Help? Why do you want to shout for help? Who is calling for help? How many people are calling for help?

There were countless thoughts in Brahminto's mind. In an instant, his eyes suddenly condensed, and his pupils suddenly contracted into two small black dots. After quickly retracting the black line, his body almost immediately turned, and his eyes instantly looked forward like a strong wind sweeping across the world.

I saw a fat man who was about 1.8 meters tall and thick with a waist like a bucket, looking at him with a smile on his face.

The fat man's skin was a bit dark, the bronze color that appeared in the sun all year round and after being exposed to the sun. The fat man's body was very fat. At first glance, his fat belly was like a squeezed balloon, drooping softly on his thighs. The fat man's facial features were as ugly as his body, even very ugly.

The eyebrows were as thin as a woman, and her eyes were as small as wounds cut by two carving knives. Only two thin slits and the only ray of light that came out from the thin slits. As for the nose, it was completely collapsed, with no nose bridge at all, and it was too small.

The only thing that fat man could see with his facial features was his mouth, but because his lips were too thin, he suddenly felt mean.

However, what is incredible is that after these organs that cannot be called beauty can be seen in a unique combination. After appearing on the fat man’s face, people can see at first glance, and there is an indescribable beauty on the whole. The combination is so perfect, the more they look at it, the more they feel more intimate and cute.

Seeing this scene, Wuqi's heart suddenly felt an indescribable wonder, but the vigilance and nervous expression on his face remained unchanged.

Brahminto looked away and looked around the fat man. A second later, he immediately found that there were eight people lying scattered around the fat man. He almost recognized the identities of these eight people at a glance. They were actually eight subordinates who he sent to the Light Sect to get the medal of honor.

The eight people around the fat man were all lying motionless, as if they were dead, with their expressions extremely terrifying and stiff. It seemed that time had stopped on their faces at the same time, and they were actually keeping their respective postures without any change.

But both the posture and expression were very strange. Some people opened their mouths to speak, but they seemed to be blocked by something, and there was no sound. They also seemed to see something extremely terrible, their eyes were staring like two copper bells, staring blankly at a huge rock on the ground in front of them.

There was even a confused look on his face. Although his eyes were open, his eyes were radiant and had no focus. He seemed to be immersed in some atmosphere that was enough to make him moved. He did not come back to his senses, his eyes were extremely dull. His facial features were even twisted together, showing an expression of extreme pain, covering the back of his head with one hand, opening his mouth wide, but he couldn't say a word.

In short, the eight people lying on the ground had different postures and expressions, but no matter which one they were, they were undoubtedly expressing the same message: suddenly.

Yes, it is only the surprise attack that caught people off guard and caught off guard that this situation can cause this situation. Only when an incredible move can all of these eight high-level cultivators fall to the ground and all die in an instant.

How is it possible! They are all dead!?

After covering the bodies of eight subordinates, feeling it carefully, but not detecting a trace of residual aura fluctuations, Brahminto almost immediately made the judgment that the eight people were dead. In an instant, although he could not deny this amazing fact, it was really difficult to accept for a moment.

So, after three seconds of silence, Brahminto's body trembled immediately, but his eyes were solemnly looking at the fat man who was still smiling at him. His face darkened and he asked, "Who are you? Why did you kill me?"

Why did you suddenly appear here? You have always been following me?

The next two sentences, Brahmin did not ask, but asked in his heart. He was not only asking the other person, but also asking himself. How did this fat man get up? If the other person has been following him, why did he never notice it? Or was the fat man lurking somewhere until he saw him get up and caught up in the middle?

The fat man's appearance was too sudden, and countless thoughts came out of Brahminto's heart almost instantly. His mind immediately fell into a confusion of self-question and answers. Wuqi and others who escaped by chance because of the fat man's sudden appearance were also confused at this moment. It seemed that countless question marks suddenly appeared in their minds. No matter how everyone thought, they could not find a reasonable answer.

But they didn't want to break the strangeness, or the atmosphere that was relatively beneficial to them, so everyone was very tacitly not talking. Even Wuqi and McCarthy, who had the pain of broken palms and broken legs, just frowned silently.

At this moment, Brahminto's words suddenly made the smile on the fat man's face froze. Then the fat man actually lowered his head slightly and began to ponder. As time slowly passed, a thoughtful look gradually appeared on his face, as if he was recalling something that had been a long time ago.

After about a minute, the fat man's face suddenly disappeared with his eyebrows raised, but then he once again showed a very friendly smile on his face and said, "Why should I tell you?" After that, he saw Brahminto's expression flushed because of his anger. His smile immediately stopped and said calmly: "I don't want to talk nonsense to you. You have two choices now."

