I Can See the Experience Value

"boom----"

A violent shock wave exploded from between the two, crazily raging in the entire hall. All the valuable decorations were crushed and turned into dust.

The windows outside the room also burst directly, lasing in all directions.

The lively banquet and noisy conversation in the manor suddenly fell silent. Like a duck, the neck was strangled so hard that it could no longer make a sound.

The celebrities in the magic city all focused their eyes on that magnificent villa.

The huge air flow engulfed countless debris and spread, and the scorching wind and waves swept over everyone's faces.

Then their line of sight was occupied by a pitch-black figure. Although they couldn't see who it was, the cruel and tyrannical aura really made people's hearts tremble.

"boom!!"

The two doors of the villa made of precious wood were smashed into pieces from the inside.

A figure was blasted out in embarrassment, and he rolled to the feet of the crowd.

"Ahem..."

After a brief cough, the man raised his head.

A group of people covered their mouths in surprise. It was none other than Roger in a small transparent state in the room.

"Everyone, listen to me. Some unfriendly conflicts have occurred inside the villa. I advise you to leave here as soon as possible. Otherwise, your life will be in danger..."

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, a middle-aged man with a big belly and bald head interrupted nonchalantly.

"Mr. Minister, I am not questioning you. Everyone knows the strength of Zeng Shizi, not to mention having so many subordinates. And if I read correctly, the one who just entered is the Great Demon King. Such a powerful combination, who Will you be provocative?"

The voice fell, and there was a bang.

Several charred corpses flew out of the villa, fell to the ground and fell to pieces, like a burnt wood, without a trace of moisture inside.

"What if I say it's Shizi Zeng and the Great Demon King fighting each other?" Roger blinked,

Informed the other party the truth. Although he looked down on this group of black-hearted capitalists who followed the wind, all the people in the manor were dead.

Basically, it can be said that the economy of Shanghai has collapsed by more than half.

"boom!!"

The crowd broke out in great fear, and then ran away one by one. Fluke is a big fat man who was dismissive before, and his speed was unmatched for a while.

Humans, when encountering things related to their own life and death, can often burst out with amazing potential.

For example, now, if the sprint champion comes, he will probably have to follow behind the asses of these celebrities.

"minister!!"

On the contrary, the scavengers who are responsible for guarding the safety of the manor are going upstream.

"us......"

The captains of the various teams looked at the villa that was faintly showing signs of collapse, and opened their mouths to speak.

"Don't worry about it, just stand where you are."

Roger waved his hand immediately, just kidding!

These are the elite scavengers, how could he let this group of people participate in the battle of death?

The Son of the World Honored One VS the Great Demon King.

It completely belongs to the battlefield meat grinder, whoever touches it will die.

If you don't have that ability, it's best to stay aside obediently and wait for the two to decide the winner.

As for who is his surname Luo?

Of course it was He Xiaotian.

After all, this is "Dad"!

If it wasn't for Luo Jie's clear mind, meddling with his own strength would only cause trouble for others, and he would have rolled up his sleeves and beat the so-called heir with He Xiaotian a long time ago.

You are an alien, what are you talking about with me?

Wait until Lao Tzu resigns and breaks free from bondage.

We must "fight against the power of others" and bully aliens every day when we have nothing to do.

Dissatisfied? Find someone?

Okay, sell you all to the club of the Great Demon King, let him teach you well.

In the villa, Zeng Hong and He Xiaotian fought hard, and the two stepped back seven or eight steps.

The two sides are evenly divided, evenly matched.

He Xiaotian's devil-like face showed no trace of joy or sorrow, but just stared at Zeng Hong expressionlessly.

However, the so-called son of the World Honored One had a livid face, as if he had suffered a great insult.

To be honest, people are proud for a reason.

No matter who it is, the father is the Lord of the Stars, or someone in this group who has won the title of World Honored One, there will be a sense of arrogance.

From childhood to adulthood, it doesn't matter who it is. As long as he is not the World-Honored One of the same level as his father, even if he is the owner of a star, he should take care of his face to some extent, and boast a few words about the genius of the sky, and he will become a great weapon in the future.

On the other hand, He Xiaotian?

What is this thing! !

