"If you don't speak anymore, it's not just your arms that will turn into blood.【】"

Yi Gucheng's ghostly voice sounded, and his abyss-like eyes stared straight at Zhou Yulong. When he met his eyes, Zhou Yulong's heart seemed to be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell, and it was trembling violently.

So much so that he even forgot about the pain in his arm, and just looked at Yi Gucheng in fear.

At this moment, he is not a king, he is just a Shura, a Rakshasa who holds the life and death of others in his hands. It is as if his eyes and actions can decide a person's life or death.

His momentum is completely different from that of Egret. Egret is a king who rules the earth, but he is a Shura who rushed down to the eighteenth level of hell.

Perhaps this is what the King of the World, Shura of Hell, is talking about.

Their fates have been linked together for a long time...

Egret walked to Zhou Yulong expressionlessly, squatted down and picked up the Roushuang Sword that had fallen into a pool of blood. With his head slightly lowered, Egret slowly stood up...

The King's Sword trembled slowly, and an evil smile formed on the corner of Egret's lips. She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Zhou Yulong. Those eyes seemed to be thousands of years old, with a hint of coldness oozing out of them.

"ah……"

The white egret waved his jade hand, and blood splashed everywhere. Zhou Yulong screamed, and his other arm was cut off by the egret. The egret wiped the blood on Zhou Yulong's clothes from the sword of the king with a cold face.

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Everyone on Longfeng Mountain shuddered at this moment.

Although this is a world where the strong are respected and the weak are strong, how many people in the world are there who can actually kill people and still show no expression after cutting off their arms?

And among these few people, which one is not the super strong person in this land.

The wind blew, lifting the egret's red hair, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of blood. The egret held the sword of the king in its hand, and the sword of the king trembled violently. It was an exciting tremor that no one except the egret would understand.

it.

"Your Excellency Bailu, Yulong, after all, I am the young master of the Zhou family, and I am the son of the head of my Zhou family. Are you doing this because you want to make an enemy of my Zhou family?" Zhou Yulong looked at Zhou Yulong's miserable appearance, and the corners of his eyes twitched, and he said

When you come out, you won’t be angry or arrogant.

Although family ties are nothing, in the final analysis, Zhou Yulong is still Zhou Yan's son, and he will feel heartbroken to some extent, even if Zhou Yulong has become a waste.

Furthermore, in front of all the strong men in the Western Sea Region, the young master of his Zhou family, Zhou Yan's son, had his arms destroyed by Bailu and Yi Gucheng. If Zhou Yan still didn't say anything at this time, then his Zhou family and his Zhou Yan's

With all the faces gone, how can you still gain a foothold in the Western Sea Region in the future?

"If you have the ability, you will see the real results, don't use your Zhou family as a shield." Bailu laughed mockingly, stepped on the heart of Zhou Yulong who had fallen to the ground, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly increased, "Don't say anything yet

, I am really not afraid of you, the head of the Zhou family."

"Since I can destroy Zhou Yulong, I can also destroy him. Head of the Zhou family, do you want to try?"

Arrogant, absolutely arrogant...

The egret looked coldly at Zhou Yulong at his feet. The genius of the Zhou family in the past, a turbulent figure in the Western Sea Territory and the Dragon Subduing Academy, was today trampled by the egret in embarrassment.

"Zhou Yulong, if you want to survive, tell me honestly where Ouyang Jing is."
Chapter completed!