The Magnificent God of War

Black Mountain looked at the Lord, with a smile on his face, with a hint of irony.

"You would pick a place and find such a Taoist temple."

He stood there like an insurmountable mountain!

His body is majestic and powerful!

"Call me whatever you want,"

The Lord sat there and slowly raised his head, "What I promised you, and now I have done it, what about the things you promised me?"

He stared at Black Mountain, stretched out his hand and slowly took off his mask.

"Twenty years, it's time to return her to me."

He looked a little weak, said a few words, there was no blood on his face, and he breathed slightly.

The Lord took out a box from his arms, opened it gently, took out a six-page boxing sheet, shook it, and put it back carefully, looking up at Heishan.

He is waiting for Montenegro's answer.

Montenegro could tell that the Lord was forcibly cheering up.

Seeing this, he was even more proud.

"As a commandment elder and a person who breaks the rules of the family, I can't be merciless!"

"I have punished her to face the wall and think about it so far. I haven't directly handed her over to the Patriarch. It's already a chance for you. Don't know what is good or bad."

The Lord's face changed.

"What do you mean?"

"Forgot to tell you, she is dead."

Montenegro wrote lightly.

As he spoke, he looked at the Lord's expression and the expectation in the Lord's eyes. He gradually became surprised and surprised, and then he couldn't believe it, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"Are you surprised? Twenty years! Twenty years! Do you think she can wait for you for twenty years?"

Black Mountain laughed wildly, looking at the Lord’s gradually savage face, and laughed presumptuously, "I tell you, in the second year you worked for me, she died!"

"Rebelling against the clan rules, and falling in love with you, a vulgar child, is she worthy of the Fang family? She is ruining the reputation of the Fang family!"

Black Mountain yelled, "I am already helping her if I don't hand her over!"

"Ahem--"

When the Lord heard this, he immediately opened his mouth, wowed out a mouthful of blood, pointed at Black Mountain, his eyes were full of crazy killing intent!

"Hate me?"

Seeing the Lord vomit blood and his face became paler, he only confirmed at this moment that the Lord was indeed injured.

And the injury is not light.

"I killed her myself."

"you wanna die!"

The Lord screamed and slapped his palm on the ground, and the whole person bounced and swept towards the Black Mountain.

"boom!"

Two fists slammed together, making a loud noise!

"Hahaha, you really got hurt!"

From this fist, Montenegro can feel that the internal injury of the Lord is not light, and it does not even have much strength. What is the use of softness?

He screamed, murderous in his eyes, no longer concealing it.

"Today, I took the boxing score and killed you by the way! Those who betrayed me are not qualified to live anymore!"

Montenegro is moving!

He used his strength for the first time, only when he raised his fist, it was as if even the air had been compressed by him, and a series of bursts of air made people scream in their ears!

One punch!

Violent and strong? Lu Wushan and Wu Shanwu serve as a servant?

The master did not retreat in the slightest, fists with both hands, Ji Dao boxing, more and more violent.

Twenty years of ten years, enough for him to study a page of boxing, so that his strength is not known how much better than in the past.

The two immediately fought fiercely.

boom!

boom!

boom!

dusty!

The sound of fists and kicks made the ears rumbling.

"Hate me! Hate me! Hate me!"

Black Mountain yelled, "I told you, when I killed her, she was still begging me, begging me to let you go, she knelt down and beg me!"

"die!"