Chapter 36

choice? Choose your sister. My mission is to destroy your whole village.

However, Gu Zhong was a little curious about what choice the muscular man would give him.

"Either die under my axe, or stay in the stronghold and become Laozi's man."

"Poof..." Elder brother, speak clearly, you are easy to cause misunderstanding.

"Big brother? Do you like this boy

The old clock rolled a big white eye, you see, told you not to learn Chinese well, your little brother all misunderstood.

However

"Well, I haven't touched a man for a long time. This boy is quite to my taste."

"It's your mother's size, pervert." Gu Zhong didn't expect that the old boy was so good. He paid attention to his seat. It seems that my first snow sword will be castrated again today.

"You don't want to be my man, boy."

Muscle man hands on the axe a Yang, the air burst inch spark.

The quality is extraordinary. This is the preliminary evaluation of the axe by the ancient bell.

"The stronghold leader's broadsword is not easy to make a move, and there will be no defeat. This boy is finished."

"Big brother, kill him first, and then you can have fun. It's not more fun." The little eye mountain bandit grinned fiercely, and the words in his mouth could not bear to be heard.

Faker, I've seen a pervert. I haven't seen a pervert like you.

"Come on, big boss, find a more spacious place, let's have a good fight." The reason why Gu Zhong said this is to let muscle men gather all the mountain bandits in the stronghold together.

Also save him to search one by one.

"Good! Since you are eager to die, I will help you. "

Muscle man, do not think, in front of this thin and unbearable small white face, will do harm to him, or the devil's stronghold.

"Yes." Ancient bell thin lips slightly hook, eyes hidden opportunity.

Click on the system and check the remaining time of Qingling boots. Ten minutes is enough.

In the martial arts arena, the sand is all over the sky. All the mountain bandits in the devil head stronghold surround the ancient clock and the muscle man in the middle.

The muscular man held a long black axe with a cold light shining at its tip.

The ancient bell stood with his hands on his back, and his white clothes were spotless.

"He is the master."

"Tear him up!"

The mountain bandits nearby howled and howled.

"Come on," growled the muscular man, posing in a confrontational position.

"You come and chop me." The ancient clock is still in place,

"looking for death?" Muscle man felt the scorn from the ancient clock, raised his axe and rushed in the past. The roaring wind roared in the arena under the influence of the axe.

"What a strong wind, I can't see it."

"It's the strong wind of the great master."

"That boy is dead."

"The big leader's strong wind chopping into the wind, eighty-one chopping, enough to let the boy die ten thousand times."

"Hehe, the spirit sea is so terrible."

The muscle man starts the wind chopping.

The mountain bandits can only see the yellow sand and storm in front of them, but they can't see the figure of muscle man and ancient clock.

After a moment, the wind and sand gradually stopped, and the mountain bandits immediately cheered.

In their opinion, the violent wind just now was enough to cut down the ancient clock without any residue left.

As a matter of fact, only their leader was panting with sweat on his face, and there was no ancient bell.

"I'll tell you, the boy is torn to pieces."

"The great leader is mighty!"

"Mighty!"

The mountain bandits cheered, but the big leader had doubts in his eyes. Is that kid really torn up?

Why don't I feel it? The purpose of the whole body's aura is to kill with one blow. But how do I feel that none of the eighty-one cuts just now fell to the real place?

However, there is no shadow of the ancient clock in front of him. He can't run. Maybe the boy is too fragile to be chopped.

"Master, I'm tired. Take a rest."

"Yes, I'm so tired." Subconsciously answer, and then suddenly react.

Looking back in amazement, he saw the ancient clock standing unhurt behind him.

At this moment, the big master's mentality of the devil head village collapsed.

The most powerful attack of Linghai environment warrior, did he even avoid it?

"Then I'll give you enough rest!" Without waiting for him to adjust his mind, the ancient clock early snow sword with a series of brilliant sword flowers, stabbed into the big master's chest.

When the mountain bandits found out that the ancient bell was not dead, their leader had already died.

"He killed the leader!"

"Big brother!"

"How he did it."

The mountain bandits did not feel a trace of sorrow for the death of their great leader, but only fear of the ancient clock in their eyes.

Just now, Gu Zhong even killed more than 20 mountain bandits. They didn't feel the threat of their lives, but when the big leader died.Only then did they realize that they had completely lost their security. The man in white in front of them was someone they could not afford to provoke.

"Big What I said just now is farting. Don't you like to kick my ass? "

"Come on, kick it. I'll get out of here."

The second leader of the little eye begged for mercy in front of the ancient clock without any discipline. Those mountain bandits did not laugh at him because if the second leader didn't do so, they would do the same.

I have been a mountain bandit for so many years. I still have this insight.

Just, will the ancient clock give them a chance?

The answer is, no!

Gu Zhong didn't even frown, so he cut off the head of the second leader with a sword.

It's just a scum. Being kind to him is unfair to those village names.

The rest of the mountain bandits were in cold sweat. Some of them were scared to urinate directly. Twenty or thirty brothers were cut off, and the big leader and the second leader died one after another.

Is the man with that sword in front of him a devil?

"Kill, brothers. He won't let us go."

I don't know which mountain bandit was scared to shout, holding the iron bar in his hand and running towards the ancient bell, but found that no one of the mountain bandits echoed.

Then he was trampled on by the ancient clock.

Mind method triple trash, still dare to come out to make trouble.

The mentality of mountain bandits has exploded. There is not a trace of desire to resist. More than 60 mountain bandits have lost their leaders and lost their fighting spirit. They are not at the mercy of Guzhong.

"It's time to end."

The sword broke out in front of the snow.

The ancient bell moves, holding the early snow sword on the left hand, the left hand sword moves with flowing clouds and flowing water.

The aura of heaven and earth poured into the ancient bell, which absorbed the high-quality aura and poured it into the early snow sword.

One by one, the mountain bandits looked like puppets who had lost their soul, and watched the powerful sword of the ancient bell cut them down.

Countless sword Qi from the early snow sword toward the mountain bandits, bang! A pool of blood and water, three or four meters high, exploded in the air.

It's a mixture of internal organs and organs, as well as limbs separated from the body.

The disgusting smell of blood filled the whole training ground.

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