Chapter 137: The Demon Resurges

"Hehe~ Big man, your strength is too great, I'm afraid you can smash this kid into meat sauce with one punch, so, let's do it!"

The thin man looked teasing, waved the weapon in his hand, and signaled the other party to give in. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I'll do it, fat man, I promise, just shoot him to death, and don't hurt his body in the slightest. The fat man waved his slippery and fat palms, and a trace of strange gray-black air currents swirled around his five fingers.

"Get out of the way, he's my prey!" the burly man raised his fist as big as a casserole, and did not back down in the slightest.

"If you haven't eaten it in your mouth, you can't count it as your prey. The thin man and the obese man took two steps forward, facing the burly man, with a three-legged momentum.

"Do you want to do it first? Come on, fat man, don't lose your momentum!"

"Big man, you're good, you're going to scrap the two of them!"

"Skinny monkey, a fat pig, a stupid bear, how can they be your opponents?

On the canopy, more than 20 people saw that the three people below seemed to be about to do something if they disagreed, and they all started to coax and encourage the three to do it.

They didn't pay attention to Guan Feiyu, who was breaking through, and the alpaca who closed his eyes to recuperate, and they didn't notice Anya, who was like a sleeping beauty.

For them, Guan Feiyu and the alpaca are not to worry about, one is an ant in the early stage of the Ten Directions Realm, and the other is an ordinary fierce beast in the late stage of the second level.

Each of them is an existence above the Ten Directions Realm, and there are not a few in the later stage and at the peak, and the prey is already in the bag, but it is just a matter of solving the problem of time sooner or later.

As for Anya, although their group of people is just a family general, a family general of a big family, they spend a lot of time drinking on weekdays, what kind of woman do they want?

What's more, they are not like someone, addicted to wine, and they are waste whose minds are controlled by the lower body.

Therefore, for them, being able to instigate the three of them to fight and watch a lively scene is far more important than other things.

"Hehe~ Since you are so enthusiastic, I can't shirk it, what do you two think?" The thin man glanced at the burly man and the fat man, and said meaningfully.

At the same time, the sword in his hand was even colder, like a poisonous snake, wanting to choose people to devour.

"I don't care, it's definitely you who will be beaten!" the fat man played with the strange gray-black air flow in his palm, so that he didn't seem to take the two of them seriously.

"There's a lot of nonsense, I'm beating you, there's no negotiable!" The burly man didn't speak straightforwardly, but he directly exploded his momentum, waving a fist as big as a casserole, and instantly threw two punches at the two.

The fist print is as big as a basin, like a real illusion, seemingly heavy but extremely light, instantly crossing a distance of zhang and arriving in front of the two of them.

"It's really cheeky to dare to show off with such strength. The thin man was not afraid, his sword fell, and he seemed to shoot inadvertently, but he directly split the fist mark into pieces.

"His face is as good as the city wall, and you are a waste of tongue when you say it. The fat man was careless, stretched out his hand and pressed it forward, and when the fist mark touched the strange gray-black air flow between his palms, it dissipated instantly.

"Really, how about tasting my two punches?" the burly man was not angry, and he gathered his energy, and his fists bloomed with brilliant golden light.

His momentum is like a rainbow, the previous two punches were just a warm-up, and now it is officially served.

"Enough!"

At this moment, a voice sounded, and I saw a man descending from the sky.

"Don't forget why you're here, and what kind of fuss is there on the mission?"

He is only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, but his cultivation is not much better than the three people in the field.

"Kill the man, the beast roasted and eaten, as for the woman...... Be my maid!"

He is the young master, and he finally has the breath of some superiors, but this last sentence, as well as the fiery and greedy eyes that loom in it, directly destroy his image.

From then on, his eyes never left Anya's delicate body, and his heart had long been occupied by this strange and beautiful woman.

"It's okay to kill people, and it's even better to eat meat, but if you want me to help you expand the harem group, forget it, you don't have that qualification!" The burly man originally wanted to fight with the two of them, but he was suddenly stopped by someone, and he was extremely unhappy.

His voice fell, and with the dissatisfaction in his heart, he turned around and walked towards Guan Feiyu.

"Fatty, he's going to kill people, then let's slaughter the sheep, roast and eat meat on the spot!" the thin man raised his sword, and said that it was difficult to say about obesity.

From beginning to end, they didn't look at the young master, let alone respond to a word.

Although this group of people are family generals, they have their own persistence in their hearts, not conscience, but martial arts.

They cultivate diligently, and although they have done a lot of bad things, they are at least keen on martial arts.

Young masters like young people who are brained by sperm worms and dominated by their lower body are not recognized.

This is a world where the big fist is the king, who is addicted to wine all day long, cultivates to rely on drugs to pile up, and has a pompous and fragile foundation, what qualifications do they have to deserve their respect?

"These people ......" The young man looked at the back of the three years, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and his fists were clenched tightly.

However, after a few moments, he had regained his composure, and there were some things that were not yet the time to do.

One day, these arrogant guys will die at his hands.

"Boy, although it is often said that those who are destined for treasures get it, but in this world where everything is dominated by fists, that sentence is only used to coax children. ”

The burly man said as he raised his golden fist.

"Although you have obtained the treasure, you don't have the strength to have it, so let me die!"

His tone became heavier and heavier, his face became more and more hideous, and when the last word fell, he was already like a hell ghost king, like Guan Feiyu attacking.

"Whew~"

The glittering golden fist, a fist the size of a casserole, caused a burst of wind, and in the blink of an eye, from far to near, it was about to smash on the latter.

"Boom~"

At this moment, Guan Feiyu suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were red, and he was extremely tyrannical, as if he was possessed by a killing god.

Around him, a layer of blood-red light erupted, like a bubble rising from the bottom of the water, and when it touched the burly man's fist, it exploded.

An incomparable force came, and I saw that the burly man's strong arm made a crackling sound, and finally it was soft, like the body of a caterpillar, and hung down weakly.

"Poof~" He covered his chest with one hand, he was already unable to stand up, and looked at Guan Feiyu with frightened and desperate painful eyes, as if he was looking at a demon.

That huge force not only shattered one of his arms inch by inch, but also shattered most of his internal organs, and now he is not dead, but his nerves have not yet reacted.

"Boom~Boom~"

On the other side, when the two of them were close and were about to swing their swords and slash down, the alpaca suddenly moved.

Its body blurred for a moment, and reappeared, and the two men who were about to attack it were already spurting blood from their mouths, lying limply beside the trunk.

The two of them had sunken chests, and it was obvious that they couldn't survive!

...... (To be continued.) )