The personal soldier of the beautiful president

The black dragon regained his freedom and got rid of the Great Formation that had imprisoned him for 3000 years.

He should have been very excited, very excited.

However, that Zi Lei knocked out all his emotions. At this time, his mood can be said to be extremely bad and violent, and he can't wait to have a bloodbath to vent the anger in his heart.

At this time, how many people who don't know how to live or die dare to rob him?
"Heh... rob me? Do you know who I am?"

The black dragon looked at these human cultivators with cold eyes, and his cold tone was full of murderous intent.

The guys who robbed each other looked at each other, all of them were stunned.

One of the guys with a sallow complexion twisted his neck and raised the Tang knife in his hand, the tip of the knife almost poking the black dragon's face.

He asked with a bit of sarcasm in his tone: "Listen to your tone, you have a lot of background? Please forgive me for my clumsy eyesight, I really didn't recognize which onion you are... Come on, tell me about it Who are you?"

"Brother, do you know that our elder brother is known as a humanoid face recognizer? He remembers all the people he has met, and anyone who is famous in the practice world, my elder brother will remember. Since my elder brother doesn't know you , that only shows one problem, you are a little-known little person!"

Standing next to the sallow face was a literary youth with long hair, his chin raised slightly, he stared at the black dragon with contempt, and sneered.

How dare an unknown little person pretend to be in front of them?Still trying to scare them with words?Do you really think they are bumpkins who have never seen the world?

The rest of the men who robbed also echoed and laughed at the black dragon.

Black Dragon's brows raised slightly.

He has been imprisoned for thousands of years, and the prestige of that year has long since dissipated in the long river of history.

Talented people come out from generation to generation.

Now, who still remembers the all-powerful monster king back then?

"Everything, let's start with the few of you... This king conquers the world, and the road of revenge in the bloody sea of ​​​​the world."

The black dragon's eyes were full of mad killing intent.

Now that his reputation was gone, he started again, using his blood and human life, to rebuild a reputation that made the enemy fearful.

"Damn, it can't be a schizophrenia, right? Fuck, lie down for me!"

Behind the black dragon, a young man holding a snow-patterned iron rod seemed unable to bear the black dragon's pretense, and took a step forward suddenly, the iron rod in his hand whizzed, and hit the black dragon's head heavily.

"Humph!"

The black dragon's eyes sank, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, and without turning his head, his right hand stretched out like lightning, and he caught the iron bar that was thrown at him with incomparable precision.

The iron rod, which was ferocious and murderous enough to smash boulders, was firmly held in the palm of the black dragon.

The young man pumped hard a few times, and the iron rod seemed to be glued to the black dragon's palm, and it didn't move at all. He completely lost control of the weapon.

"Let me go!"

The young man burst into anger, opened his eyes wide, let out a loud roar, and twitched with all his strength.

The iron rod, which he could not move no matter how hard he tried, was suddenly twitched by him.

He used too much force this time, and his whole body retreated violently, unable to control it at all.

He stepped back four or five meters, then sat down on the ground.

Bang!
With inertia, the iron rod hit his chest heavily.

puff!
This blow was very powerful, and there was a faint sound of bones shattering. The young man's face was pale, and he opened his mouth to spit out a bloody arrow. He just fell backwards, his legs twitched a few times, and then became silent.

His companion immediately squatted down and took a breath, then shook his head.

Obviously, this guy was beaten to death by his own weapon. Judging from his posture just now, he still died in his own hands...

Did this young man really die by his own hands?

of course not.

After all, he is a cultivator at the Xuan level, even if he uses too much force and reacts a little slower, at most he will be injured a little bit, and he will not lose his life.

Of course, there is the dark hand of the black dragon.

When the young man tried his best to snatch the iron rod, the black dragon not only let go, but also took the opportunity to exert a dark force on the iron rod.

The young man fell to the ground, and the dark energy on the iron rod erupted, coupled with the inertia, and hit the young man's chest hard. This heavy blow was twice as powerful as the young man's swinging the iron rod just now.

Such a huge force is enough to smash the young man to pieces.

But this is dark energy, the young man's surface does not show any scars, but if the young man is dissected, it will be found that his internal organs are almost all minced meat!
"How bold, how dare you kill my man? Brothers, go up together, kill him, and avenge Sanyanzi!"

The sallow face was stunned for a while, and finally came to his senses.

He didn't believe that a person could kill himself like this, it must have been tampered with by the man in black.

"Fuck, let me die."

"What the hell, do you dare to touch my brother? I will cripple you!"

