Chapter 1042 Fifty million true spirits, I will help you kill you and him
"Third Young Master Long, this eldest young master, is really aggrieved!"
In the restaurant, Lin Fei couldn't help but sigh.
When the burly man took action, his methods were extremely cruel, and he beat the opponent to death in a matter of seconds.
Eighty-eight of the offerings and subordinates brought by Third Master Long were killed at the hands of the other party. They were not the same enemy, and their face was completely lost.
"The more severe the suppression, the more I can get the maximum benefit by providing help in times of need."
In a short period of time, Long Zimo's men were dead and wounded, and he looked at the burly man with fear in his eyes.
Many of the onlookers are used to it.
This kind of thing is the most common.
"My third brother, it's not a good idea to invite someone like you!" Long Zifei laughed, "Next time you need to find someone, third brother can definitely come to me. I guarantee he will be better than you."
Ryuko Feichi/naked/naked blow.
In Dragon City, situations like this often happen.
Long Zifei has never regarded his third brother as his elder brother. How does a bastard who was born from a maid have any qualifications to be his elder brother.
After all, a place like the Dragon Palace is all about blood.
Long Zifei's bloodline is higher than that of Long Zimo, and he has won a place in the Dragon Palace, and with the large tribe behind his mother, he is full of confidence.
"Humph, I don't need to teach you who to choose, I can do it myself."
Faced with Long Zifei's aggressiveness, Long Zimo, the third brother, wanted to slap him to death. After all, he was the third young master of the Dragon Palace. When was he bullied, he hired a killer and swept away his worshipers and subordinates.
"Long Zifei, sooner or later, I will trample you under my feet, and you will never be able to stand up for the rest of your life." Long Zimo kept trying to calm down.
"As you can see, my third brother's eyesight is not very good. If anyone wants to be my third brother's worshiper, you must think clearly. My third brother's poor eyesight does not mean that my brother is not good.
Dare to rely on your skills. Next time I run into him~~~~~hehehe~~~~" Long Zifei chuckled.
My good third brother, your priests and your subordinates have been maimed by my people. In addition to these words, I wonder who will dare to become your priests in the future.
Long Zifei was very proud.
Everyone heard it and it was threatening them.
They had originally planned to become the worshipers of Third Master Long, but after these words, they had to consider how to face the anger of Fourth Master Long next.
"That's too much!"
Long Zimo's face was very ugly.
This is to prevent him from being able to gain a foothold and drain him from the bottom of the cauldron!
"Counterattack, we must fight back, we can't let Long Zifei's conspiracy succeed!"
Long Zimo knew very well that the Dragon Ranking War was about to take place. It was a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. If he failed to attract worshipers, his only qualifications would be stripped away. His younger brother had always come here just for this qualification.
"I have produced 30 million true spirits. Who can defeat this man?"
Gritting his teeth, Long Zimo fought back.
Thirty million true spirits are very painful for Long Zimo, and there is nothing that can be done under the circumstances.
Thirty million true spirits defeated the burly man, causing a lot of commotion and making many people's hearts flutter.
"I come!"
Thirty million true spirits moved some outside geniuses.
Isn't he just a burly man? He's easy to catch.
Long Zimo looked happy. He was not afraid of spending money, as long as he could defeat the opponent. He could lose some arrogance and save some face.
"Beiqiong, please help me entertain them!"
The burly man named Bei Qiong chuckled, "Don't worry, young master."
The hope it brought was shattered in an instant.
As soon as the newcomer came on stage, within three rounds, Bei Qiong made a close collision and blew the opponent's head off, leaving him in a mess.
"My good brother, I forgot to tell you that my subordinates have cultivated one billion dragon powers." Long Zifei likes to see other people's desperate expressions.
The divine power of a billion dragons frightened many people into stopping their steps.
After that, some people came up one after another.
In the end, they were all beaten to death by Bei Qiong with random punches.
Thirty million true spirits is not a small number. For those present, it is really not cost-effective to sacrifice even one life.
Long Zimo's expression was just okay at first, but as the people who came up one by one were beaten to death, his heart sank to the bottom, and despair wrapped around his body.
He knew that he had no chance in this Dragon Ranking battle.
I believe that today's scene will spread out soon. Even if it is not these onlookers, my brother will add fuel to the fire and completely ruin his reputation.
In addition, his father may also reprimand him.
For a moment, Long Zimo felt as if the sky was falling.
"Third brother, you should go home and hug the woman, hahahaha~~~~" Long Zifei smiled proudly. He had already thought about it. He would have people spread the news later, and his father would also have a good talk.
, Dragon List Battle is not something you can play.
With Beiqiong beating people to death one after another, Long Zifei believed that no one would dare to come up. He was the fourth young master of the Dragon Palace.
Long Zimo clenched his fist, veins popped out in his hand, and finally let it go.
He didn't dare to take action!!!
If he takes action in person today and cannot get any benefits, he is afraid that he will be beaten down, and his situation in the Dragon Palace will be even worse.
"Who said just now that if you defeat him, you will get 30 million true spirits!"
At this moment, there was a sound outside.
When Long Zimo was in despair, he suddenly heard this voice and felt a surge of hope.
"It's Mr. Ben."
No matter who the visitor is, Long Zimo wants to vent his anger. If he can't vent his anger, he will have trouble sleeping and eating!
When the visitors saw a man in black robes coming up and looked at the realm of Caidaluo Jinxian, they couldn't help but shake their heads in disappointment.
"Hahaha, there is no need to laugh to death. In the realm of Daluo Jinxian, my good third brother, you are becoming more and more useless." Long Zifei laughed heartily.
Long Zimo's face became even more ugly.
"Why are you laughing? Believe it or not, I will kill you with one punch."
The man in black robe was furious and released a terrifying aura.
"Thirty million true spirits, defeat this guy? What if he kills the opponent? How much do you give?"
The terrifying aura left many people stunned.
He has some skills!
Long Zimo wanted to refuse, but when the words came to his lips, he changed his mind and said, "Kill him, and I will give you 50 million true souls."
The man in black robe suddenly laughed, "Father is right. It is easy to make money in big cities. If you kill one person, you will get 50 million true spirits. If you kill two people, you will get 100 million true spirits."
When everyone heard this, they were stunned.
I'm sorry, this is a rookie, he can say anything.
Do you really think that 50 million true souls are so easy to earn?
"Who is that~~~~ Come up here and let me punch you to death!"
The man in black robe turned a blind eye to everyone's words, and excitedly raised his fingers towards Beidong, a completely provocative behavior.
Everyone was speechless. Beiqiong's magical power reached a billion dragons. He could kill you with just a few movements of his hands. He was not that provocative.