......

The battle between Fu Xin Khan and Bledsoe has reached a white-hot state, and here Fu Xin Khan knocked out the long steel knife in Bledsoe's hand with all his might, and when he turned around, Bledsoe hit him with a heavy punch, and hit Fu Xin Khan hard with one punch.

Neither of the two could pull apart from the battle, and they were entangled together for a while.

Such a major incident happened in the small hotel, the tourists fled one after another, and the owner of the small hotel had called the police.

"Yikes!"

"Yikes!"

Fu Xin Khan and Bledsoe's hands were clutched together, and the experience of the two of them was so consumed that the battle between the reformer and the warrior turned into a wrestling cheesiness, which was also common, because they were both a little exhausted, and this primitive method was the final battle.

Bledsoe never thought that Fu Xin Khan would be so powerful, and Fu Xin Khan never thought that he would be monitored by other forces.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and leaned against the window of the room with their necks around their waists, and under the force of the two of them, they directly smashed the main window to pieces, and the two of them also fell out of the window together.

"Whoa...... Whoa......"

The shattered window glass fell onto the road outside the room, causing a crowd of pedestrians scattered throughout the night to dodge in a hurry, and a huge open space appeared in an instant on the pedestrian street that had just returned to the busy traffic.

Although the room in the small hotel was on the third floor, Fu Xin Khan and Bledsoe crashed out and fell into the street, almost smashing the asphalt out of a deep pit in human shape, but such an impact was insignificant to them, and when the two men came to the street, one of them pulled each other, and the wrestling turned into the rhythm of judo.

"Buzz...... Buzz ......"

"Buzz...... Buzz ......"

The sound of police cars came and went, coming from a distance, getting closer and closer.

At this time, Fu Xinhan and Bledsoe were all in a state of embarrassment, unable to move, their legs and feet were crossed, their hands were held together, and even their heads were colliding with each other.

"Who the hell are you?F...... K!! "Fu Xin Khan scolded Blyso.

Bledsoe replied, "It's someone you can't afford to mess with!"

"Don't scare Lao Tzu, you didn't do anything to me, did you?" Fu Xinhan smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth.

Bledsoe was so angry that he said madly: "Don't be so happy that it's too early, let me tell you, this time I didn't think about it, I didn't expect you kid to have two hits, otherwise I was well prepared, you would have died a long time ago, and how can you have the capital to shout at me...... Boy, I especially advise you, it's best to stay away from Nanjiang City in the future, otherwise the next time I see you, even if you are the king of heaven, you won't want to live!"

"Am I scared?" Fu Xinhan did not fall behind.

In the end, the battle between the two turned out to be a stage of tongue fighting, which was really unexpected.

Suddenly, the buzz of the police car was closer, and as Fu Xin Khan and Bledsoe looked at each other, the two enemies reached a brief sense of resonance.

Fu Xin Khan was the first to let go of one of his hands, Bledsoe followed closely behind with one hand in response, Fu Xin Khan released one of the wrapped legs, and Bledsoe also let go of the wrapped leg in response......

Gradually, the two began to separate, and after each rolled on the ground a few 360 degrees and retreated, they patted their butts and stood up.

In an instant of oblivion, those policemen had already arrived, and Lin Moshen's team had already arrived.

Seeing this, saying that it was too late and that it was too fast, without giving too much opportunity for eye contact, Fu Xinhan and Bledsoe each turned around and ran, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them disappeared into the crowd of people with red lights flashing in the night.

Lin Moshen led the team to arrive, when he walked through the crowd just now, he actually saw Fu Xinhan's figure, when he saw this, he had long wanted to "ask for merit and reward" in Zhuang Feng, how could Lin Moshen let go of this opportunity.

"This way, this way!"

Lin Moshen took the lead in rushing forward and chased in the direction where Fu Xin Khan had disappeared, and all his men followed.

At this time, Fu Xinhan was full of MMP and had already made the decision to leave Nanjiang City, while Bledsoe, who ran away on the other side, returned directly to the safe house prepared in advance.

......

Then!

His gaze turned back to the territory of the Desert Primitive Clan.

