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Chapter 171 Death?(2/2)

At the VIP seat, the most prominent seat, there is also a strange color flowing in the eyes of the dead wood warrior.

Unexpectedly.

This old friend of the past is still as charming as before!

For a moment, the scene was silent. It was obvious that the one-armed old man had already practiced martial arts to the realm of transformation. Even in the realm of gathering spirits, he was also a strong man. He was afraid that with just one thought, he could make ordinary warriors die on the spot.

"Senior, I was reckless before, but this young man has evil and vicious nature and is ruthless in his actions and breaks my son's arm. How can this crime be spared?"

Yang Yunlong lost face and looked ugly naturally, but he still clasped his fists and said in a trembling voice.

"Who is it that he is cruel? If Xu Hao had not withdrawn some of his fist strength at the critical moment, would you think your son could survive?"

Old Huangya's eyes were bright and she was very clear.

Yang Yunlong was speechless for a moment.

His face became even more ugly. Who is this old guy? He dared to ignore his Yang Yunlong's face!

"You haven't gone to save your son yet?"

Old Huangya looked at the blue sky and white clouds above her head and directly ignored Yang Yunlong.

A storm has been flattened before it continues to evolve.

Xu Hao took a breath in secret, and with a thought, he quietly took the Sky Thunder Pearl in his palm back into the storage spirit ring.

Everyone is unknown.

Just now, Xu Hao almost caused a bloody disaster.

Once the Sky Thunder Pearl explodes, its terrifying power may affect many fish in the pond.

As he calmed down, Xu Hao cast a grateful look at Lao Huangya.

This old man saved his life.

He Xu Hao should remember it.

Remember your life!

In the future, if the other party is in trouble, as long as he and Xu Hao can do his best to repay the other party.

Old Huang's teeth seemed to have a sense of emotion, with a smile on his face, and he also looked at Xu Hao, with a hint of encouragement in his eyes.

This kid.

It's really about the appetite.

"Kun'er, let's go!"

Yang Yunlong supported his seriously injured son, leaving behind a figure that turned around resolutely.

Unexpectedly, the father and son all suffered from the face of a young man named Xu Hao. The hatred in their hearts could not be vented. Naturally, they would not stay here for a long time, as it would only add to pain.

"Xu Hao, I remember you. I hope you will live well. You will pay the price for what you do today!"

In the distance, a low voice came into Xu Hao's ears.

Xu Hao felt a stern.

Subconsciously, my palms suddenly clamped...
Chapter completed!
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