Mr. White Tiger never dreamed that in his lifetime, he would be stepped on by someone, and that person was actually a humble human race.
Mr. White Tiger was born in the White Tiger Clan, a demon clan. He was born with strange phenomena when he was born. He showed his talent for cultivation at a very young age. Among the eighteen children of the White Tiger Demon King, he was recognized as the most outstanding cultivation genius.
Qianqian mentioned that Mr. Baihu was violently abused by his brother Liu Bai. That happened a long time ago. At that time, Mr. Baihu was still a nine and a half year old kid, and Liu Bai had just turned ten, but Mr. Baihu
But he was beaten all over the floor by Liu Bai, and he knelt down crying and begging for mercy, only to be let go by Liu Bai.
That time was the most profound humiliation that Master Bai Hu hated in his life. Afterwards, he sought out famous teachers and practiced hard in order to defeat Liu Bai and avenge his previous humiliation.
However, he never expected that he and an elite team of cultivators, running rampant in this hunting ground, would be humiliated again because of an inner elixir.
He could not avoid Ye Dong's every kick, and every kick that stepped on his face hurt him in his heart. His extremely proud self-esteem, as well as his Taoist heart, all suffered an unimaginable blow.
Ye Dong kicked him one after another, kicking Mr. White Tiger from the chariot into the swamp, and then, with a heavy kick, he stepped directly into the mud.
The followers of Young Master White Tiger were all dumbfounded. They had never seen Young Master White Tiger being brutally tortured.
"Bitch thief! How dare you insult our young master like this... Let's all come together and kill him!"
A dozen of White Tiger Master's servants pounced on Ye Dong like wolves and tigers. The other dozen cultivators who were fighting fiercely with Dengyun Qianqian and the others stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes. They were all attacked by Ye Dong.
I was shocked by his brave behavior.
"He...he actually defeated Mr. White Tiger? This...this is impossible!"
"As expected, he defeated Mr. White Tiger and even stepped him into the mud. Who is this guy?"
These cultivators themselves were impressed by the lustful power of Mr. White Tiger. When they saw Mr. White Tiger being beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back, they immediately retreated in their hearts.
Several people looked at each other, turned around, and ran away.
At this time, Ye Dong held a spear in his hand, stared at the evil slaves rushing towards him, and shouted to Dengyun: "Kill them all, leaving no one behind!"
Dengyun laughed and said, "Boy, I love hearing you say this. I have been holding back my anger for a long time and there is no way to vent it, so I attacked these bastards. Haha, you bastards, eat my bow!"
Dengyun bent his bow and nocked an arrow, aimed at the farthest practitioner, and shot an arrow.
The cultivator took a bad look. While running, his body suddenly changed direction. However, what surprised him was that his body seemed to be stuck in a mire, and his movements were as slow as a turtle crawling.
puff!
Dengyun shot an arrow directly through his body. The feathers of the arrow entered from the back center, and the arrow tip came out from the front center, and shot directly through his body.
The cultivator fell heavily into the swamp and died an unexpected death.
Killed with one arrow, Dengyun was greatly refreshed. He laughed loudly and bent his bow again to draw an arrow. This time, all the cultivators he aimed at were frightened out of their wits.
Zhao Bingjie and Qianqian were also in high spirits. Zhao Bingjie swung her sword and cut off the arm of a cultivator next to her. The cultivator held the broken arm and screamed, and rolled into the swamp.
Qianqian waved her long sleeves and knocked each of the cultivators into the swamp. The battlefield, which was still in danger just now, suddenly changed. The attackers all turned into lambs to be slaughtered on the chopping board, and the three Qianqian began to fight back.
Ye Dong stepped on Mr. White Tiger with both feet and waved the spear in his hand like a dragon. Every evil slave servant who came close would either have his throat sealed with a shot or be directly pierced through the heart. In just a moment, more than a dozen servants were dead.
Blood dyed the water red.
Bodies were scattered everywhere, and the swamp here was too miserable to look at.
After entering the Ancient Road of Xinghe, Ye Dong slowly learned one thing, that is, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. Living examples such as Shi Badao and Xue Yingtian told him that he must not be merciful towards the enemy.
If you don't kill the opponent, but just give him a chance to survive, he will turn around and kill you.
Soon, all the enemies were eliminated, and Dengyun and Qianqian also suffered some minor injuries.
Qianqian's face was as pale as paper. This was the first time in her life that she had killed someone. As kind as she was, she didn't even have any murderous intention towards Shi Ba Dao when he left her alone and ran away. But today she completely made an exception.
Looking at the corpses floating on the water, Qianqian's delicate body was trembling and her eyes were panicked. She came to Ye Dong in three or two steps and plunged into Ye Dong's arms.
Ye Dong could really feel the trembling of Qianqian's body, which was a trembling from the soul.
"Don't be afraid, everything is over. All the people you killed were evil people. If you don't kill them, they will kill us and harm many innocent girls. We kill them to do justice to God.
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Ye Dong hugged Qianqian tightly, put his mouth close to her ear and spoke softly.
Qianqian closed her eyes tightly and nodded silently, but her little hands grasped Ye Dong's clothes tightly.
Zhao Bingjie was vomiting on the sidelines. As an Interpol police officer, she was not mentally strong enough. However, had she ever seen such a cruel and bloody scene?
After vomiting, she silently put away her sword, glanced at Ye Dong resentfully, took out cotton wool, and began to bandage her wound.
Dengyun didn't care about the wounds on his body at all. He took out a bottle of strong wine and took a big sip. The burning liquid flowed down his chin and dripped on his chest hair.
"Haha... Damn it! It's so happy! It's so much fun. Drinking and singing, life is like this... Killing one person is a crime, killing ten thousand people is a hero, and killing three million people is a hero.
Zhongxiong! I've had so much fun killing today, hahaha... it's so great!"
Mr. White Tiger, whose face was covered with mud, was completely frightened. He never dreamed that the more than thirty masters he had brought would be killed by the four people in front of him in just a moment. What the hell is going on?
Mr. White Tiger is very aware of the strength of his team. This team of twenty-five generals can run rampant in the top ten hunting grounds. However, it was killed by four small generals in one fell swoop.
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This is so unreasonable. Three of these four people are one-star generals and one is a three-star general. Such a team should be as weak as scum, but why did they destroy all their ace teams?
Woolen cloth?
Mr. White Tiger is puzzled.
The dead bodies and bloody water on the water attracted the surrounding strange beasts, and the water beasts were all ready to move. In just a moment, Ye Dong and the four of them gathered hundreds of monsters within a hundred miles.
