"Three. ”

When Huang Pingfan saw those unscrupulous and meaty guys, he was angry in his heart, and he began to count down.

He was really angry, very angry, very angry. Since, in this Qingyun City, no one knows what is going on with the Huang Family Yellow Gate, and no one remembers how the Huang Family Yellow Gate exists. So Huang Pingfan decided to let the blood wake them up, so that they could deeply remember what kind of existence the Huang family and Huangmen were.

However, just when Huang Pingfan began to count down, he provoked countless ridicule and ridicule.

"Hehe, this sissy, she still feels good about herself, and she dares to count down there?"

"He never died. After dying a few times, I think everything will be clear to him. ”

"It's just, it's really a thing that doesn't know whether to live or die. In Qingyun City, he actually dared to think of confronting the Qingyun Sect, even if he was the Heavenly King Laozi, he had to kneel!"

"It's really a guy who doesn't know the height of the sky, what does he think Qingyun Sect is? Shantang? Hehe, when he is dismantled, it will be too late to cry. ”

......

Faced with a group of ignorant melon-eating people, Huang Pingfan was speechless. Unexpectedly, there are such ignorant stupid people in Liangzhou. actually didn't know anything about the horror of the Huang family's yellow door.

"II. "Huang Pingfan is not affected by anyone, and he is still counting down.

"It seems that you are really toasting and not eating and drinking. "The guy with a meaty face, carrying a knife, was about to slash at Huang Pingfan and the five of them.

However, Chen Yaojing and Cao Ying did not react, as if they were scared silly.

Seeing those people in such a hurry to die, the countdown in Huang Pingfan's mouth became faster.

"One. Huang Pingfan blurted out and counted directly to one, and then her face sank, and she shouted loudly: "I have given you the opportunity." Since everyone has made their choice, they should be responsible for their choice. ”

As soon as Huang Pingfan finished speaking, several guys with meaty faces had already come to him.

Although, before killing the enemy in the past, Huang Pingfan always did not forget to shout "wife, suppress", but today, in the face of these Xuanfu realms, Huang Pingfan is not so embarrassed.

He just glanced at the fellows with contempt, and then, taking a step forward, his knife quickly stretched out, stabbing the guy who was rushing forward.

Poof

There was a soft sound, and in an instant, the guy who was still fierce and vicious just now had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Huang Pingfan's weird way of killing the enemy shocked those people with faces, and even more so to the melon-eating people around them who were still croaking just now.

However, Huang Pingfan is like a bloodthirsty magic knife, once it is unsheathed, it will definitely choose people to eat, and the enemies are endless, and they will never return to the sheath.

Poof

There was another soft sound, another face full of meat, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared out of thin air.

That guy hasn't come back to his senses yet, so it's over.

At this time, a large group of people with cross-faced faces seemed to be awakened.

But just before they made the decision whether they should attack or retreat.

There was another slight thud that rang out in this casino hall, and the speed became faster and faster.

More than 30 fierce gods holding steel knives rushed up in unison, and in the blink of an eye, about half of them were gone.

At this time, the little leader, who seemed to have just come to his senses, seemed to feel that it was difficult for his people to escape even if they were planning to escape.

Therefore, he clenched the steel knife in his hand and rushed towards Huang Pingfan in a suicidal way.

Huang Pingfan didn't seem to see his fierce and vicious appearance, and used the body technique in the "Emperor Xuan's Heart Sutra" lightly, avoiding the blade of the little boss.

Xuanji, the first level, that is Xiaocheng, followed by Dacheng, followed by perfection, great perfection, and even some particularly powerful characters, who can also cultivate to the level of supernatural transformation.

A kind of mystical technique, if it can be cultivated to the Great Perfection, it is a super genius. As for cultivating a mystical technique to the point of being superb, it is simply a legendary super demon that is rare once in tens of thousands of years.

Huang Pingfan's memory is very good, whether it is exercises or occult techniques, he can never forget it.

However, it was a pity that he didn't seem to have any talent for occult cultivation.

Clearly remembering the Xuan Technique clearly, no matter how much time he spent, he couldn't cultivate to the level of Xiaocheng. He even felt that he was cultivating for a lifetime, and whether he could cultivate a mystical technique to achieve Xiaocheng was unknown.

However, even if he failed to reach the Xiaocheng level, dealing with the Xuanfu Realm still gave people an unfathomable feeling.

Dodging the enemy's blade, Huang Pingfan stepped out and rushed in front of the enemy, stabbing directly forward with the knife in his hand.

Poof

Immediately, everyone saw that the little leader directly turned into a puff of green smoke, rose in a curling air, and then disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, Huang Pingfan once again crashed into the crowd and directly stabbed several enemies.

All the fierce gods and evil gods were frightened.

The fierce gods who were in a hurry scattered all at once, panicking and not choosing the road.

The third girl planned to come forward to help, but Chen Yaojing said: "Don't worry, everyone, I think the young master can get everything done by himself." Let's focus our energy on guarding against the appearance of masters! I think that if the young master opens a killing ring like this, there will definitely be a strong man who will come forward. ”

As soon as the three girls heard this, they stopped shooting. They all watched the scene quietly, ready to deal with the impending strong enemy at any time.

In the bloody slaughter, Huang Pingfan constantly used the body technique in the "Emperor Xuan's Heart Sutra" with the palm technique, praying to improve his level of skill in the killing.

However, when all the fierce gods and evil spirits were wiped out by Huang Pingfan alone, his level of mystical skills did not improve at all.

After killing the guardian of the casino, Huang Pingfan set his sights on the others.

At this time, everyone looked at Huang Pingfan's gaze, and it was not as contemptuous as before, but awe, and it could even be said to be extreme fear.

"Young Master Huang, we have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, please forgive us for having eyes and beads, spare our lives!"

The ground was kneeling with a crowd begging for mercy, all of them weeping bitterly and begging for mercy.

"People, you must be responsible for your own choices! Since I have given a way to survive and you don't care, then, then, you will be responsible for your own choices to the end!"

Huang Pingfan said expressionlessly, and in an instant, his figure appeared in the crowd.

"Ahh

"Spare your life—"

"You damned devil, you're going to get your retribution—"

"We can no longer watch him wipe us out, we have to unite. Kill! Let's slay the demons and destroy the demons together today......"

The guy who just wanted to incite others to be cannon fodder and let him escape by himself didn't finish his words, but before he finished speaking, Huang Pingfan rushed to his back in one step, stabbed him with a knife, and with a soft sound, it turned into green smoke.

Huang Pingfan wanted to grow up quickly, thinking that these people were actually the scum of the scum, so there was no ambiguity at all.

About half an hour passed, and in a large casino in Nuoda, only Huang Pingfan and the five figures remained.

"Why are those people so endurable? The young master has killed the entire casino, and not a single master has come forward?" Chen Yaojing was very puzzled.

Huang Pingfan, who came over, heard Chen Yaojing's words, and said indifferently: "Regardless of him so much, clean up the battlefield! It should be our trophies, and we can't waste any of them." ”

"Yes, young master. ”

"Yes, young master. ”

The four guys rummaged through the cabinets, dug three feet into the ground, and searched for the loot.

Huang Pingfan stood in the hall, resting quietly, quietly waiting for the Qingyun Sect to make a move.