It's nothing more than an aborigine with a fallen star, even if it ushers in recovery. It seems that they are about to embark on glory, but who doesn't know the attitude and methods of hundreds of millions of stars towards the recovery star?

Crazy drain the resources of this planet, and then support a group of young heroes who belong to their own stars.

In the eyes of visitors from beyond the sky, the central domain is just a big cake that can be divided by others.

What's more, the Star of Recovery is really backward, in terms of cultivation, it is inferior to the Descendants of the Stars, and there are some powerful sect disciples.

And it was in this kind of land that an aborigine emerged who could fight him evenly.

It's strange that Zeng Hong has a good complexion!

You, a super hero player with countless resources piled up, go to play an ordinary-looking, ordinary novice poor trumpet. The result was a draw, and the explosion of mentality was considered light.

If you are more irritable, you may have to take a machete to greet the game company.

I spent so much money, you are making trouble for me! !

"Okay, okay, my son really wants to take you for his own use." Although Zeng Hong's mentality was not explosive, it was distorted.

He decided to make He Xiaotian the most loyal running dog under his feet.

So what if you are strong and talented?

I want to let you in this life, no.

It should be said that you can't lift your head up for life and life, and you can only pray for me to give you bones to eat.

"This is the so-called son of the World Honored One? Even me, who has been practicing for less than a year, can fight you back and forth. It seems that you people are really depraved. Indulging in the bustling world ,Inextricable."

There was not a single dirty word in He Xiaotian's words, but to Zeng Hong's ears, they were undoubtedly the most vicious words in the world.

"Next, I won't hold back!"

Zeng Hong held a silver spear, his eyes narrowed, and he was ready to go, like a beast in the jungle, catching its prey.

Once a shot is made, it will inevitably be a shocking blow, or even a fatal move.

Use this to decide the winner and restore the reputation of the son of the World Honored One.

"die----"

The gun is like a dragon, especially when you hit it with hatred. Like a tornado, the silver-white spear opened the dense black flames in the room, and stabbed straight at He Xiaotian's face.

As soon as Zeng Hongfu made a move, he was already in front of He Xiaotian, the speed was astonishing and amazing.

"rub!!"

He Xiaotian turned into a ray of fire in an extremely strange manner and disappeared into the hall. The old man and the old woman, who had been calm all the time, couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise.

Because with the two of them's powerful cultivation bases, they couldn't see through how this person dodged Shizi's fatal blow.

"?!"

Of course, Zeng Hong is a second-generation ancestor who is full of arrogance and no one looks down on him. But his background, and the father who stood at the top of the pyramid prevented him from becoming a parallel importer.

At least he can quickly stop his figure and draw back his spear to guard against He Xiaotian who may sneak attack at any time.

But the only pity is that he didn't know what he was facing was a peg.

He Xiaotian's huge body suddenly appeared from the black flame behind Zeng Hong.

This son has a good sense of fighting, and almost subconsciously turned around to stab him.

Moreover, a red flame burned on the silver-white spear.

Although the flame is small, it feels extremely dangerous.

If it is accidentally contaminated, even someone as strong as He Xiaotian may be in great trouble.

Seeing this, the two old men who stood there without moving a muscle smiled.

The prince is usually a little arrogant, but his skills are not bad.

Rejoice...

Before the two of them could smile, their faces froze in the next second.

I saw He Xiaotian opened his mouth wide in surprise, like a blue dragon swallowing water, swallowing all the air in the room into his stomach in one breath.

"hold head high----"

A roar that sounded like a dragon and an elephant sounded from his throat.

Zeng Hong turned around and stabbed at him, stiffening in mid-air.

The whole person is like a second fool, motionless.

His brain is buzzing now.

It felt like my head was blown into the sky under this violent drink like a dragon.

The consciousness is in a awake state, but it is impossible to direct one's body.

There is only one thought in my mind, it's so fucking dark!

I didn't expect that you, the Great Demon King, are five big and three rough, and give people a simple and honest image of being stupid, big and rough, but you engage in this kind of sonic skills that are specifically sinister.

I will never live with you! !

"Boom—"

He Xiaotian's harmony between dragon and elephant affects not only Zeng Hong alone, but also this expensive villa.

