Seeing Xu Lang's killing, Wang Qian was so cold that he almost fell down.

The Donglai Wang Family has its origins and he is also a martial arts practitioner. Naturally, he can see how what Xu Lang shows is incredible.

As long as you have practiced the true qi and transformed into the light, everyone can do it.

It is not rare to swallow or spit more than a ft.

But if Tun spits out more than a meter of sword light, he can cut people into shorter ones. This is not just a matter of vigorous internal energy.

But how is this possible?

Is Xu Lang just a flatterer?

Wang Qian felt a little dizzy, especially when he was fumigated by the smell of blood mixed in the hole. If he hadn't covered his hands suddenly, he would have vomited out on the spot.

"Let the king laugh."

Xu Lang, who had killed the man, was covered in blood. He handed the long sword into the hand of the wolf cavalry next to him, and quickly walked to Wang Qian and said respectfully: "Don't worry, there are loyal people in the 24 caves of the Three Mountains. If these unfilial acts are all killed, they will not disturb the major events of the Holy Lord's layout!"

He was still so flattering and humble, but Wang Qian no longer dared to be as casual as before.

He saw it clearly just now. At least half of these killed leaders had better cultivation than him, but in front of Xu Lang, they were slaughtered like chickens.

Even in Donglai City, there are few people who can compare with such a person. How dare he be too arrogant?

"Nothing is wrong, Xu Dazhuan is welcome!"

Wang Qian waved his hand repeatedly, not daring to accept Xu Lang's bowing gift: "With Xu Dazhuo's presence, Langshan will definitely be as stable as a rock. Wang Qian is completely relieved of this. But there is one thing that Wang Qian feels necessary to confirm with Xu Dazhuo."

"Whenever the king envoy asks, Xu Lang will answer truthfully."

"I wonder what Xu Dazhan plans for the next step?"

Wang Qian felt a little worried, but he still gritted his teeth and asked.

"The king's envoy is worried that Xu Lang is anxious to avenge his brothers, and has broken the design of the Holy Lord?"

What kind of human nature is Xu Lang? Just listening to Wang Qian's indirect attacks, he knew what the other party was thinking and directly called out the words.

"I...really worried."

Wang Qian gritted his teeth and looked at Xu Lang with a cold look, "The significance of Langshan is extraordinary. With the strength of Xu Er, he was killed by the sudden death. It is very likely that Chongming took the initiative to design it, so I hope that Xu Dazhu can put the overall situation first and be patient for the time being."

After finishing the words in his heart in one breath, Wang Qian's legs were trembling.

But compared to his own fear, he was even more afraid that Xu Lang's impulse would ruin the layout of the Holy Lord for Chongming.

But he also knew that these Green Forest robbers were the most bloody and reckless. He wanted to stop the other party from avenging his brothers. There was a high possibility that they would not be pleased with inside and outside, and would even endanger their lives.

As expected, as soon as his worries came out, the wolf cavalry guards in the Moon Cave shook their eyes, full of murderous intent!

You know, even when Xu Lang started the slaughter just now, these people only looked as alert as usual.

At this time, it seemed like he was going to peel him and get cramps.

There was also Xu Lang, who had been harmonious and calm, after listening to Wang Qian's words, lowered his head, his eyes slightly closed, and he did not answer immediately.

During the silence, the pressure was getting stronger and stronger. Just after Wang Qian could not hold on, Xu Lang looked up.

"Without a young man like the King, why worry about the great cause of the Holy Lord."

Xu Lang first praised and sighed, and then said seriously: "Xu Lang will order to restrain the brothers on the mountain to prevent the news from leaking, Chongming's sneak attack. I will order people to break the bridge and close the road and build defensive fortifications, so that we can stand until the Holy Lord arrives!"

Wang Qian, who thought he wanted to give his life here, was immediately overjoyed: "Xu Dazhuo is kind-hearted and courageous! Wang Qian will definitely spread Xu Dazhuo's resolutions throughout Donglai this time, and it will definitely become a good story in the future."

"In this way, I will trouble you more and more."

Xu Lang was still respectful and apologized to Wang Qian seriously, then called the wolf cavalry and sent the man out of the hole.

When Wang Qian disappeared outside the cave, Xu Lang's expression suddenly became gloomy and fierce.

He stepped on the blood all over the ground, crossed countless broken limbs and bodies, came to Xu Liao, and sat down dejectedly.

"Isn't it useless to get you revenge..."

Xu Lang sat next to the corpse, gently reached out and closed the other person's eyes, and whispered: "Don't you like the most about the fun and bustling in the Wuwhistle Mountains? Brother will send them down to accompany you, and many people, and go down to accompany you."

...

If all the disappointments in the world are to be arranged in order.

Then, if you rank among the top three, there must be such a thing - your strong beliefs have been proven to be bullshit!

Because Qin Ming is the most powerful among the four countries, and Pojun fighting spirit is the top-level inheritance of hard skills in Qin Ming, Pojun fighting spirit is one of the most powerful paths of cultivation in the world.

You see, the establishment of actual beliefs is sometimes so simple, so simple that it doesn’t even require any reasoning ability.

And it is precisely because of this simplicity that this belief is extremely solid and realistic, and can even be regarded as the truth.

It was like Baron, who had been worshipped by Linque since childhood, believed since childhood that Pojun's fighting spirit was the strongest hard work in the world and the highest inheritance of Qin Ming.

And countless verifications over the years have strengthened this understanding.

But such a solid understanding was overturned in just one afternoon.

He watched helplessly that the tiger-patterned fur arm turned the stones everywhere into the deadliest weapon.

Slide on Mars and kill people.

Whether it is a weapon, a hard skill, or a body skill.

Whether you are just starting to practice, have achieved some success, or even have hidden strength.

There is no difference in front of this tiger-patterned hair arm.

The light flows out, the blood hole appears, and the person falls to the ground.

Baron suddenly felt very empty. He didn't understand that if he had been practicing hard for more than ten years, if he died instantly under this inexplicable flowing light, what is the meaning of his practice!?

This is an indescribable fear. Baron even thought about whether to take advantage of the fact that Gouwa is inconvenient to mobility and find a way to kill him so that he doesn't have to face this fear.

His numb face and expression were constantly changing. If Lin Que had been here, he would have seen that his disciple is now unstable and is only one step away from being possessed by the devil.

But it is this step that makes people's distances look like a natural barrier.

After Liuguang killed the last escaped bandit, Baron leaned against a big tree and put it down.

"What's wrong, melon?"

Baron did not answer. He just held his breath and mobilized the civil war energy. After a distance with Gouwa, he turned around suddenly.

"Cum shot me with stones!"

Baron shouted at the dog kid several feet away.

"Cum? Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy! Use that stone to shoot me with all my strength!"

Baron had red eyes, and the green Tong finger on his hands gradually turned red.
Chapter completed!