41, vampire aristocracy (I)

The people of the pylorus were stupefied.

Who is this young man, it's too terrifying, and he is so bold that he will kill if he says so.

How did they know what Xue Guan's existence was.

As the king of kings, as soon as he makes a move, it is naturally a bloody killing, how can he make a small fight.

Besides.

A group of Jianghu people, a guy who has done a lot of evil, will be killed if he kills, and the country has to thank him.

"Puff puff."

The spear turned into a soft whip again.

Swept.

A group of people flew out in a blur of flesh and blood.

“!”

"Notify the door...... No, the deputy master! Inform Wei Guanghong's deputy door master! ”

"Hurry!"

Everyone was scared.

And in the hall deep in the headquarters, Wei Guanghong walked out with a gloomy face.

As the head of the four deputy gate masters, the cousin of the master of the pylorus, his status in the pylorus is so high.

In the entire Qingzhou Province, he is also a top boss.

Stampe your feet, and the rivers and lakes will tremble.

Qingzhou has to shake.

Tonight, a yellow-haired boy actually entered the pylorus and named him to find him!

Outrageous!

Wei Guanghong is a strong man, he wears a battle robe, strides to the battlefield.

In sight, there was blood all over the ground.

The devil cries wolf.

In the end, his gaze was fixed on the heroic young man in the middle of the battlefield.

"Imp!"

Wei Guanghong's voice was sharp.

With a cold anger: "Come to my pylorus to spread the wilderness, kill my pyloric deputy master, hurt me my pyloric disciple, how do you want to die!" ”

"You're Wei Guanghong?"

"It's me!"

"Good." Xue Guan didn't talk nonsense, and the long whip flicked violently, turning into a sturdy spear again.

He held the blood-dripping spear obliquely and walked towards Wei Guanghong step by step.

Every step is murderous.

Every step is a little more powerful.

"Woohoo."

Strong winds rose from the ground.

Wei Guanghong's heart was full of inexplicable creeps, what kind of eyes were there!

Disregard for everything.

Invincible self-confidence.

How could this kind of look appear on a little ghost, how could it be!

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Wei Guanghong came back to his senses.

He drew his sword and removed his robes, revealing the muscles of an old tree.

"Little ghost, I'll dismantle you into eight pieces tonight, chop you up and feed it to the dog!"

"Die for me!"

Wei Guanghong has extremely strong explosive power, like a leopard, rushing forward.

The big knife in his hand slashed down fiercely, carrying the sound of the wind, as if it could split a car.

"Bang!"

However, this swift blow was cracked by Xue Guan's understatement.

The spear swept lightly, slamming into the sword.

Wei Guanghong only felt a strong force coming from the big knife, almost shattering his arm.

"Click!"

The sword cracked.

"What!"

Wei Guanghong was shocked.

This is the one he spent a lot of money to buy deep-sea ancient iron, looking for a peerless sword made by a famous foreign caster.

Sharpen iron like clay.

Indestructible.

Why did the crack appear?

"Bang!"

In the next second, the treasure knife exploded.

"Ahh

Wei Guanghong screamed.

Because the sword exploded and turned into countless fragments, like bullets, piercing his body.

For a time, it was full of holes.

Bloody.

"Poof!"

Meanwhile.

Xue Guan's spear pierced Wei Guanghong's shoulder, picked it up, and then smashed it to the ground.

"Ahh

Wei Guanghong screamed.