Invincible Conqueror

The foreign experts passing by saw that the foreign disciple told Huang Xiaolong to leave in a rolling way, otherwise he would break Huang Xiaolong's legs and could not help but gloat.

"This kid is really unlucky. It looks like he just came to Yangcheng? Even the young master Yan San of the Xuanbing clan doesn't recognize him. He dares to stand there and look stupidly. Don't you know that Young Master Yan San hates Human Race the most?"

"Do you think this kid will roll later?"

"Don't get off? Then his two legs will definitely be interrupted by Young Master Yan San, and they will never recover. Young Master Yan San will do what he says, and he may even be interrupted by his two legs!"

Some powerful aliens passing by pointed to Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong looked at the young master Yan San of the Xuanbing clan indifferently: "In this world, there are not many people who can break my legs, at least you are not among them."

"You roll in front of me now, kowtow, kowtow again, kowtow three times, I don't have to kill you, or I will twist your head off! Remember, you rolled over yourself, not the minions behind you!"

Huang Xiaolong's indifferent voice sounded clearly in the ears of the aliens.

Everyone was taken aback.

Is this kid crazy?

"This kid really just arrived in Yangcheng. He even dared to talk to Young Master Yan San like this. This is definitely dead. Young Master Yan San will definitely not only interrupt his legs, but will definitely kill him in the most cruel way. !"

"He should be a disciple of some small sect of the Human Race? I thought there was a master of the sect to protect him? Last time a disciple of the Chunqiu sect of the Human Race relied on countless supreme powers in the sect, so he came to Yangcheng to go wild, and was finally caught Young Master Yan San was beaten to death, and even the corpse was thrown outside the city to feed the dog, so the Spring and Autumn Sect would not even dare to put a fart.

All the strong aliens shook their heads.

Even the strong human race who was kicked out by Yan San who had snatched the weapon in his hand by Yan San was hiding far away, looking at Huang Xiaolong with a pity in his eyes.

Yan San laughed and looked at Huang Xiaolong: "Interesting and interesting. This time I rarely encountered a human dog bastard who dared to talk to me like this. For how many years no one has dared to talk to me like this, funny and interesting!"

"Boy, I decided, let you die without a whole body!"

"But before you die, I will!"

Yan Sanzheng excitedly introduced how Huang Xiaolong would torture Huang Xiaolong before he died. Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong stretched out his hand. Before Yan San could react, Huang Xiaolong pinched his neck.

Huang Xiaolong's hand tightened, Yan Sanzui felt his throat was tightly clamped by a terrifying force, his eyes burst, and he looked at Huang Xiaolong in disbelief. He couldn't believe that the human dog bastard in front of him dared to pinch him. The throat, and it hurts him so much!

"You!" He wanted to open his mouth, but couldn't speak.

At this time, the surrounding foreign experts and the disciples of the Xuanbing clan reacted.

"You, looking for death, cheap slave, you dare to hurt our Young Master Yan San. If Young Master Yan San broke a hair, your whole family will be destroyed!"

"Hurry up and put Young Master Yan San down and apologize with death!"

The dozen or so disciples of the Xuanbing clan roared, in their opinion, this is simply unforgivable, a human slave dare to pinch their Young Master Yan San by the neck!

This is the crime of genocide that the Manzong family will be destroyed!

These Xuanbing clan disciples rushed to Huang Xiaolong one after another, and they didn't think much about how Huang Xiaolong pinched the supreme first-order Yan San just now.

However, these Xuanbing clan disciples had just rushed in front of Huang Xiaolong, and suddenly, a very black and extremely black black hand stretched out from the side, and this black hand reached out to the Xuanbing clan disciple.

In the eyes of these Xuanbing disciples, this was a huge black hand that covered the sky and the sun, completely isolating all the surrounding space. In their eyes, this huge black hand was the world.

They were unable to raise the slightest resistance, and when the black hand fell, they were shocked and desperate.

In the eyes of these Xuanbing disciples, Hei Luo's black hand is a huge hand with boundless horror, covering the sky and sun, but in the eyes of foreign experts who are looking around, there is nothing unusual. Hei Luo just stretched out his hand in an ordinary way. Then, with a squeeze, he held all the dozen or so Xuanbing disciples in his hands.

Then, in the unbelievable eyes of the surrounding foreign experts, Hei Luo's hand tightened, and all the dozens of Xuanbing disciples squeezed.

More than a dozen Xuanbing disciples were pinched and exploded at the same time, and their voices were still quite loud.

There was a roar in his ears, and he stared blankly at the blood mist squeezed by the dozens of Xuanbing disciples. With his Xuanbing clan's power and his identity, these dozens of Xuanbing clan The Ice Clan disciples followed him. Those who eat fragrant and spicy ones, walk sideways in Yangcheng and the surrounding continents, never walk straight.

He wants a woman, a woman, a baby, a baby, and even a heaven and earth spirit pill. In his cognition, no one has ever dared to be disrespectful to him, and no one has ever dared to hurt him and the dozen people behind him. Follow the hair.

Now, the dozen or so disciples of the Xuanbing tribe around him were actually killed by the guards of this bitch tribe?!

Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong let go of his hand and he couldn't help but open his mouth: "You, you actually killed my followers?!"

"Yes." Huang Xiaolong was indifferent: "Before you die, you can still say the last sentence."

Yan San was furious: "You are a lowly human race, dare to kill my entourage, you are dead, you wait for the whole family to be destroyed by my Xuanbing clan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Xiaolong twisted and twisted Yan San's head from his neck, and then threw his head inlaid on the gate of a tall building in the distance.

Yan San's eyes widened, his eyes full of disbelief.

"I said, this is the last sentence before you die." Huang Xiaolong was indifferent, and then he ignored the people around him and walked away with Hei Luo.

The foreign experts who watched all around looked at Yan San's head high above the gate in amazement.

"Young Master Yan San, dead?!"

"Okay, it seems, right?!"

There are aliens muttering to themselves.

After a while, the foreign races around finally accepted this fact.

"Young Master Yan San died! Being killed by a human race is simply a shocking event! The whole Yangcheng is going to change!"

"Xuanbing clan is furious, I am afraid that all the slaves of the entire Yangcheng race will be killed to vent their anger, and may even anger the human race of the entire continent!"

"Who is that human race? I don't know which stupid family and sect's disciple is. It's just death! This is to affect his family and sect!"

The surrounding aliens exploded.

Previously, the strong human being kicked out of the shop by Yan San watched Huang Xiaolong leave, his eyes were complicated, he hesitated, and finally rushed to catch up with Huang Xiaolong.

"This lord, it's the first time you have come to Hongzhen Holy Land. I don't understand the power of Xuanbing Clan in Hongzhen Holy Land." The strong human race advised Huang Xiaolong: "You should leave Yangcheng quickly, preferably Leaving Hongzhen Holy Land."