……

Hearing the sallow face's roar, the young men all had fierce looks on their faces, slashing at the black dragon with swords and swords.

The strength of these young people is not weak, and they have a strong momentum when they fight together.

No wonder they dare to rob here, but they have some skills.

Unfortunately, they robbed the wrong target this time.

Although the black dragon was hit by the thunder and was seriously injured, he was still tyrannical. Even if his cultivation base was greatly damaged, he still had a strong physical body.

Facing those swords and swords, the black dragon directly gave up dodging.

He resisted the swords of these people with his tyrannical and unparalleled body. When the sword cut on his body, there was a faint sound of gold and iron striking each other, as if cutting on a piece of hard steel, which shocked the young people.

"Roar!"

The evil spirit in the eyes of the black dragon surged, and with a loud roar, his fists hit these young people hard like lightning.

Black Dragon's style of play is really too brutal, it can be said to be barbaric.

The sword slashing at him did not cause much damage to him, but when his fist hit the bodies of these young people, he knocked down one of them.

No one can resist his punch.

bang bang bang...

Punch to the flesh.

Several youths howled miserably, were knocked to the ground, their bones were shattered, and they lost their fighting power directly.

"You're going to kill me?"

Having dealt with these young men, Heilong turned his head to look at his sallow face, the hostility in his eyes almost condensed into substance.

so horrible.

The sallow face was so frightened that his legs were limp. He felt that what he was facing was not a person, but a big monster that chose to eat people.

Well, the black dragon is really not human!
He is more ferocious and terrifying than a big monster...

"Fuck!"

The sallow face looked at the black dragon approaching step by step, and his face became even more yellow. He cursed in a low voice, and suddenly grabbed the dumbfounded literary youth beside him, and threw him at the black dragon.

And he turned and ran.

Run hard.

"Ah... help..."

The literary youth never thought that the eldest brother he had always admired would use him as a shield?

He danced and yelled in fright.

With a blank expression on his face, the black dragon clasped the literary youth's neck with his right hand, and then threw it hard, like throwing a baseball.

The literary youth smashed towards the fleeing sallow face at a faster and more violent speed.

At this time, the literary youth is no longer breathing.

The moment he was grabbed by the neck by the black dragon, his neck was pinched and broken by the black dragon.

With a sallow face like a frightened bird, he fled in a hurry.

He turned his head to see if the enemy was chasing him, but he only saw a black shadow descending from the sky, and before he could see what it was, the black shadow knocked him over heavily.

His sallow face was severely smashed, his right hand was broken, several sternums were broken, and one leg bone was broken.

He gritted his teeth and pushed away the corpse on his body, struggling to stand up, when a big footprint came towards him and kicked him in the face.

Boom!
His head hit the ground heavily, his head bleeding.

The bridge of the nose was also broken by this kick, and a few teeth were also lost. Blood was pouring from his mouth to face, and his sallow face screamed in pain.

"Did you see a man and a woman passing by just now?"

Heilong squatted down and asked coldly, holding a long sword of unknown origin in his right hand.

The sallow face rolled his eyeballs, and said inarticulately: "If, I tell you... you, can you spare my life?"

laugh!
Sallow Face originally wanted to take the opportunity to negotiate terms, but who knew, the black dragon waved his hand directly, and the long sword slashed across Sallow Face's neck, blood spattered, and his head and body were separated.

"Hmph, ants, are you worthy of negotiating terms with me?"

The black dragon stood up, shook off the blood from the sword, and then walked towards the other youths, his eyes were cold and chilling.

"I, I know... I've seen..."

"I've seen it too... the man seems to be from the Longmen Donghai City Branch, and the woman..."

"The woman is Qin Ruozhi, the chief disciple of Emei Tianzong..."

"They went north..."

"Brother... I've told you everything we know, please spare our dog's life?"

Several young people were very afraid of death, before the black dragon pressed them, they spoke out in detail, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging for mercy.

What kind of bullshit dignity, it counts as a ball in front of death.

"People who are greedy for life and afraid of death, living in this world is also a waste of food!"

Heilong had no intention of letting these people go. From the very beginning, these people were dead in his eyes.

He stepped forward, swung his long sword, and a head flew out.

Two of them wanted to escape, but after walking three steps away, they followed in the footsteps of the others and their bodies were separated.

Throwing away the blood-stained long sword, the black dragon's originally irritable mood eased a little.

He glanced at the north, and didn't chase after Qin Feng immediately, but stood quietly on the spot...