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Chapter 384: You Are a Tragedy

"You're that Yang Jian?"

The punk under full confidence, with his subordinates, his eyes like electricity, stared at Yang Jian. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info//Fast update//

"Brother Yang, you have to be careful, this person should be the complicated person this time. Shi Wushen reminded that in his heart, he didn't want anything to happen to Yang Jian.

In the face of the provocation of the Doro tribe, Yang Jian's face was calm.

"A dog is barking, I really don't care about it!" Yang Jian said, stepped out, and sneered again in his heart, "What a Doro clan, I won't go to you, you guys are forced to come up first, really I am a sick tiger, and the mud man still has three points of energy!"

From this moment on, Yang Jian pronounced the death sentence of the Doro tribe.

Seeing Yang Jian walking out alone, Punk showed a disdainful expression in his eyes, and said secretly, "The outside world is boasting, a young man can be powerful there, and the strongest strength is probably in the Holy Domain, maybe it's good luck and I got the elixir prescription, and then there is the God of War Chamber of Commerce, hum, these things, sooner or later, will become our Doro clan, I swear!"

As soon as Yang Jian walked out, the patriarch of the Stone Clan, Shi Madsheng, and the patriarch of the Fire Clan, the Fire King, each of them burst out with a fierce murderous aura, and the battle was about to break out.

"Burning King, give you another chance, surrender or fight to the death?"

Shi Madsheng said loudly.

Without the masters of the Doro clan, Shi Mad was more confident, as if victory was just around the corner, something within reach.

The Burning King's eyes were red, and red flames erupted all around him, and the wandering dead qi was incinerated to the sky, and the killing machine locked on Shi Qisheng's body, laughing loudly.

"What kind of bullshit are you stone clan, we Fire Clan choose to fight to the death, today either you die or I die!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!!"

"Fight to the Death!!

The Fire Man King's fire divine power burst out and rushed towards Shi Madsheng, and the Fire Clan masters behind him shot out in unison, and the entire Black Wind Valley fell into a battle.

The camera turned and fell on Yang Jian.

"Come here if you have a kind!"

As the main battlefield, Yang Jian didn't want to startle the snake, as soon as the Death Wing came out behind him, his body escaped, appeared thousands of feet away, and made a provocative move.

"That's a fast speed, that thing must be a baby!"

Punk's eyes were red, the Doro Chamber of Commerce, there were countless rare treasures, Yang Jian's Death Wing immediately became a peerless treasure, and he instantly moved greedy.

Such a good thing should not be on a hairy boy at all, it should belong to oneself.

"Everyone obeys the order and kills Yang Jian!"

The subordinates behind him are all masters cultivated by the clan, and they have a resounding name - the dead soldiers.

In order to make the Fire Clan owe a favor, the Doro Clan arranged for the dead to take action, and at the same time, in order to take the God of War City.

The opportunity is in front of us, and punk doesn't want to miss it.

"Yes!"

Yang Jian appeared thousands of feet away, controlled Deathwing again, and went out of the range of the battle, quietly waiting for the Doro people to come up and see what they were capable of.

"Run, why don't you run!"

Punk sarcastically said that he was so worried that this man would run away until he stood still, not to mention how happy he was, he had never met such a fool.

Could it be that he thought that one person could clean up his twenty or so masters?punk had an idea, shook his head and was thrown out.

These dead soldiers are all masters, and the Doro clan will not arrange it easily, and their strength is in the middle god realm, and three of them are high-level gods, which is why there is an idea of destroying the God of War City.

A high-level god makes a move, and there is no god-level powerhouse in charge, no matter how many powerhouses there are, they are floating clouds.

Now the three high-ranking gods are shooting at one time, in order to deal with God of War City, such a big deal is not something that everyone can enjoy, which is why Punk did not join the battle.

The Yang Jian in front of him, if he can be captured alive, try to capture him alive, and he can get more secrets.

Yang Jian stood swaggeringly and sneered, "Why should I run, just rely on you cats and dogs? Believe it or not, it will be you who will run away later?"

"Haha, I'm laughing to death, you hairy boy, dare to threaten me, didn't anyone tell you, I'd rather mess with the royal family than the Doro clan?"

"I'm sorry, I really haven't heard that. Yang Jian shook his head exaggeratedly, "However, I have a sentence here, that is, whoever provokes Lao Tzu must be prepared to die!"

"Catch him!"

Punk said angrily, he originally wanted to subdue Yang Jian, but he simply captured him alive.

A median god walked out, two feet tall, like a bamboo pole, his eyes were cold, his body moved, his thin palm, grabbed Yang Jian, this grasp, the death gas around him seemed to be caught, and he couldn't get out of the palm of this person's hand.

Punk didn't think that this Yang Jian could dodge, how old is this person, the middle god belongs to the god-level master, even if he has three heads and six arms, he may not be able to escape control.