At the same time, the fat man suddenly slowly stretched out his index finger, "One, leave here, don't make the idea of ​​a medal of honor again." As he said that, he immediately pointed to a box in one of his other hands with his fat fingers and signaled.

After Brahminto's eyes fell in the direction of his fingers on the box that was two palms but was like the sun, emitting golden light, the fat man then stretched out his second finger and said calmly: "Two, challenge me, and die here. Just like all the warriors who want to receive the medal of honor, die in front of me. You choose."

Dead in front of me like countless warriors who want to receive the Medal of Honor? Who are you? Could it be...the guardian of the eighth level and the Medal of Honor?

Brahminto and Wuqi repeated the fat man's words in their hearts at the same time, and almost immediately thought of the only possibility that could explain this sentence. However, their reactions were completely different. Brahminto was more irrepressible shock in his heart, but Wuqi's inner emotions were actually surprise.

Because he heard it very clearly, the fat man had already said that there were two choices. If the fat man was too strong and he could not defeat him, he would at most choose the first option to leave here with his friends. After all, compared to the so-called medal of honor, Wuqi still valued his friends' lives more.

Thinking of this, Wuqi's eyebrows suddenly vaguely relaxed for a moment. The corners of his mouth were even invading severe pain, and he barely squeezed out a faint smile. But even if he could finally leave here with his friends alive, Wuqi still had an indelible disappointment in his heart.

After all, his purpose in Jubaoshan was not to be a medal of honor. Since this place was already on the top of the mountain, he had not seen Perro along the way, so naturally it means that the clues of the Witch Pattern Staff were broken. So even though he was unwilling to think about it, his mind was still like a dark cloud, and an unexplainable shadow appeared, and the shadow was filled with his disappointment.

But this was just the beginning. After just a moment, the smile on his face almost expanded countless times in an instant, and the shadow in his mind immediately dissipated like a dark cloud suddenly blown by the strong wind, and finally turned into nothingness.

"Have you thought about it? Perot doesn't like to beat around the bush. Say your answer. If you want to make any conspiracy, don't blame me for being ruthless to you." After a long silence, the fat man saw that Brahminto's expression finally returned to peace from his contemplation, and suddenly said slowly.

It turns out that he is Perot! Perot mentioned by Senior Ghost Hand Qian! Wait a minute, he is a powerful man in the Holy Realm! That's great, now we can finally survive.

After hearing Perot's own report, the smile on Wuqi's face suddenly seemed like a flower that had been waiting for too long, and it bloomed extremely brilliantly in an instant.

At the same time, not only him, but also the other members of the Broken Corps were relieved almost after hearing this name.

Nakelu immediately breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously patted her newly developed chest, soothing her heart that had not yet completely calmed down from her nervous mood. At this moment, even the cold-tempered Rhode could not help but move. For a moment, a relaxed look appeared in his cold eyes.

It turns out that your name is Perro.

After hearing the other person's name, Brahminto was not as shocked as everyone else, and he would not be happy about it. He did not understand what the name Perot meant, nor did he know. He even looked at the fat man carefully, and at the same time felt the other person with his breath.

But after discovering that the other party's aura was only a little stronger than himself, a hint of anger flashed across Brahminto's face. In an instant, he suddenly snorted coldly and said gloomyly: "What a big tone! We are only equal in strength, and we dare to be so arrogant!

I, Brahmanto, have reached the peak of the master level for more than fifty years. Apart from the Sword Saint and the Fighting Saint, I have never lost.

You want to kill me, but you don’t have the qualifications yet! At best, you are just a cultivator who has never seen the world and can only dominate this treasure mountain. Humph! I have to choose the second one, and then leave here with great pride. What can you do to me? Take it!"

As he said that, Brahminto's palms suddenly stretched forward, and the aura in his body immediately surged to the limit in an instant. As his words fell, two black lines that had previously destroyed Wuqi and others could only escape. They could not resist were suddenly flew out from his palms at the same time, as if two flashes of lightning, causing an unimaginable storm.

At the same time, the two black lines immediately rushed to the fat Perot with an extremely sharp aura in a whistle that looked like a devil's angry roar.

The black line was so fast that it almost rushed to Perot in the blink of an eye. Seeing that the black line had already touched Perot, Brahminto's face suddenly showed a strong and proud look on his face. As he raised the corner of his mouth, he couldn't help but sneer with a very sarcasm.
Chapter completed!