"Long Sanshao, this young man is really aggrieved!"

In the restaurant, Lin Fei couldn't help but sigh.

As soon as the burly man made a move, his methods were extremely ferocious, and he killed the other party alive between his hands.

The offerings and subordinates brought by Long Sanshao were all killed in the hands of the other party, not the enemy of the United States, and his face was completely lost.

"The worse the suppression, the more I can get the maximum benefit. ”

In a short period of time, Long Zimo's men were dead and wounded, and they looked at the burly man with fear.

Many onlookers are accustomed to it.

This kind of thing is the most common.

"My third brother, it's not good for you to invite this person!" Long Zifei daxiao, "Next time you want to find someone, the third brother can find me, I guarantee that I am stronger than you." ”

Ryuko flies naked/naked/naked blows.

In Dragon City, this situation often happens.

Long Zifei has never regarded his third brother as an elder brother, a bastard born from a maid, what qualifications do he have to be his brother.

After all, in a place like the Dragon Emperor Palace, it is about blood.

Long Zifei's bloodline is higher than Long Zimo's, and he has won a place in the Dragon Emperor Palace, plus the big tribe behind his mother, he is full of confidence.

"Hmph, who to choose, I don't need you to teach, I will do it myself. ”

In the face of Long Zifei's aggressiveness, Long Zimo, the third brother, couldn't wait to slap the other party to death with one palm, so he was the third young master of the Dragon Emperor Palace, when was he bullied to the door, he was the killer, and swept his worship and subordinates.

"Long Zifei, sooner or later, one day, Ben Shao will trample you under your feet. I don't want to turn over for the rest of my life. Long Zimo kept calming himself down.

"Everyone has seen it, my third brother doesn't have a good eye. If you want to be my third brother's worship, you have to think clearly. My third brother's eyesight is not good, it doesn't mean that my brother's eyesight is bad, who dares to rely on some ability, next time I bump into it~~~~~hehehehe~~~~" Long Zifei smiled.

My good third brother, your worship and subordinates have been crippled by my people, and with these words, I see who will dare to be your worship in the future.

The dragon flies triumphantly.

The crowd heard that it was a threat to them.

Originally, I had the intention of becoming the worship of Long Sanshao, after these words. They had to think about how to face Long Sishao's anger next.

"Too much deception!"

Long Zimo's face was very ugly.

This is to make him unable to gain a foothold, and draw salary from the bottom of the kettle!

"Fight back, you must fight back, you can't let Long Zifei's conspiracy succeed!"

Long Zimo knew very well that he was about to fight the Dragon Bang, a chance once in a thousand years, if he couldn't recruit offerings. The only qualification he has will be stripped away, and his younger brother has always come for this qualification.

"Ben is less than 30 million true spirits, who comes out to defeat this person. ”

Gritted teeth. Long Zimo fought back.

Thirty million true spirits are very painful for Long Zimo, and there is nothing they can do in the situation.

30,000,000,000 true spirit Defeating the burly man caused a lot of commotion. It made many people moved.

"I'm coming!"

Thirty million true spirits moved some foreign geniuses.

Isn't it just a burly man? It's not hand-to-hand yet.

Long Zimo showed joy, he was not afraid of spending money, as long as he could defeat the other party and lay down his arrogance, he could save some face.

"Beiqiong, you help Ben Shao treat them well!"

The burly man was called Beiqiong and smiled, "Young master, don't worry." ”

The hopes brought by it were dashed in a blink of an eye.

As soon as the person came on the field, within three rounds, a close impact from the North Dome blew the opponent's head, and it was a violent mess.

"My good brother, I forgot to tell you that the divine power of my subordinates has cultivated to one billion dragon divine power. Long Zifei likes to see other people's desperate expressions.

The divine power of the billion-dollar dragon body frightened many people to stop their steps.

After that, a number of people came up one after another.

As a result, they were all beaten to death by the North Dome with a fist.

Thirty million true spirits, not a small number, for those present, it is really not cost-effective to pay for a life.

Long Zimo just started, his face was okay, and as the people who came up were killed one by one, his heart sank to the bottom, and desperate emotions wrapped around his body.

He knew that he didn't have any chance in this Dragon List battle.

Today's scene, I believe it will spread soon, even if it weren't for these onlookers, his younger brother would add fuel to the fire and completely ruin his reputation.

In addition, his father is afraid that he will also reprimand himself.

For a while, Long Zimo felt like the sky was falling.

"Third brother, you better go home and hug the woman, hahahaha~~~~" Long Zifei smiled proudly, he had already thought about it, wait for someone to spread the news, and his father should also talk about it, the dragon list battle is not something you can play.

There are people killed one after another in the North Dome, Long Zifei believes that no one dares to come up, he is the fourth young master of the Dragon Emperor Palace.

Long Zimo clenched his fists, the green tendons on his hands burst out, and Zuihou put it down.

He didn't dare to make a move!!

If he takes action in person today, he can't get any benefits, I'm afraid that he will be beaten upside down, and if he says that the white one is black, his situation in the Dragon Emperor Palace will be even worse.

"Who said just now that he won him, there are 30 million true spirits to take!"

Just then, a voice came from outside.

When Long Zimo was desperate, he suddenly heard this voice, and a wave of hope rose.

"It's Ben Shao. ”

No matter who it is, Long Zimo wants to get angry, but if he doesn't breathe, he can't sleep well!

When someone came to see a black-robed person coming up, and then looked at the realm of Cai Da Luo Jin Immortal, he couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment.

"Haha, there is less laughter, the realm of Da Luo Jinxian, my good third brother, you are becoming more and more useless. Long Zifei laughed heartily.

Long Zimo's face was even more ugly.

"What are you laughing at, believe it or not, I will kill you with one punch. ”

The black-robed man was furious, releasing a terrifying aura.

"30 million true spirits, defeat this guy, what if you kill the other party?

That terrible breath made many people stunned.

Some skills!

Long Zimo wanted to refuse, but when the words came to his lips, he changed his words again, "Kill him, Ben will give you 50 million true spirits less." ”

The black-robed man suddenly daxiao, "Father is right, it's really easy to get money in a big city, if you kill one person, you will have 50 million true spirits, and if you kill two people, you won't have 100 million true spirits." ”

When the crowd heard this, they were dumbfounded.

Dare to love, this is a rookie, he can say anything.

Do you really think that 50 million true souls are so easy to earn?

"Who is that~~~~ You come up and let Lao Tzu punch you to death!"

The black-robed man turned a blind eye to everyone's words, and excitedly looked towards the north firmament, hooking his fingers, full of provocation.

Everyone was speechless, the divine power of the North Poor reached one billion dragons, and he could kill you with a single move, and the provocation was not so provocative. (To be continued......)