Zhao Xing's body was raised, and he used the volley flight of the Martial King, wanting to take the opportunity to escape Lan Wen's attack.

As soon as the body flew out, Lan Wen grabbed Zhao Xing's calf, and then pulled it down fiercely, Zhao Xing's entire body was pulled down from the sky by Lan Wen, and then smashed the deck.

This smash hit the ground Zhao Xing was dizzy, and his whole body was attached to the deck, and then Lan Wen got up and stepped forward, stepping down with her right foot fiercely, and stepped on it twice.

"Ahh

Zhao Bo, who was in the distance, was terrified when he saw this scene, and he finally realized what the conversation between Yechen and Huang Xinrou just now meant.

Zhao Bo wanted to escape, but he was already defeated in the face of Huang Xinrou, not to mention the terrifying zombie who beat Zhao Xing like a baby in the distance.

Huang Xinrou's eyes were red, and the sword in his hand exuded an astonishing oppressive force, and the powerful power was not something that Zhao Bo could compete with at all.

After three moves, Huang Xinrou picked up the long sword in Zhao Bo's hand with a sword, and then the long sword stabbed out and pierced Zhao Bo's shoulder.

Zhao Bo was shocked, and his body was retreating sharply.

Huang Xinrou's body glowed with silver light, and her speed far surpassed Zhao Bo, and she quickly approached Zhao Bo and slapped him on the chest.

"Wait a minute, I know it's wrong, our Zhao family will definitely not be your enemy in the future. Zhao Bo roared loudly.

Huang Xinrou was unmoved, and under the palm print, he slapped on Zhao Bo's body, causing a mouthful of his blood to spurt out, and the blood spilled into the sky.

Zhao Bo's entire body fell down like a broken sandbag, Huang Xinrou's body fell, and her right hand clasped the dying Zhao Bo's head, and then flew to the treasure ship with her head, and then left Zhao Bo on the deck like a dead dog.

Huang Xinrou's eyes were red, and she stared at Zhao Bo fiercely, as if it was the gaze of an angry beast.

"Yechen!" Huang Xinrou opened her mouth and said in a deep voice, "Help me." ”

"Oh, how. Yechen asked with interest.

Huang Xinrou roared in a low voice like a beast: "Eighteen Palms of Purgatory. ”

In just five words, Zhao Bo and Zhao Xing's bodies trembled.

"No, don't. Zhao Bo shouted loudly, completely losing the master's demeanor when he first appeared, waving his messy hair like a beggar, and letting out a terrified roar.

Yechen made a move and slapped eighteen palms in a row on Zhao Bo's body.

"Ah!" Zhao Bo let out a terrible scream, the Eighteen Palms of Purgatory, known as the most painful and vicious torture method, made those who were hit by the Eighteen Palms of Purgatory suffer unimaginable pain as if they had experienced eighteen layers of hell.

"How could it be, how could there be a real Purgatory Eighteen Palms, who are you, how can you have such a method, ahhhhh

Yechen then walked towards Zhao Xing, Zhao Xing's face was full of horror, he lost his limbs and subconsciously tried to move his body with his back, trying to avoid Yechen's criminal law, and immediately, Yechen also slapped eighteen palms on his body.

"Ahhh Zhao Xing was rolling on the ground, and because the struggle was too violent, more blood flowed from his wounds, and he continued to roll wildly as if he didn't see it.

Under the extreme pain, they only had the strength to struggle, not even the strength to commit suicide.

"Please, give me a good time, please. Kill me. Zhao Bo shouted at Yechen while screaming miserably.

"Kill me, kill me. After the angry scolding, Zhao Xing regretted it and began to beg for death.

Yechen accompanied Huang Xinrou to stand beside her, Huang Xinrou watched all this silently, the red in her eyes gradually faded with their violent rolling and wailing, and then looked at the two of them with a calm face and continued to wail, and then the breath became weaker and weaker, and finally the seven orifices bled to death, and died very miserably.

Looking at the two corpses silently, Huang Xinrou's tears suddenly couldn't help falling, her knees bent, and she knelt on the deck with a "bang", and then cried with tears: "Dad, mother, have you seen it?" The daughter finally found the hope of revenge, the former enemy, was killed by the daughter, from now on, the daughter will find out and kill them one by one, the rebuilding of the glory of the Huang family that you have been dreaming of will definitely reappear in the daughter's body, the daughter promised you, will spend your life to realize your dreams, woo woo woo!" Dad, mother, my daughter misses you....."

Yechen stepped forward and squatted beside Huang Xinrou, patted Huang Xinrou's shoulder, then grabbed her shoulder, and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Woo woo!" Huang Xinrou cried even more.

After a quarter of an hour, Huang Xinrou's crying slowly stopped, and then she hurriedly wiped her tears and said to Yechen, "I'll go wash my face." Then the body flew away and rushed to his room.

Yechen asked Lan Wen to put away the storage rings of the two martial kings, and then looked at them, these two martial kings have a good net worth, each of them has a king-level magic weapon and three spirit-level magic weapons, the king-level is their natal magic weapon, if they don't die, their strength continues to improve, and they can continue to recuperate, but after they die now, these two magic weapons will be qualitative, and they can only be king-level magic weapons in the future.

Among the storage rings of the two, they have a total of 500 million gold coupons, which is worthy of being a martial king, and this net worth is really rich.

Of course, there is no comparison with the martial kings of some commercial families, and Lu Yuzhu, who thinks that Lu Yuzhu of the Lu family at the beginning, in order to ask for blood lingzhi from himself, opened his mouth to be paid 500 million gold, and their family has only one martial king, and that net worth is rich.

Yechen thought that it was time to collect the account from the Lu family, his account was not so good.

In addition to this, Yechen also found two bottles of five-grade king-level elixirs in their storage rings, each with ten pills, which were useful for Yechen's current cultivation and could also be given to his subordinates as rewards. There are hundreds of bottles of the remaining five grades of pills, most of which are second and third grade pills.

This kind of thing, no matter how many nights there are, is not too much, it is a good thing that needs to be consumed on weekdays.

Then, Yechen summoned the little furball, froze the bodies of the two, and then threw them into the storage ring, the corpse of the Martial King, which is also a good thing.

It didn't take long for Huang Xinrou to change into emerald green clothes and appear, with a bright smile on her face, jumping to Yechen's side from above, the huge twin peaks were constantly trembling with inertia, and Yechen subconsciously stretched out her salty pig hand.

(The fifth watch, five watches a day, is equivalent to an outbreak every day, and it's not enough, it's really loveless.) It's only been a long time, it's only five hundred chapters, and how many people can do it so quickly. ）

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