Chapter 3092: Outrage

"Poison Saint League is doing things like this, vicious and vicious, as long as they offend them, none of them will have good fruit!"

"This group of Poison Saint League beasts is too hateful. I have a distant cousin who didn't whisper into a group of Poison Saint League and was poisoned to death by them on the spot. Even the teeth were poisoned. It was too miserable! "

"It's still miserable? A hall master of their Poison Saint League sees that their wife is beautiful, and she can't marry him forcibly. He poisoned seventy-two people in the Five Dynasties. That is a miserable one, and he was directly exterminated!"

"Return the Poison Saint League, if it is called the Poison Scorpion League, do everything to cut off children and grandchildren!"

"Yes, yes, yes... it's called the Poisonous Scorpion League, especially this Young Master Fudu. As long as people dare to do it, he will never make you feel better, as long as there is no woman he likes that won’t be misfortuned by him. , Is a complete demon!"

There was also a commotion around the onlookers, one after another, and their eyes filled with resentment.

Headed by Mr. Fu Du, the entire Poison Saint Alliance is rampant in the virtual market, arousing too many people's anger, and almost no one speaks their kind words, even some forces are suppressed by them more, and there is not much favor.

They all hope that the Poison Saint League will be unlucky. If you do this in your life, you will know what the Poison Saint League usually does.

"shut up!"

Of course, Fu Du also heard the people around him, his face changed suddenly, and he pointed at Di Ping and shouted.

"Bold!"

Alger yelled, and stepped out like a teleport, stepping in front of Fu Du and patted it with a palm.

With this palm, Alger had already killed himself, and Di Ping had given instructions that Fu Du must die.

Therefore, when the palm was shot, the powerful and powerful void twisted, unexpectedly producing the sound of sonic boom.

"Ah! Father...help me!"

Fu Du was really scared this time. His eyes looked at the horrifying palms he was photographed with horror. The huge coercion had already pressed him to death. He couldn't even do the slightest resistance. For a time, he was strong. The breath of death enveloped him.

boom!

Suddenly, a muffled sound erupted in the courtyard, and Alger flew more than a dozen meters upside down and landed. He still retreated five or six steps before standing still.

Alger was breathing fast, his blood was surging like mercury, and his body was steaming like a steamer, his eyes looked at Fu Du in horror.

I saw that beside Fu Du, who had been scared and pale, there was a metal ghost face man in dark gold armor.

"Ah! It turned out to be the golden-faced ghost king Senni Luo, he is here too!"

There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd, and the identity of the future person was revealed.

"What's the matter? The Thunder King is here, and the Golden Face Ghost King is also here. Fu Du has such a great energy, please move these two people?"

Some of the more rational people in the crowd murmured in surprise.

"Hush! Be quiet, something is wrong today, let's step back, I always feel a little conspiracy!"

The alert person lowered his voice.

Di Ping's spiritual consciousness covers a radius of 100 kilometers, and he knows all the wind and grass, and when he hears this information, a gleam of light flashes in his eyes.

"Master, something is wrong, this person is only at the same level as the Thunder King just now, and their target is likely to be us!"

The voice of the magic guard resounded in Di Ping's mind.

"Uncle Ghost King!"

Fu Du also reacted at this time and looked at the respectful salute to Senni Luo who had saved his life.

"You step back and leave it to me!"

Seniro just nodded, and threw Fu Du behind him with a wave of his hand, a cold voice rang from the mask.

"Leave it to you, what a big tone, you all leave it to me!"

A cold color flashed in Di Ping's eyes, and he commanded in a deep voice, "Magic Guard, I'll leave it to you!"

"It's the master!"

The demon guard responded, but at the next breath, people had already shot towards Fu Du.

"Keep talking!"

Senileo's eyes flashed with anger, thinking that one of his thirty-six kings was so despised, his murderous intent suddenly burst, he screamed, stepped out, and fisted out in his hand.