"My name is Wang Shan, and I am the most powerful warrior in Jiulong Mountain King Village! Remember, the one who kills you is Wang Shan! Standing in the middle of the field, the two-meter strong man Wang Shan said with a hideous face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Behind him, a group of Jiulongshan people supported each other to cheer him on and let him avenge himself. In their opinion, Wang Shan faced this spoiled little fart patriarch, it was definitely a ten-finger pinching snail, and he was nine out of ten.

And behind Wang Hao, everyone looked at Wang Shan with a dead man's expression, the flesh of high-level creatures can enhance the physique of the clansmen, and everyone in Wang Village knows it. Because of Wang Hao's strict orders, they were all tight-lipped.

The meat of high-level creatures, because of its convenient storage, has long become a strategic material in Wang Village.

Ordinary clansmen can now only eat the meat of high-level creatures every two days to improve their physique. Those black armor soldiers only have one benefit a day.

Despite this, those black armor soldiers all have the ability to use one as ten.

And Wang Hao, he eats the meat of high-level creatures every day, and now no one knows how strong he is.

Some people even speculate that not to mention Wang Hao, it is the pet hairball raised by Wang Hao, and his strength is stronger than that of ordinary people in the Great Wilderness.

"Noise! Come and die! Wang Hao looked at Wang Shan and said with disdain.

The Great Wilderness is too big, there are too many tribes with the same surname, maybe they all came from one family countless years ago, but now, it must have nothing to do with each other. So in the face of Wang Shan, who is also surnamed Wang, Wang Hao is not polite at all.

Seeing Wang Hao put one hand behind him, one hand hooked at him, and even the little pet on his shoulder, half black and half white, didn't let go, such a big appearance, how could Wang Shan not be annoyed.

tightened the sponge grass tied to the severed finger again, licked his lips viciously, and then rushed towards Wang Hao with a roar.

Although Wang Shan verbally said that he wanted to let Wang Hao have one hand, he didn't do it when the fight really started. In the Great Wilderness, even if it is to catch a grass hare, the hunters will do their best, and there is no such thing as underestimating the enemy. Because those who underestimate the enemy have long been eliminated by the Great Wilderness.

The battle was finally about to start, and the people behind Wang Shan cheered excitedly. They seemed to have seen Wang Shan screwing off the little patriarch's head.

On the other side, Wang Hu asked Wang Lung with a puzzled face, why did Wang Hao take action in person.

"Since the last time Wang Da used his body to help him block that attack, he has always had a hurdle in his heart, although it is the same as usual on the surface, but it is because he is the patriarch and has to set an example, and any of his orders requires a very careful decision, and he can't let his feelings be mixed in it.

But in fact, in his heart, he was very sad, and these people came out of the same alliance as the person who killed his father, I think, this time he insisted on wanting to take action in person, because he wanted to vent. Otherwise, that thing has been held in his heart, and it will be suffocated. Wang Lung speculated.

When everything was explained, Wang Hu suddenly realized, and then sighed that it was really troublesome to be the patriarch, fortunately there was Wang Hao, otherwise the position of the patriarch would have to fall on his shoulders.

Wang Shan rushed over, Wang Hao seemed to be stupid, motionless.

"Tremble! Little cub! Wang Shan's face was bloodthirsty, and he aimed at Wang Hao's head with his intact fist, smashing it with all his might. He had even seen the scene of Wang Hao's skull exploding and his brain splashing.

Just when his fist was about to land on Wang Hao's head, Wang Hao moved.

He stretched out a hand, and the latter came first, blocking the front of his head, just enough to block Wang Shan's fist.

For a moment, it was as if the surroundings were still.

Wang Shan's seemingly explosive punch was stopped by Wang Hao like this, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't advance a bit.

An ominous premonition surged in Wang Shan's heart.

"Wang Shan, what are you waiting for, avenge us! Kill him, and you will be the hero of our Jiulong Mountain! A man with his arm bent backwards at a strange angle shouted from behind, he thought that Wang Shan was afraid of Wang Cun's revenge, so he didn't dare to kill him in the end.

Only the people of Wang Cun looked bored, because for them, this battle was already a battle with a doomed ending.

Now, in a one-on-one situation, even if Wang Cun is a cooking aunt, he is not afraid of the most outstanding warriors of any clan in the Great Wilderness.

Wang Shan's fist was pinched in Wang Hao's hand, he couldn't break free if he wanted to, he couldn't move forward if he wanted to, what scared him the most was that Wang Hao's hand was getting stronger and stronger, and he could even hear the sound of his bones being crushed.

