Kryptonians come to the second dimension

"Besides the two of you, are there any other people who don't like me and want to fight me? Just do it together."

"To be honest, these two little things are not enough to fill my teeth."

The crowd was also a little angry.

This old man is too much.

He is not challenging one of them, but everyone on the scene.

There are more than 30 people working on the purification of spiritual iron on the scene, and all of them are strong.

With so many strong people, even if each of them spits, they can drown him.

This old thing is tired of living, challenging so many people!

Long Yi said: "Shut up, I think you can only show off your eloquence."

"Jin Chanzi, let me take care of this old man, I will teach him a lesson for you."

Jin Chanzi said: "How can that be. This old man is too mean, I have to vent my anger."

The old village chief said: "You are so nagging, just like a woman. I said, let you two attack together!"

Jin Chanzi and Long Yi looked at each other and nodded: "Okay, then we will help you and attack together."

"But, if the two of us beat you to death, how should we settle the account?"

The old village chief said: "If I beat you to death, it's my own death, it has nothing to do with you."

Jin Chanzi: "Words are not enough, it's better to sign a life and death agreement!"

The old village chief laughed: "That's not necessary. Don't worry, you still have to purify the spirit iron, I won't hurt your lives."

Long Yi and Jin Chanzi's noses were crooked with anger.

This old man is really irritating.

No, I can't wait any longer, I have to act.

The two of them gritted their teeth and rushed to the old village chief: "Kill!"

The old village chief stood there with a smile on his face: "Come!"

The battle is about to start!

Everyone at the scene stopped what they were doing and watched the battle.

At the same time, Ruan Xiaojiu also brought the Great Southern King and the nine ruthless men to the Centurion Group.

Ruan Xiaojiu did not bring the Great Southern King and others directly to the Southern Centurion Group, but took them to the Northern Centurion Group first.

Ruan Xiaojiu walked along and said: "When I came to the Northern Centurion Group to collect rent that day, the Northern Camp had been deserted, and all the supplies, including the spirit stones, were gone."

"There are also traces of fighting and looting at the scene, which were left by the people of the Southern Centurion Group."

"In order to investigate the truth of the matter, I decided to go to the Southern Centurion Group. As a result, when I passed by Jin Chanzi's practice room, I found..."

What did you find?

The Great Southern King asked curiously.

Hey.

Ruan Xiaojiu sighed: "I can't describe it in words, let me take you to see it."

Ruan Xiaojiu quickly led everyone to Jin Chanzi's training room.

Seeing those rotten heads piled up into a small mountain, even the Great Southern King who had seen many storms and waves was trembling in his heart at this moment.

So cruel!

The Southern Centurion Group is really cruel!

Even if he is the Great Southern King, he can't do such a beastly act.

Just kill them, why put their heads together.

This is an anti-human behavior!

Ruan Xiaojiu said: "These are the backbones of my Northern Centurion Group. They refused to submit to the new Southern Leader, so the new leader beheaded them."

"I suspect that the new leader also wanted to subdue Ghost Foot Seven at the beginning, but Brother Seven was stubborn and refused to bend and bow his head easily, so the new leader was against Ghost Foot Seven..."

The Great Southern King clenched his fists: "The new leader, Ye Wudao, hehe!"

"Kill! He must die! Take me to meet the new leader immediately."

Yes!

Ruan Xiaojiu led everyone and went straight to the Southern Centurion Group.

It is worth mentioning that this group of people are all strong and travel very fast.

About half an hour later, they arrived at the gate of the Southern Centurion Group.

The guard at the gate recognized Ruan Xiaojiu, the rent collector of the Northern Thousands of Men Group, at a glance.