Chapter 340: Kill
Even to fight his subordinates, once the god of war is completely killed under the siege of the Martial Arts Association, he must be counted on his head as soon as possible. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test
Anyway, there is no way to confirm the authenticity of dead people.
At that time, his name will surely be famous all over the world and shake all directions.
Now??
For the first and last time, Wen Qianji was clearly aware of the relationship between himself and the God of War. It's a chasm-like gap.
His father didn't have the courage to really ignore the god of war, and a clown like him, who didn't know the height of the sky, actually threatened to kill the other party in seconds with one finger?!
Think about it again last night, and promise your father to pat his chest unashamedly. When the god of war came, he Wen Qianji had to teach the other party how to respect the nobles and how to understand the meaning of superiority and inferiority.
As soon as he thought of this, Wen Qianji felt a hot pain in his cheeks.
Amusing.
Even more pathetic.
A few minutes ago, he was still in high spirits. They can only crawl on the ground, allowing a steady stream of blood to flow through their bodies until their final death comes.
"There is no big harm in being young and vigorous, but if you don't know the height of the sky, it will cause people to be irritable." Ye Han spoke lightly, and his tone was unwavering.
This sentence sounds like an evaluation of Wen Qianji, but for another young handsome man who is not in the climate and can only shout, it also has an indelible psychological impact.
Or shadows.
Hiss!
Hua Xiao, who was an outstanding disciple of the Black God Dao Hall, had twitching facial features, his expression was stiff, and a cool aura that penetrated his limbs made him unable to give up.
"Three, three masters."
Compared with Wen Qianji, this young Tianjiao, who also said that he let the god of war have half a hand, and the latter may not dare to fight, at this moment, he will only cower and move, trying to hide behind the flower dagger.
How humiliating, how embarrassing?
Hua Xiao could clearly feel the boiling spiciness, from his cheeks, for a while, making him want to find a crack in the ground to get into.
When people are not there, one will shout more than the other.
People came, one by one than the other.
Not to mention coming out to make an appointment, Hua Xiao at this moment didn't even have the courage to face the god of war, and a tremor from the heart enveloped his whole body.
The aura of this god-sealing figure is really shocking.
It seems that the soul is going to be shattered.
"Those who don't know are not guilty, what are you afraid of?"
The flower dagger pretended to make a calm voice, intended to be brave for the flower, but this sentence sounded. There are faint signs of taking the place of the god of war.
"My family is a little young, after all, it is the first time to go out of the mountain, as a rising star, as you said, it is not a big mistake to be young and vigorous."
When Hua Dagger said this, he paused for a long time, as if he was tempting, and finally made up the second half of the sentence, "Hua Xiao has such a boldness, and you, as a long-famous senior, should be encouraged." “
"The old man admits that Hua Xiao's words just now offended you, but you, as a senior, should laugh at it, people. Learn to be tolerant and generous. “
The words are exquisite, the sentences are reasonable, and they seem to be a little convincing?
"That's right."
The god of war nodded in approval, and Hua Dagger and Hua Xiao were suddenly overjoyed, and they had the illusion of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.
However, immediately after, the god of war suddenly stared at the flower dagger quietly, and in the next second, he said four more words. "You're trash!"
"You, you."
Hua Dagger immediately gritted his teeth in anger, "The old man is more than enough to serve as your senior, as a junior, you respect the old man so much?" Heh, a generation of gods and strong war gods, is it so unqualified? “
The god of war raised his head and stepped forward, "I am a junior, you are a senior, I say you or scold you, as a senior, no matter what, you must be generous and tolerant." “
"Why accuse me of being unqualified?"
Flower dagger, "You are messing around, is it reasonable to scold people?" “
"When your disciple scolded me for being a waste, and the garbage was not enough for him to hit with half a hand, wasn't it you who persuaded me to be tolerant and generous?"
"Why don't you lead by example when I am generous and tolerant?"
"Explain, it doesn't make sense, I'll send you on your way."
In a flash.
The breath of the god of war converged, his tone turned cold, he was like a god king descending into the world, obviously the same height as the flower dagger, faintly, there was a Gaidai style overlooking all living beings.
"I, I??" The flower dagger has a dry mouth and is speechless.
Rumble!
The god of war probed through the air, and the flower dagger, which was not in a low realm, was detained in mid-air by the god of war in a blink of an eye, like catching a chicken.
Syllable!
A piercing slap shook the audience.
"Why can you shamelessly point fingers at others when you can't do it yourself?"
"Why?"
The god of war said these three words coldly.
Murderous.
Syllable!
Another slap came over, and he suddenly felt a concussion, and his skin cracked, and he endured the swelling pain all over his body, and said, "Yes, I'm sorry, it was the old man who lost his words before." “
Obviously, the little chicken belly intestines must be compared, and personal dignity cannot tolerate even half a sentence of blasphemy by outsiders, but in the end, they prefer to pretend to be a saint and stand on the moral high ground. Persuade people to be generous and tolerant?!
A slap.
The flower dagger was full of blood mist, his hair was messy, and he still couldn't give a reasonable answer to the explanation that the god of war wanted.
Wen Tianzhu sat on the Taishi's chair in a daze. Don't dare to squeak, this should be the first time in his life that he has close contact with the God of War?
Click!
The throat bone of the flower dagger is getting tighter and tighter. Pale cheeks, already bloody.
Hua Xiao, who was once arrogant before, trembled with fright, at this time, where is he still the sharpness and vigor of the younger generation?
What made him feel even more frustrated, and what he couldn't bear was that he, a guy who had just turned thirty, between youth and youth, was actually bigger than the god of war.
This??
Rumble!
The flower dagger, which is one of the elders of the Black God Dao Hall, finally lost its voice, and after the Great War God took it with one hand, he spread out his five fingers with the other, and his breath was stable.
At this moment, a large number of powerhouses on both sides of the original sub-station were all clustered around Wen Tian's punishment. And the god of war was standing seven or eight meters away from them.
A stone's throw away.
However, the transcendent and peerless god of war, in their eyes, has an unattainable and far-reaching illusion. Very unique, very frightening temperament.
The noisy and lively martial arts association has been silent for too long.
People from all walks of life who watched the battle from a distance finally realized clearly after a short period of doubt why the Martial Arts Association suddenly fell silent.
"The god of war has appeared."
"This guy really dares to look for death, the Martial Arts Association has stationed at least hundreds of strong people above the Grandmaster Realm to round him up, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to come back?"
Many residents close to the generation of the Martial Arts Association are looking solemnly at the location of the Martial Arts Association.
Rumble!
Just as tens of thousands of anxious eyes were watching, a cluster of light suddenly burst out from the sky above the glorious building of the Martial Arts Association.
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