C79

Hearing this game that would decide his fate, a strong sense of anger welled up from within. He wanted to kill this madman more than ever before, but at this moment, his fate was in the hands of this madman.

"Do I have the right to object?" Feng Feiyun bitterly laughed at himself as his eyes swept across the tent. He secretly rolled a throwing gun to his feet. Until the last moment, he wouldn't give up until the very last moment.

"Then let me be happy. As long as I am happy, I won't throw you into the crowd of Wasteland Warriors. Remember, your life is in my hands …"

Without waiting for them to raise their heads, a cold javelin pierced the top of one of the barbarian warriors' head. In the next moment, the two large, twisted legs were like pincers, clamping onto the neck of one of the barbarian warriors, suddenly twisting and snapping the neck of the barbarian warrior with the force of a spin. Only at this time did the peak fall to the ground, the mouth of the tiger in both of their hands tightly clamping onto the throat of the last barbarian warrior.

The barbarians that died in his hands did not have any enmity with him or the Black Claw Tribe. Through his skin and hair color, as well as the general layout of his appearance, he knew that the barbarians were of the same race as him. But in order to survive, he had no choice but to kill them.

"Don't dilly-dally, there are still a lot of places to go. Of course, I won't know what's up there beforehand. That is to say, let's see how lucky you are …"

The new pattern on the ground armor, the strange color in his eyes and his trembling fists, all showed that he was only interested in the game he was about to play. Whether it was the Black Claw Tribe, the Wasteland, or the Western Wilderness, he didn't care about them at all.

"Just kill me now …" Tsui Tsui let go of his fingers that were stiff and in pain, and slowly sat up, facing Earth right in the middle of the corpse, eyes full of tenacity and stubbornness.

"What is it? You think I don't dare? " Earth frowned, and suddenly took a step towards the peak.

"How would I know if you want to play me to death? If you go crazy and walk to every tent, wouldn't I have to kill tens of thousands of barbarians? " Feng Feiyun didn't give up. The tenacity in his eyes made him look away with a bit of a guilty conscience. That was indeed his plan.

"Ten, I will only send you to ten …" The earth palaces finally gave in. The mountain peaks could not be easily changed, and this was proved by the earth palaces.

"That leaves eight, doesn't it?" Feng Feng grabbed hold of the armoured ground and bit down on it, causing a look of unhappiness to flash across his face. However, he then revealed a strange smile. He had already grasped a bit of the rules. Maybe it wouldn't be difficult to kill him?

"Third, let's go …" Another shout, and the next moment, the peak appeared in the middle of the four warriors. These warriors were naked, coating each other with white paint, as if they were fixing up.

Immediately, the four Savage Warriors saw Feng Zhiling at the same time, and they couldn't help but open their mouths to scream. Feng Zhiling then punched them hard in the throat, and as if he was rebounding, his elbow struck the necks of the two men behind him. The four of them clutched their throats and fell to the ground, and before they could fall completely, Feng Zhiling's toes struck their temples.

The gap between the front and the back was only a few seconds, and the four Wasteland Warriors had already fainted, making the expression of Earth Sang, who was standing behind them, very ugly. He could see that the mountain peak just happened to be in the right place, and he just kicked the place where the enemy's voice came from.

"You cheated …" With a low roar, the mountain peak raised its foot and hid on the throat of a Barren Warrior, causing the warrior's body to suddenly tense up as if it was made of iron, and then loosen up slowly.

One by one, the barbarian soldiers were stomped on the neck of the soldiers. However, the soldiers forgot their displeasure and were mesmerized by the brutal slaughter, the cracking of bones, the powerful stomps of feet, and the reaction of the soldiers before they died.

"Are you happy?" A deep voice that sounded like it was hypnotized rang beside his ear. The young man couldn't help but nod his head, suddenly waking up from his trance. He angrily looked at Zong Yue and shook his head.

"Look, just four corpses makes you so happy, what would it be like if hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of corpses were displayed at the same time?"

At this time, Ye Ci was deeply moved, but she did not know that the game was not over yet. She grabbed onto Ye Ci and said, "It's useless to think too much into it. Take care of yourself first …"

"Wait, return the box to me first, I'm useful …" For the first time, Feng Feiyun struggled. He didn't use too much strength, so he didn't arouse Earth Armour's displeasure. He rolled his eyes and said: "Finish the game first, I'll return the box to you …" With that, the two of them disappeared again.

The next moment, the mountain appeared again in a place covered in mist, right in front of him was a row of thighs and breasts, and then he could see that there were six or seven snow-white women with ample breasts preparing for a bath. In the middle of the mist, several large water buckets with what the Western Wilderness called luxury were emitting steam, it was actually a bathtub that had not been here for a long time.

At this time, there was already a woman who saw him and was about to shout out loud.

"Shh …" Chu Feng didn't pounce on her. Instead, he shushed her with his fingers, causing her to look at him curiously.

Moreover, he had always maintained his image. Every day when he got out of bed, he would find some soft wood branches to brush his teeth. Although it was still a little yellow, it was still considered white compared to the others.

He hid in the corner and stared at the group of women with snow-white skin with shining eyes. It was obvious that the central wilderness had a pretty good environment, and the women here did not have the rough skin and straight body of a western woman. Although they were plump, they still retained their curves, which made his mouth become dry from being uninterested in women.

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