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He raised his hands, clenched his fists, and the two fists the size of a human head collided with each other, making a bang, blasting out a cloud of milky white air visible to the naked eye:

"Grandpa will punch you down, and keep your body so broken that you can't even put it together!"

Chu Tianxing sighed:

"Isn't it okay to do business well? It has to be annoying."

While speaking, he put down the big guillotine from his shoulder:

"Someone said just now that your arms have the strength of ten thousand catties?"

While speaking, he threw the big guillotine at Zhao Xiong:

"If you can bear my knife, our dragon, you can give it to you for nothing."

Zhao Xiong smiled contemptuously, and raised his hand to catch the flying guillotine:

"Wood covered with tin, scare"

Click click!

There was a continuous sound of bone cracking, and then there was another loud bang.

The onlookers who were relatively close to Zhao Xiong even felt the ground under their feet vibrated and jerked violently amidst the loud noise, as if an earthquake had occurred.

Afterwards, the plaza, which was full of laughter and noise just now, became quiet again.

Everyone was dumbfounded and looked at Zhao Xiong's position in disbelief.

The two-meter-five little giant had disappeared.

His whole body was patted under the huge guillotine, only a calf still twitching slightly was exposed.

There was also bright red blood, which flowed out from under the guillotine, and quickly gathered into a big pool.

The onlookers were at a loss, their faces full of bewilderment.

Chu Tianxing shook his head and muttered:

"Didn't it mean that the two arms have the strength of ten thousand catties, are born with steel reinforcements and iron bones, copper heads and iron skins, and are invulnerable to swords and guns?

"Why is it so crispy like tofu?"

While speaking, he raised his hand and grasped it. Amidst the sound of a dragon moaning faintly, a strong force of suction wrapped around the large guillotine, dragging the large guillotine weighing more than ten tons, slowly rising up, and slowly flying towards Chu Tianxing .

The knife is too heavy. After all, the dragon capture skill is not Hunyuan's big catch, and there is no way to drag the knife back in one go.

However, Chu Tianxing held one hand behind his back, the other hand was clawed, and his five fingers were spread apart. He faced the big knife from the air, and the gesture of slowly taking the big knife back unexpectedly had a better pretentious effect.

All the onlookers opened their mouths wide and watched Chu Tianxing take back the sword with a look of shock and bewilderment.

Lin Shengnan's eyes were even brighter, he held his chest, and looked at him with admiration, almost suffocating with excitement.

Even the sword master couldn't help staring at him intently, thinking that regardless of Xiao Chu's strength, his handsome hand is really masterful, making people look particularly pleasing to the eye.

Under the spotlight.

Chu Tianxing took back the big knife, grabbed the handle of the knife with one hand, and shook off the blood stains on the blade body. With a bang, he carried the big knife back to his shoulder. He glanced indifferently at Zhao Xiong who had been crushed into a mosaic. With a warm smile, he yelled again:

"It's sold! The old and young men of Mengshan City have a look! The thousand-year-old dragon who is about to transform into a dragon! If you exchange a good treasure, you won't be able to suffer or be fooled! If you want to be strong Buy the coffin first! You can also give me the money, and I will provide one-stop service!"

Amidst the warm and hearty shouts, the square was dead silent.

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The crowd of onlookers in the square fell silent for a long time amidst Chu Tianxing's enthusiastic and hearty yelling, and then someone tremblingly said in a voice almost like a groan:

"His big knife actually crushed Zhao Xiong into a cake, what a real guy! Such a big piece of iron must weigh a lot!"

"Looking at the size, it must weigh tens of thousands of catties."

"Iron? Tens of thousands of catties? Heh, if it's really ordinary iron, it's only tens of thousands of catties, then it won't be able to crush Zhao Xiong. Zhao Xiong has both supernatural powers, a pair of steel and iron bones, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be tens of thousands of catties." The heavy sword is crushed to death! The sword is probably made of rare iron and spiritual steel such as black iron and cold steel, and its weight may not be less than [-] catties!"

"It makes sense. That kid can absorb a big knife that can't weigh more than [-] catties in the air. How far has his skill reached?"

"I'm afraid it's the big bosses in Mengshan City, so there's nothing they can do about him."

"I thought it was a young bird in the rivers and lakes, a boy who gave away treasures, but I didn't expect it to be a cunning old wolf, demanding the life of Hades!"

"Zhao Xiong is really a monster and barbarian. Can't you just do business well? You have to buy and sell by force. This is good. You kicked the iron plate and lost your life?"

"Miss, are you speaking inappropriately? Isn't Zhao Xiong just doing business according to the rules of our Mengshan City? I just didn't expect these two foreign faces to be so unruly. Girl, I vaguely remember, The man and woman in white before seemed to have bargained with you in front of your booth? You seemed to have held a knife according to the rules before, and had a good deal with them, hiss, so why are you still alive?"

"Brother, you are mistaken, little girls don't use swords in business, I use swords."

""

The onlookers were either frightened or gloating in the comments.

A middle-aged man with a brocade robe and long beard, with a gloomy face, walked out of the crowd with four men and women in Tsing Yi with long swords hanging from their waists.

"Chou Guanshi of Wanhua Building!"

"Ha, Qiu Guanshi is the one who doesn't know Zhao Xiong. He thinks highly of Zhao Xiong."

"Qiu Guanshi is a great master of true energy, this is a good show!"

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe, who is the manager of Wanhua Building Chou, glanced coldly at Zhao Xiong's corpse covered in red mosaics, then raised his eyes to Chu Tianxing, and said slowly:

"Beating a dog depends on the owner. Don't you know that Zhao Xiong is mine?"

Chu Tianxing smiled and shook his head:

"Sorry, no idea. Then again, who are you?"

Behind Guanshi Qiu, a man in Tsing Yi stepped forward and shouted:

"This one is the steward Qiu of Wanhua Building!"

"Oh!" Chu Tianxing acted suddenly, and said with a smile:

"It turns out that it's the steward Qiu of Wanhua building! I don't know what advice the steward Qiu has?"

Qiu Guanshi said coldly:

"Zhao Xiong is mine, what advice do you think I have?"