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Chapter eight hundred and sixty-ninth afraid of his bird

Bang!

You little bastard, you ask for anything. The boss doesn't want to live anymore, but he's still afraid of being a bird! The fat man slapped the boy hard and just broke through the window and flew out. When the man saw the boy flying out, he immediately roared and rushed towards the table of the sinister young man.

Many guests next to them left their seats, leaving a large open space for the fat man to pass through.

Humph! I really don’t know how to live or die. The sinister young man snorted coldly, and another cold light flashed in his hand, shooting towards the fat man.

Ah! The fat man roared, and he was not as good as not to let him go.

Sigh!

The fat man, halfway through your body, was pierced by a cold light, and it came out from your back, and a blood hole the size of a fist suddenly appeared in his chest.

However, taking advantage of this time, the fat man's speed suddenly increased, and his speed increased several times, directly hitting the sinister young man high. The sinister young man was hit and bleeded blood. He did not expect that the other party would exchange injuries for injuries.

Death for me!

The big man stomped the ground violently, and the entire restaurant shook violently. His fat body flew up like a cannonball and directly hit the sinister young man who had not yet landed.

Bang!

The body of the sinister young man was suddenly hit and exploded, and blood and bones were flying all over the building. People who were closer could not dodge as much as being splashed.

What a waste!

Song Yuanlu, who was still sitting upright at this time, suddenly stood up, his eyes as if they were about to spit out of fire.

Young Master, I'll do it!

A middle-aged man in black next to Song Yuanlu stood up and looked at the fat man with a faint sarcastic look on his lips.

Young Master, look! Zhao Yuande pointed at Song Yuanlu and said to Xie Nan, "This guy is indeed not a good person."

It may not be necessary, maybe it is the young master of other sects. It happened that Xie Nan felt that he could not make up any more.

You really can't die when the young master of the Shadow Soul Sect's Halloween Hall commits murder in front of me, it's hard for you to die! The middle-aged man in black stretched out his hand, as if a sky monument was pressing towards the fat man. The air around him seemed to condense suddenly. Almost all the drinkers felt a terrible murderous intent covering him at this moment. Their bodies trembled, as if the end of the day was coming.

This is a strong man from the world realm who exclaimed and his body shivered.

Look! Zhao Yuande, the young master of the Shadow Demon Trace Wansheng Hall, shrugged at Xie Nan. People should not just look at their appearance. I'm right!

Humph! You are right! Xie Nan admitted Zhao Yuande's point of view listlessly. Shouldn't it be time to take action now?

Yes! Take action, you go and save that guy. Zhao Yuande pointed at the middle-aged man in black. If you play well, he should not be your opponent.

I thanked the man pointed at his nose, but soon nodded dejectedly, OK! I'll listen to you.

Go! Zhao Yuande pointed to the fat man in the field. At this time, the man had woken up and was sweating profusely.

He is just a strong man in the sixth level of the field. He just relied on the other party's carelessness to kill the sinister young man. Moreover, his serious injuries on his body are still bleeding. Facing the middle-aged man in black in this world, he was full of despair.

Cough and stop! Xie Nan walked out slowly and walked towards the fat man.

Hum? Song Yuanlu, who was there, couldn't help but frown slightly when she saw Xie Nan walk out. He waved at the middle-aged man in black and said, "Wait, the girl seemed to have something to say."

Yes! The middle-aged man in black took back his palm and stood respectfully beside Song Yuanlu.

Suddenly the pressure in the air disappeared, and everyone lost a long breath. Some people no longer dared to stay here, and ran downstairs in panic and left this place of right and wrong.

This girl, what do you have to say? Song Yuanlu stood up, showed a faint smile on her face, and gently patted the palm of her hand. She looked elegant and light, but there was no terrifying as a shadow demon invader.

I think you have done this a bit too much. You shouldn't force yourself to steal other people's shops and property. Xie Nan thought for a while before he said it.

Girl, you are just hearing, just one-sided words, you have seen them with your own eyes? Song Yuanlu smiled and said, "The real situation is that he killed my subordinates. Girl, what do you think I should do? Swallow your anger? Then how can I explain to the people around me?"

You, Xie Nan, knew that the other party was quibbling, but you just couldn't find anything to refute. She couldn't help but look at Zhao Yuande behind her like help.

Oh! Haha! Zhao Yuande laughed dryly, walked out, came to Xie Nan, and said to her with a smile, "Silly girl, we should reason with each other, just like such hypocritical people, we can't reason with them with our mouths."

So what to say? Xie Nan doesn’t understand.

Zhao Yuande grinned at the corner of his mouth and punched the middle-aged man in black. A fist made of silver light tore the space apart.

Although the middle-aged man in black had never taken action, he always maintained a posture of trying to do it. Seeing the silver Guangde punching, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He could see that the other party had just entered the world realm, but he was already a strong man in the late stage of the world realm. If you want to use this method to reason, you have found the wrong person.

But just as he was full of confidence and contacted the Silver Light Fist, his face suddenly changed drastically.

He only felt an unmatched force coming from his fist. Then he heard a series of sounds of bone shattering, and with a "bang", the middle-aged man in black exploded into a mass of blood mist.

Blood mist fell all over the sky, dyeing the range of dozens of feet apart blood red.

Silence! There is silence around you!

Even Song Yuanlu couldn't help but turn pale at this time. He stood there without moving. A strong man in the late stage of the world realm was actually punched into a blood mist. What kind of terrible power is this? Can the God Emperor do it? Or the God Emperor in the middle stage, the late stage

The other party's cultivation is so powerful that he cannot guess!

Girl, have you seen it? Just use this to reason, and they have to listen carefully. Zhao Yuande retracted his fist, lit a lightly on Xie Man's forehead, and chuckled, so, reasoning requires different occasions and people!
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