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Chapter 1772 Father and Son Cannibalism (3) ([-])
"Boy, you are courting death!"

Being scolded by someone pointing at his head, the martial arts senior who sent out two disciples couldn't bear it all at once, and a sharp ghost knife came out of its sheath behind his back, and pointed at Wang Haitian with a sinister knife aura.As soon as this person made a move, someone behind him cheered and said: "Senior Daodu Qiankun, good!"

"Knife breaks the universe!" It is really a domineering nickname, and it is also the stunt of this person's fame!But this guy, who doesn't call out moves, is really not good.He is not a good person, but the knife is really good. The knife slashed at Wang Haitian like this, as if it wanted to cut everything off.

Wang Haitian's hands condensed two blood-colored knives. Without any moves, he cut off everything with a powerful knife intention. Living.

"Fuck your sister!"

He has been famous for many years, but he never expected that the most powerful move would be blocked by such a junior. The moment the knife cut through the god of heaven and earth, Wang Haitian kicked him on the lower abdomen, and the "toe sword" blasted through the protective body Gang Qi left a big mark on the abdomen.

The man was flying in mid-air, Wang Haitian followed up with another move, the two bloody knives in both hands merged into one, turning into a huge knife, roaring loudly: "Blood bathing mountains and rivers!"

With the power of a single knife, the ghost head knife leads people to be cut in two, and the prestigious knife breaks the universe, just like that.After killing one person, Wang Haitian didn't stop the knife in his hand. He remembered the guy he had just cheered on, and the bloody knife in his hand was even more intense. "There is blood in the world!" He strangled towards those guys, all of which were for Nangong Those who were helped by the Patriarch of the family died under one move, and Wang Haitian also injured another third-rank martial artist.

"Call your mouths cheap, applaud a trash! Only a trash will invite a trash, a trash will always be a trash, and will only become a bloody step under my feet. Who else? Which trash wants to applaud, to Lao Tzu stand out!"

When Wang Haitian showed his bloodthirsty power again, the monks and Taoist priests at his table did not speak, and the co-riders stared at the bloody knife in Wang Haitian's hand, and sighed: "What a terrible knife!" I mean, what a terrifying sword technique, what stage has this kid's strength reached?"

Dongfang Wenxin didn't speak, but An Lehou was also watching.The so-called sword intent is a kind of artistic conception of martial arts.At the third rank, if you don't have your own artistic conception, at most you are just a reckless man with strong aura!

Even after killing more than a dozen people, Wang Haitian's ferocity shocked the Patriarch of the Nangong family. Everyone finally understood that Wang Haitian had been pretending to be injured!

"Wang Haitian, do you want to help that traitor too?"

Wang Haitian yawned, scattered the bloody knife in his left hand, raised his foot and kicked the table, a bottle of wine fell in his hand, and took a big gulp of wine.

"You two, father and son, are fighting for power, and it's none of my business. I slaughtered these wastes because they provoked me first! So they deserve to die! Does the Patriarch want to avenge these wastes? If so, I also want to see with my own eyes the demeanor of the Patriarch of the Nangong family!"

(End of this chapter)