Chapter 223: The Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Child of the Tengu Clan
Outside the Holy City.
Zhuang Fan rides on a green bull.
Use the Hongmeng spear to pick up the body of the Tengu Son.
Shouting from afar.
The sound is like thunder.
resounded throughout heaven and earth.
Echoes for a long time.
It immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the Holy City.
Everyone is either confused or shocked...
They all soared into the air.
Fly towards the Hall of Red Dust and the outside of the city.
"Tell the people of the Tengu clan that I have hunted down the geniuses of all races according to their instructions. If you dare not pay the remaining reward, I will take advantage of them and kill their holy son!"
The more people gather, the more people gather.
A strange look flashed in Zhuang Fan's eyes.
Directly put the excrement basin of hunting the geniuses of all races on the head of the Tengu clan.
Don't care whether others believe it or not, just do it first to make them sick.
"You are talking nonsense, confusing right and wrong, and confusing the public. When did our Tengu clan let you hunt down the geniuses of all races?"
"If you know what's going on, let my holy son go immediately. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."
at this time.
Walking out of the crowd, an old man wearing a gray robe with gray hair and deep wrinkles on his face looked like gouges.
A pair of old eyes were full of anger.
Staring at Zhuang Fan.
He retorted coldly.
Deny the Tengu clan and let them hunt the geniuses of all races.
After all, this shit basin is too big.
Once it is buckled on the head.
He must bear the wrath of all races.
At that time, it will only rely on the strength of the Tengu clan.
?I’m afraid even the ancestral graves will have to be dug up.
Moreover, this audacious guy dared to kidnap the Tengu Son.
Crazy provocation to the majesty of the Tengu clan.
Must be severely punished.
if not.
The prestige of the Tengu clan will be gone.
Completely reduced to a joke of all races.
But he forgot one thing.
Since Zhuang Fan dares to hunt down the geniuses of all races.
How could you care about his threats?
"Old guy, I think you haven't understood the situation. I have already killed the geniuses of all races according to your instructions. You don't want to pay me, but you still dare to threaten me? Do you think I dare not touch your son of a bitch?
"
Zhuang Fan's eyes were filled with coldness.
Full of dangerous light.
Staring at the old man in gray robe expressionlessly.
A sword energy popped out from his finger.
Sharper than the peerless sword.
Instantly chopped off one of Tengu Seiko's arms.
"Ah...Fifth Elder, please stop talking and just do as he said and quickly prepare money to redeem me..."
The shrill scream of the Tengu Son.
The pain caused by having his arm chopped off while alive made his face become very hideous and twisted.
He quickly spoke to stop the gray-robed old man from continuing to provoke Zhuang Fan.
This old guy really has no features.
No eyesight at all.
Haven’t you seen that this Holy Son has been picked on by others?
He actually dared to threaten him.
How is this saving him?
You obviously want him to die quickly.?
"Let me go, this brother is really a ruthless person. He will cut off an arm of their body in front of the elders of the Tengu clan. Do you want to fight to the death with the Tengu?"
"I just came back from the Hongchen Palace. All the geniuses of all races are dead, and all the corpses were hacked to pieces. This guy's attack was too ruthless."
"Where did this brother come from? Does he have such a hatred for all races? He actually did such a desperate thing."
"..."
When he saw Zhuang Fan disagreeing with him, he took action.
Everyone who came one after another was shocked.
This guy not only offended all races to death.
Now they are still fighting against the Tengu clan.
This is not leaving any way for yourself to survive.
"Don't be afraid, Holy Son. We, the Tengu Clan, are a big clan with a profound foundation and are guarded by supreme holy soldiers. He doesn't dare to do anything to you."
The old man in gray robe comforted him.
He stared at Zhuang Fan with a cold expression.
He said coldly: "Young man, please let me read the Holy Son and stop provoking my bottom line. I can promise to spare your life."
"Oh? Old guy, you are quite confident. Why don't you spare my life? I have killed the geniuses of all races, so why would I care about you, a bullshit Tengu clan?
Your brain is not as good as that of the saint in the Hall of Red Dust. Labor and management are all curious, how do you live to such an old age?
Little bastard, it seems that your popularity among the Tengu clan is not very good. This old guy is trying to kill you, so I can only follow his wish and send you on your way."
The look on Zhuang Fan's face was full of disdain.
His cold eyes fell on the Tengu Seiko.
Three sword energy popped out with a flick of his finger.
It instantly penetrated his remaining arms and legs.
All of a sudden.
The scarlet blood spurted out like a flood that broke through the long embankment.
The sky was dyed red.
A drifting rain of blood began.
"Ah...old thing, I know you didn't hold your fart in well!
Do you want him to kill this holy son and then let your good-for-nothing grandson take over?
Let me tell you, as long as this Holy Son dies, your grandchildren, including you, will be buried with this Holy Son!
Damn that old coffin boy, why are you still hanging there? Why don't you quickly go back to the tribe to collect treasures and redeem the Holy Son?"
The Tengu Seiko screamed and cursed.
He directly greeted the eighteenth generation of the gray-robed old man's ancestors.
He now doubted where the Tengu clan found these idiots.
The life of my holy son is in other people's hands.
If you don't hurry up and raise money to redeem the person according to their instructions.
He also put on an expression of being aloof and looking down proudly.
Isn’t this forcing people to kill people?
And the people standing around looked at these two living treasures of the Tengu clan with strange eyes.
Weird things happen every year.
There are especially many this year.
They were all very curious as to how the Tengu clan managed to become a big clan with so many sleeping dragons and phoenix chicks.
Just with these weird things, the Tengu clan might be tricked to death at some point.
"Holy Son, please calm down. I will go back to the clan to collect heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and ask the clan leader to personally bring money to redeem you."
The old man in gray robe stared at Zhuang Fan hatefully.
Later.
Directly tearing apart the void.
Open up a space channel.
He ducked in and walked in.
"Old man, you just left. You dare to look at me like that. If I don't teach you a lesson, others will think that I am afraid of you Tengu clan."
"Baby please turn around!"
Looking at the old man in gray robe who looked unhappy, he turned and left.
A chill flashed in Zhuang Fan's eyes.
He directly took out the Immortal Killing Flying Knife.
An extremely bright and sharp sword light was cut out.
He rushed into the void channel in an instant.
"Pfft...ah..."
immediately.
A scream full of pain came from the space channel.
Then he saw a severed arm stained with blood falling out of the passage.
"hiss!"
"Others had their arms cut off just by looking at him. This brother is too greedy and will take revenge."
"Now I begin to believe what he said before. The genius of all races will definitely die in his hands."
"This kind of person holds a grudge, is ruthless, and is so strong. He is definitely the person you should not mess with."
"Tell the people in the clan that if you encounter this guy in the future, hide away if you can, and never conflict with him."
"..."
Seeing Zhuang Fan suddenly taking action, he chopped off an arm of the gray-robed old man.