65: C65 The Incarnation of Justice

C65 The Incarnation of Justice

"Bastards of the Black Wind Stronghold, come out and die for your father." An extremely fierce shout sounded over their heads right after the roar.

"An expert has barged in!"

In the attic, Yun Zhonghe suddenly stood up from his chair, his eyes shooting out an astonished gaze. "This aura, could it be that he's a peak king level expert?"

They looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes. However, he still braced himself and flew out.

In the void of the pavilion, two people were calmly pointing at the cultivators that were pouring out of the clouds.

"Looks like those few people are the managers of Black Wind Stronghold. However, that Charcoal seems to be a bit off. "

Xu Haotian stood on the cloud with his hands behind his back. When he saw the two people that just flew out, he revealed an expression of interest.

"That Charcoal head is a ninth level King Stage cultivator. As for the one beside him, it was only a king level first stage cultivator. Other than these two fellows, the ones with the highest cultivation were the two people standing below them. "It's just the Heavenly Gate."

The Nine-headed Yuan Saint looked at the pavilion indifferently and explained to Xu Haotian.

"Who are you people? Don't you know that this is the Black Wind Stronghold? "

As a bandit that had dominated the sect for more than ten years, this was the first time he was bullied. When faced with his subordinates, Ning Changxiong's ferocious face was instantly filled with a sense of loss. He asked in a deep voice.

However, he was extremely shocked in his heart. That young man was still okay, he was just a small fry. However, he couldn't see through the golden-faced man. Moreover, the aura caused his heart to palpitate with fear.

"Your grandfather is the embodiment of justice, the emissary of light, and the support of the weak."

Xu Haotian stood on top of the clouds with his hands behind his back. He raised his head high and said righteously.

Xu Haotian's face was filled with righteousness, but he was already overjoyed in his heart. He felt so good about pretending.

"F * ck, laozi is asking you, what are you doing here?"

Ning Changxiong was enraged. He was a hot-tempered person and had never been mocked in his life before. Could it be that he was the one who bullied others and was used to dominating others.

"Sigh, everyone says that you're unlucky to be able to drink so much cold water and fill the gaps in your teeth. Just admit that you're unlucky!" Nine heads smashing on him! "

Xu Haotian didn't want to waste anymore time, so he quickly finished the work.

Boom!

In the next moment, the pale golden face of the Nine-Headed Yuan Saint turned fierce, and he threw the hammer out.

A single purplish-gold silver hammer the size of a house rapidly flew forward while sticking close to the ground.

A loud rumble came from the clouds. The huge impact instantly turned the houses along the way into dust. Those ordinary bandits, who were still watching the show, didn't even have the chance to react. Instantly, his body was smashed into smithereens.

The other purplish-gold shining silver hammer flew at the two of them with an inconceivable speed. In the blink of an eye, the large hammer arrived above the two of them. Then it smashed down heavily on the two of them.

The speed was simply inconceivable. The pupils of the two shrank as Ning Changxiong quickly held a ghost blade above their heads.

Clang!

The giant hammer collided with the ghost blade, sparks flying everywhere and a buzzing sound spread out in all directions. Some of the bandits who didn't have time to dodge immediately got blood on their noses and mouths. They became deranged and became idiots who only knew how to glare.

At the same time, the downward pressure from the giant hammer caused the ghost blade to shatter into small pieces.

In the next moment, the huge hammer's power directly entered Ning Changxiong Xiong's chest.

Kacha, kacha!

The shattering of his chest even caused the heart of his Inner Mansion organs to be shattered into pieces. He fell to the ground. Died in the wild.2

The dignified head of the Black Wind Stronghold, the bandit leader who had caused the entire prefecture to tremble in fear, was smashed into a pile of meat paste by the purplish-gold shining silver hammer just like that.

When Yun Zhonghe saw this, his face immediately revealed a terrified expression. "What background does this fellow have? Why is he so powerful? Could it be that he's a Royal Grade expert?"

When he thought of the possibility that the other party was a Royal Realm expert, the remaining traces of luck in his heart vanished. Without any hesitation, he turned around and ran in a certain direction.

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