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The frail little black had already sat on a soft classical sofa chair with David's support.

Due to being in the dungeon cell for a long time, Xiao Hei's body has been invaded by the earth's qi, even if Han Long just instilled a true yuan into him in time to stabilize his life breath, but in the short term, Xiao Hei is still very weak and needs to recuperate slowly.

Count Robert looked in the direction that Han Long was pointing and saw Xiao Hei with a pale face, and couldn't help but be a little confused, what was going on?

It is no wonder that in the eyes of Europeans, Orientals are all black-haired and yellow-skinned, and they feel as if they are poured out of the same mold, and they can't remember the facial features of Orientals at all. Moreover, Xiao Hei has always been locked in the cell, and Robert rarely pays attention to him, so he doesn't know that the Oriental in front of him is the unlucky ghost in the prison.

"Dear master, I don't seem to know this Oriental, may I ask if he has anything to do with me?" asked Robert cautiously.

"It's a big deal, if you hadn't sent someone to arrest him, how would he have become what he is now? How could I have chased him all the way here? It's all thanks to you?" Count Robert!! " Han Long said through gritted teeth, the expression on his face was very terrifying, as if he wanted to eat Robert alive.

Hearing this, Count Robert finally understood that the weak Oriental man on the chair was the unlucky ghost he had sent someone to catch him, and it turned out that the killer star in front of him had come here because of this incident.

"Master!" After learning the ins and outs of the matter, Count Robert's breath became short, he didn't want to be someone else's substitute, "It was an order from the Council of Elders, I just acted on orders, the whole thing has nothing to do with me, you can't blame me!!"

"Hehe!" Han Long stretched his head in front of the other party, with a knowing smile on his face, "Don't worry, they will soon go to hell to find you, now, pay the price for everything you have done!"

Count Robert was suddenly frightened and screamed: "Don't, help......"

Robert only had time to say these words before his voice stopped, and Han Long stretched out his right hand like lightning, "Ding!"

One word fixing formula!!

As soon as the law spoke, Robert was stunned, and his whole body floated in mid-air as if weightless.

"This punch was fought for Xiao Hei to be caught!" Han Long trampled on his footsteps, his right fist was like a cannon, and a punch was struck, and in the air, there was a sudden thunderous roar, hitting the opponent's abdomen, directly hitting the opponent's abdomen and concave it by half a foot.

"This punch is for Xiao Hei who has suffered for so long!" Han Long's right fist was withdrawn, and he exerted his strength sideways, penetrating his left arm, and the strength was like an explosion, the air in front of him shook, and even the ground shook slightly, and the punch hit the opponent's chest, "click......" twice, and several ribs were directly broken.

"This punch is for Xiao Hei's weak body!" Turning around and spinning, using his strength to pull back, Han Long pulled out a whip punch and hit the opponent's face directly, with a crisp "snap", half of his face was gone, directly revealing the bones of Bai Huahua, mixed with blood and white paste.

"This kick is for myself!" Jumping up with his strength, spinning one hundred and eighty degrees, his right leg kicked out like lightning, swinging his tail like a tiger, sweeping in all directions, and kicking the opponent's left shoulder with a "boom", and the entire left shoulder was almost completely shattered.

"This punch is ......"

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Han Long was like a tireless humanoid beast, striking at Count Robert, who was fixed in mid-air by a single word.

At this time, Count Robert was like a painless human flesh punching bag, beaten to the point that his skin was open, his flesh was blurred, but he couldn't make any sound, if it weren't for the fact that he had the immortal body of the blood clan and his body was constantly repairing itself, he didn't know how many times he had died.

Han Long did this mainly to vent his anger, he neither used the true element in his body, nor did he exert the strength of his physical body with all his might, but suppressed himself and only used the strength of the same level as the other party, otherwise, Robert would not be enough to die with a hundred or a thousand lives.

After enough fighting, out of the evil breath in his heart, Han Long felt that his whole body was extremely relaxed, and his whole body was comfortable, as if Zhu Bajie had eaten ginseng fruit, and there were 108,000 pores all over his body, all of which were comfortable. This is the so-called clear heart of the Tao, and the heart is like a mirror without dust.

He casually lifted the other party's one-word fixing formula.

"Help...... Count Robert, who was freed from the one-word fixation formula, didn't care about the injuries on his body, and then turned into a battle form, and flew towards the exit of the hall like a gallop, desperately trying to escape from this place, escape from the demonic Oriental in front of him, and return to his own cold lair.

He is the earl of the blood family, he has an endless life, he still wants to continue to enjoy the hot blood, he has not enjoyed the elegant and noble aristocratic life enough, he still has infinite attachment to his life...... He doesn't want to die yet!

It's a pity that he forgot that he had given his life to the other party, he forgot how terrifying the Oriental man in front of him was called a demon, and he didn't know that he was an ant in the eyes of the other party.

It's just an ant, kill it, it's not a pity.

A flame glowing with a cold white light was generated out of thin air, drawing a mysterious trajectory in the air, and instantly hit the Marquis Robert in flight, and soon, his whole body was surrounded by the white flame, which was obviously a flame, but it gave people a cold and strange feeling, as if ice and fire were two heavens.

Robert struggled and rolled in mid-air, screaming miserably, trying to extinguish the flames on his body, but the extremely domineering flames from Han Long's body could not be matched by his small blood clan marquis.

For five minutes, the flames burned on Robert's body for five minutes before Robert died of pain, his body turned into ashes, and disappeared in this heaven and earth, leaving only a basketball-sized ball of essence blood floating in the air, which was deliberately left by Han Long, which showed that his control of the flames had reached the subtle realm.

What's even more terrifying is that even Robert's soul burned in this frozen white flame, and finally turned into countless points of light and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, even his soul was gone, and there was no way to even reincarnate, but this flame was domineering.

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