Chapter 42 Those who hurt my loved ones, die!

At that time, Ling Batian was only 20 years old, with only a few hundred catties of strength, and there were still 18,000 miles away from the initial power situation. Where was the opponent of Nanfeng Qu?

If it hadn't been for the young and talented Ling Batian, Nanfeng Qu almost killed this guy at that time, but Nan Feng Qu finally committed the problem of charity and let Ling Ba Tian go.

If it is another person, after this incident, he will definitely feel the kindness of Nanfeng Qu's non-killing. But bullying is not this kind of person. He is cruel and vicious, but he regards that experience as a great shame in his life.

Lu Wei's overthrow of Nanfeng Qu's rule is the result of bullying. Now decades later, the two finally met. How could he not humiliate Nanfeng Qu?

In the past, the director of Beiyu District is just a lingering old man, but he has become the director of Dongsheng District, which ranks among the top three in 36 districts. His own strength has reached its peak, and he is a master with 9,000 pounds of strength.

"Well, old man, you took advantage of my offer. The grievances of our two districts are all on you. You won't miss this opportunity, will you? Ling Tian's short figure and lush hair on his face, this sinister smile is like a cunning beast, violent and insidious.

Nanfeng's face was blue and white. In those years, he thought of women's benevolence, but he didn't expect to bring such a powerful enemy to Beiyue District. If he knew today, he should have killed this bastard cruelly.

But since the big mistake has been made, it is impossible to turn back, but it makes this old director many years old in an ass, as if he can drive to the west at any time.

He stared angrily at the bullying sky, but couldn't say a word. He integrated the spirit of a barbarian beast. His strength barely reached 2,000 catties, which was really too different from the bullying sky. He could not easily agree to the bullying sky.

"Haha! The old guy is scared, this old guy is scared!" Ling Batian has not regarded Nanfeng Qu as his opponent for a long time. An old man who survives is not qualified to be his opponent. This time he came to control the beast. He laughed unscrupulously and said, "This old man is also afraid of death. Haha, he is also afraid of death!"

Sun Gang immediately patted his horse and shouted, "In front of the director's prestige, who is not afraid of death? This North oak area is a group of local chickens and dogs, which can't beat the prestige of the director.

"That's right!"

Ling Batian liked to listen to these flattered words. He laughed and said, "Nanfeng Qu, it seems that you really can't do it. You don't even have the courage to die. You are just a dead dog that survives."

Death is a trivial matter. Nanfeng Qu has lived his life and has seen through it for a long time. He is afraid that Ling Batian will humiliate him and hit the fighting will of the people in Beilu District.

"Ling Ba Tian, are you still shameless?"

The little madman was furious and jumped out angrily and scolded, "What's the ability to bully an old man who is about to enter the ground? If you have the ability, you can give me three years, and I can beat you.

"Hahahaha!"

Ling Ba Tian laughed and stared at the little madman with great interest and said, "I didn't expect that there were still high-level martial artists in the depressed North oak area. Boy, you are Qin Ye, right? It's not easy to cultivate to 6,500 pounds at a young age. I obediently hand over the means of controlling the beast, and I won't spare you to die.

The little madman laughed and said, "It turned out that he came here to control the beast. Yes, I am your grandfather Qin Ye. The beast control means are in my head. If you have the ability, you can take it yourself."

"Little madman!" As soon as he heard that the little madman called himself Qin Ye, the people in Beiyue District were anxious. This was the way to die. Qin Songhao shouted unbearably, but was stopped by the south wind.

"That's good. Anyway, we can't break the incense in the North oak area. Get ready to fight."

"Okay, I'm going to cut off your head. Let's see how dare you be arrogant?" Ling Batian was furious by the little madman's words. He waved his hand to the back and shouted, "Come on, don't leave one, kill them all!"

With this roar, hundreds of warriors in Dongsheng District roared together, pulled out their weapons and rushed up.

"Kill!"

The warriors in the North oak area were fearless. They pulled out their weapons and rushed out.

"Two*, you intercept the bully with the little madman, how long can you delay, and let us kill a few more bastards in Dongsheng District!" The south wind is old and strong, holding a long iron wooden stick, white hair and beard, full of murderous spirit.

"Okay, be careful!"

2* pulled out the meteorite sword, nod very calmly at Nanfeng Qu and Qin Songhao, took a few steps forward, and stood side by side with the little madman.

"Two*, our brother is begging to die together today!" The little madman patted Er*'s shoulder fiercely and swept his eyes to the bullying sky like electricity. "Ling bullying the sky, come on, let our brothers teach you the trick."

"Tread!"

"Shidevouring Defense!"

The skills of the mammoth and the stone-eating rat were launched at the same time, but Ling Batian just smiled coldly, "Only you two little dolls are looking for death!"

"Northern Swordsmanship!"

The elite meteorite sword in Lingbatian's hand burst out a faint light, and the speed of the whole person was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of the two* and the little madman. A little sword light immediately broke the little madman's trampling skills and two* stone-eating defense.

2* and the little madman fell back more than ten meters and hit the ground heavily. Several bones were broken, and he couldn't help spitting blood in his mouth.

"It's too stress to kill you. If you don't want to suffer too much, just hand over the means of controlling the beast."

One move hit a middle-level martial artist and a high-level martial artist. The letter horse performed by the reed. As soon as his wrist turned over, the elite meteorite sword was taken back and forced to the second * and the little madman step by step, full of murder.

On the other side, the battle between the two district law enforcement teams could not be divided for a while.