"Click!" As Wang Shan's hand bones were crushed, he finally couldn't help but scream.

But then, his cry stopped abruptly.

Because Wang Hao raised a kick and kicked him in the chest.

His chest, all his bones, all broken, his arms, were torn off.

The blood and water in the sky flew out, sprinkling Wang Hao and the hairball, and Wang Shan was kicked out.

The hairball that was eating wild fruits while watching the play was drenched on the wild fruit in his hand by a stream of hot blood, it looked at the bloody fruit in his hand, and then looked at the broken arm in Wang Hao's hand, the whites of his eyes turned up, and then rolled down from Wang Hao's shoulder with a grunt.

Wang Mountain, which flew out, smashed the people of Jiulong Mountain to the point that people were on their backs. And he himself, when he was still flying in the air, he had already lost his breath, and the broken sternum pierced directly into his heart, and the gods couldn't save him when they came.

Looking at the people of Jiulong Mountain who were frightened, Wang Hao first took a breath and roared violently. Finally came out of the haze of his father's death.

Then he said to the Nine Dragon Mountain Alliance: "This war was initiated by your Nine Dragon Mountain Alliance, and now you are so arrogant to send people to talk about peace, you really think that everything is under control, right?" I tell you, you can start a war whenever you want, but when it ends, I have the final say! ”

Wang Hao's voice resounded in the sky.

He was covered in blood, holding a broken arm in his hand, and stood there like a killing god, which made everyone in Jiulong Mountain tremble.

A person from Li Village finally calmed down, got up from the ground, and said: "Patriarch Wang Hao, it is Wang Shan who has made an appointment with you, we don't have an appointment, we are messengers, and you can't make a move against us according to the rules!" ”

"You bunch of garbage, I don't plan to make a move on you, go back and wash your neck, and wait for me to come to your Jiulong Mountain!" Wang Hao threw his arm away.

The hairball that fell down finally woke up, and when it opened its eyes, a bloody arm smashed in front of it. It kicked on both legs and passed out again.

"Patriarch Wang Hao, you have to think about it clearly, their Jiulong Mountain Wang Village has been inherited for hundreds of years, and they have been divided into clans more than ten times, and the main stele is in their hands, and under an order, the sub-clans under the main stele must be the only ones to follow, and it is not a problem to dispatch fifty ninety-nine people anytime and anywhere.

We, Li Village, have mastered the most advanced black ironwood weapon production technology in the Great Wilderness, not to mention that we already have several clans, as long as we use black ironwood weapons as bargaining chips, anytime, anywhere, we can drive countless tribes to work for us and attack your Wang Village.

What's more, our patriarch is extremely intelligent, your greatest reliance, the wooden wall, we have a way to restrain it, you have also got the fire melon we brought, you can try, once the juice of the melon burns, even the water can not let it go out, once the fire melon is shot on your wooden wall with a fire thrower, if you come out, you will be burned alive.

Are you sure that you are going to be our enemy? Do you want to be the enemy of the whole wilderness? The Li villager stood up and said eloquently.

It's just that because of the fear in his heart, Wang Hao took a step forward, and he took a step back, no matter how reasonable what he said, it didn't sound like a deterrent.

"Enemies of the whole wilderness? You can represent the whole wilderness? Wang Hao asked disdainfully.

"The black ironwood weapon is the weapon that all the people of the Great Wilderness dream of, as long as we Li Village have this technology in our hands one day, then whoever is against us is the enemy of the entire Great Wilderness!" Finally, there was no way to retreat, and he crashed into the encirclement of the Black Armor Army. sat on the ground with a butt and raised his head to threaten Wang Hao.

Wang Hao touched his chin, then squatted in front of this Li Village person, and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, then I will make the black iron and wood weapons that you Li Village rely on less important." ”

"You... You... What do you want? Li Cunren swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said.

"I guess, you Li Village, there should be a hot spring, right? Well, it's a natural hot tub. Wang Hao smiled evilly.

"No, that's right, so what!" A bad premonition rose, and the people of Li Cun said stubbornly.

"That's it, no, I just want to tell you that by the next exchange day, your Black Iron and Wood weapons in Li Village will not be exchanged for so much food. You must know that the hot springs on the Great Wilderness are not only available in your Li Village. The smile on Wang Hao's face was like a little devil, which made the people of Li Village tremble. (To be continued.) )