Picked a Killer as My Wife

"Hahaha, Venerable Dog Clan, it is really appropriate, the servant of the dignified Third Young Master will become the watchdog of this tavern. The metaphor of the young master is really appropriate!" They smiled with abusive expressions on their faces.

The Lion Race is considered a noble race among all races in the Underworld.

Now the lion is actually called the dog the lord by the blood, this kind of humiliation makes the lion anger, the lion’s fists are clenched, and the angry flame turns into a powerful force on his body. Surging in.

The two eyes of the lion clan veteran seemed to be on fire, staring at Xue Zhengxin firmly, his teeth clenched loudly, and he wished to tear the blood Zhengxin into pieces now.

However, the lion clan did not dare to act rashly.

The guy in front of him is a descendant of the blood domain master, and he is now surrounded by hundreds of powerful masters at the level of the venerable. If the venerable Lion clan can’t stand the humiliation and blood integrity, it won’t take a few seconds. , He will be blasted into pieces.

Just like the lion clan who dare not say anything, there are hundreds of refugees on both sides of the bar street. The general strength of these refugees is low, and their strength is around the sixth or seventh level of the cultivator. There are only a few. The position is the state of the Venerable.

But whether it is a monk or a monk, they know that they have the same name, that is, the refugees.

Now the refugees are extremely humiliated, and their faces are dull.

All things are prosperous, and all things are lost.

There may also be various struggles among the refugees in the land of the refugees, but when there are people in the underworld now insulting the refugees, their hearts are full of anger, and how much hope in their hearts is that someone can stand up for the refugees City endorsement!

The lion clan saw Liu Jimeng in the crowd.

Obviously, Liu Jimeng also heard what Xue Zhengxin said just now. At this time, Liu Jimeng's expression was also ugly, and it seemed that Liu Jimeng might have an attack at any time.

The lion clan shook his head slightly at Liu Jimeng, and signaled Liu Jimeng not to act rashly.

"This is the Vagrant City, there is no such thing as the Third Nether Son, and even if you are a descendant of the Blood Domain Lord, please pay attention to your words! You can insult me, but please don't insult our respected Vagrant Supreme!" The Venerable said.

"Hahaha!" Xue Zhengxin said with a mad smile: "Insult you? You don't want to pee to see what you are? A lowly thing like your dog is worthy of insulting me?"

"Also, I don’t want to say what I said before, don’t frighten me by that old dog of the migrant supreme. I don’t know if the old dog is really dead or exploded. He is already thankful, does he dare to come and die by himself?"

"Now, immediately disappear before my eyes, if not..." Xue Zhengxin said with a sneer.

And at this moment, a powerful pressure fell from the sky, and instantly the wheels were on Xue Zhengxin. As a strong man who had just broken through to the first level of the venerable, he could not resist this pressure and knelt with a thud. Fell to the ground.

There was a commotion among the onlookers.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Figures flashed continuously, and in a blink of an eye, fifty or sixty powerful men of the venerable level appeared on the street in front of the bar.

"Look, look, it's our Lord Lord Liu You!"

"And the Refugee Supreme! Our Supreme Lord is still alive..."

"These barbarians in the Netherworld are too arrogant, the Refugee Supreme will definitely teach these barbarians severely!"

The faces of these onlookers were filled with excitement, and the crowd moved a few meters forward involuntarily.

"My father..." Liu Jimeng whispered to himself in the crowd with tears in his eyes.

The smell of alcohol on Vagrant Supreme has not yet dissipated, and his clothes are a bit messy, but this does not affect his position among the Vagrant City refugees, especially the powerful pressure released from him, causing Xue Zhengxin to kneel. The domineering kind of falling to the ground made all the refugees present couldn't help but applaud.

The Refugee Supreme's sight swept across the crowd slowly, his gaze stern, like a sharp blade out of a sheath, the refugees just took a few steps forward, and then involuntarily backed away.

Walking in front of Xue Zhengxin, who was kneeling on the ground, he released the powerful aura of a superior person. Seeing Xue Zhengxin sneered and said: "It looks like the old dog you just mentioned is me? Now this old dog is in front of you. , Come and die!"

When this sentence was said, the coercion exerted on Xue Zhengxin by Refugee Supreme suddenly increased. Xue Zhengxin knelt on the ground, supporting his hands on the ground, barely supporting his body so that he would not be completely pressed down, but He didn't have the slightest fear on his face, but when he saw Vagrant Supreme, Xue Zhengxin laughed.

Xue Zhengxin raised his head and looked at Vagrant Supreme, and then his gaze slowly swept over Liu You, and these nobles brought by Vagrant Supreme, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and said, "Is this the strength of your Supreme Palace? Are there only so few venerables? Not enough to see them at all!"

"Not enough? There is my Refugee Supreme here, enough to deal with you little fish and shrimps! I don’t care if you are a descendant of the domain master or the queen, as long as you are in my land of my migrants, you must obey our land of migrants. The rules. What you did today makes me very angry. If I don't do anything to you, then my Refugee Supreme will really become the old dog in your mouth!" Refugee Supreme said.

As soon as the voice fell, Vagrant Supreme slammed his hand at Xue Zhengxin. His palm was drawn to Xue Zhengxin’s cheek like a flash of lightning. If this time was really drawn, the white teeth in Xue Zhengxin’s mouth could remain. How many downs are unknown.

Refugee Supreme is to let Xue Zhengxin know that neither the domain master nor the emperor can work well in the death battlefield, and the real good is his second-level powerhouse.

Seeing that the palm of the Vulture Supreme was about to be drawn on the face of Xue Zhengxin, suddenly Vulture Supreme felt a few strange energy fluctuations around him.

Huh!

Huh!

Huh!

Three consecutive figures flashed in front of the Refugee Supreme. Two of them, with sharp horns on their heads, had quick eyes and quick hands, and directly reached out to grab the right and left arms of the Refugee Supreme.

A venerable person stretched out his hand to support Xue Zhengxin, turned around and smiled at the Refugee Supreme, and said, "If you want to move my son, do you have to ask our subordinates' wishes?"

There was a shocked expression in the pupils of Refugee Supreme.

The same is in the realm of the nobles, but the energy fluctuations of the three nobles in front of the refugee supreme are not worse than him.

"Venerable Level 2 realm? This...how is this possible?" Vagrant Supreme whispered in horror.