Chapter 1836

Sure enough, there is a dandy everywhere. Although the man is wearing a mask, he knows that he is not old. Coupled with his great strength, it's not difficult to infer that his origin is not small. Otherwise, he would not dare to play in such a blatant black market. Mu Hanyan knew that it was impossible for the 100 multicolored soul beads to be sold at such a high price. He cried out in his heart.

If she dares to cut off her own fortune in the Holy Land and does not wait for others to show up, Miss Mu will have to teach him a lesson. However, it is not her own territory after all, but mu Hanyan can only bear it and turn her eyes to Gao Weihu to see what he will do with it.

"What's more, the trouble has come to my head." A fierce light flashed in Gao Weihu's eyes, and he rushed out with a big step. The ground under his feet also vibrated with his fat body.

"Miss hu'er, it seems that no one has bid. Should these 100 colorful soul pearls belong to me?" Donkey head scornfully looked around the crowd, said.

"It's yours, it's yours!" The voice just falls, see the human figure a flash, Gao Wei tiger that huge body already appeared in front of him.

"Gao Weihu, what do you want to do?" The donkey's eyes were awe inspiring, but he didn't show his timidity.

"What are you doing? What do you think I want to do? " Gao Weihu suddenly waved his arm and hit it with one fist.

"You dare to do it!" The donkey head had been ready for a long time, so he slapped it head on.

The palm is silver, and a sword is like substance, which shows a strong sense of killing.

This time, mu Hanyan finally saw clearly. From the point of view of the intention of killing, this man should cultivate the law of death. It is said that the priest who practices the law of death has the most attack power, and is far more powerful than other priests of the same level.

No wonder he dares to make trouble in Gao's black market. He really has strength and confidence.

Mu Hanyan was sighing, when he heard Gao Weihu roar, fished with his backhand, and a huge hammer appeared in his hand.

"Brush!" The long sword gathered by donkey head's aura crossed Gao Weihu's chest and brought out a canopy of blood.

But at the same time, Gao Weihu's hammer also hit him heavily on the chest, and directly blew him out, using the same way of fighting.

However, he was full of fat, his legs were a circle thicker than others' waistline, and his chest was still a thick pile of fat. Obviously, this kind of injury did little harm to him, but when he hammered down, the donkey's head would not feel so good.

"It's just a first-class divine heart priest. I don't ask who my grandfather is. I dare to make trouble in my territory. If I don't teach you a lesson, others think I'm a bully." Without waiting for the donkey to land, Gao Weihu grabs in front of him and smashes him to the ground with a hammer. Then he scolds him and smashes his head over his face.

Judging from his strength, Gao Weihu is probably a ten level God priest. The donkey's head is obviously superior to him. Although he smashed him with a hammer, he didn't lose his fighting power. He waved his hands one after another and flashed sword light after sword light, marking a blood mist on Gao Weihu.

However, Gao Weihu was not aware of it. He yelled and scolded and continued to smash one hammer after another.

The hall was full of blood, and Gao Weihu's whole body was full of blood. A small part of it came out of the donkey's nostrils, and a large part of it was his own. His fat face was covered with blood, which was more ferocious than he could say.

Looking at Gao Weihu's ferocious appearance, everyone's eyes showed the color of horror, subconsciously retreated to the surrounding, even did not dare to persuade.

"Madman, this fat man is a madman!" Mu Hanyan made such an evaluation of Gao Weihu.

She has seen a lot of cruel people. There is not a good stubble in Hua Yu's beauty. However, this kind of cruel to herself is the first time she has seen it.

This bloody and ferocious scene is also deeply imprinted in Mu Hanyan's mind. Many years later, she still remembers her first meeting with Gao Weihu, one of her eight divine attendants.

It has to be said that the strength gap between Gao Weihu and the donkey head is indeed not small. There are qualitative differences between the ten level God priests and the God heart priests, even the lowest level God heart priests. However, compared with the strength gap, the fat gap between the two seems to be greater.

Although the donkey's head kept waving his arms and sent out a series of murderous gas blades, which brought out a lot of blood on the Gaowei tiger, the latter was more fierce, but his face was more ferocious. With his hammer after hammer, the donkey's action was more and more slow, and the blood from his mouth and nose, even the mask on his face was stained with blood.

"Stop, Gao Weiwu, do you know who I am?" The donkey finally couldn't bear the pain and cried out. His voice trembled. It was obvious that he was full of fear.

"Zhao Zhiyuan, don't think I can't recognize you if I wear a donkey's head. Do you think I'm blind Gao Weihu slapped off the mask on the donkey's face and said contemptuously.

Mu Hanyan put up a few black lines on his forehead and deeply despised Gao Weihu. It's clear that you made a pile of horse noodles with donkey heads. How can you become a fool? This fat man seems to be shameless.

"You dare to do it when you know it's me, Gao Weihu. You're dead. You're dead." Zhao Zhiyuan said fiercely."You're so cheap. I'll kill you first." Gao Weihu's face was fierce, and his hammer was smashed again.

With one mouthful after another of the blood foam, Zhao Zhiyuan's waving arms fell down powerlessly. Gao Weihu still couldn't get rid of his breath, and hammered down several times, smashing the bones of his arms into several pieces. Zhao Zhiyuan let out a dull hum, and finally passed out.

Looking at Zhao Zhiyuan, who was paralyzed, almost all his bones were broken and fell into a pool of blood, and then looking at the fat man beside him, who was also bathed in blood, but was more ferocious, everyone was silent, and his back was cold.

What is the horizontal fear of Leng, Leng fear not to die, this is it.

"Let your mouth be cheap, let your mouth be cheap, why don't you talk? I Pooh Gao Weihu threw away the hammer, spat heavily and scolded.

"Sir, is he from the right priesthood's family?" One of the men came up and said carefully.

"Bullshit, do you want to talk about it?" Gao Weihu glared at him, then got up and scolded, "if you dare to make trouble in Laozi's territory, Laozi, the king of heaven, will beat you to see if you're dead. If you're dead, you'll send it back to the Zhao family. If you're not dead, you'll throw it out."

"The auction will continue. If anyone dares to make trouble again, Zhao Zhiyuan will come to an end." With that, he didn't even look at Zhao Zhiyuan any more, and staggered to the back hall.

Although he tried his best to turn over Zhao Zhiyuan, the strength gap was there, and his injury was not light. If he didn't rely on his fat, he would have been lying down.

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