Chapter 437 (2/2)
At this time, two more figures appeared from the corner.
One is a strong man with long golden hair. He is more than two meters tall. His muscles are bulging like a hill. Standing there alone gives people a strong sense of oppression.
His skin is covered with tattoos. He looks wild and his muscles are like steel knots. Now it is approaching the golden October, but he is only wearing a white vest with bulging chest muscles. Every foot falls on the ground like a giant hammer.
This physique is much stronger than any heavyweight champion. Standing in the crowd is enough to scare a child into crying.
Soren, the thunder king, is the top leader of overseas dragon hall!
After calming down the turmoil in northern Europe, he secretly came to China. He wanted to know who was the strong man who could kill Xing!
Thoreau's deep blue eyes seemed to surge with thunder and lightning. He looked straight at Su Bai and said in poor Chinese: ”are you su Bai?”
”Yes
Su Bai nodded faintly.
”You killed Xing?”
Su Bai nodded again with a smile.
Sauron frowned at Su Bai's thin body. For a moment, he was a little surprised. Such a small body can kill each other with a slap. How could he kill Xing Xiushen?Is the ancient martial arts of the East really so powerful?
After watching for a long time, he didn't notice any crisis in Su Bai. He hummed coldly: ”I hope you don't let me down. I'll be the first to tear you up later!”
Su Bai sneered, no longer pay attention to this big man with muscles in his head, but look at another person with great interest.
Not far from thoron, the thunder king, was a thin old man in a black robe.
This person is also an old acquaintance of Su Bai. Before the first World War in Jiangzhou, Mu Wuyan, the only black witch sect master who escaped from the five great masters.
”I didn't expect you to come back?”
Mu Wuyan's pupil flashed a trace of anger, sneered: ”why don't I dare to come back?”
”This time you took something you shouldn't have taken from cangming cave, which has destroyed the great event of the old ancestor of the God of witchcraft. You will surely die!”
Su Bai shrugged his shoulders noncommittally and said with a smile: ”the old wizard should have given you some treasure, otherwise you would dare to be so presumptuous in front of me!”
”However, do you really think that what powerful magic weapon can you manipulate with your strength in the later stage of the situation?”
”For me, to kill you is enough!”
In the face of Su Bai's arrogant words, Mu Wuyan's face in his black robe was gloomy to the extreme. With a cold smile, he said angrily, ”let's have a look today. Who is dead and who is alive?”
At this moment, Xu Ze was shocked.
How come so many people suddenly appear in this dark night?
In his opinion, these people are terrible, although the white is also very powerful, but he after all, only one person can cope with it?
”Su Bai -- -
he pulled La Su Bai's sleeve and said in a low voice:” I think these guys are deliberately waiting for you here. They are clearly prepared. Otherwise, let's call the police -- ”
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