly at Chen Wushuang.

"I underestimate you."

Chen Wushuang's eyes were cold. He took a deep breath and hit the top of the grass with a punch.

As soon as he touched it, he felt wrong.

The energy of the red light on the spear was extremely strange. Just after touching it, it was like a snake. It wound around him crazily along his arm.

Chen Wushuang immediately stepped back and got away. And Bada's body shape has taken the opportunity to rush up again. With a wave of his right hand, the spear seems to be attracted by the invisible big hand, and instantly returns to his hands.

"Yellow pig, don't want to die, go away!"

Bada disdainfully glanced at Chen Wushuang, then suddenly turned to look at Wang Xu. His eyes were extremely tyrannical.

At this point.

Bada is not the only one. There are already five strong western people around. There is also a yellow man. I don't know whether he is a strong Southeast Asian or an east island country.

"This black man, using strange energy, can force me to this situation even though he is not strong enough." Chen Wushuang's eyes are gloomy, and he can't help looking at Wang Xu.

It's not that he didn't have the means to kill the black people, but he was too powerful. It would be bad to disturb Wang Xu.

At the same time.

As he approached, the only yellow man looked at Wang Xu with a grim smile, just like looking at his prey, and said with a strange smile:

"Oh, there's a Chinese kid? Is this the practice of taking diyuanguo? What I hate most is the Chinese martial arts, especially the young martial arts. He gave it to me. I'm going to kill him! "

"Ha ha, Jiugong liudao, you are stimulated by the young master Wang of Huaxia. You don't dare to provoke that monster. You only know how to kill other young junkies every day."

A crowd of strong people laughed. After black Vajra Bada forced Chen Wushuang back, none of the people on the scene paid attention to a Chinese hairy boy.

No one thinks that the other side can survive from Jiugong liudao.

Jiugong liudao grins grimly, holding a one meter two Taidao in his left and right hands, holding Daohua at will, and walking to Wang Xu step by step.

"Boy, you will die in pain. Don't blame me. If you want to blame it, it's your first genius in the martial arts world of China, Mr. Wang. Who told him to kill so many strong swordsmen in our east island country and offend my whole Dahe Bushido? "

Jiugong liudao grins and says cruelly and maliciously.

Since Wang Xu swept the Bushido of the east island state, killed Yamamoto madman, eight gods blood Zhai and others, almost all the Daiwa warriors are deeply ashamed. Such as Jiugong liudao, which is mixed in the international underground world, is often ridiculed.

The Bushido of the whole East Island Kingdom is trampled on by a Chinese in his twenties. When people say that they marvel at Wang Xu, they just look down on the Daiwa warrior.

Bushido of a country is inferior to that of a younger generation. It's all rubbish!

At the thought of the "humiliating years" these days, Jiugong liudao's eyes are even more cruel. He glances up and down at Wang Xu, and his eyes are just like those of a pig butcher.

"Boy, come on, call for help! Beg for mercy! As long as you open your mouth and beg for mercy obediently, I will probably let you go! "

Jiugong liudao grins strangely.

During this period, he killed a lot of Chinese people, including those who were armed, capable and ordinary people. Without exception, each of them was a young Chinese man in his twenties.

He has abused, humiliated, tortured in every way.

However, every time, when the target of torture died, there would be a sense of extreme dissatisfaction and emptiness in his heart.

He knew that no matter how many people he killed, he couldn't change what happened.

Wang Xu's psychological shadow of Bushido and countless warriors in the East Island Kingdom can never be easily erased.

"Boy, who told you to be born in China? Because you were born in China, or martial arts, so, you! It's time! Die

Jiugong liudao opened his eyes inch by inch, and he grinned cruelly.

Suddenly.

His eyes were the biggest.

Just because.

Wang Xu lowered his head and slowly lifted it up, revealing a face that Jiugong liudao could never easily forget.

instantaneous.

Jiugong liudao is frozen in place.