Roger and the others standing outside finally saw with their own eyes how the house flew into the sky.

"!!!"

The members of the various brigades were all stunned when they saw He Xiaotian's terrifying figure.

If two horns grow on his forehead, he can directly play the role of the Devil of the West without makeup.

Before Zeng Hong regained his mobility, He Xiaotian opened his mouth and sprayed again.

Endless yellow sand hit his face.

The sand and dust scraped his bones, and a face-to-face turned his handsome little face into a tabby cat.

At this moment, Zeng Hong's face was really bleeding.

And those sands, like worms, drilled into his skin, flowed into the blood, and even attached to the bones, heart-piercing or the best description.

Even the soul felt a tearing sensation, and the pain was so painful that one couldn't help but cry out in pain.

For a moment, he couldn't help but let go of his hand holding the silver spear.

This is not over yet, He Xiaotian has always been a ruthless character who believes in pestering you and killing you.

How could he let go of this great opportunity to bury the enemy?

"Give up!!"

A big hand covered with pitch-black flames gripped the silver-white spear.

Then came a burst of irresistible force, before Zeng Hong could wrestle, the next moment a big foot was viciously raised.

"boom!!"

"Aw—"

Zeng Hong's eyes protruded, and the eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes. His mouth was slightly opened, and a little saliva flowed out.

And that scream scared all the scavengers present and shivered all over.

He Xiaotian felt that the force on the spear was loosened, and he immediately increased his strength, and snatched the second-tier treasure.

Then he raised two fingers with his idle left hand, and closed the eyes of Zeng Hong, who had lost his children and grandchildren.

"A thief dares!!"

The two old men who stood watching the battle quit.

There is something like you!

Just popped the enemy's egg, now ready to buttonhole the ball.

Why are your moves more indecent than the other?

There was an overwhelming force coming from behind. If it were an ordinary person, they might give up, so they would save their lives first.

But, is He Xiaotian an ordinary person?

He is not human at all! !

His heart turned sharply, and after assessing the possible injuries he might suffer, he decided to continue to fight hard.

Aren't you noble?

One by one the natives yelled, their words extremely insulting.

I will show you today what it means to be barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes.

"puff----"

"boom----"

The former is the sound of He Xiaotian inserting his fingers into Zeng Hong's eye sockets, while the latter is the sound of two old men attacking and falling on his back.

"boom!!"

The two turned into rolling gourds, rushed out together, and then smashed hard on the ground to separate.

"what!!"

Zeng Hong, who was buttonholed tragically, let out a mournful cry.

He covered his face with both hands, traces of blood spilled from his fingers, the scene looked extremely tragic.

On the other hand, He Xiaotian stood up as if nothing had happened.

Of course, he was not as relaxed as he appeared on the surface.

At least the pair of huge dragon wings are now tattered with only a little skin left to connect to the back.

"Hiss!"

He Xiaotian grabbed the wing with his backhand, then pulled it off without hesitation, and threw it at his feet.

Black flames cling to it, burning to ashes in an instant.

"My son, my son! How are you?"

The two old men helped Zeng Hong's body and asked with concern.

"Kill him! Kill him!!"

Zeng Hong's mentality at this time completely collapsed.

I have practiced tricks with others in the past, where have I seen such shameless tricks?

Kick in the crotch for a while, useless offspring. After a while, I will lose my eyeballs, and I will risk my life with you.

It can only be said that the world is dangerous.

The old woman didn't immediately turn around and attack He Xiaotian, but took out a white jade porcelain bottle from her bosom, and poured it on Zeng Hong's eyes.

A breath that made people feel ecstatic came out, and He Xiaotian even felt that the injury on his back had been relieved a little.

He stared at the porcelain bottle in the old woman's hand, showing greed.

Proper magic medicine! !

Just smelling the smell can have an effect on the injury.

If he drank it, he might not be able to heal his injury immediately.

He is worthy of being the heir of a big family and a big business, and he has a lot of good things about him.

The old man turned around and looked at He Xiaotian with fierce eyes.

If the World Honored One knows about this matter, the two of us, let alone their future, may be tortured forever and ever. Only when their souls are gone can they be forgiven.

Now the first step to recover is of course to kill the native who hurt the son! !

"The thief will die—"