"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"

He Xiaotian looked surprised. Is this guy's relationship so fragile?

I just returned to save his life, and I cried out of gratitude.

But then, Mr. He Damang's face darkened.

"Brother, why don't I call you brother? You go away and let me stay and wait for death. I really can't afford the 30 billion. Instead of removing my legs bit by bit, it's better to just die."

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Zhang Cheng was clear in his heart and could not produce any evidence, so no one stood up for him.

And even if it were taken out, I'm afraid there wouldn't be many people big enough to dare to stand against He Xiaotian.

Who dares to offend the great demon king who has beaten thousands of Qi-eating realms?

So he thought for a while and decided that it would be better for him to die.

If this is the case, is it possible that He Xiaotian can still go to the underworld to ask for money from him?

"!!!"

He Xiaotian's eyes widened when he heard this.

Do you want to die?

Have you asked my creditor?

"You want to die, don't you?"

"Um!!"

Zhang Cheng nodded repeatedly, not to mention how sincere he looked.

"You're ugly, but you think you're quite beautiful. If you get three billion, if you lose even one penny, I'll take off your legs."

After the words fell, He Xiaotian pulled up his chair.

In his frightened eyes, he gathered all his strength and threw it towards the skyline.

"ah"

A parabola appeared in the sky, and screams came from above.

"If you fall from this height, no one will die, right?"

He Xiaotian looked at Zhang Cheng who was spiraling into the sky and murmured to himself.

If his braids are raised, he will lose a source of happiness.

Zhang Cheng, who is constantly rising, is crying heartbreakingly, which makes those who hear it sad and those who hear it cry.

People who don't know the inside story think that something terrible has happened to their family.

Otherwise, who could cry so miserably?

In fact, he wished he could fly as high as possible, so that he would have a greater chance of dying if he fell.

Think about what happened to you since Roger and others returned.

The cry became louder and louder.

"Kill x!!"

The Prajna disciples are about to arrive at the stand, and the leader is following closely behind.

"Made, do you really think that someone like me is a soft persimmon?"

He Xiaotian's eyes gradually turned cold, and a biting cold wind blew vaguely in the air.

He discovered a very huge problem. The Prajna Master did not seem to be as powerful as he thought.

"If I had known that you were an old bastard who was strong on the outside and strong on the inside, I should have killed everyone in the main forum."

Facing the wave of congregants, He Xiaotian refused to retreat and took a step forward.

"boom"

The whole person's momentum immediately rose upwards.

At the same time, the biting cold wind melted away, and a hot and violent aura filled the entire place in an instant.

This scene made many viewers on the live broadcast platform hold their breath and focus for a moment, and stopped making barrage jokes.

Everyone sits in front of the monitor, for fear of missing any detail.

Fortunately, the hundreds of thousands of melon-eating people who were quite confused all stopped and watched for an instant.

That wild and explosive atmosphere is really amazing.

"Taeyuan!!"

Accompanied by loud shouts, a strange-looking saber with a red dragon surrounding it appeared in He Xiaotian's hand.

The murderous intent permeates the sky, and the cruelty and cruelty rages around.

It made everyone look sideways and like the evil weapon.

"Taiyuan Sword?!"

The leader of Prajna was startled and recognized the divine weapon he once enshrined.

"Fuck them all to me!!"

He Xiaotian held the knife in both hands and swung it back.

Then he immediately slashed at the Prajna disciples coming from the front!

"boom"

An incomparable sword light burning with blazing flames split from the blade.
Chapter completed!