Ning Ze looked back, it was a mid-stage martial artist besieging him, with triangular eyes, a face, and a fierce light of hatred in his eyes, for this kind of person, others are afraid, he Ning Ze is not afraid, he walked over, raised the whip and smoked, this mouth is still not clean, Ning Ze split his head and covered his face, and was instantly stunned, and then wailed, begging for mercy......

Ning Ze didn't pay attention to him at all, if it hit his face, he controlled the strength, and if it fell on the meat, he increased his strength, he whipped, whipped, whipped...... Pumping very rhythmically, after a while, this tooth was knocked out, and after a while, his face was swollen, his hair bun was scattered, and more was pumped on his body. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ning Ze still didn't stop whipping, the warriors around him didn't moan, no matter how painful it was, you had to endure it, did you have the pain of being beaten?

Ning Ze sobbed, this one was woken up again, and now there is no hatred in his eyes, only fear, vague and begging, where does Ning Ze care about him, and then smoked, fainted for a while, woke up for a while, anyway, whether he was awake or dizzy, it didn't affect Ning Ze's whipping action.

About half an hour passed, this one never woke up again, Ning Ze stopped, he controlled the strength, or he would have died early, for this kind of person, Ning Ze didn't have any care, if he didn't slap his face, it was for people, like this kind of wolf, if he didn't kill him, it would be merciful.

Ning Ze asked gently to all the martial artists lying in front of the door, "Who knocked down the gate of my house?"

There was no answer, and there was silence.

"Okay, I'll change the question, everyone has scolded me these days?"

No one answered, and even the panting was quiet.

Ning Ze was still not angry, he walked up to the black face who scolded the white deer beast just now, and smacked it when he mentioned it......

"Smack... Syllable... ......"All the warriors heard the sound of the whip reaching the flesh, and they were terrified, and they only scolded Bailu for being beaten like this, if they knew that they had been scolding for so many days, it would be good, and they resolutely did not say it."

Ning Ze also fainted and threw him aside.

He lifted a warrior up, raised the whip and whipped it, and the man screamed again and again: "Why did you beat me? I didn't scold you..."

Ning Ze stopped and said: "I don't like you, if you point out someone who scolds me, I'll let you go, if you don't say it, you deserve to die." ”

Seeing Ning Ze beat the whip again, he quickly pointed to a black-faced man, who was his enemy, and said, "He scolded you the most!"

Ning Ze walked towards Dahan, and Dahan pointed at the warrior who pointed at him and scolded: "Ning Qiu, you dog mongrel, didn't you scold, you scolded the hardest!"

Ning Ze didn't pay attention to what he said at all, and raised the whip to beat the god is a hard whip, let you scold me, let you scold me, and this big man didn't stand up for a while.

Ning Ze stood up and asked the remaining warriors, "Who scolded me?"

When the remaining warriors saw the first one to point out, Ning Ze let it go, and scrambled to begin to identify it......

"He scolded you!"

"He scolded the hardest!"

"He hasn't even drunk water for three days!"

"He, I scolded here when I came, and I've been scolding all the time!"

......

Ning Ze looked at this, everyone was testifying against others, and was identified by others, there was only one martial artist who was not recognized, he was a little strange, this one didn't scold me, he just wanted to say: "You can go......"

As a result, all the warriors shouted together: "It's him, he used his sledgehammer to knock down the gate of your house!"

"Good, good, good...... You have been blocking me in front of my house for more than a month, it's good......" Ning Ze laughed angrily.

He didn't pay attention to it, he picked up a martial artist, picked up the whip and whipped it, and whipped it hard, until the skin was open until he fainted, and then he threw this one aside, and lifted the second one and pumped it......

As soon as the surrounding warriors saw that this was going to be pumped one by one, none of them planned to let go, so they scolded loudly, and some of the injuries were not too serious, so they moved to the corner, but Ning Ze walked over and brought them to the front to smoke first, it was really a whip to the flesh, the whip was bloody, Ning Ze threw the finished whip aside, he was afraid of being mixed, and the one he had smoked was mistakenly pumped again, he was very fair.

Xiaohong and Liu Ru were very excited when they saw their son-in-law knocking down thousands of warriors, but when they saw their son-in-law raise his whip and whip the seriously injured family warrior, the two of them were stunned, their son-in-law was so cruel.

Xiaohong, who has always been very timid, stared at Ning Ze with his eyes, and saw the blood flowers that Ning Ze brought up with every whip, he was inexplicably excited, Gongzi is too manly, and women are really strange animals, it is difficult for you to understand.

The white deer timidly looked at the master and whipped it, and it remembered the black bear that died tragically, and the owner was angry, it was really terrible.

Ning Ze mechanically waved the whip, no matter whether you begged or scolded, as long as you didn't smoke it, you would pump it up, and when you got to the back, the rest of the warriors didn't shout or scold, and even a few of them couldn't stand it, crawl to Ning Ze, you whip me first, let me die early and be reborn.

Waiting to be beaten is indeed a physically and mentally torturous thing, and everyone is not resentful, just to be drawn early.

The screams in front of Zexuan's door attracted a lot of onlookers, and they saw that the seventh prince was covered in blood, waving the whip, holding the martial artist in one hand, and then throwing away the martial artist who was drawn to a blurred flesh and blood, and then lifted one and whipped again, the whip broke the skin, and blood splashed everywhere.

What's even more weird is that many warriors who were not drawn did not run away, but actually crawled towards the Seventh Prince, and one who climbed at the front was lifted up, and this one showed a relieved smile on his face, and he looked at this one with envy behind him.

Hang on... Almost there...... Climb forward again...... Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but shudder, it was too weird.

The Seventh Prince doesn't care who smokes, the one that is at hand will be smoked, and when he finishes smoking, he will throw it aside, and then bring up the next one......

There was only one voice in the hearts of the onlookers, "It's too cruel!" and they couldn't help but be glad that they didn't follow along with the coaxing, otherwise, there would definitely be one of them who was smoked at the scene.

(End of chapter)

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