Zarkha disposed of the guards in the prison at will, and rushed into the prison with the four divine beasts of the cottage.

Soon, finding the cell where Barras and Goode and Mournin were being held, Zarkha quickly opened the cell door and said as he opened it: "King, prince, it's too late to save the car, forgive the sins......

Such a sentence, in order for Barras and Goode to understand, Zarkha had to say it twice in Chinese Chinese and the original desert language, but at the moment it is harmless, and there is no need to worry about anything, because Turce is being chased by Zhuang Feng everywhere, the rebel forces are still about to collapse, and those soldiers in the city are estimated to have begun to regret following Tours to betray orthodoxy at this time.

Baras and Goode and Monin followed Zarkha out of the prison, Goode held Mora tightly in his arms, for fear that she would be in danger, Ballas walked in the forefront, Zarkha guarded his side, and the four sacred beasts of the cottage followed closely behind, ready to defend at any time.

As soon as they were released from the prison, the priest rushed with a group of soldiers and blocked the path of Barras and the others.

As the number two in the Turs rebels, the priests would not betray Tours so easily, because they were all grasshoppers tied to a rope, and they would both prosper and lose, and if Tours was defeated, it would not be good for him.

Although he thought about it, just now he saw that Tours was about to be unable to hold on, whether he could turn around and be loyal to Ballas now, and maybe be able to save his life, but this idea was dispelled as soon as it appeared, traitors are not quite appropriate, let alone think inappropriately, it is easy for people to become bad, but it is not so easy to become good.

The priest is sure that Baras will not forgive him, so even if he is firm now, Tulls may not be able to withstand it and will be killed by Zhuang Feng, so in order to survive, he must also have his own ideas, now, the priest is going to hold Baras and Goode and Morning hostage, hoping that they can threaten Zhuang Feng and bypass his life, as long as he can escape and save his life, for power and interests, the priest no longer dares to think about anything.

"Priest, you have time to stop your hand, and bow down at once, and this king will spare you from death!" said Baras, when he saw the battle of the priests, who were unforgivable in his heart, but he was the one who spoke his word.

Barras feared for the safety of Goode and Mourning, and as soon as his son and daughter-in-law returned, they were going to risk with him, and nothing was more important than their lives.

At this time, there were dozens of fierce black-faced men behind the priests, these were the best of the Tours forces, and these black-faced men were not so easy to deal with.

Therefore, Baras's compromise was justified because he knew the strength of those led by the priests.

"Joke, I'm not a three-year-old child, Baras, do you think I'm going to believe you? Don't listen to his nonsense, if you want to live, do it, and arrest them all!" the priest did not listen to Baras's persuasion at all, and insisted on doing it.

The subordinates behind them are just for their lives, their thoughts are surprisingly consistent with the priests, because the punishment of traitors by the royal family of the Desert Primitive Clan has long been ingrained in their hearts, they have never seen any traitor forgiven, and the previous traitors all died very miserably, even if they just wanted to leave the Desert Primitive Clan to see the outside world, they still died very miserably.

Therefore, after Baras's words, not only the priests were indifferent, but also the black-faced men behind him were also indifferent, but began to rub their hands after the priests' orders were issued.

"Presumptuous, priest, you are so presumptuous, you dare to call our king by his name, are you not afraid of thunder and thunder?" said Zarkha angrily at the priest's insistence.

"Hahaha...... Hahaha......"

The priest laughed wildly, "If I were afraid of some bullshit thunderstorm, would I still be with Tours against the orthodox royal family?"

As he spoke, the priest said to the black-faced men behind him: "Zarkha is not within the scope of being captured alive, kill him for me, and the four big monsters with teeth and claws, all of them!"

"Yes, Priest!"

The black-faced fierce man received the order, so he raised his hand and beckoned to the Zarkha and them.

"Yikes!"

As soon as the battle broke out again, Zarkha took the lead in rushing up, and the four divine beasts of the cottage also rushed forward when they saw this.

Barras's mage level is not very high, but he guards Gude and Monin with all his might, sweating and magical, trying not to let anyone near them as much as possible.

......

