Wang Dachun's expression changed, "What! Is He Fangfang looking for death?"

He didn't care about himself, but he was very angry when dealing with Wang Dachun, the person around him.

"Boy, you are really overestimating your abilities. You dare to go against the eldest lady even if you don't urinate and take care of yourself. You simply don't know how to live or die!" The Thousand-Hand Old Demon smiled disdainfully.

"Huh, He Fangfang is great. In that case, don't blame me for being rude!" Wang Dachun thought, and He Fangfang, who was a hundred miles away, suddenly changed his face, covered his stomach and screamed miserably, with big beads of sweat running down his face.

Drops were dripping from my forehead, and I felt as if there were ten thousand bugs burrowing through my internal organs.

Last time Wang Dachun secretly bewitched He Fangfang at Nangong Baihe's house. If He Fangfang didn't trouble him in the future, he wouldn't want to trouble her as a woman. Now it seems that this woman is still stubborn. In this case, Wang Dachun will not

Don't be polite to him anymore.

"Madam, what's wrong with you?"

"Quick, call the doctor!"

The entire Murong family suddenly became a mess.

At this moment, in the mass grave two hundred miles away, Murong Jing, Yun Zhu, and Dao Wuming were also surrounded. There were more than a dozen people surrounding them, led by two half-step pill holding masters.

It was He San, the white-bearded old man who disappeared without a trace, and a dozen or so masters. The lineup was quite powerful. This time He Fangfang was determined to eradicate Wang Dachun and the others.

Because after several days of investigation, they never discovered the so-called golden elixir master behind Wang Dachun. It turned out to be just a false alarm.

He San clasped his hands behind his back, looked at the luxury car, smashed it a few times and said, "Wang Dachun, this little beast, is quite good at enjoying beautiful cars and beauties, but it's a pity that he is usually too high-profile and won't live long!"

The white-bearded old man smiled without trace and said: "Isn't it true? To oppose the Murong family, isn't this a dung beetle pushing a dung ball and eating too much?"

The two looked at each other and laughed. In their opinion, the three half-step pills, plus a dozen or so masters, were really a sure thing. They even felt that there was no need to dispatch so many people.

The driver, Liu Xiaofei, was the one they arranged to deliberately take them to this inaccessible place to kill them and silence them.

Dao Wuming's face turned ugly, "Humph, I didn't expect it to be you again. The Murong family must be too domineering. They actually chased me here. What on earth do you want to do?"

Shen Wuxing sneered, "What are you doing! Of course I'm going to kill you." After that, he said to He San: "I'll hold this old guy back, He San, you go and capture those two girls alive, let's

Feel good first and then kill them."

"Hey, okay." He San just didn't want to face Dao Wuming, and this arrangement suited him very well. He forced himself toward Yun Zhu and Murong Jing with a grin, licked his lower lips and said, "Do it, catch them alive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dozen or so masters immediately rushed towards the two women.

Murong Jing was about to break through two realms in succession. Unexpectedly, someone came over to test the waters for her, and she couldn't help but feel refreshed. "Come on, all of you, let me show you how powerful I am." After saying that, she drew out her sword and took the initiative to greet her.

He went up and knocked a great master to the ground with one strike of his sword.

"What!" He San was surprised. When did Murong Jing become so powerful? She was weak and pitiful two days ago, but how could she become so strong in the blink of an eye? Even if she cheats, she won't do it like this, right?

.

The people around that little beast Wang Dachun are simply freaks!

What he didn't know was that Murong Jing had an exquisite body with seven orifices that was rare to see in ten thousand years. Was that an ordinary person?

As her cultivation level improved, she also began to show her prowess.

Murong Jing was a bit better, but the most exaggerated one was Yun Zhu. She was seen walking around in the crowd, beating the masters to pieces with just a pair of fleshy palms. She was so strong that she had no friends.

"Fuck!"

He San couldn't help but cursed, "Who are these people? Are girls so powerful these days?"

He San was no longer calm, and rushed towards Yun Zhu with a sway. Yun Zhu snorted slightly, and the two of them directly exchanged palms. The two of them took a few steps back at the same time. Yun Zhu fought hard with him and still managed to win.

.

hiss!

He San suddenly gasped. He couldn't even do it himself. Why did these people suddenly become so strong? They couldn't have been initiated by a master of the golden elixir, right?

Apart from this explanation, He San seemed to be unable to find a more reasonable explanation.

Thinking of this, he felt weak in his heart, fearing that a powerful golden elixir might suddenly appear.

On the other side, Wang Dachun and the Thousand-Armed Old Demon also fought. The Thousand-Armed Old Demon didn't really have a thousand hands, but his two arms were very fast, leaving afterimages that looked like

There are a thousand hands.

Wang Dachun laughed loudly, "Is this your Thousand-Hand Magical Power? It's so weak. Today I want you to see what the real Thousand-Hand Magical Power is."

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of hands suddenly appeared behind Wang Dachun. Each hand had different movements. Those dozens of hands danced at the same time, making it look like there were a thousand hands.

The Thousand-Hand Old Demon looks like he has a thousand hands, but in fact he only has two hands, while Wang Dachun actually has forty-two hands, which is not on the same level at all.

Bang bang bang...

The Thousand-Armed Old Demon took dozens of blows in an instant, and was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He had no power to fight back. This is because Wang Dachun's Thousand-Armed Tathagata has not been fully cultivated. It is still a bit illusory. If he cultivates to the level of Dacheng,

That arm is exactly the same as a real arm, that's what's amazing.

"Ah! What kind of magical power is this? How can it be so powerful!" The Thousand-Hand Old Demon was defeated by a young man with a great master's degree. He was so angry that he vomited blood. Are young people nowadays so powerful? Will they still let us?

These old people are alive!

"The magical power that will kill you!" Wang Dachun said, taking the gilded hammer in his hand and smashing it hard at the Thousand-Handed Old Demon.

That gilt hammer was a top-grade magic weapon, and coupled with Wang Dachun's Thousand-Armed Tathagata, the Thousand-Armed Old Demon felt that his fate might be sealed here if he stayed here any longer, so he immediately ran away with a feint.

"go!"

The gilded hammer in Wang Dachun's hand flew out of his hand and hit the Thousand-Hand Old Demon's back like a cannonball. With a bang, the Thousand-Hand Old Demon's body was thrown away and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but he also

Taking advantage of this momentum, he quickly escaped forward and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wang Dachun picked up the gilt hammer and couldn't help curling his lips, "This guy can run faster than a rabbit."
Chapter completed!