Tang Long said word by word: "Half-dead!"

Whoosh!

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a black knife flashing in Hei Yuanlong's hand, and he saw the peasant disciples kneeling on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the black knife seemed to have spirituality, shuttled back and forth around the peasant disciples.

I saw blood spurting out, and the peasant disciples screamed to the sky.

Squirt.

Hei Yuanlong had to put away his black knife and said with a stern look on his face: "Who dares to speak out, kill!"

really!

As soon as these words were spoken, no one dared to speak out again!

You know, this Black Yuanlong is the leader of the Sect of Xuming Sect, and his strength is so powerful!

For Hei Yuanlong, he didn't mind being covered in blood.

Gudu.

Zhu Wu swallowed his saliva and said, "Tang...Tang Long, do you have to do things so well?"

Tang Long grabbed Zhu Wu's head and leaned into his ear and said, "All you can do now is prayer. If Murong Yingxue suffers a little grievance, I, Tang Long, will take something from you. I, Tang Long, do what I say!"
Chapter completed!