The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

"God, that's Pang Ban!" Zhuge Wujun wailed in his heart.

Glancing at this moment, there was a slight smile on his face, but there was a cold Pang Ban in his eyes.

Thinking of the rumored Pang Ban's moodiness, before getting angry, he would always smile lightly, Zhuge Wujun trembled all over.

The first time he came back to his senses, he turned around and slapped the faces of the subordinates around him fiercely without staying behind.

The sudden behavior stunned the hearts of these beaten Hengfei's subordinates.

Before they could ask any questions, they saw Zhuge Wujun who was still calm before, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, he took a step forward, bent down, and buried his head extremely low, "I don't know The magician and Lang Daxia actually met Lin Zhengyang, offended the magician and Lang Daxia, and please forgive them.~)”

Everyone present could clearly hear Zhuge Wujun's obviously trembling voice when he spoke.

But no matter who it is, at this moment, they didn't think about the trembling of Zhuge Wujun's voice, but firmly locked on the two titles that Zhuge Wujun said in the previous sentence.

"Magician, hero Lang."

In the entire land of Shenzhou, there are people with such names, and they can know who they are without even thinking about it.

As if trembling was contagious, starting from Zhuge Wujun, one after another, all the people began to tremble because of the fear in their hearts.

One of the yelling warriors just stood up straight. His legs seemed to have no bones, and he fell to his knees limply on the ground, making a "bang", and he could feel the pain just by hearing it.

The faces of these people no longer had the triumphant look just now, what was left was only gray and white, and their eyes were already filled with despair.

It never occurred to them that the person they were yelling about just now would be Pang Ban, a well-known magician in the Jianghu.

Faced with Zhuge Wujun and others who suddenly became quiet, Lin Shiyin's father, Lin Zhengyang, couldn't help but glance at Pang Ban and Lang Fanyun, but he was ready to close it, watching his nose, nose, nose and heart, not daring to have the slightest thought. There was a sudden change, but the shock in my heart was overwhelming.

Glancing at the people in front of him, Pang Ban smiled, "Very well, you are very courageous. I don't know how long it has been since someone dared to provoke me like this in front of me. It's interesting, interesting, haha."

As he spoke, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Listening to Pang Ban's words, a glimmer of hope flashed in the eyes of those warriors who had made noise before, as if Pang Ban didn't care about them.

However, just at the moment when the laughter stopped, his right hand was lightly waved, and several purple-black zhenqi suddenly came out, and then directly flew in front of those people, pulling them one by one from the ground to mid-air middle.

Then Pang Ban sneered, and clenched his palms under the sleeves suddenly.

"Boom"

Those martial artists who were pulled into the midair seemed to be under some huge pressure, and they exploded directly in the midair, splashing blood and viscera, and fell on Zhuge Wujun and others who were bowing their heads at this time. body.

When the still warm blood and internal organs touched them, what they felt was the eternal coldness, which made the complexions of Zhuge Wujun and others turn pale again.

The fear in Zhuge Wujun and others' hearts at this moment has reached the point where hundreds of people fell to their knees, and Zhuge Wujun said in a panic, "Magician, please forgive me. We really didn't know that the magician and Lin Zhengyang knew each other." , I beg the magician to bypass us for the sake of our ignorance, we are willing to make compensation, even I am willing to lead my Cangshan gate out of Baoding City, and no longer be an enemy of the magic knife gate."

As he said that, Zhuge Wujun also turned his head to look at Lin Zhengyang, and begged for mercy: "Master Lin, I offended your Demon Sword Sect before, I am willing to pay the price for this, I can make it up, please let us go. "

Lin Zhengyang snorted coldly, disdainful of Zhuge Wujun's behavior, but also secretly happy, and wanted to speak, but he didn't dare to make the slightest sound when he glanced at Pang Ban and Lang Fanyun.

After all, he was also baffled by the arrival of Pang Ban and Lang Fanyun.

It was also at this time that Chu Heng raised his hand lightly. Seeing this, Pang Ban snorted, then withdrew his hand, and looked elsewhere.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of the people present, the entire Demon Sword Gate was so quiet that a needle could be heard, and everyone looked at Chu Heng and Pang Ban in shock and inexplicable. .

Chapter [-] Give You a Chance

Who is Pang Ban, a master-level powerhouse, the owner of the first-class power in the Yuan Dynasty, but now, he stopped his movements because of a young man's raising his hand. kuuhuu

This feeling seemed to be that Pang Ban was following the young man's orders.

As soon as this idea came out, hundreds of warriors including Zhuge Wujun were struck by lightning one after another, constantly guessing in their hearts that Chu Heng's identity could make a master-level powerhouse like this.

I am afraid that this kind of treatment is absolutely impossible for even the top ten top forces to achieve.

And when he looked at Lin Shiyin, who was beside the man at this time, who looked like a small bird, the relationship between the two was self-evident.

So far, Zhuge Wujun and the others wailed "It's over" in their hearts.

After sweeping around the people in front of him, he finally locked on the Zhuge Wujun at the front.

Looking at Chu Heng's eyes that seemed to have no emotion at all, Zhuge Wujun's heart trembled.

But before he could speak, Chu Heng's voice sounded first, "Sister He, kill him."

Just as the words fell, a white figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhuge Wujun.

Zhuge Wu's army was only at the middle stage of the Xiantian realm, and had just broken through, and his strength was slightly stable. Against Mu Xinhe, who had already reached the late stage of the Xiantian realm, he had no room to fight back.

"Click"

Only to hear this voice suddenly resounding in the quiet magic knife gate.

Everyone looked around where the sound came from, but saw that Zhuge Wujun had a white hand that was obviously a woman's hand on his neck at this time.

And Zhuge Wujun's head was already resting softly on his neck.

Naturally, there is no need to say much about the place where the voice came from.

As Mu Xinhe withdrew his hand, Zhuge Wujun, who was kneeling on the ground, had no support at this time, and suddenly fell softly to the ground.

Mu Xinhe walked back behind Chu Heng slowly, and took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the hand that had twisted Zhuge Wujun earlier, with a little disgust on his face, as if he had touched Zhuge Wujun. Wu Jun, making her dirty hands like.

Zhuge Wujun, whose strength had reached the middle stage of Xiantian Realm, was all killed by Chu Heng's men, and the rest of them were frightened and frightened, worried that they would be the ones who would die in the next moment.

But they didn't dare to make the slightest change now.