Chapter 1152 Elder Jiang Is Unwilling to Accept the Defeat

Elder Jiang who is not convinced

"Black boy, who do you think is a waste?"

An elder said angrily.

"I'm talking about you...and you, you, you guys are all trash!"

Hei Bao opened his mouth and pointed everyone one by one with his fingers.

"That's unreasonable! I, the elder, will be the first to do it to you!"

With that said, he raised his hand and grabbed Heibao.

"Arrogant! So arrogant!"

"Hmph! You are overestimating your abilities!"

"Elder Jiang, cripple his limbs and let him live like a maggot every day from now on!"

“…”

Hei Bao's arrogance aroused public anger. They all gnashed their teeth and wished to destroy Hei Bao immediately.

hey-hey…

Hei Bao didn't care at all.

Seeing the seven-star war master's claw carrying a powerful aura, he also raised his right hand

Hand, grab it.

"Black boy, are you in a hurry to give me an arm?"

"Then I won't be polite. I'll break it first!"

A fierce look flashed across Elder Jiang's eyes.

Just as everyone in Ziyan Mountain was gloating about their misfortune, the two of them clashed with each other in a move that they refused to give in to.

Click!

The palms of the two were entangled, and it was unknown whose arm was broken.

"Elder Jiang, well done!"

"Today's young people just don't know their own abilities. Don't they know how much they weigh?"

"You're right. If you don't teach them a profound lesson, you really don't know how high it will be today!"

"Elder Jiang, pull off the black boy's arm!"

“…”

They laughed as hard as they could, but they couldn't see Elder Jiang's expression.

Elder Jiang regretted it to death at this moment.

I was careless and fooled!

This black boy pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger, and his strength is no worse than him.

Unexpectedly, my wrist was broken and I am now struggling to hold on.

How can I still have the strength to tear off his arm? It would be good if it doesn't get torn off.

Cold sweat has wetted his back.

The opponent's power is getting stronger and stronger.

He felt that his entire right arm was starting to go numb, and he might be about to lose consciousness.

no! We cannot remain passive like this and must fight back immediately.

His left hand quickly grabbed Heibao's right hand.

Heibao stood still.

The corner of his mouth curled up.

"It's useless if I ask you to add two feet."

Elder Jiang didn't say anything, and grabbed Hei Bao's wrist with his left hand, exerting force.

"Let go!"

Heibao's right hand didn't move at all.

Elder Jiang felt as if his left hand was grasping a piece of cold iron.

The other person's wrist seemed to have no warmth at all.

And there was still a hint of cold air.

But there was no time to think too much.

He yelled again: "Let go!"

"Hehe! It's useless, even if you shout to break your throat, it's useless."

Hei Bao raised his left hand and patted Elder Jiang on the shoulder.

"I don't believe you are made of iron. Stop talking sarcastically to me here..."

Just about to continue to break Hei Bao's fingers.

His expression suddenly froze, as if he had thought of something.

He looked sideways at his shoulder, and then at Hei Bao's left hand that he had just withdrawn.

Suddenly, all the hairs on his body stood up.

this…

My whole body was full of fighting spirit and I was always on guard, but he actually patted my shoulder twice easily.

If he had killed me just now, wouldn't my life have been over immediately?

There’s something wrong with the style of painting!

The people behind Elder Jiang saw and heard.

Just when he was wondering, Heibao smiled sinisterly.

At the same time, his right hand jerked.

Click!

Elder Jiang's arm was pulled off.

uh-huh!

Elder Jiang let out a muffled groan and retreated decisively.

He quickly stopped the blood spurting from his right arm, turned pale, and stared at Hei Bao bitterly.

hey-hey…

Heibao shook the severed arm in his hand.