C1522 We Can't Lose Face
Northern Forest silently raised his head, his eyes flashing with a cruel light.
He was beaten again.
Again, again!
He was tired of it!
He was even more irritated!
Bei Lin silently clenched his fists. Rays of light flashed in his eyes. His hands tightly clenched into fists, and the sound of breathing gradually became more real.
"I've said it."
"Don't push it too far!"
"You're the biggest trash!"
"You don't know how sad it is for me to meet a piece of trash like you!"
"Get lost! Get out! Get out! Trash! Trash from the bottom of it all!"
Pah...
Pah... Pah...
Bang...
If he didn't explode in silence, he would die in silence.
Bei Lin continuously slapped Hao Yun more than a dozen times, and then kicked him out to vent his anger. The body of Hao Yun, the son of the Pavilion Master of the Vast Heaven Pavilion, was like snow falling from the sky, swaying as he fell to the ground. Because his face was on the ground, at this moment, his face made intimate contact with the ground.
Today was destined to be the theme of slapping!
Slapping each other, slapping until it exploded!
cultivator of the Vast Heaven Pavilion, who was attacking from the front, was already in a difficult situation. When he saw the two commanders behind him start beating each other again, his morale immediately plummeted.
What the f * ck was there to fight?
They had been beaten to death in front of them, and they had suffered heavy losses. The two commanders, on the other hand, didn't want to advance and were still fighting each other.
How could they reason with this? They even felt extremely miserable and helpless.
It was too difficult!
They had to face the unlimited bullets from cultivator, who was wielding devil weapons.
They had to accept the strange festering and aging of their skin.
They also had to fight against the various Skeleton Soldier skeleton dragons and skeleton monsters that suddenly appeared in front of them.
His state of mind had truly exploded!
"Brothers! Stop fighting! If he continued to charge forward, he would only be sending himself to his death! The Northern Forest Protector and Young Master Yun do not intend to fight properly. Why are we working so hard for?"
" That's right! Let's run! We've encountered a tough opponent this time! "
"This is a tough one. Don't run to your death!"
"Hehe... Those few mistresses do not take our deathmatch to heart and are still in the midst of internal strife!"2
"Following such a mistresses is truly the misfortune of eight lifetimes!"
"What else can we say?"
"Let's go! Run! Quickly retreat!"
……
A wave of fleeing was formed.
cultivator of the Vast Heaven Pavilion, who had just rushed up, did not wait for the army of heavy machine gun soldiers to launch a full-scale fire before he ran to both sides.
The scene was very pleasant.
This battle should be the most casual battle that Faang Fann had ever fought.
From the beginning to the end, there was a feeling of indifference.
The enemy commander did not care, and the enemy soldiers were even more joking.
Less than three minutes after the battle started, nearly a third of the enemy soldiers had collapsed.
If the battle continued like this, it would not take long for the entire army to collapse.
"All legions, press forward!"
"Give them a final blow!"
Faang Fann stretched his back, his face full of indifference and silence.
……
Hao Yun, the son of the Pavilion Master of the Vast Heaven Pavilion, who had been kicked to the ground, quietly pulled his head out of the soil. Then, he wiped the dirt on his face, and his eyes instantly became gloomy.
He had lost all his face.
His hair could be cut off and blood could flow. He could not lose his face!
Hao Yun looked at the Northern Forest in the sky maliciously. His hands were tightly clenched. He swore... He wanted to find an opportunity to get rid of him!
Even if he had to return to the Hao Tian Pavilion and borrow his father's power! He had to do this! He had to do it!
If he dared to beat him up now, wouldn't he be able to kill him and replace him in the future?
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