Chapter 1042 50 Million True Spirits, I Will Help You Kill You and Him

Chapter 1042 Fifty million true spirits, I will help you kill you and him

"Long Sanshao, this young master is really aggrieved!"

In the restaurant, Lin Fei couldn't help but sigh.

As soon as the burly man made his move, he was extremely brutal, killing the opponent alive in his hands.

The sacrifices and subordinates brought by Long Sanshao were all killed in the hands of the other party, not the enemy of the unity, and the face was completely lost.

"The worse the suppression, the only way I can get the maximum benefits can I give help in the snow."

In a short period of time, Long Zimo's subordinates were dead, wounded, and looked at the burly man with fear.

Many onlookers are used to it.

This kind of thing is the most common.

"My third brother, it's not good for you to invite me!" Long Zifei laughed, "Next time you want to find someone, the third brother can definitely find me, I promise to be better than you."

Longzi Fei Chi / Naked / Naked Strike.

In Dragon City, situations like this often happen.

Long Zifei never regarded his third brother as his elder brother. What kind of a maid was born, how could he be qualified to be his elder brother.

After all, a place like the Dragon Palace is all about blood.

Long Zifei's bloodline is higher than that of Long Zimo. He won a place in the Dragon Palace, plus the big tribe behind his mother, he is full of confidence.

"Hmph, whoever you choose, I don't need you to teach me, I will do it myself."

In the face of Long Zifei's aggressiveness, Long Zimo, the third brother, can't wait to slap each other to death. Anyway, he is the third young master of the Dragon Palace.

"Long Zifei, sooner or later, Master Ben will step on you under his feet, and he will never turn over for the rest of his life." Long Zimo kept calming himself down.

"As you can see, my third brother's vision is not very good. If everyone wants to be my third brother's worship, think clearly, my third brother's poor eyesight does not mean that my brother is not good. Dare to rely on a little bit of ability, I will meet you next time~~~~~Hehehe~~" Long Zifei laughed.

My good third brother, your worship and subordinates have been maimed by my people, and with these words, I see who will dare to be your worship in the future.

Long Zifei was triumphant.

Everyone heard it, and this was threatening them.

Originally, they had the intention to become the worship of the Third Young Master Long. After these words, they had to think about how they would face the anger of the Fourth Young Master Long.

"Too deceiving!"

Long Zimo's face was very ugly.

This is to prevent him from gaining a foothold and drawing wages from the bottom of the pot!

"Counterattack, we must fight back, we cannot let Long Zifei's conspiracy succeed!"

Long Zimo knew very well, "The battle of the Dragon List is about to take place, a once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity, if I can't recruit worship, my only qualifications will be stripped away, and my younger brother has always come for this qualification.

"There are 30 million true spirits out there, whoever comes out to defeat this person."

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Long Zimo fought back.

Thirty million true spirits are very painful for Long Zimo, and there is no way to do it under the situation.

30 million true spirits, defeating the burly man, caused a lot of commotion, and many people were moved.

"I come!"

Thirty million true spirits,

Let some foreign genius moved.

Isn't he just a burly man, he's still not at his fingertips.

Long Zimo showed a happy expression. He was not afraid of spending money. As long as he could defeat the opponent and lay down his arrogance, he could save some face.

"Beijing, you help this young master to entertain them!"

The burly man called Bei Qiong laughed, "Young master, don't worry."

The hope it brought was dashed in an instant.

As soon as the person came on the field, within three rounds, Bei Qiong slammed into the opponent's head and exploded the opponent's head, making it a violent mess.

"My good brother, I forgot to tell you that my subordinates have cultivated the power of a billion dragons." Long Zifei likes to see other people's expressions of despair.

The divine power of a billion dragons scared many people to stop.

After that, some people came up one after another.

As a result, they were all beaten to death by Bei Qiong's random fists.

Thirty million True Spirits is a large number. For those present, it is really not worthwhile to pay a life.

Long Zimo just started, his face was improvised, and as the people who came up were beaten to death," a heart sank to the bottom, and despair engulfed his whole body.

He knows that this time the Dragon List battle, he has no chance.

Today's scene, I believe it will spread out soon, even if it is not for these onlookers, his younger brother will also add fuel to the fire and completely ruin his reputation.

Besides, his father was afraid that he would also reprimand him.

For a time, Long Zimo felt like the sky was falling.

"Third brother, you should go home and hug the woman, hahahaha~~~" Long Zifei smiled proudly, he had already thought about it, he would let someone spread the news later, and his father should also talk about it. , Dragon List Battle is not something you can play.

With Beiqiong killing people one after another, Long Zifei believed that no one dared to come up, and he was the fourth young master of the Dragon Palace.

Long Zimo clenched his fist, the veins on his hand burst out, and finally let it go.

He dare not shoot! ! !

If he does it himself today, and he doesn't get any benefits, he is afraid that he will be beaten down. If he says it is black, his situation in the Dragon Palace will be even worse.

"Who said just now that if you beat him, there are 30 million true spirits!"

At this moment, a voice came from outside.

When Long Zimo was in despair, he suddenly heard this voice, and a surge of hope rose.

"It's this young master."

No matter who came, Long Zimo wanted to let out his anger, but he couldn't breathe, it would be hard to sleep and eat!

When the visitor saw a black-robed man coming up, and then looked at the realm of Cai Da Luo Jinxian, he couldn't help shaking his head in disappointment.

"Hahaha, I'm not going to laugh anymore. In the realm of Daluo Jinxian, my good third brother, you are becoming more and more useless." Long Zifei laughed heartily.

Long Zimo's face was even more ugly.

"What are you laughing at? Believe it or not, the old man will kill you with one punch."

The black-robed man was furious and released a terrifying aura.

"Thirty million true spirits, defeat this guy? What if you kill the opponent? How much do you give?"

The terrifying aura made many people startled.

Some skills!

Long Zimo originally wanted to refuse, but when the words came to his mouth, he changed his words, "Kill him to death, and I will give you 50 million true spirits."

The man in black robe suddenly laughed, "Father is right, it's really easy to get money in a big city. Killing one person will have 50 million True Spirits, but killing two people is not 100 million True Spirits."

When everyone heard this, they were stunned.

Dare, this is a rookie, he can say anything.

You really think 50,000,000 True Spirit is so easy to earn.

"Who is that ~~~~ Come up and let the old man beat you to death!"

The black-robed man turned a blind eye to what everyone said, and excitedly moved towards Beiqiong, hooked his fingers, and acted provocatively.

Everyone was speechless, Beiqiong's divine power reached one billion dragons, and he could kill you with a single gesture, and provocation is not so provocative. (To be continued)【】