"Waste is waste, it must have been scared!"

Just when everyone thought they were going to catch Yang Jian, unexpectedly, the body of the middle god shook, let out a muffled snort, and fell down, smashing to the ground, bursting out of a large piece of rubble.

"Your men are hanging!"

The sound fell on the punk's ears, and he felt as disgusting as eating a fly, and he was immediately furious, and he couldn't figure out how this subordinate hung up, this was a middle god.

"Kill him. ”

Punk got angry and killed the guy directly.

Another median god went up, and it turned out to be like that again.

hung two median gods in a row, punk can become the leader, and the brain reaction is not ordinarily fast.

"Damn, you're kidding me!"

Two median gods died in a row, and the one who died was quiet, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that this Yang Jian could fight against the median god.

Yang Jian is indeed playing punk, dare to find trouble for himself, and kill them all at once, it would be too boring, why not tease this guy.

"You guessed right, it's a pity that there is no award, I am just playing with you, and I am not convinced to bite me!" Yang Jian laughed.

Punk has always been very calm, but now he can't.

If you lose the middle god, you will be laughed to death if you pass it out, this Yang Jian is so hateful, he dares to play with himself, I must make him pay the price.

"Give it all to me, kill Yang Jian. Punk yelled.

If there is a clear-eyed person here, he will definitely not shoot again, the middle gods are all masters, and the death is quiet, to be able to do this, at least the strength of the upper god, there are high-level god masters around the punk, and people still do not change color, then there is only one explanation, that is, the peak of the upper god.

It's a pity that at this time, the punk was going to kill Yang Jian, thinking of these details, the three high-ranking gods were in their hands, and they were not afraid that Yang Jian would fly out in the palm of his hand.

The premise is that he has this ability.

Yang Jian shook his head slightly, "There are so many stupid people of the Doro clan, the three high-ranking gods just gave it to me as a tonic!"

"Great Poison!"

When they rushed into the range, Yang Jian directly burst out with a great poison technique, which shrouded the sky above these dead soldiers, and became a sharp weapon to kill them.

Under the attack of the Great Poison Technique, whether it is a mid-level god or a high-ranking god, now that it has erupted at close range, it is impossible to dodge the poison attack at all.

The armor on his body was immediately corroded clean, until his entire body became a white bone in the Black Wind Valley, witnessing the breath of death.

These trained dead soldiers, all of them are like treasures, the middle god can't stop the poison at all, and the upper god is fine, but as soon as he turns around, the big poison god fist blasts over, and it will undoubtedly make up for it.

Median god loss.

The upper god is lost!

More than twenty masters, all of them fell in the Black Wind Valley in an instant.

"Ahh

The smile on Punk's face stiffened, he held his head in his hands, and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, this is more than 20 masters, all of them are god-level masters, why did they all hang up all of them at once, and they died in the hands of a little doll, and their hearts were tugged, and they suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"It's really pitiful, I said it, meeting me is your death, why don't you believe it!" Yang Jian said seriously.

"You devil, I'll fight with you!"

The punk grabbed it with one hand, suddenly tore open a scroll, and came towards Yang Jian.

"The primeval scorpion. ”

As soon as the scroll was torn apart, a hundred-foot black scorpion appeared out of thin air, its poisonous eyes erupted with unprecedented fierce light, and it opened its mouth to spit out a black poisonous mist.

As soon as the primeval giant scorpion came out, Punk immediately took out a scroll again, tore it open directly, and a white portal appeared, and this guy actually wanted to escape.

How could the punk be willing to die here, and release the sealed primeval giant scorpion in pain, delaying this killing star, as long as he crossed the portal, this revenge of the Doro clan was decided.

"If you want to escape, I'll talk first!"

Yang Jian really thought that this person was very bold, but he fled halfway, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if looking at a clown, the God of War Divine Fist banged, and the primeval giant scorpion turned a big heel fight, and under the pain, it flew up again, and the scales on its body turned into a rain of swords and flew out.

There was a look of horror in the eyes of the punk, the power of the primeval giant scorpion, he knew, with one punch, what kind of strength does this need, the peak of the upper god? or the half-step main god? Damn, what kind of existence did I provoke.

"Bang!"

The punk was confident that he could escape, but at the critical moment, a black shadow flashed out, and a punch slammed into the portal, and the white portal cracked inch by inch.

"No!"

With a heart-rending roar, Punk's hope was gone, shattered.

"Bang!"

Behind him was a black shadow, a punch hit the vest, a piece of armor floated out, the moment it was contacted, the powerful force surged out, the punk pounced forward, blood vomited wildly, and finally saw that a monster full of death appeared in front of him, his dry hands were grabbed on his back, and he was lifted.

The battle was short, and in the face of a powerful attack, punk became a tragedy on the coffee table.

Yang Jian didn't look at the punk again, but looked in one of the directions.

"Shucas, you can do it. ”

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