Super Dragon Cultivation System

Hong Hu took all the performances of Zhu Yan and others in his eyes and was very refreshed.

He likes to look at the pain of others, and when he wants to return, but dare not fight back.

There used to be a small family with more than 300 people.

No matter men, women, young or old, or masters and subordinates, he was killed by coral sticks one by one.

Now (kill sha) after the death of two young Suzaku sects, he suddenly has an interest.

"I said just now, whoever makes you talk up stands, who keeps you from being obedient!"

Hong Hu made a look that I was very unwilling (love qing) willing (kill sha) you.

Click!

All the disciples who had mocked Hong Hu just now stood up.

They don't want to die.

Once upon a time, disciples of Suzaku were complimented wherever they went.

But this time seems to have gone bad luck. First, the soul frightened by Zhang Xing and the dragon was scattered.

Now threatened by the Seventy-two War Generals.

This loss of Suzaku who has always been high above him could not adapt.

Fortunately, Zhang Xing did not abuse (kill sha) the innocent, and it was still acceptable to be their suzerain.

The Seventy-two War will be far more scary in their hearts than Zhang Xing.

Because they are aliens, or the younger generation of (sha) human race, the coral race full of evil.

"Hey! Don't you just stand up early? I admire those young people who dare to act.

But it's too late to stand up now. "

Hong Hu's ridiculous watch (Qing Qing) shook the coral branch in his hand.

He was playing these young disciples. In his eyes, (kill sha) is no different from (kill sha) a group.

Hearing Honghu teasing them like this, some disciples shivered in fear (some sh n), some bite the roots of their teeth and show unyielding anger.

"I remember the happiest you just shouted, and what else said to kill me now?"

Hong Hu smirked and looked at a disciple in the crowd and slowly raised the coral branch.

"I ... yes, that's what you-eld-lord said, come (kill sha) me, frown and I'm your grandson!"

He was dead horizontally and vertically. The disciple stubbed his neck and shouted with his fists clenched.

"Hmm! I'm (very ting) strong, I like (kill sha) young people of this ethnicity."

Hong Hu said, in his eyes (exposed) a bloodthirsty look.

He waved.

puff!

There was an extra blood hole in the forehead of that disciple.

(身 sh n) The body slowly fell in the crowd.

The surrounding brothers hurriedly supported him and wanted to be rescued, but ...

"Brother Zhou ...."

Another disciple next to him (body sh n) bleeds blood through his eyes and cracks.

"Brother Zhou, I want to get revenge on you, I fight with him!"

Then, the disciple rushed out of the crowd with his teeth.

"No!"

"Brother is back!"

"Back down!"

Some teachers and brothers shouted in haste, and Zhu Yantang also hurried to stop.

However, the disciple rushed to Hong Hu (body sh 身 n) in general, and punched with a punch.

puff!

After the sound of broken bones, the disciple raised his fist, (body sh n) shaped as if being frozen, motionless.

Similarly, a **** hole was pierced through his forehead.

Hong Hu hummed indifferently, unable to control himself.

"Are you very angry? Do you all want to kill me immediately?"

Hong Hu's eyes began to glance from the crowd.

Whenever he met his cruel and full-hearted look, everyone in Suzakutang bowed his head unconsciously.

"Huh! A bunch of waste!"

Hong Hu turned to look at Zhu Yan.

"I'm going to kill them one by one until your suzerain comes out.

If you don't want these disciples to die, it's best to call him immediately! "