Bright red blood splattered, and everyone was stunned.

The city lord was almost in a daze, he really didn't expect it. The herald, who had behaved like an angry bag all day, would suddenly burst out in front of the council chamber and smash him in the waist with a hammer.

What's even more surprising is, what kind of hammer is this mother?

He was able to break through his steel-solid muscles, and the spikes on the head of the hammer had penetrated deep into it and pierced into his two kidneys.

The severe pain made the city lord react.

This man is not a messenger!

The old man who walked three steps at a time.

It's just a second-grade waste.

Therefore, the person in front of him must be someone else pretending.

But with his eyesight, he couldn't see any flaws at all!

"Die!!"

Even sitting on the throne, there was a city lord of Pastoral City six or seven meters high, who shouted angrily.

The huge right palm was raised, and it bombarded from top to bottom with lightning speed.

The air seemed to be shattered, and the violent palm wind pressed hard against He Xiaotian.

"Boom!!"

The chamber trembled, and the walls crumbled.

Precious flooring, turned into powder.

The shock wave swept around, toppling countless tables and chairs.

The guards standing below were caught off guard and flew out in unison.

The city lord got up from his seat and looked at the ground with smoke rising, his brow furrowed.

With such a fast speed, he actually dodged his killer blow.

Without thinking about it, the two hammers behind him snorted and smashed on his waist again.

"Ahhh————h

It hurts!!

The city lord's huge body turned around, wanting to find He Xiaotian.

Unfortunately, after he turned around, the figure disappeared after him.

And then...... Then two bloodstained sledgehammers continued to bombard his waist without scruples and frantically.

This is the rhythm of not giving up if you don't smash his waist out!

The city lord's eyes breathed fire, when did he feel so aggrieved?

In the past, he relied on his size to crush his enemies, but now he is caught by sore feet, and he is used to grapple with the speed and agility of a ghost.

The most infuriating thing is, can't you just change the place to hammer?

Why are you staring at Lao Tzu's waist!!

"Boom!"

The city lord of Pastoral City burst out with a monstrous momentum all over his body, and his body of qi and blood penetrated out of his body, as if turning into a scorching blood flame.

The temperature in the council chamber soared instantly.

Some of the weak guards below evaporated their qi and blood and turned into a dried corpse.

"Damn sneak attacker, you're going to pay with your life for ......"

Before the price word could be spit out, two hideous and terrifying sledgehammers were held in the hands of a three-meter-five muscle tyrant, and continued to hammer down against his waist.

The sharp long thorns broke through the blockade of the blood flame in an instant, pierced into the muscles, and destroyed his poor weak and helpless kidneys.

Dry rack, dry rack, what are you BB?

I'll just tell you, I'll listen.

"Huh?!"

God is pitiful, the city lord of Pastoral City has seen too much surprise today.

Not to mention two ordinary-looking hammers, capable of breaking through his proud defenses.

Why is it that when the blood flame comes out, how can this pair of rotten hammers be unharmed?

The script shouldn't be like this!

How did it not melt in the scorching heat?

Exactly four times, four hammers on the kidneys.

The lungs of the city lord are already on the verge of exploding.

Without waiting for He Xiaotian to take back the hammer, he snorted.

On the back shoulders of the ten-meter-high giant, two thick arms suddenly drilled out.

And like lightning, he poked out and clung to the hammer.

"Can't think of it?!"

The city lord smirked, Lao Tzu had four arms.

He Xiaotian didn't expect that this guy would grow another pair.

If he had grabbed the hammer directly at him, he would have been able to dodge it.

It's just that He Xiaotian didn't speak, but smiled slightly.

Uncle, I said, I must give you a big gift!

And this gift is definitely not about hammering your waist.

Then the whole person bounced up directly, leaving phantoms in the air with his right foot.

"Not good!"

The city lord looked at the direction of his right kick and knew what this grandson was doing.

He threw his legs inward, trying to clamp it, no matter how bad it was, he had to block the fierce severed feet.

"Bang!!"

It's a pity that no matter how fast the city lord's reaction is, it can't be as fast as He Xiaotian's premeditated kick.

The new captain of the guard was swept out by a shockwave and fell into the corner.

Looking at this scene, I subconsciously clamped my legs.

Listening to the sound, the balls are probably enough to choke.

"Knock ...... Village...... ......"

The eyes of the lord of Pastoral City protruded, like dead fish, and his face turned pale, as if he had been smeared with thick rouge.

Large drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, constantly flowing.

This ferocious kick almost knocked him unconscious.

The waist is hammered compared with the broken son and grandson's feet, which is really not a grade.

"Leave you!!"

With the help of the hammer stuck in the waist of the city lord, He Xiaotian's whole body turned over.

His right foot left his lower crotch and slashed at his head in the form of a mountain cracking a rock.

"Boom!"

is still in the pain of severe life, and even broken eggs, and the city lord is really powerless to dodge.

His entire lower body seemed to be numb.

He Xiaotian mustered up all his strength, and a kick of nearly 200,000 catties almost paralyzed him in the lower half of his body.

"Bang!"

