Chapter 1142

Sure to die?

"For me?"

Zhao Fang smiled and didn't care too much.

As expected, Tuoba Yang Chong's heart was hanging and inexplicably relaxed.

"However, I didn't expect that there are so many Tuoba people here besides you. Hey, brothers, you can finally have a good meal this time!"

The blood repair God King smiled grimly.

Hear that.

The people who had just breathed a sigh of relief were frozen in their hearts.

Tuoba Yangqing shouted, "the man you want to kill is him. Why do you want to involve us? We are not the same as him."

"Shut up!"

Tuoba Yang Chong angrily scolds Tuoba Yang Qing.

Others were silent and didn't speak, but their eyes showed this meaning.

"Nine younger brothers..."

Tuoba Yang Chong looked at Zhao Fang and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Zhao Fang looked at the crowd indifferently. His eyes finally fell on Tuoba Yang Qing. After glancing at her, he faintly spit out four words.

"Big chest and no brain!"

Other people smelled the speech, looked strange, and looked at a part of Tuoba Yang Qing's body intentionally or unintentionally.

Then he nodded quietly, as if echoing Zhao Fang's words.

Tuoba Yang Qing felt that the hot eyes of the people stared at a private part of her body, which made her very uncomfortable.

Thinking of Zhao Fang who caused all this, she was angry.

Her pretty face turned red and glared, "you, you say it again!"

Zhao Fang joked on his face: "I like to be said that my chest is big? I'm not as good as you, brainless woman."

"You!"

Tuoba Yang Qing was almost bleeding.

After teasing Tuoba Yang Qing, Zhao Fang didn't care and looked at the aborigines.

"Are you Tuoba Leifeng who killed the bloody tribe?"

An Aboriginal God King stared coldly at Zhao Fang and asked.

As soon as he said this, Tuoba, Yang Chong and others looked at Zhao Fang with a shocked face.

Including Tuoba Yang Qing, who was flushed and angry just now.

"Kill the medium-sized tribe and the bloody tribe? Just rely on him?"

Tuoba Yang Qing is full of disbelief.

Tuoba Yang Chong understood.

"I said the merit of Tuoba Lei Feng. How did it soar so fast? It turned out that it killed the bloody tribe."

"But how did he do it?"

Looking at Zhao Fang, who was single, thought of the metaphorical meaning behind killing the bloody tribe. Tuoba Yang Chong looked admiring and curious.

"Who are you? Want to avenge the bloody tribe?"

Zhao Fang raised his eyebrows and looked at the aborigines opposite.

"Avenge the bloody barbarian tribe? They deserve it? Listen, I'm a strong man of the vulture tribe. I'm here to catch you."

"Vulture..."

Zhao Fang glanced at the native's bald head, "well, I see."

The indigenous God King was stunned and immediately looked gloomy.

What he hates most is that others make articles about his bald head.

"Boy, you're dead!"

Zhao Fang didn't answer, but said to himself, "I didn't expect that the meritorious points now are so considerate to my heart and began to provide door-to-door service."

The words are plain, but the tone is full of arrogance, arrogance and self-confidence.

The faces of the aboriginal God King and the blood repair God King were very gloomy.

Anyone who is so despised by a younger generation will not look good.

"The aborigines, Xuexiu, the demons outside and the three princes in the wasteland are all here!"

Zhao Fang doesn't seem to know what fear is. He can talk and laugh freely.

As his voice fell.

Boom——

The mountains in the periphery of the mountain suddenly split and crumbled. In the dust falling from countless rolling stones, an army of fierce beasts with different shapes and amazing blood appeared in front of everyone with an extremely barbaric and domineering attitude.

The leader is a golden lion with a body length of 200 meters, like a hill, hair like fire and gorgeous like the hot sun.

The golden lion's eyes were burning. Everyone who looked at it felt that what he saw was not a pair of eyes, but a terrible flame.

His eyes were burned involuntarily.

For a while.

Many people covered their eyes and screamed in pain.

"Fire eye Golden Lion King..."

The blood repair God King and the indigenous God King have dignified faces.

The Golden Lion swept the audience like a torch, and finally fell on Zhao Fang.

Zhao Fang looked at him calmly.

In his eyes, there are six colored flames flashing to resist the impact of pupil art from the Golden Lion King.

"Huh?"

The golden lion was surprised.

"It's a little interesting."

He spoke blandly, but his voice was thunderous and amazing.

But soon, he looked away and stopped coldly on the purple lightning statue.

"Ziqianlong, you are here!"

Zhao Fang was surprised that the Golden Lion King came to ziqianlong.

"Hum! Old golden monster, you are still alive!"

Ziqianlong is not afraid at all, tit for tat.

"On that day, someone saved you, which made you get away. Today, you will die!"

The golden lion's killing machine is revealed.

"With your big dog? You're qualified?"

"Whether you are qualified or not, you won't know until you have fought."

While talking, the golden lion roared again and again, and the fierce beasts behind him also roared.

The next moment.

Sharp, cold and murderous eyes stared at the purple lightning statue.

That gloomy look, like a cold knife, seemed to cut ziqianlong into pieces.

Zhao Fang saw that there was an old grudge between the Golden Lion King and the purple lightning God carving. I don't know how to find out the location of the purple lightning God carving.

Come now, no doubt to avenge!

"Two indigenous gods, two blood repair gods, and a golden lion at the peak of the early stage of the fourth order..."

Zhao Fang estimated the strongest combat power of the three forces, which was a headache.

"I'm so lucky. Just after I left the mountain, I solved a fourth-order demon python, and I was watched by the three forces..."

Zhao Fang is depressed.

But his eyes were cold and his killing intention was like casting.

"Kill!"

The golden lion roared and thousands of fierce beasts rushed out. Each fierce beast was filled with amazing power of Qi and blood.

Thousands of fierce beasts interweave with each other and converge into a bloody ocean with amazing breath.

The blood Xius standing aside, seeing these fierce beasts with strong blood gas, unconsciously licked their lips and showed their bloodthirsty expression.

"I have orders to catch those who want to live. We can't let the accomplice get ahead of us! Attack!"

The blood Xiushen King drank violently.

The blood practitioners roared and moved, and the strong blood evil spirit immediately filled the air.

Indigenous God King, unwilling to be behind others.

At the same time, he ordered his men to attack and catch Zhao Fang alive.

For a while.

The three forces have invested a lot of strength to capture Zhao Fang alive.

"Childe, can we save it?"

Tuoba, a subordinate of Yang Chong, asked in a low voice.

Tuoba Yang Chong's face showed hesitation. If there was only Xuexiu aborigine, he would save Zhao Fang once, which could be regarded as a reward for Zhao Fang's previous saving.

But now, the three forces come out together. Even if he has twice as many people, it won't help.