At this time, Turce was almost running to the center of the city, and he thought that he was about to have a chance to live, but what he did not expect was that a wind flashed, and his steps stopped.

At this time, Zhuang Feng appeared in front of Turs, blocking him, and a pair of eyes burst out with a cold gaze, which was really breathtaking to the bottom of the heart, making people look like they had to have a sense of fear, which was better than that of Yama in hell.

Turs's nerves seemed to be frozen by the chill transmitted by this gaze, and he looked at Zhuang Feng blankly at a loss, he didn't know why the other party had caught up with him so quickly.

"You...... You...... Are you still, are you human?"

Turce asked, his stunned mouth grew big, and his body couldn't even move, because the fight with Zhuang Feng just now, as well as the escape, had wasted too much of his energy, and now his energy was tending to be exhausted.

Not far from this moment was the old nest mansion of Tours, and he had no strength to run anymore, and shouted towards his old nest mansion: "Cullinance, bring someone over!

Cullinance in Tours' mouth is the priest who is the number two person next to him, but unfortunately, the priest has long planned to abandon him and is acting for his own life, so Tours's shouting is useless, and his lair mansion has already been empty, everything is coming so fast, so fast that Tours can't imagine.

"Is there enough shouting?"

Listening to the howl of Tours, Zhuang Feng just said this lightly.

Turce was silent for a moment, and said after a moment: "Spare me, as long as you spare me, I can give you my treasure ......"

"Is this what you are talking about?" Zhuang Feng raised his hand and grabbed it fiercely at Tours's chest.

"Whoosh!!"

In one fell swoop, he grabbed the fragment of the God of War armor on Tours' chest into his hand.

At this time, Turce was stunned and said, "You, how do you know that this is my baby?"

Zhuang Feng said disdainfully: "Who said that this is your baby?

"Yours, how could it be yours, what are you talking about?" Turce was mad, looking bewildered, but he didn't look so evil before he died.

But the appearance after fear will never become a reason for the big bad guy to be forgiven, Zhuang Feng's killing intention has been revealed, how can he easily stop it.

Looking at Turce's frightened and crazy face, Zhuang Feng raised his hand as fast as light, and immediately inserted the fruit knife in his hand towards Turce's mouth, and in an instant, the pupils of Turce's eyes dilated, and the bloodshot burst open.

"What am I talking about, you don't have the qualifications to know!

Zhuang Feng didn't care about Tours' death, drew his knife, looked at the corpse that Tours was about to fall, took out the knife again, and the fruit knife in his hand cut off Tours's head in one fell swoop, and then grabbed his hair in his hand.

After killing Turs, Zhuang Feng walked away quickly, and in his consciousness he sent a message to the four divine beasts of the cottage to ask for their location, and immediately got a response.

"Whoa!

"It's the voice of the White Tiger, over here!"

Zhuang Feng turned in the right direction and ran towards the place where the white tiger's roar was heard.

At this time, next to the headless corpse of Turs, there were countless desert primitive tribesmen who had just closed the door and dared not come out.

When they saw that Tours was dead, even though it was a headless corpse, everyone recognized him at first sight.

"This guy is dead, our traitor is finally dead!"

"Great, the orthodoxy of the desert primitive race can be continued!"

"Phew!"

"Bang Bang!"

"Boom!"

Tours would never have imagined that even if he died in a very incomprehensible manner, the incomplete corpse would be whipped after death.

......

Now!

Zhuang Feng flew into the sky and appeared in the sky above the large courtyard in front of the prison.

This time, because the black-faced fierce men they faced were all the elites of the forces of Turs and the priests, even if they had the help of the four divine beasts of the cottage, they were still very unbearable, and now Zarkha and Barras were all a little injured, although it was harmless, but if Zhuang Feng did not appear in time, then they would die soon.

As soon as he saw the messy fight in the courtyard, Zhuang Feng threw it lightly, and Tours's head rolled down, landing right in front of the priest.

Immediately, Zhuang Feng fell suddenly, and suddenly there was a Mount Tai to the top, what a great Yama descended from the sky! With this trick alone, the priest and the priest had the same fate as Turs.

(End of chapter)