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Chapter 1468 Intimidation, bound feet (for subscription)

In fact, even if the Hell Dao King Messenger's arms are intact and his skills are at their peak, facing these more than ten innate sieges, he will definitely die, and now this ending has been brought forward.

Tick, tick, the arm hangs down weakly, the bright red blood line falls to the ground like silk, and a bloody puddle is formed in a short time, which contains the essence energy of the messenger of the king of hell. If it is obtained by a fierce beast, it can also increase physical potential.

At this time, Wang Envoy also knew that he was really at the critical point of life and death. He glanced coldly at the people in all directions, and finally turned his attention to the leader of this operation, Han Pu, and said,

"Meng Jiazi, you led people here today, and you had two traitors helping you, you really caught me by surprise.

But, are you really going to kill them all? Aren't you afraid of offending me in hell and being retaliated in the future? "

Han Pu sighed, saying the old saying, why every time he sees the coffin, he doesn't cry!
There are always some idiots in the world who think highly of themselves, thinking that they can get whatever they want, and that others have to provide for them, and they are afraid of themselves. Even if they make a little effort, they think that it is all their own ability and credit.

But once encountering a strong enemy, when life and death are involuntary, they will threaten with majesty from the forces behind them in an attempt to find a chance of life.
As for revenge from hell, Han Lu might be worried, but Han Pu doesn't care. Even without Meng Zhao, a majestic mountain standing in front of him, is he afraid of this mere rat?
Yes, the realm of Hell is rich, cruel and domineering, and ordinary people dare not provoke them for fear of being retaliated against.

However, as a warrior, one must have the courage and courage to go forward bravely and not be afraid of the sky and the earth. In addition, if you worry too much and think too much, you will fall behind.

"Hey, you make it clear, but the Dao of Hell is already under the hands of my Meng family, and it has lost two masters. Even if there is one more, it doesn't matter. My master Meng Zhao, who belongs to the Meng family, once Who are you afraid of coming?"

In Han Pu's short sentence, it can be said that he completely tore off the fig leaf of the hell way, and he almost pointed at the Wang Envoy's nose and scolded him, are you worthy of threatening us?

The Hell Dao was first led by Meng Jizu to kill a strong master, and his vitality was greatly damaged. Then Wu Huai'en, a master of the Ruthless Dao, was hired to try to assassinate Meng Zhao. He failed again, but was captured by Meng Zhao alive. The person who knows nothing.

Just like this, your hell realm has long been at odds because of the heavy losses of the Meng family. Sooner or later you will meet with each other, so how can you talk about threats?

Could it be that if you let go of a mere envoy from you, can his hell realm die down, and a truce cannot be achieved?
Wang Envoy also didn't expect Han Pu to be so brave. He didn't have the slightest awe of the top forces of the hell way, so he just tore off his fig leaf, so he was very angry and said coldly,
"Okay, okay, what a Meng family, they are too bullying, if you want to stop me, just come and see who dies first!"

The Hell Dao King Messenger seems to have some kind of unknown hole card. Faced with this situation, he is still full of confidence. He must be the one who can win in the end, not the members of the Meng family who have already driven themselves into a desperate situation.

All of a sudden, his aura soared to the sky, and his domineering posture made him look down on the spot. The two Zhu Kuan and Tu Liang, and even many innate priests of the Meng family, looked at each other in blank dismay.

They said they were scared, they were really scared, because the king's envoy was very skilled in martial arts, and now he was at the end of his battle, yet he turned his back on everyone, saying that there was no secret in it, no one believed it.

In particular, behind the king's envoy is one of the top powers in the evil way, hell way, if it has any earth-shattering secret methods, just wait for everyone to pass by, wouldn't it be a trap?

Thus, such a strange scene appeared, Hell Dao dragged an injured arm, walked out calmly, obviously surrounded by dozens of innate masters, but no one dared to stop him.

Han Pu's eyes were tearing apart, although he also knew that people from the hell realm could not be dealt with so easily.

But he never thought that such a half-dead person, relying only on false threats, would actually make his subordinates feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and let them leave.

However, he also knew that Zhu Kuan Tuliang was a new recruit, and he was not trusted by Meng Zhao, and he himself would not work hard for the Meng family.

As for those congenital worshipers, in fact, most of them were seeing that Meng Zhao's situation was getting better and better, and they came here to gain a fortune and fame, saying that they were loyal and died for Meng Zhao, let alone.

It's okay to play against the wind, but if you really fight against the wind, or even a high probability of death, it's a matter of course if you are stagnating as you are now.

However, even though the reality is like this, it doesn't mean that he can forgive him. He will report the performance of all the people today, and Meng Zhao will decide everything.

As for now, since other people are afraid of the strange tricks of the hell way and dare not do it, then he will do it himself.

Facing such a man with a crippled arm, none of his skills left, and almost hopeless, Han Pu still used [-]% of his true energy to draw out the Changyang Divine Saber hanging from his waist, and sparks burst out with a clang. The sky and the earth were extremely dark in an instant, only a little flame rose up, swaying loudly, and handed out the Foehn Slash!

The strength of the sword is illusory, but the wind of the sword is as warm as the sun, like a little hope in the darkness, a little light, although scattered, has the potential to burn the sky and start a prairie fire.

Such a saber technique, approaching lightly, full of condensed murderous intent, burns people's muscles, bones, flesh, spirit and soul!

As the envoy of the king of hell, there is no way to resist the shocking strike of this earth-level divine soldier, and he is about to die under Han Pu's strike.

Seeing this, the king's envoy had a ferocious face, his eyes were weeping blood, he clasped his palm on his chest, and muttered in his mouth, as if he was worshiping something.

In an instant, there was a bloody slit in the center of the forehead, as if opening up the space of two different dimensions, from which erupted an incomparably powerful, cold and evil force, which made people shudder. Fear abounds, and hallucinations abound.

This force soon turned into a huge hand that was turned into bloody water and white bones, and shot in all directions.

The dozen or so innate warriors who had gathered around the envoy of the Dao King of Hell suddenly felt imprisoned all over their bodies, and their bodies were facing horrific pressure. Those with meager physical cultivation actually cracked a series of penetrating scars on the surface of their skin.

This is even just caused by the aura unintentionally emitted by the bloody and bone giant hand, rather than deliberately targeting it.

Such an earth-shattering, wailing and god-crying method, other than the Grand Master's action, it is not considered two people.

(End of this chapter)