Horror revival: I can see returns

"How dare you speak nonsense with this level of strength?

I thought you were so powerful.

I didn't expect it to be a pewter gun head.

Even labor and capital can't stop it with a finger.

What a shitty Pengmo.

I see you as a little chick. "

He glanced at Peng Mo, who was almost a cripple.

Zhuang Fan's voice was full of sarcasm.

The figure is like a ghost.

Instantly disappeared from the spot.

Appeared in front of Peng Mo.

Stretch out your right hand.

Fingers into claws.

A terrifying suction force emanated from the palm.

Directly sucked up the Peng Mo.

Clutched his throat.

You... damn human... cough cough cough...

Blood oozed from Peng Mo's mouth.

Although it was choked by the throat.

But the two eyes are still full of arrogance.

He stared at Zhuang Fan firmly.

His face was full of hatred and hatred.

"Little bird who doesn't know how to live or die, your arrogance is just a joke in my eyes. I want to kill you, and I can kill you in minutes!"

Zhuang Fan slowly tightened his fingers.

The terrifying suffocation made Peng Mo roll his eyes.

His hands and feet struggled subconsciously.

There was blood in his mouth.

"Fuck! This brother won't really want to kill Peng Mo, will he?"

"This is the most talented bloodline of the Tianpeng Clan. It has been hidden by the snow, and its status is higher than that of the Canopy Son. If he dies here, it will definitely arouse the wrath of the Sky Demon Clan."

"But I think this brother's behavior style is definitely a ruthless person. It is estimated that Peng Mo is in danger this time."

"That's right, if he cared about the Tianpeng Clan, he wouldn't have directly abolished the Pengmo just now."

"In the future, stay away from this guy. You must not provoke him. Even Peng Mo dares to kill him. I'm afraid there is no one in this world he dare not touch."

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Seeing that Zhuang Fan really wanted to kill Peng Mo.

A look of shock flashed across the eyes of Tianjiao of all races.

You must know that Pengmo's status is very noble and detached in the Tianpeng clan.

Even above many clan elders.

Although he is not the nominal holy son of the Tianpeng clan.

But the resources and authority he possesses far exceed those of the Son of the Tianpeng Clan.

and.

The Tianpeng Clan trained him as the next patriarch.

A lot of heart and soul have been poured into it.

If Zhuang Fan kills him now.

The Tianpeng tribe will definitely retaliate wildly and desperately.

Even if you pay a heavy price.

It will definitely kill the murderer.

After all, killing the Pengmo is not just about slapping the face of the Tianpeng clan.

It is still destroying the future and hope of the Tianpeng clan.

A race whose hope has been extinguished will definitely be destroyed. Even if it loses everything, it will take revenge on the person who killed Peng Mo.

"Fellow daoist, please be merciful. You are all guests of Hongchen Hall today, and peace is the most important thing. Please, fellow daoist, sell Chen Xi a face and let brother Peng Mo go? apologize."

at this time.

A woman with a slender figure, lead hair like a cloud, a gauze on her face, shrouded in a faint layer of holy light, came from the sky.

It landed on the floating island.

The voice is as crisp and melodious as an oriole.

It's like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate.

Plead for Peng Mo.

I want Zhuang Fan to spare his life.

"Hehe..Selling you some face? Who are you? I'm asking for face here. Don't say that you are the saint of the Red Dust Palace, even if you are the patriarch of the ten thousand clans. I still don't buy their account."

Zhuang Fan sneered.

Then he tightened his fingers suddenly.

Like iron tongs.

Instantly crushed Peng Mo's neck.

Subsequently.

Like throwing rubbish, he threw the Pengmo's body from the air.

A cluster of real sun fire popped out from the fingers.

It landed on the corpse of Peng Mo.

set it on fire.

Blink of an eye.

It burned to ashes.

"This Pengmo was really killed by this guy?"

"This brother is really a ruthless person. He not only killed Peng Mo, but also contradicted the Holy Maiden of Chenxi. He offended two supreme forces at once. This time he is absolutely dead."

"I don't think so, this brother has such strength at such a young age, do you think there will be no supreme power behind him?
Since he dared to kill Peng Mo and was not afraid of the Red Dust Palace, there might be a colossus hiding behind him. "

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Watching Zhuang Fan kill Peng Mo cleanly.

She doesn't sell the face of the Holy Maiden of Dawn at all.

Everyone present was shocked again.

It was like being hit by countless thunderbolts.

You must know that there is an extremely complicated network of relationships hidden behind the Red Dust Palace.

No one dares to underestimate the power it can summon.

And this brother in front of him, who doesn't show off the face of the Holy Maiden of Chenxi at all, is definitely a scumbag.

For an instant.

Everyone regards Zhuang Fan as the most unprovoked person, not one of them.

After all, a young man who acts fearlessly and is strong has unlimited room for improvement in the future. If he provokes such a dead star, he will definitely die even if he wants to die.

Maybe they will even bring their own ethnic groups into it.

At that time, there will be no graves if you want to cry.

"Fellow Daoist, the Hongchen Palace has the rules of the Hongchen Palace. If you killed Brother Peng Mo here, you must have an explanation. Otherwise, the Tianpeng Clan will blame you, and I, the Hongchen Palace, will not be able to take the blame for you."

"In addition, since you are in the holy city, you should obey the rules of the holy city that you can't do anything. Now that you have killed brother Pengmo, you may be suppressed to death by the emperor's army!"

The cold voice of the Dawn Saintess came.

Without the slightest emotion.

It's like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks in the world.

But those who knew her knew it.

Once she talks like this.

It means that the real fire and murderous intentions have been set in motion.

Zhuang Fan's actions refuted that her face was small, and the majesty of the Hongchen Palace could not be lost.

Today, no matter what, this arrogant guy must pay the price.

"Explain?"

Zhuang Fan looked indifferent.

Get away with your feet.

The figure is like electricity.

Instantly rushed to the floating island.

The Hongmeng Emperor Sword in his hand was sprayed with a gloomy cold light.

It lay directly on the neck of the Holy Maiden of Dawn.

The dense sword energy pierced through her creamy skin, revealing a tinge of red.

He said coldly: "A sect that has risen by relying on the saintesses of the past generations to seduce the arrogance of all races, really thinks that he has some beauty, and thinks that all men in the world should revolve around you? How dare you speak loudly and ask me to explain it to me?" , you want to try another one."

Talking.

Zhuang Fan pressed down the Hongmeng Emperor Sword in his hand a few more points.

A large amount of blood immediately gushed out from the neck of the Dawn Saintess.

The dress on her body was dyed red.

"You are presumptuous, how dare you insult my sect, if you don't kill me today, tomorrow, I will definitely smash your body into thousands of pieces, cramp your tendons, peel off your skin, and smash your bones into ashes."

The Holy Maiden of Chenxi ignored the Emperor Hongmeng's sword across her neck.

The voice was full of killing intent.

The face of the sect is as great as the sky.

This damned guy actually dared to insult the saintesses of the Red Dust Palace. If it wasn't because of his inferior strength, she would have cut off this guy's head a long time ago.

Let him know the fate of insulting Hongchen Palace.