Chapter Thirty-Eight: Smashing the Joint Venture

"You say I'm brainless?"

The fat-faced man was furious when he heard this, the fat on his angry face trembled, and the half of his face that was swollen into a pig's head hurt even more, and he hurriedly reached out to help this half of his face, and changed to a fierce appearance after grinning his teeth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"You provoked me, I'll cut off his hand for you first. ā€

Zhao Zhong kept looking at him with a smile, which made the fat-faced man more and more angry, as if he was really going to control the flying sword to cut. But he was surprised to find that the child in front of him grasped the flying sword in front of his neck, and the thick gloves were easily shredded, but not a drop of blood was left.

The fat-faced man looked surprised, and then changed to a fierce expression, but his eyes widened without being ruthless for three seconds, and his jaw was about to dislocate in surprise. The flying sword that could carry people was grabbed by the child in front of him, and he couldn't even move.

"How is this possible......"

Before the fat-faced man's surprised words were finished, the other hand of the barrel also held the sword, and suddenly the flying sword slowly bent between the two hands of the barrel, and then with a rattle, it broke into two sections.

The fat-faced man turned pale with fright, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, and the barrel turned around with a punch. The small fist slammed into the fat man's stomach, knocking him into the air at once, and then he couldn't get up when he fell to the ground, coughing up blood constantly. Seeing the leader's appearance, several bandits who were still hesitant to run away suddenly fled.

Zhao Zhong looked at the fat-faced man's appearance, although he was an enemy, he also felt a little sad in his heart. Zhao Zhong shook his head, and walked in the direction of the camp with the tube, planning to meet these bandits who took the lives of others.

"Do you two think it's great to be a monk, do you know who the boss behind us is?"

Zhao Zhong didn't take two steps with the tube, and the fat-faced man struggled to get up from the ground, wiped the blood on his mouth, and said to Zhao Zhong with a threatening mouth.

Zhao Zhong stopped when he heard this, turned to look at the fat-faced man who was a little miserable, and stretched out his hand to point at him. A yellow spot about half a meter long flashed in front of the two fingers, and a huge blue brick burst towards the fat-faced man, smothering on the other side of the fat-faced man's face.

The fat-faced man, who was already suffering internal injuries, fainted directly to the ground, and the other side of his face was completely swollen. Maybe it's because the two sides of the face are symmetrical, which makes people feel a lot more comfortable.

"Lao Tzu doesn't want to know, it's really begging. ā€

Looking at the man lying in the snow, Zhao Zhong shook his head helplessly, thinking that fat people and fat people are different, this guy is far worse than Min Tie.

However, the fat-faced man's words still made Zhao Zhong stand there and hesitate for a while, in addition to a few nearby mountains, the shadow of the camp could be vaguely seen in the depths of Changxue Mountain, like a huge snake demon, entrenched on the stretching Changxue Mountain.

Zhao Zhong hesitated for a few seconds, and the Chifeng sword behind him flew out of the scabbard with a thud, floating at Zhao Zhong's feet, Zhao Zhong stepped on it, and left here quickly with the tube, but did not fly high, but carefully flew to another high place on the top of the mountain, and patiently observed towards the several mountains where the beacon fire was lit.

Zhao Zhong looked patiently for a while, and found that the thieves on these mountains had locked up the captured people on a low peak in the middle, and surrounded by several mountains outside, it was really difficult for the people locked up inside to escape.

At the foot of the low peak, you can still see many frozen bones in the snow, some of which are rotten into bones, and some of which have turned into ice, which is very terrifying.

"What a bunch of cannibalistic guys. ā€

Zhao Zhong said with some annoyance, and galloped towards the nearest camp with the tube, and soon arrived at the sky above the camp.

"Who are you? This is not for you to come. ā€

A man in his thirties stepped on a broad-bladed broadsword and stood in front of Zhao Zhong, scolding at Zhao Zhong and the barrel.

"We're here to smash the ground. ā€

Zhao Zhong smiled, and the Chifeng sword under his feet flew back into the scabbard behind him, and Zhao Zhong fell directly from a height of more than ten meters from the camp. But in the process of falling, Zhao Zhong's body once again burst into yellow light, turning into a soil giant more than two meters tall.

There was a loud bang, and the three-story wooden building in the camp was smashed out of a huge hole by Zhao Zhong, and the walls that had not yet fallen were also covered with cracks, and they couldn't tell when they would collapse.

"Although it has the protection of spells, it is still a little too high. ā€

The two-meter-tall dirt giant got up from a pile of rubble, stood up and pinched his waist, this fall Zhao Zhong almost didn't survive, and the tube fell lightly beside Zhao Zhong from the hole that was smashed.

"You're looking for death!"

The man in the air was furious when he saw this scene, so he swooped down, stepping on the big knife and directly breaking Zhao Zhong's spell. But as soon as he rushed to Zhao Zhong's approach, the barrel flew up, grabbed the man's wrist, slammed the man in the air a few times, slapped it on the wall, and smashed a big hole, and no one knew where it flew.

The wooden building, which was already a little untenable, collapsed in an instant, burying Zhao Zhonghe and the tube completely inside. A gorgeous pavilion was smashed in an instant, and a leader flew out inexplicably, not only attracting the attention of this cottage, but also several other hills were startled.

While hundreds of bandits were watching with weapons, a tall clay figure and a short figure rushed out of the ruins, but they didn't care about the surrounding bandits, and ran straight into the building of the camp.

In the blink of an eye, the wooden buildings were knocked out by the clay figures more than two meters high, and the front and back were transparent, and the hands and feet of the clay figures did not stop, and the buildings were smashed miserably. The little man, on the other hand, was even more simple and rude, and with a single fist smashed the thick pillars that surrounded him, and the crumbling house collapsed completely under the impact of the clay figures.

A bunch of thieves were stunned for a moment, and all the buildings in a row were shattered into slag, and then the group of people chased the clay man and the short man, but the sword and axe could not cut through the clay man, and the short man could not catch up at all.

Several leaders with spiritual weapons hurriedly used their spiritual weapons to attack the clay figurines, but they were all blocked by the canister. Several leaders who dared to approach were directly grabbed by the barrel and smashed into the surrounding buildings, and there was no sound again.

In just ten minutes, the camp on this hill was completely razed to the ground by Zhao Zhonghe and the tube. After smashing this piece, the Red Blade Sword came out of the clay man's body, and flew with Zhao Zhong to a height of 100 meters on another mountain, and a huge earth ball in his hand quickly formed and smashed towards the camp below.