"Pah, pah..." Han Ding looked at the corpses of his last subordinates falling to the ground with a horrified expression. Han Ding only felt that his legs were weak, but this kid was not willing to kill him with his neck, and roared: "You, you

Who is it that offended me? My father is Han Zheng, the leader of the Moudu tribe...you..."

"Snapped!"

Before the other party could finish speaking, Guan Heng waved his hand and slapped the other party on the face, but the force was indeed neither light nor heavy, because Guan Heng did not want this guy to die happily. At this time, he said solemnly: "No matter how nonsense you talk, today

There is no way to survive, the only difference is that you die sooner or later."

At this time, Guan Heng paused for a moment, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he said word by word: "You, if you offend my woman, even if it is a verbal offense, you will never be able to atone for it even if you die!"

Hearing this, Han Ding's face turned red, and he subconsciously argued: "I, my target is not those two girls..."

Guan Heng looked at the other party coldly: "Tianlin? Ruotao? They are just my girls."

"Uh?! Could it be that little girl?" Han Ding was startled at this moment, and the boy blurted out shamelessly: "Brother, do you and I have the same hobbies, and are also interested in those..."

"Bang!" After hearing what the other party said, Guan Heng, whose eyes were splitting, was so angry that he punched the kid on the cheek: "Fart!"

The boy Han Ding was beaten until his eyesight turned black. He spat out a few shattered teeth. Guan Heng knocked him to the ground with a punch, raised his foot and stepped on the opponent's head. He gritted his teeth and roared: "

I don’t have the same hobbies as you bastard, my woman is just temporarily borrowing the body of a child, she is an adult!"

"You bastard, you don't even spare a child, and you dare to take advantage of Qinghuang? Go to hell!"

"Bang bang bang!" Guan Heng scolded and punched and kicked Han Ding. Han Ding was screaming in pain: "Ancestor, uncle, stop fighting, please stop fighting..."

"Whoa!" Guan Heng's next punch suddenly stopped in front of the tip of the opponent's nose, and he asked coldly: "Tell me, how many children have you harmed over the years? Tell me the whole story without missing a beat."

…

At this time, Tian Lin and Ruotao, who was holding Qinghuang, looked at the place filled with black mist in front of them. Next to them stood a ghost-eating tiger that resembled a snake-bird.

Listening to Han Ding's dying screams, Tian Lin shook her head slightly: "He deserves it. This villain really deserves it, but... why did Brother Guan do it himself? I also want to punish the evil and eliminate the evil."

"In my opinion, it probably has a lot to do with the fact that the other party is targeting Qing Huang." Ruotao looked at the sleeping girl in his arms and whispered: "Whenever Qing Huang is involved, the young master almost never restrains his emotions.

, and those guys’ dirty words are really harsh.”

Just as the two women were discussing in low voices, the dark haze covering more than ten feet not far away cleared away in an instant. Guan Heng walked out with a sullen face. Beside the big tree not far behind him, half of Han Ding's body was already dead.

He was so beaten that he actually had thirteen horrifying punch holes that penetrated his body from front to back.

At this time, Guan Heng came to Tian Lin and shook his blood-stained fist: "Is there anything I can use to wipe my hands? This guy's stinky blood is really dirty."

"Yes, thanks to me carrying a spare handkerchief." Tian Lin said and handed the silk handkerchief over. She frowned and said, "Throw it away after you use it. Brother Guan, why did you beat him to death like this?"

Isn't it good to finish the sword without getting your hands dirty..."

"Oh, you don't know that this beast named Han Ding deserves death. If I wasn't afraid of wasting time, I wouldn't have let him die so easily."

Guan Heng wiped his hands at this time and said with a stern face: "He is only twenty-five or six years old. In the past few years alone, he has personally killed thirteen... a total of thirteen children, each of them immature.

Life is originally a treasure that is loved by parents, but who would have expected that it would be poisoned by this beast. I punched him thirteen times, which is the minimum punishment."

"Uh?!" After hearing this, Tian Lin and Ruotao were so angry that they trembled with anger, and then they gritted their teeth and said in unison: "Well done to this bastard who can kill a thousand swords!"

"Swish, swish, swish -" In an instant, two figures fell in front of everyone, it was Agou and Shanyu.

"It seems that you have already solved the problem." Agou glanced at the dead scum around him with disdain, and then said: "The time is just right, I will ask the two semi-black realm experts to wait for a while and go.

It’s probably here soon.”

Sure enough, as expected by Agou, after more than ten breaths, two people, one fat and one thin, hurried to the woods. When they were shocked to see the corpses on the ground, their faces became extremely ugly.

"Why? Could it be that those people from the Yugu Kingdom did the murder?" Elder Liang just muttered, and Elder Chang beside him immediately roared: "Look, it's the Ninth Young Master!"

When the two saw Han Ding's death in such a miserable state, they immediately walked over. Fatty Liang was close to Han Ding. At this time, he was shocked and angry. He said in a trembling tone: "It's over. He is the son of the patriarch. If anything happens,

If Han Zheng is blamed, you and I will inevitably be angered."

"Huh, Han Ding, I killed him!"

At this time, Guan Heng, who was not far away, walked over. Due to his intention, Agou and the others did not follow him. Hearing this, Liang and Chang became furious and immediately showed up.

The crimson breath was about to take action: "How bold, you dare to kill the son of our clan leader."

"Hmph, don't talk about killing Han Ding, a beast that is worse than a beast. I killed everyone who fell here. If you are not convinced, you have to keep your life!"

"Woooooooo-" As soon as Guan Heng's words fell, seven ghosts immediately appeared in the wind. Each of them was as powerful as Chang. The murderous aura of Liang and the two of them lingered around Guan Heng with hiss and screams.

Trembling.

"Envoy the Red Qi Ghost?!" They had never heard of a guy like Guan Heng. Thinking of facing off against seven red Qi ghosts, Elders Chang and Liang immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

"Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. These dead people, just like Han Ding, all want to take action against my women and sisters. They deserve to die."

Guan Heng said coldly at this time: "As for you two, you have been staying in the restaurant. I know that you two were not involved. Now I will give you a chance to pack up Han Ding's body and get out, and then tell Han Ding of the Mou Du tribe.

Zheng, if I kill one of his sons today, I can destroy his entire clan tomorrow. As long as he dares to offend me, this will definitely come true!"

"Good boy, just the half-red realm has such a deterrent effect, I am ashamed of myself."

Elder Chang was a warrior who killed people without blinking an eye, but he could not stand Han Ding's evil behavior, which was worse than a beast. He raised his thumb at Guan Heng and said: "I admire you, but since Han Ding is dead, this mortal enemy
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