Chapter 13

"Wait!"

Yang Zheng had a gloomy face: "I won't say much about the importance of meat, why do you give Poplar Tree meat to you, Lord Priest?" Could it be that what agreement has been reached between the two of you?"

"Or did you tell Poplar to do something unspeakable?"

Yang Zheng had an expression on his face that he had already seen through everything. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The expressions of everyone in the room changed, and something quietly turned in their eyes.

"Huh"

Kumen Hexi smiled, the curvature of the corners of his mouth seemed to be warm, if those thirty-five people could still come back to life, they would definitely shudder when they saw this smile, because that represented.

Kumen is going to kill!

"Then tell me what I'll ask Poplar to do?"

"Humph!"

Yang Zheng snorted coldly: "I'm afraid you know this better than me!"

"Maybe you let Poplar take these people somewhere, and then ...... You must know that those thirty-four teenagers are all around fifteen years old, and all of this is the most beneficial for you!" Yang Zheng still couldn't hold back, and directly said all his speculations.

"If you hand over those teenagers now, we can be blamed for the past, but if I really find any clues, be careful of your life!"

When everyone heard this, their eyes shrank and they all looked at the bitter gate.

The expressions are different, but everyone thinks about it carefully, but they feel that it is very possible.

"Be careful with my life?" Kumen smiled, "Then you say, what do you have to do to trust this priest?"

Yang Zheng thought that the bitter door had softened, and the smug look on his face couldn't be concealed: "As long as you dare to swear to the gods, if you have nothing to do with this matter, then I can trust you!"

"Make an oath to the gods?" Kumen looked surprised, and sneered in his heart, the gods represent the supremacy of the clan, but in his heart, they are not even bullshit, why is it difficult?

"Yes! Make an oath to the gods!" replied Yang Zheng.

"Good!"

Kumen glanced at Yang Zheng with a smile, nodded and responded: "I, Kumen, made an oath to the gods today, today thirty-four is the disappearance of the young man, and it has nothing to do with me, if not, I am willing to bear the bombardment of thunder and eternal life, and I will not be reborn!"

Everyone was stunned, Yang Zheng's smug face froze on his face, could it be that there was something wrong with my speculation?

But Kumen made such a poisonous oath to the gods, but he also had nothing to say.

Swish!

At this moment, Kumen, who had been smiling all the time, suddenly made a move!

The wooden staff in his hand was like a big axe, slashing towards Yang Zheng, and under the terrifying force, the air seemed to be squeezed, making a piercing sound of breaking wind.

"Thief, you dare!"

Yang Zheng was ashamed and angry, and the steel knife that had been hanging on his waist was pulled out suddenly, and he was caught off guard and blocked in front of the wooden staff.

Bang!

The wooden staff collided with the steel knife, making the sound of gold and iron intersecting, and the thin woman hurriedly covered the baby's ears.

Then, a figure flew out upside down, directly smashing the fragile wooden house, and poured it out for a long way before it got up.

This figure is Yang Zheng.

At this time, his face was shocked, and the hand holding the handle of the knife was a little numb, although he had his own reasons for not being able to catch off guard, but the strength of the bitter door still shocked him!

How can it be so strong?

He's only fifteen!

Even everyone was a little stunned, Yang Zheng's strength was enough to rank in the top ten in the entire clan.

But seeing that the bitter door did not have the slightest intention of sparing, the mighty aura swept by, and there was a sense of imposing momentum.

"You are provoking my majesty in the three, really this priest is not a paper paste?!"

As he spoke, his body moved, and in a flash, he came to Yang Zheng, and the wooden staff in his hand waved again, the qi was like a long rainbow, and the staff was like a sledgehammer, chiseling through the mountains!

Yang Zheng was shocked, and the steel knife in his hand was hurriedly raised, and at the same time, he shouted loudly: "Kumen, you really dare to kill me!

Bang!

The sound of gold and iron sounded, Yang Zheng borrowed his strength, stepped on his feet, and retreated again and again, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, obviously his lungs were injured.

"Bitter Gate ......"

He roared in anger, his voice piercing.

"See if you can stop me!"

Kumen's eyes did not fluctuate, for the people who might threaten him, he did not leave the slightest room, and did not give Yang Zheng a chance to breathe, his body pressed over, the wooden staff waved again and again, pneumatic mountains and rivers, and the whole person seemed to be a few points taller, majestic and high-spirited.

If it weren't for the fact that he was relatively weak now, he could only send out a part of his strength, otherwise, Yang Zheng might not even be able to catch him with a stick!

"This ...... What kind of genius is this priest, who can reach such strength at the age of less than sixteen!" The faces of everyone below were all stunned: "Yang Zheng is a strong man who can be ranked in the top ten in the clan, and he was completely pressed and beaten?"

In just a moment's fight, Yang Zheng, the so-called top ten powerhouses in the clan, fell into disadvantage in an instant, and after receiving a few sticks from the bitter gate, his head was unkempt and blood was left at the corners of his mouth, like a lost dog.

Yang Zheng's eyes showed a look of despair, and his face was extremely red, as if blood had been forced into his face.

"Patriarch, patriarch, save me......"

Under the threat of death, Yang Zheng finally thought of the only life-saving straw now, and a sharp cry for help was issued, echoing in the clan.

"Give me death!"

Kumen's complexion changed, and he let out a loud roar, which directly interrupted Yang Zheng's call for help, and his footsteps were retrograde again and again, and the wooden staff was like a violent storm, and each staff seemed to be able to shatter the mountains, like a meteorite falling from the sky.

In just one moment, the wooden staff waved several sticks, and he was like a tireless giant, stepping on the earth and chasing the stars and the sun.

Bang!

The steel knife in Yang Zheng's hand flew away, and the bitter gate was like a fierce beast, impacting the past, and the extremely hard ironwood and wooden staff in his hand slammed straight into Yang Zheng's chest.

Just a rod.

In the stunned gaze of everyone, Yang Zheng flew up in the air, bleeding from seven orifices, a large hole collapsed in his chest, and finally fell to the ground like a rag.

There was no breath at all.

Yang Zheng, die!

"Huh!"

At this moment, a majestic momentum rose from the patriarch's mansion, and then, an angry roar sounded, and a figure rushed towards this side at an extremely fast speed.

It was Yang Fengshen.

Kumen stood in place, his expression did not change at all, facing the direction of Yang Fengshen, waiting quietly.

After a few blinks of time.

Yang Fengshen came here, and at first glance, he saw Yang Zheng's corpse piled up on the side, his eyes were red at that time, and a killing intent suddenly rushed towards the bitter gate.

"What's going on? I want an explanation!"

Kumen was secretly shocked by Yang Fengshen's strength in his heart, even if he could make a full attack, I am afraid that he would not be this person's opponent at all, and it was unknown that he would even be killed on the spot with a few punches and kicks.

But he was still not afraid, and said the same words as when he killed Yang Han that day:

"As a priest, I was chosen by God. ”

"But Yang Zheng is this person, who has repeatedly provoked my majesty, this is the majesty of provoking the gods!"

"This person is innocent of death!"

Not even his expression changed, and there was no other than that day.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask everyone present. ”

Yang Fengshen's eyes were blood-red, and a mouthful of teeth in his mouth was almost bitten to pieces!

After taking a deep look at the bitter door.

Don't ask anyone else, just turn around and leave.

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