Chapter Ninety-Five: Where Are the Masters?

The middle-aged man looked at this little-known little gang very pitifully, with a wicked smile on his face, Lao Tzu will definitely not kill you happily later, I want to clean your flesh piece by piece, don't blame me, blame your gang leader. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The man was magnificent, and he didn't take this little gang in his eyes at all, and this little gang was also looking at him obliquely, with a bright smile in his eyes.

I'm so happy, I'm so happy, the first stop was opened by myself, and I will definitely have more contribution points than others, hahaha.

Snort, when he was happy, he completely forgot that he was in a crisis, a piece of flesh on his left arm fell to the ground, and an unforgettable pain came into his mind, hissing and gasping, a row of teeth chattering, looking down, learning from the blurred arm, the piercing pain almost made him a little confused.

The anger on his face was uncontrollable, like a beast that had broken free, the evil aura of his whole body was self-evident, staring gloomily at the middle-aged man, for a while, the other party actually had a very strange feeling, the eyes of this small gang were like a poisonous snake, staring at themselves, waiting for a desperate kill.

This feeling was too uncomfortable, but he still didn't take it seriously, just because their cultivation was very different.

Another slash came, but it seemed to be a little off, and the target was the right arm of the little gang, and it seemed that if this one fell, then his arm would inevitably be cut off.

The old man of the Bloodstained Villa looked in the direction of Liu Cheng Love you, his face was full of splendor, Liu Cheng also happened to look at it at this time, the two looked at each other, and their eyes were full of pride.

Liu Cheng stretched out his hand and pointed to the direction where the two were fighting, meaning that you can see it by looking at it, the old man was quite puzzled and turned his head to look.

The little gang had an extra iron ball in his hand, and threw it in the direction of the middle-aged man, only to see the middle-aged man snort mockingly, and the long knife went forward, slashing at the iron ball with a fierce momentum.

Immediately, there was a loud "boom" in the heavens and the earth, which was deafening, and the old man only felt dizzy for a while, and he couldn't stand steadily, and the snow on the ground instantly turned into snowflakes in the sky, raising one after another, obscuring everyone's sight.

The snowflakes mixed with the dust slowly dispersed, and everyone gasped.

A large black pit appeared in the place where the fight had just begun, and a man in rags and dying was lying there, and the smell of blood was all over his body.

"Quick, pull him back!" the old man took a deep breath, his expression became very solemn, and the jealousy in his eyes was self-evident.

"Oh, isn't the competition a destiny? How do I feel that this fight is not over yet, who will win and lose, how can there be a winner? Liu Cheng was holding a black iron ball in his hand, which was exactly the same as the thing in the hands of the little gang just now, and said with a serious face, "I don't want to take advantage of you, it's unfair." ”

"Why don't you hurry up and find out the winner, don't you see that everyone is waiting, I really don't have the eyesight, go back and reward you with a meat bun." ”

This gang member stumbled when he heard the "meat bun", almost didn't fall, and his face was pleading, tearful, like a pitiful child who sees a pitiful person, and anyone who sees it is a little distressed.

"I ...... I recognize ......" The middle-aged man's eyes showed a look of horror, like a wounded rabbit, facing a big bad wolf in front of him, his eyes begging for mercy were full of pleading, like a worm, enduring great pain, using all his strength, moving backwards little by little, but it was so slow.

"Vertical, dare!" the old man shouted, but it was a pillar of blood that soared into the sky, and a big head was carried in front of Liu Cheng. The old man was heartbroken, but he was unwilling to make the slightest move, Liu Cheng was staring at himself all the time, and the iron ball in his hand was not confident enough to resist the power.

He is the no elder of the Bloodstained Villa, and he is the main battle faction belonging to the owner of the village, and this is his own nephew.

The eyes were about to split, but they didn't dare to move, the white-haired person sent the black-haired person, and the pain in his heart was like a knife.

An earth-shattering loud bang had already alarmed other important people in the sect, and the ancestor in the sect also rushed over to the surroundings.

The master who can make such a movement is not something he can understand at all.

At this moment, he was really about to cry, how could such a big man resist himself, he could only beg for forgiveness, and maybe he could save his life.

There is even more anger in his heart, these little cubs even ignored their own orders, and even provoked a big man with all the means, he has already made up his mind to be ruthless, if he is lucky not to die this time, he must punish the disobedient well, and almost put the old life held by the ancestor, it really deserves to be killed.

Although the intention of killing in this way is extremely decisive, this has to be based on a premise, that is, his old life is still there.

Hurry up, even if you are a slave or a servant, you must be willing to spare your own life for the six people.

**Able to follow, towards, the pace couldn't help but speed up a few points, the pace was unusually hurried, almost trotting all the way to the gate of the villa.

Before the person arrived, the sound came first.

"Your Excellency is merciful, your subordinates are merciful, the juniors are not sensible, they anger Your Excellency, I hope your subordinates will be merciful!"

Listening to the voice, it is a naked and undignified plea.

"What about people, what about the masters?" the old man from the Bloodstained Villa ran over in a hurry, panting, almost out of breath, and lost half of his life.

"See the Ancestor!" the people of the Bloodstained Villa saluted in unison, not knowing that the old clan was in such a hurry, so they all looked at each other.

"What about the masters?"

"What is a master?"

"It's really a group of lip gloss, just now the master slapped it, it was earth-shattering, even the ancestor and I are ashamed of myself, you didn't keep the master to come as a guest, it's really stupid, stupid, stupid!"

The conversation between this ancestor and the disciples was really foggy, and they were all confused, and it was not until the end that Liu Cheng and the others reacted and laughed without scruples.

"Who are you who dare to be presumptuous in my Bloodstained Villa?" Old Ancestor lined his face, not angry and arrogant.

"We, of course, are the masters in your mouth, a palm that shook the earth, and a foot shook the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, and you still didn't come to worship!"

Liu Cheng was a little triumphant and pointed to himself and the others.

"You're looking for death!" said the old man.

"You're looking for death!" Liu Cheng said.