Tu Lun's mouth curled slightly, and his eyes were filled with a stern look.

Da da da da da!

After several turns, Tu Lun was slightly stunned when he passed by a bar entrance.

"here...?"

He felt a familiar aura.

The master of that breath was not a disciple of the black palace who fused the body of the maggot beetle, but a remaining member of the black palace!

Mr. Hong Bar!

At that moment, Tu Lun immediately walked in.

Boom boom boom boom!

As soon as he entered the bar, Tu Lun heard the roar of music. Not only that, there were cheers and shouts.

The bar at this moment is divided into two parts, one is drinking and dancing, and the other is the boxing ring.

After Tu Lun entered the bar, he found a corner and sat down, looking at the area of ​​the boxing ring.

Roar roar roar!

There, roars came, and Tu Lun saw that there was a transparent space barrier in the center of the boxing ring.

There is no longer the charming dance of beautiful girls, but two figures, one big and one small, fighting wildly inside.

Outside the space, a warrior from different races waving his arms while drinking strong wine.

The smell of alcohol and blood filled the entire bar.

Not only that, Tu Lun saw that inside the space cage was a huge Zerg warrior who was beating a human young man.

Crack, just now.

The Zerg warrior broke several ribs of the man's ribs with a punch. He was beaten away like a kite with a broken string.

Bang!

Hit the space barrier and fell to the ground.

"Brother Fat, kill this little man quickly and use his blood to show his power to my Zerg!"

"Hahaha, don't underestimate that little man. He was a member of the Black Palace before and followed the dead General Tu Lun."

"The Black Palace? The Black Palace is nothing. The prisoners of war in the Black Palace have been tortured to such an unparalleled manner in Lord Ke You."

These screams made Tu Lun's face look instantly.

Sang Ming!

Tu Lun clearly remembered that when he was in the Black Hall Arena that day, the one who was fighting against him was Sang Ming.

It was precisely because he defeated Sang Ming with his lifeless fighting style that he was fortunate to be recognized by his master, and Sang Ming then followed him.

That was a bloody man with a strong heart, but now...

Bang!

At this moment, Fat Brother kicked Sang Ming away, and he had no idea how many pieces of his ribs were broken.

My body was covered in blood and miserable.

Wow!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Sang Ming's mouth. He was about to struggle to stand up when he immediately stepped on his head with one foot.

Fatty brother was condescending with a strong grin on his lips:

"Members of the Black Palace, right? I have followed Tu Lun and met Ning Tianlin, right?"

"Just ant!"

Fat Brother's face was full of cruelty. He stared at Sang Ming tightly and said in a deep voice:

"Say that the Black Palace is garbage, Tu Lun is shit, Ning Tianlin is a coward!"

"Speak, you can live, if you don't, you must die!"

What!

This sentence changed Sang Ming's expression.

"You bastard, you dare to insult our sect leader!"

Sang Ming seemed to be crazy.

"You deserve to die!"

Sang Ming struggled, his fierce eyes seemed to be about to tear Fat Brother into pieces.

Sang Ming's scarlet eyes scared Fat Brother. He didn't expect that the other party would react so fiercely.

However, immediately afterwards, a bloodthirsty curve appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Yo? Are you going to fight to the death? But you are looking for death!"

"Now, I will give you one last chance, saying that the Black Palace is garbage, Tu Lun is shit, and Ning Tianlin is a coward!"

As Fat Brother said, his feet had already gathered strength. As long as Sang Ming said no, he would stomp the other party's head.

However, when he heard this, Sang Ming's eyes suddenly appeared in his eyes:

"Don't let your fucking shit, my master is not a coward, he will definitely return and kill all of you."

"You all have only one end, that is death!"

What, this sentence changed Fat Brother's face and a touch of murderous intent exploded.

"You are seeking death!"

After saying that, Fat Brother raised his arm high and wanted to explode Sang Ming's head.

"Are you finally going to die?"

Sang Ming closed his eyes at this moment. He felt that Fat Brother's fist was accumulating strength, and he knew that death was coming.

"It's a pity that I can't wait until my doorman and the king return."

In his eyes, the sect leader Ning Tianlin is the real king. As long as he appears in the universe, he will be omnipotent and no one can stop him.

He has been waiting and patient, but unfortunately, he is really tired now and has not waited for that day to come in the end.

"My Lord Ning Tianlin will definitely return strongly. The day he returns is the time when your race is destroyed!"

A crazy roar came from Sang Ming's hoarse throat.

Looking at this tragic scene, Tu Lun's eyes were filled with scarlet blood, just as he was about to step forward and take action with anger.

"Sir, what can I drink?"

A Zerg waiter came over and asked Tu Lun.

Hearing this, Tu Lun paused, turned his head and smiled loudly, and the sound wrapped in energy resounded throughout the hall:

"Give me a cup of Master Hong's blood, the kind that's about to boil hot!"

What!

After this sentence fell, the waiter's expression changed instantly, and even the screams around him came to an abrupt end.

Swish swish swish swish!!

The eyes of fierce lights were all exposed, and they all looked at Tu Lun, as if the Buddha was looking at a dying person.
Chapter completed!