The Strongest Sect of All Times

Calm down, calm down.

The first thing to do at this time is to rescue the disciples and then deal with the inhumane bandits.

King Chang smiled with anger and killing intentions, and came to the end of the hall. Ten bandits stood at the door, and the breath seemed to reach the seventh and eighth section of the opening.

“It should be the elite in the Black Wind Village. ”

During his reflection, he entered the palace, however, as soon as he walked in, he felt a cold gaze instantly locked on himself.

There are eight warriors in the palace, and there are killing machines between the eyebrows.

“These people, at least 10 segments!” King smiled secretly.

“Kid. ”

A long-haired man with white skin lay half on his chair, grinning: “You have the balls to kill my black wind villa. ”

A middle-aged man with a beard next to him raised his eyebrows: “If it hadn't been for the order of the big boss, I would have ripped your head off and kicked it as a ball! ”

King Chang ignored the smile and said, “This is the way to entertain the guests if you personally come to Montenegro to redeem them. The main player sends these dogs to greet the small bosses who can't come to the table? ”

“Damn it, man! ”

“How dare you say we're dog meat! ”

Eight warriors in the palace rose angrily, blinking their eyes at the killing machine, and had the urge to bombard King Chang laughing.

“Ha-ha-ha! ”

It was at that time that the laughter came in.

A middle-aged man with a huge figure walked in through the side door and sat on a tiger leather seat. "The monarch has come to give me the glory of a dark wind. ”

“Big Head! ”

The eight fighters paid tribute to each other.

King often smiled and smiled, but when he saw a hidden spirit gathering around him, he said secretly: “It must be the Martial Arts. ”

Though only the second martial arts realm of the star meteorite continent, the martial arts are much stronger than the open-air martial arts.

In the memory of the King's smile receiving, a martial arts man can compare to ten open twelve segments. If advanced martial arts are held, it is easy to blow out ten thousand kilograms of force.

Grandma's.

In the face of a samurai, the pressure is so great.

“Big Head. ”

"'I don't like crap,' said King Chang. 'This time I came to Blackwind Village just to take my disciples away. ”

The owner put up a finger and laughed: “I don't want to turn around on Sunday. One head is a hundred taels. I can take people away at any time if I give them money. ”

A hundred taels? ”

"'It's a bit expensive,' said Jun, smiling and frowning. ”

He only has three hundred taels, and he can only redeem three for his money.

Sunday bullied: “Zhou is the lowest price given for Wang Zhengmen, in exchange for other doorman, at least two hundred taels a head start. ”

“Oh?”

King Chang laughed: "Do you know the head of the family and me? ”

On Sunday, he leaned on his seat and remembered the past: “We met a lot in Xiaofeng Tower, and he was a senior kiln friend. ”

Kiln...

Kingston laughed and twitched his mouth.

Emotion, this guy, like Wang Zhengmen, enjoys walking around the moon.

“In that case. ”

“" Why don't you give it a little cheaper for Kiln Friend's sake, "said Gun Chang. ”

“Hey.”

“This guy thinks he's selling groceries at the market, bargaining? ”

Eight little bosses laughed.

Sunday bullied: "Monarch, how much cheaper can you accept? ”

King often laughed and thought: “In this way, Junction took out a hundred taels, and the headmaster released all my disciples. ”

If money could solve the problem, he'd rather redeem his disciples first, then send them to a safe area, and then kill the Black Wind Village by himself.

“Ha ha! ”

A hundred taels? Is this guy farting? ”

A few little bosses laughed.

Sunday hegemony shaded his face: “Monarch, you gave this price without sincerity. ”

King Chang smiled helplessly shrugged his shoulder. "We iron-boned impoverished clanging bells can only come up with a hundred taels of ransom. Please also see that Wang Zhengmen is accommodating for the sake of Kiln Friends. ”

“Flexible? ”

Sunday hegemony beat a ringing finger and said, "Yes. ”

Soon after, two bandits pressed a young man with big bandages out the side door.

Kingston smiled and frowned.

The teenager was the disciple he recruited in Qingyang City.

At this moment, his hair is fluttering, his nose is blue and his face is swollen. At first glance, he was severely abused.

“Master...”

When the teenager found King Chang smiling, his hopes flashed in his desperate eyes. He cried out weakly: “Help me... help me...”

“Pfft! ”

Was thrown in front of a tiger chair.

Sunday bully stepped on the teenager's head and laughed: “Monarch, Zhou Yan killed him today, it would be less than one head, so you don't have to pay more ransom. ”

Gun Chang smiled behind his back with his hands palmed by fists, and anger gushed out of his body.

As the Lord of the faction, do not watch your disciples be humiliated!

“Don't... don't kill me...”

The teenager seemed to feel the smell of death, scared and helpless: “Don't kill me, I don't want to die, don't kill me... I don't want to die... I'm willing to go to the Black Wind Village! I'm willing to be a cow for you, please don't kill me... don't kill me! ”

“Ha-ha-ha! ”

“This kid is so pathetic! ”

“Look, my crotch is wet, I must have peed! ”

The eight little bosses laughed with no hesitation.

Kingston laughed and his anger grew!

Shit.

You're so dignified, you're such a disciple!

“Phew...”

Sunday bully pulled out the long knife hanging in front of the chair and directly chopped off the head of the teenager begging for forgiveness. “Monarch, you're so afraid of dying. Zhou Xi should have no problem solving it for you? ”

“Ding!”

“Gatekeeper: 99100. ”

His ears rang with a hint of reduced membership. He smiled and ignored it. He looked up slowly at Sunday Buddha. His eyes were cold: “I have a problem! ”

There is infinite anger in that sentence.

The disciple showed such greed and fear of death that he was angry and disappointed, but after all, he was a steel disciple. What right do outsiders have to kill?

“Hey, this guy seems angry. ”

“Shouldn't the headmaster be thanking him for cleaning up a greedy, fearful disciple? ”

Eight little bosses laughed in disdain.

They hadn't seen him since King Chang smiled in.

Zhou Tianbo's eyes flashed a little cold, but he also retracted the long knife. "Monarch, what's your opinion? ”

Gun Chang laughed coldly: “I am a disciple of Iron Bones, whether greedy or afraid of death, or have made a big mistake. Only this seat can dispose of it. Others have no right and are not qualified to intervene. ”

“Pfft! ”

“Does this guy really think he's in charge? ”

“A nine-pronged sect, not as good as our Black Wind Village, dare to open up the word in front of the great owner, it's so boring! ”

Sunday Buster put his hands together and his chin pillow was on the back of his palm: “So, what's wrong with Chow? ”

“Yes.”

“'Your dog's got rats to worry about,' said King Chang. ”

The smile dissipated on Sunday's hegemonic face and his eyes became rather cold.

Eight little bosses saw each other and realized that the big one was angry!

“Boy! ”

The mumpkin clapped the armrest and drank angrily: “We are the same people, give you this garbage master a little face, don't take yourself seriously. ”

“Pfft! ”

Gun Chang smiled backwards and held a cold sword and stuck it in his chest.