Dragon-Marked War God

The four human beings whipped, covered in wounds and stained with blood on their faces, can no longer see what they are, and are utterly miserable.

“Let us go, please! ”

One person kneels on the ground, constantly kowtowing, and for the sake of a glimmer of hope for survival, the ultimate dignity is no longer taken care of.

He knew exactly what kind of ending he would face if he didn't catch them, and in the eyes of the feathers, they were real slaves, their lives, not to mention, not to kill them, just because they still had the value of labor.

However, as long as they are caught, there is no longer a chance of life, and all those caught digging have only one fate, which is to be exhausted alive, and there is no second way.

Pfft!

Too bad! This kneeling begging for forgiveness did not exchange the black man for a little sympathy, wearing a spiky whip, punching him in the face, while the flesh blossomed, so not miserable.

“Stop, you bastards! ”

A middle-aged man over forty years of age growled, and he was too weak to mend, only five heavens of origin, and even anger would not help.

“Want to die? ”

A man in black lifted a whip with his hands and punched the man in black very quickly. The middle-aged man could not escape and was beaten in the chest with blurred flesh.

“Son of a bitch, there is nothing human about you. Don't forget, you are human beings, but you are willing to work for the feathers and bully people of your own people. Do you still have a little conscience and dignity? ”

The middle-aged man shouted, grieving.

Obviously, if it was the feathers who were imprisoning them at the moment, the middle-aged might feel better inside.

Sadly, it is not a sad thing to treat them as human beings and not treat them as human beings.

“Conscience? Dignity? That's funny. In a place like this, conscience is so precious. It's not good for us to know that the timer is Junjie. It's bad for us to come in and cut off the stream, but it's good for me to live in such a vicious place. Don't tell me shit about conscience and dignity. Live, it's important. Weak meat is strong. Your lives are bad. You can only be enslaved. Be honest about your fate. ”

A black man grinned and said, "The middle-aged man is mute, the black man's words are naturally ugly, even a little cruel, but every word he says is not a reality!"

“That's disgusting. ”

Not far away, his face was full of anger, his arms swayed, an extra sword in his hand, then a blast of drink, and he rushed out first.

“Let them go. ”

Paying for a loud drink, he has come to the front of the people in black, he is cheerful, dark hair dance, looks so unhealed, this kind of mood, compared to the previous look of a packet, the sky is different, I don't know how much stronger.

Of course, Pai Qing was dependent on war. He saw the strength of Dragon 13 with his own eyes. That's why he had the courage to be the first to go forward and scream.

Otherwise, even if I gave two more balls, I wouldn't dare stand here so arrogantly.

That's what happens when you call a fox fake tiger.

“Drink, it's fresh, there are still three people who come to the door on their own initiative, now that the task has been completed, you can still get a lot of rewards back. ”

The man in black with the whip looked at Fu Qing and looked at the river dust and dragon 13 that kept coming from behind. After a little surprise, he laughed more happily.

“Huh!”

Pai Qing snorted, the sword of war directly killed the past.

He didn't want to talk to these black men because he knew them too well, they were the slaves who worked for the feathers, what kind of human morality, in their place, was bullshit.

The only thing you can do with these people is to be better than them and kill them.

Ho...

A monster screamed and scratched his claws.

Pfft!

Fu Qing contained a blow of anger, almost exerted his full strength, and the speed was also extremely fast. The monster, already the existence of the seven heavens of origin, although just entered the seven heavens of origin, cannot be reduced.

But paying off here, without resisting a sword, was directly cut in half and died on the spot.

Not far away, Jiangdu and Dragon 13 nodded darkly, which paid off. In the younger generation, it was a tough figure, at least some skill.

“Kill him. ”

The leader in black at the peak of the Eight Heavens of Origin said coldly.

“Okay.”

Three black-clothed men of seven heavenly peaks of origin, plus three monsters of equal rank, will instantly pay off to the siege.

These black-clothed men may not pay for their own strength and talents, but they are all hard-hearted people, and they can't compare to them when it comes to battle experience when it comes to climbing in life and death.

In this way, the pressure to pay off instantly becomes much greater, with an enemy of six, almost impossible to be the opponent.

Boom...

Blackjackets were so brutal that horrific forces erupted, paved the ground and swept away towards payment.

Paying off a slight change of face also brings together all the power and collides with the opponent's attack.

Slip...

Paying off the adversary in distress, he was shocked back a dozen steps and his face grew incredibly pale.

“Da Huang, go help him. ”

Jiangdu Road.

“Gaga, it's finally my turn. ”

The big yellow dog laughed excitedly, golden over his head, a jump, running across, three points faster than lightning.

Boom!

Aah!

The big yellow iron head is right in the chest of a man in black, a man in black with seven heavenly peaks of origin, screaming terribly, the whole person was hit.

The man in black was hit by a dozen fathers and fell to the ground. He was hit by a big hole in the chest and sprayed with blood. The man was immobile and completely dead.

Too raw, not far away Pai Qing stood still again, he thought Dragon 13 was raw enough, from the beginning to the end, he didn't care much about the big yellow dog.

But where did you think, this dog, it was a mess.

“Where are all these perverts from? ”

Paying full face speechless, his eyes couldn't help but look at the river and dust, the people around him and the dog are so powerful, then his own strength, to what extent, I'm afraid he can't even imagine.

Shocked not only by the payment, but also by the people in black who were attacking the big yellow dog, they just stood there and looked at the big yellow dog as if they saw a ghost.

“What kind of dog is this? The head is so hard. ”

One person looked horrified and scared to do it again.

“Don't just stand there, do it, hit me, hit me together. ”

The big yellow dog looked down on his face.

“Fuck.”

For the first time in his life, a black man endured such provocation and rivalry from a dog without spraying a bite of old blood.

And I've never heard of such a request in my entire life.