The lord of Pastoral City felt as if a mountain was bombarding his head.

His legs went limp, and his knees fell directly to the ground.

The already crumbling earth once again set off a wave of earth.

Nearly a thousand meters of land, in the blink of an eye, inch by inch crumbled.

The ground is about the same, and it has dropped more than a dozen meters.

He Xiaotian kicked with all his might, comparable to five thunderbolts, extremely violent!

"Smack!"

Before he could retract it, he found his bare feet held in the palm of a large hand.

Joke!

The smoke and dust cleared, slowly revealing the city lord kneeling on the ground.

"You're Aix! No wonder Iron Heart and his brothers are planted in your hands. I now retract the statement that you are a waste spawned by the tides of energy, and you are worthy of my own action. ”

When He Xiaotian heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Please, can your eyes not wander while you speak?

In fact, the city lord really can't be blamed for this, because he kicked him with all his strength to prevent him from being kicked out of the concussion.

It's just that his eyes are crooked a little, which is enough to show that the strength of this ten-meter giant is much stronger than he imagined.

"How about I give you a chance to be loyal to me? I will grant you immortality! Choose, it is to die like maggots. Or join the Pastoral City and become a person under one person and above ten thousand! ”

It seems that the city lord of Pastoral City is not only a brutal guy, but also has a lot of brainwashing skills.

In a few words, if you change someone, you really have to be boiled by what he said.

Or be a little timid, and when you see that your life is being held in your hands, you can't say that you will surrender and return to sincerity.

But He Xiaotian, who is that?

That's a reckless man who dares to beat Mr. Men violently.

You are a big man in the world, you are a, it's not that he is obedient like beating the third grandson.

A city lord who lives in a remote corner, is your grandma a claw?

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

A series of twelve willow leaf flying knives shot into the eyes of the city lord like meteors.

"Stubborn, you go to die!"

As the words fell, his left arm threw to the ground, wanting to shock He Xiaotian to death.

As for throwing knives?

Dodge does not dodge, dodge does not dodge.

Because with his combat experience, he had already calculated that he would not be able to dodge no matter what.

Besides, the twelve seemingly ordinary hidden weapons were not worth his dodge.

Sure enough, as he expected, after the flying knife hit the blood flame, it instantly turned into a puddle of molten iron.

The temperature can be seen!

"Boom!"

He Xiaotian was thrown to the ground by the city lord, and the overwhelming force surging his internal organs.

Fortunately, he has the blessing of attributes, otherwise he may not be able to withstand this blow.

From here, it can be seen that the power of the city lord is not weaker than He Xiaotian, and even stronger.

After all, he is a real giant.

Instead of relying on attribute values like him, he piled them up.

However, the city lord is just as uncomfortable.

Because He Xiaotian grabbed the chain that connected the two hammers early, a tragic scene appeared.

The muscles of the castle lord's waist were torn in large numbers, and blood flowed out like a stream.

Under the severe pain, he had to let go of his left hand that was holding He Xiaotian's bare feet.

Even so, his attack followed.

The lord of the city, who knelt on his knees, grabbed the ground with his head.

I want to use my head hammer hard and smash the hated Ex to death!

He Xiaotian is not restrained, and his speed is definitely one of the best.

The transcendent realm of chasing the wind and shadows is not something to be said casually.

"Bang!"

"Ah————h

The city lord's head hammer not only did not hit He Xiaotian.

Instead, it smashed on the double hammer, and the sharp thrust pierced his head.

Fortunately, the hard skull resisted it.

Otherwise, he may become the laughing stock of the world, the first city lord to commit suicide.

The blood-covered giant got up, and he went berserk.

"Gale!!"

Angry whispers rang out, and the earth began to shake.

"Boom!!"

A huge battle axe, which was extremely long, broke through the roof of the council chamber and blasted down.

A sharp axe, deep into the ground.

On the handle of the axe, a cyan wind is entwined.

The lord of the city of Pastoral was able to build a huge city and always stand.

It's this tomahawk that counts!

This axe is known as the wind, and as long as it is held in the hand, it can greatly compensate for the clumsiness of the giant.

Combined with his unrivaled size, he has the power to destroy withering and decaying.

It's simply omnipotent, at least within a radius of 3,000 miles, there are few people who can compete with it.

"Damn despicable villain, I'm going to kill ...... alive"

Before he could finish speaking, a hammer came from the corner and wrapped around his bare feet.

Before he could pull out his tomahawk, which was deep into the ground, he heard a shout of rage.

"What about Nima!"

There was a huge force under his feet, and the unsuspecting and furious city lord was directly dragged over.

He Xiaotian grabbed the chain with both hands, and then the whole person spun around and picked up the huge giant.

There is nowhere to borrow power in the air, and the city lord is angry and screaming!

"Loose."

With He Xiaotian's shout, the hammer fell off automatically.

And the poor city lord was like a cannonball, shattering the already fragile walls of the council hall and flying out.

Immediately after that, He Da Mangfu put the double hammer into the storage space.

Go straight to the wind tomahawk on the ground, pull it out, and run away!!

B is loaded, don't run and stay hammered!!