When the middle-aged fat man said so, he changed his helpless and lazy look into a cold and solemn look.
He turned his head to look at the hundreds of warriors on the stage who were constantly clamoring for trouble, his gaze swept away, and he stared at a few of them.
As the old saying goes, catch the thief first, catch the king.
To deal with this situation, as long as the troublemaker is dealt with first, the rest will be a mob, not to worry!
Of course!
For these people, even if they don't do much, it doesn't really matter. With the strength of their respective half-step great masters, if they really want to work together to defeat them, it will not be difficult to deal with so many warriors!
It's just that the process is troublesome!
So, instead of using that troublesome way, it's better to keep it simple!
The Fatty glanced over here, and several goals had been determined. No nonsense, his figure swept away and flew down directly from the high platform, and the goshawk generally rushed towards one of the stingers!
Since these thorns dared to pick things up, naturally they would have long since guarded against the fat man and others on the high platform.
At this moment, just seeing the fat man flying by, someone suddenly exclaimed and reminded: "Be careful!"
Fatty's goal at this time was a middle-aged warrior with a hook nose. The other party raised his head when he heard the sound, and when he saw the Fatty attack, a sharp expression flashed in his eyes!
This guy came at himself as soon as he shot it. Could it be that he felt like a bully? !
It's ridiculous!
Everyone is a warrior, Laozi's grand master in the middle realm, even if you are in the back realm, are you still afraid that you will not succeed!
"Good job! Eat me!"
Ying Hook's nose felt a little disobedient and unyielding, and with a shout, his whole body was full of vitality and poured into his palm, and then he went up to the sky!
Zhou Yuan looked from a distance, but raised his eyebrows.
Speaking of this palm, there is really a bit of strength, a palm blasted out, vigorous, and it was transformed into a big handprint, with a domineering aura of rising to the sky, booming!
However, with such an overbearing palm, it failed to make the fat man who was swept down by the sky look surprised.
On the contrary, a bit of disdain flashed across the fat man's face, as if he coldly snorted his hand, and then raised his hand to cover it lightly.
The action didn't seem to be powerful at all, on the contrary, it was like an elder reaching out to stroke a child's head.
Seeing this, a scorn and contempt flashed across the face of Eagle Hook's nose.
I originally thought that this fat man was a master, but I didn't expect this shot, it seems to be just a general generation!
In this case……
"go to hell!"
Ying Hook's nose screamed wildly in an instant, originally still holding a three-pointer, now he is determined to make a shot!
The vitality handprint suddenly seemed to rise against the wind and blasted towards the fat man!
Just before he waited for the fat man to be recruited, suddenly, the hooked nose and the body screamed, and the whole person collapsed to the ground instantly as if being crushed by an invisible giant peak. The whole body exploded, the bones cracked, and they collapsed into a pool without any movement!
This sudden change, the few people who watched the battlefield couldn't help being taken aback.
Song Zhen is the same, with a look of shock on his face.
Although he guessed that the fat man and other people might be half-step great masters, he was not so sure in his heart.
But the appearance of this scene is really ironclad!
If there is no half-step great master's strength, it is absolutely impossible to kill a great master middle-level warrior directly with such a palm!
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