958: C958 Kicking Him to Death

C958 Kicking Him to Death

Kicked to death.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Mo Liuxia forcefully parried the four dragons' three claws, but Long Wenjing's tail landed solidly on his butt.

Puff!

A mouthful of blood could not help but spurt out.

Half of it was due to anger.

The four dragons were obviously toying with him, not even using their full strength.

It looked like they really wanted to give him a good beating, humiliate him properly, and then take his life.

They were so angry that their hair stood up. They wished they could turn around and pounce on Zhang Xing, hug him, and bite him to death in one breath!

Unfortunately, Mo Liuxia was unable to clone himself. He was kicked around by the four dragons like a rubber ball. How could he have the ability to bite Zhang Xing to death?

Hate! He hated Zhang Xing to the core!

At this moment, his face was distorted, and his eyes were filled with hatred. He looked like a mad dog.

His neat hair was loose, and his clean robe was riddled with holes. There were many scratches all over his body.

Blood seeped out from the scratches.

Especially his facial features, which were even more horrible to look at. Even the Silver Palace Great Elder couldn't recognize him as Palace Master Mo Liuxia.

Every time the Nangong Family took a glance at him, his face would tremble.

Those who were timid didn't dare to look at it directly. They lowered their heads and silently prayed to the heavens.

"Zhang Xing brat, you will die a horrible death. My life is so honorable, how can I allow you to humiliate me like this..."

At this moment, Mo Liuxia had been beaten until he was powerless. Although he had the Six Star Combat Venerable cultivation level, he couldn't use it at all.

He knew that he wouldn't be able to escape this calamity, so he simply put on a ruffian attitude and started cursing.

Zhang Xing looked at him coldly, then he raised his hand to signal the four dragons to stop attacking.

Zhang Xing slowly walked forward and did not say anything. He came to Mo Liuxia's side and lifted his leg to kick him hard.

Pah!

Everyone's eyelids trembled, and they couldn't help but look away.

Slap!

Two hits!

Pah...

Three strikes, four strikes...

Everyone silently counted in their hearts.

Until the eighteenth time, they only heard a poof.

Everyone used the corner of their eyes to look over.2

At the same time, their pupils constricted and they looked straight at him.

They saw that Mo Liuxia only had a headless corpse left.

Where was the head? Everyone looked around the corpse.

They saw a blurry object...

Urgh!

Someone couldn't help but vomit on the spot.

Too ruthless!

He had actually destroyed the cephalo- of the dignified Silver Palace Lord of the Hall of Assassins!

Everyone looked at Zhang Xing in shock.

A chill that penetrated through the heart instantly filled their bodies.

The whole place was silent!

Putong!

Nangong Qi Ge rolled his eyes and fainted from the shock.

As for Nangong Qirui, his eyes were blank, and his mind was completely blank. He had no idea that his daughter had fainted.

On the Dragon Island, the corner of Dongfang Zhaoyang's mouth twitched, and the corners of his eyes trembled at the same time.

Fine! Kid, you are better than me!

Big Brother, I have been indecisive for my entire life, and I have never accomplished anything major.

It was because I do not have such a cruel and merciless disposition.

Kicking Silver Palace Lord to death was more intimidating than killing him directly.

He believed that it wouldn't take long. The Silver Palace headquarters would be able to receive this news.

No matter what kind of emotions they have, their fear of you is definitely the most important.

Even if they were unwilling and wanted to take revenge for the palace master, they wouldn't dare to make a move so easily.

A Six Star Battle Venerable wasn't a cabbage that could be harvested easily. If he could have two or three Six Star Battle Venerables with his Silver Palace, that would be the best he could do.

A Hall Master had already died. Who would still dare to look for trouble at a time like this?

Anyone with a brain would choose to conceal their brilliance and conceal their life.

The Killer Group, whose name had shaken the Holy Dragon Continent for hundreds of years, had really kicked an iron plate this time.

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