732: C732 Xiao Tian Wu's Son Stop It!

C732 Xiao Tian Wu's Son Stop It!

"It didn't hurt before? And now you're here to send me to death? "

"One arm doesn't seem to be enough to teach you a lesson, right?"

Faang Fann's face revealed a mocking expression. This fellow's way of seeking death was really special!

"Bastard!"

"You dare to be rude to me?"

"You don't know about my Shaohao Clan?"

"My patriarch will teach you a lesson today! I will let you continue to be arrogant!"

"Kill these country bumpkins!"

"Right... leave the leader behind, I want to torture him!"

Yuwen Xiaotian coldly snorted, his eyes sparkling.

He had decided to teach Faang Fann a lesson!

This bastard! He was destined to be punished!

How dare he be so arrogant in front of him... He had to die!

Last time, the Shaohao Clan army he led was just a random army. In the army, he, the young patriarch, was still the strongest, Six Star King Stage.

But this time, it was different! He had brought along the invincible warriors of his family!

A Eight-Star King Stage warrior! He was only a hair away from breaking through to the Nine Stars King level Quasi-True King Stage!

Yuwen Xiaotian looked at his empty sleeve, and the killing intent in his eyes started to gather crazily.

These days, he had never forgotten this blood feud!

But now, it was great. ... It would be avenged soon!

The excitement in his heart was indescribable!

The attack came at the right time!

A Eight-Star King Stage warrior from the Shaohao Clan threw himself at him with a combat blade in his hand.

He looked extremely arrogant.

It was as if he didn't put Faang Fann and the others in his eyes at all.

This kind of arrogance... was bound to pay a price.

Faang Fann's eyes flickered with killing intent.

What should come would come eventually!

What should come to an end will also come to an end!

Faang Fann gently waved his hand.

Sou!

The captain of the guards, desolate Mountain, had already rushed out.2

Because they had just been redeemed. So now, they were not equipped with weapons...

"They are indeed a bunch of country bumpkins! They don't even have decent weapons!"

The mocking expression on the Eight-Star King Stage warrior's face was obvious.

Then... his attack quickly became violent!

On the desolate mountain, he raised his fist that was as big as a sandbag and threw himself at the Shaohao Clan warrior. His left hand grabbed the long blade of the Shaohao Clan warrior and smashed him to death under the terrified gaze of the Shaohao Clan warrior.

Hiss...

The terrifying scene made everyone suck in a breath of cold air.

Desolate Mountain looked at the blood on his left hand and smiled honestly, not caring at all.

"How is this possible... How did Yuwen Zhan Hao die... He... He is an Eight-Star King Stage warrior!"

" Trash! Get up! Continue to attack!"

Yuwen Xiaotian's expression changed. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that something was wrong with the situation.

What should he do now? He naturally knew what to do.

"Master, are we going to kill them all?"

Desolate Mountain shook his fist and grinned.

Yuwen Xiaotian panicked.

"No... don't kill me! I am the young master of Shaohao Clan..."

"I... I was wrong. I didn't do it on purpose just now... I beg you, please let me live..."

Yuwen Xiaotian was about to cry. His hands trembled unnaturally.

"Xiaotian, my son! Stop it!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man and an orderly army suddenly rushed over from afar.

Judging from his attire, he should be an army from the Shaohao Clan.

When Yuwen Xiaotian saw the face of the newcomer, his face, which was filled with fear, immediately lit up with a smile.

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