"Tear the Sky Claw!"

"Thunch gun!"

"Flowing Wind Palm!"

"Heaven's legs!"

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Ye Xiaole made them feel a sense of crisis, so they were very sympathetic. The worshipers made a ruthless move when they took out their weapons. Some of them took out their weapons.

"Damn~~" Even though Ye Xiaole was as strong as he was, his face changed when he faced so many tricks, and he directly activated the brisk step again.

"Die~~" Ye Xiaole's smile made the enthronement opposite him feel a huge sense of crisis. He could no longer bear it. He just wanted to escape like a friend of his previous experience, but Ye Xiaole could make a mistake once, but it would be too embarrassing to make a mistake again!

"Go!" A black light caught up with the enemy in front of him like a meteor and penetrated into his body.

The priest who ran quickly fell down with his body after a pause.

"Dead!" Everyone stopped their hands and stared blankly at the silent offerings on the ground.

"Now, let's start officially." With a stretch of his hand, a black light flew out from the corpse on the ground and fell into Ye Xiaole's hand.

Only then did everyone see clearly that the deadly black light was actually a dagger covered in black.

Ye Xiaole, who was holding a wolf dagger in his hand, changed his aura of a person. There was no smile on his face. A faint and sarcastic aura became stronger and stronger. Everyone seemed to see that this person was not Ye Xiaole, but a god of killing.

A god of killing that is born for killing people!

"Give me a few, two top-quality spiritual trees per person!"

Dong Yibiao's voice became the last straw for the formal battle, and the remaining worshipers were red.

"Kill!" The hall was once again in chaos.

At this time, some people who were interested outside the house were quietly watching the battles inside the house, and the hearts of countless people were beating quickly.

As the bodies on the ground increased, the outside of the house also changed.

"Let's go." Several groups of people left silently in several dark places.

They saw through it that Ye Xiaole was not comparable to them. Compared with the tempting 2 billion Chinese coins, they cherish their lives more.

Without life, no matter how much money you have, you can't spend it!

Of course, not everyone can see through it. There are more people who stay than those who leave.

Money sometimes blinds the eyes of most people.

After the outside changes stabilized, the battle inside the house also began to end.

"Uh~~" With a muffled groan, another dead soul was added under the wolf dagger.

"The battle is over." He stood up and rubbed the dagger in his hand on his clothes casually. Ye Xiaole turned his head and the smile on his face became even more intense. "Mr. Dong, what do you think?"

"You, don't come over..." Dong Yibiao, who was sank on the ground, finally felt energetic. Seeing Ye Xiaole stepping forward, he kept retreating, and finally he retreated to the wall again.

"Ye Xiaole, don't kill me. I have a lot of money. I can give you money!" As if remembering something, Dong Yibiao suddenly became excited and shouted.

"Money? Haha, Master Dong, you are so cute." Ye Xiaole smiled with a cold face.

"Come on, if you are a man, just duel with me. I won't let you die in a coward." Ye Xiaole said seriously. Since he learned that Jin Yang was instructed by Dong Yibiao, Ye Xiaole sent a death note to Dong Yibiao.

"No, I won't fight with you!" Dong Yibiao screamed in horror. The dignified head of the Dong family, a warrior in the seventh stage, even burst into tears.
Chapter completed!