"Eunuch, what should we do now?" A certain goat-bearded man in charge of the execution turned his attention to the old eunuch and took a sneak peek at Xuanhuang.
"Don't worry about this stinky beggar! Execute him immediately!!" Wang Gonggong stretched out an index finger and shouted angrily.
Seeing that the big man's whip was swiped at Dong'er first, Xuanhuang burst into anger. He rushed behind him, grabbed the whip, and slapped the man in the face with a sharp slap, "You bastard! I told you to stop.
Are you tired of living if you still take action?"
Just as Wang Gonggong was about to have a fit, he saw the big man who had been slapped by Xuanhuang and was flying towards him without much foresight, so he hurriedly dodged.
Xuanhuang ripped off the rope that bound Dong'er, took a few steps in the air, and suddenly landed in front of the prince. He grabbed the old guy's throat and said, "You are a naughty dog who relies on human power. I will send you to the underworld first."
, let you also taste the taste of death."
"Little grandpa, have mercy on me..." The prince collapsed and immediately begged for mercy and surrender without any integrity.
Xuanhuang hates these kind of people who bully good people with all their teeth and claws, but they are as courageous as rats.
Just as she was about to strike the fat eunuch to death with one strike, so that he would not stay in the world and continue to harm others, there was a sudden sound of wind, and a sword blast followed by a deafening shout suddenly bumped into her.
"Ah!" Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Little brother, pay attention, it is Zou Dabing, the twelve-star warrior of Zhennan Palace!"
Of course it was Cheng Peng who raised the point. He was shaken by Yun Qi and was almost in a mess, although he personally thought that the little brother Xuanhuang might not lose to Zou Dabing.
Xuanhuang leaned forward and dodged a sharp sword wind, and said with a crisp smile, "Beat him? Okay! I'll beat him into a ball of pie!"
"Pfft... Hahaha!" The crowd onlookers even broke out in a cold sweat for her, but they couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Cheng Peng's eyelids twitched, the corner of his mouth tilted, and he glanced at Yun Qi cautiously, "Xiao Qi, it's not that I don't want to mention Brother Xuanhuang, but she is really talented."
As soon as he spoke, in just three or two seconds, Zou Dabing jumped into Xuanhuang's eyes with his sword in hand.
Wearing a blood-red shirt and having decent facial features, Zou Dabing didn't say anything, but he first gave Xuanhuang the Seventeen or Eighty Sword. The sword was extremely sharp, and although it had no gimmicks, he was victorious because of his immense strength.
"I heard that this Zou Dabing is a red-clothed disciple of the Kunlun Sword Sect. Don't worry, my lord, he will definitely be able to deal with that stinky beggar. See, he's very powerful!"
Xuanhuang calmly dodged three of his moves and slipped out a black short stick from his sleeve. He clasped the stick with his fingers and jerked his wrist. The stick doubled in size and a faint blue light appeared in it.
Flash around.
"Hit the big cake!" Xuanhuang yelled and used his stick to intercept his three-foot green spear.
The stick circled the long sword twice, and with a whoosh, the sword in Zou Dabing's hand flew out of his hand.
"Wow!" Wang Gonggong and Lord Goat Beard exclaimed.
Seeing the sword "clang" nailed in the middle of their seats, they were so frightened that they lowered their heads and crawled into the table.
At the same time, the stick in Xuanhuang's hand struck Zou Dabing in the stomach, knocking him away.
"Bang" is the free fall of the surname Zou.
The stick in Xuanhuang's hand suddenly hit his back, "Hit the pie!"
"Bang!" The man named Zou had just crawled an inch off the ground when he was hit with a stick and almost vomited blood and fell to the ground.