Dongsheng District has the advantage of many people, but including Nanfeng Qu and Qin Songhao, there are 40 warriors who integrate the spirit of barbarians, with an average strength of 1,500 catties.

Two to three law enforcement teams in Dongsheng District besieged a law enforcement team member in North Li District, but they couldn't take advantage of it at all.

And this is the case that the law enforcement team members in the North oak area have recently integrated the spirit of the barbarian beast and are not proficient in the skills of the barbarian beast.

Otherwise, Pengxi Island will have a record of winning more with less for the first time in history, and the face of Dongsheng District will be completely lost.

Seeing Ling Ba Tian defeat the two most powerful masters in the North Li District with one move, Zhu Kun and Sun Gang's faces are very ugly. If they can't even equalize the law enforcement teams that have not reached the initial situation of the North Li District, Ling Ba Tian can tear them to pieces.

"Qin Songhao, die!"

Zhu Kun found Qin Songhao in the crowd in the North oak area, shouted in a low voice, cut him with a short knife, and immediately cut the iron and wooden stick in Qin Songhao's hand into two pieces.

"Zhu Kun!" The enemy was particularly jealous when they met. Qin Songhao hated the bastard to the bone, and immediately rushed over with an iron and wooden stick in one hand.

"I'm in a hurry to die, but I won't let you die!" Zhu Kun's right hand was injured by Qin Ye. Now he uses a knife with his left hand. Although it is not as powerful as before, it is not difficult to deal with Qin Songhao at all.

The two passed more than ten moves in an instant. Under Zhu Kun's intention of deliberately pulling out the front, the two were dozens of meters away from the battlefield.

"Qin Songhao, I didn't come here to kill people today." Qin Songhao made a false move and suddenly whispered to Qin Songhao.

Qin Songhao was stunned, not to kill people. Why did so many people come to Dongsheng District?

"Zhu Kun, do you think I will believe your words? Come on, I'll die with you today!"

"Much!" Zhu Kun was angry from his heart, and the short knife in his hand suddenly became fierce. When there was a chopping, Qin Songhao was forced to be helpless.

"Qin Songhao, it is the idea to bring people to kill the northern oak area. However, I can guarantee you that as long as you ask your son to hand over the means of controlling the beast, I can find a way to spare your family's life.

"Haha!" Qin Songhao laughed. Just now, when the little madman thought he was Qin Ye, he was wondering why Zhu Kun didn't break it. Dare that this bastard had a rebellious heart against bullying the sky and wanted to swallow the means of controlling the beast alone.

"Zhu Kun, do you think I will believe you?" Qin Songhao saw the opportunity, suddenly threw away two iron wooden sticks, used his palms as weapons, and suddenly burst into a violent momentum.

"Bear Palm Skill!"

His palms seemed to have suddenly turned into two barbarians, fiercely hitting Zhu Kun's forehead.

"Barbarian skill, you are looking for death!"

A resentment flashed in Zhu Kun's eyes, but he did not dare to touch Qin Songhao's palms. In a panic, he chopped with a knife. He took the opportunity to quickly retreat.

Even so, his face was still swept by the bear's paw skill, leaving three deep blood.

The smell of blood made Zhu Kun completely angry. Qin Songhao must die. Anyway, Qin Ye has been hidden, and he may not be able to find it. As long as he is not found by Lingba, he still has a chance.

"Qin Songhao, since you don't want to live, I will complete you!"

Zhu Kun's eyes were congested, emitting a violent atmosphere like a beast. He suddenly stimulated barbarism, and the knife in his hand became brighter. He cut off the air and roared at Qin Songhao's head.

A high-level warrior's full blow, with a strong momentum with a fierce atmosphere like a beast, is naturally not something that Qin Songhao, a warrior who has barely reached the initial realm of power, can resist.

Under the attack, he only felt that his whole body was tightly pressed by a majestic mountain, and the breath of death enveloped his whole body. The cold air flowed rapidly in his body and had no vitality.

"Ye'er, Xin'er, Dad can't take care of you anymore. You must live well..."

Qin Songhao roared to the sky, and his body suddenly burst into a crackling sound. He actually broke through Zhu Kun's pressure, forcibly raised his strength to 3,500 jin, and once again urged the bear paw skill.

"Zhu Kun, let's die together!"

Seeing that Qin Songhao could forcibly improve his strength before his death, Zhu Kun was also a little surprised, but the power of 3,500 catties was simply a joke in his opinion.

"Unless you can increase to seven thousand pounds at once, you still have to die. Haha, go to hell!"

Zhu Kun smiled brutally, quickly pressed down with a short knife, and arrived at Qin Songhao's forehead in the blink of an eye.

"Those who hurt my relatives, die!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the hillside not far away, and then a strange image of the ground shot like an arrow, and arrived in the blink of an eye.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly rose in Zhu Kun's soul. He suddenly withdrew his knife and crazily cut at the coming person.

"Those who hurt my relatives, die!"

The man shouted again, and a huge fist hit Zhu Kun's short knife.

Hearing a blast, Zhu Kun felt that thousands of pounds of power came from the knife, and then he watched the knife break into several pieces.

But the fist did not stop, passing through the fragments of the knife and hitting him on his body.

Bang!

A dull voice sounded on Zhu Kun's body. He only felt that the ribs in his chest were all broken, and then his heart was severely coliced, and then he lost his pain.

"Hey, Qin Ye..." Zhu Kun's heart burst, and the vitality passed in an instant. At the last moment, he finally saw the face of the person, but a strange smile floated on his face, and then slowly fell to the ground.