Even though Bai Qi was trapped by the disaster and had no choice but to face Panhu, it was a different story.
"Use more against less? Panhu, you are not worthy!!"
"If you know the truth, get out of here before Bai changes his mind, otherwise he will be killed without mercy!"
After saying that, he slowly took a step forward.
Just this simple step seemed to Panhu like a mountain of knives crushing him.
To be honest, if Patriarch Quanfeng hadn't been seriously injured in his private parts, and there were champions and kings of Wu Dao who were eyeing him, he really wouldn't be afraid of a killing god.
But now the situation is stronger than the people, so I can only swallow my anger.
"Okay, today our ancestor will give the God of Death a face and let the little beast go for now!"
"Zhuzi, remember, the next time we meet you will be your death!!"
When has disaster ever suffered, especially with your mouth?
Hearing this, he immediately retorted.
"Old bastard, are you stupid? If you give your face to Brother Bai, won't you be so shameless yourself?!"
"Besides, our Brother Bai is a fool...Old bastard, you are so wicked. Are you going to scold Brother Bai in a roundabout way?!"
"Brother Bai, how can you bear this?! Anyway, if I decide that I can't bear it! At least I have to beat the old boy until he becomes paralyzed and incontinent!!"
“I will have to rely on a wheelchair to walk for the rest of my life!”
While Chen Daji was "stoking dissension", he deliberately tilted his mouth and eyes, made six with his left hand and seven with his right hand, and dangled around with one leg.
It was fun to watch the Sirius cavalry, but they tried their best to hold back their laughter due to the majesty of the God of Death.
After all, my young general brought along with him... Erpilian...
On the other hand, the beggar army had no taboos, and everyone laughed.
They are just a group of people begging for survival in troubled times, and they don't care about any bullshit rules.
Speaking of rules, the beggar army has only one rule: whoever doesn’t let us live, let him die first!
It is precisely because of this market personality that they will get closer and closer to Chen Daji in the future.
In the words of Hui Laoliu, they are "similar in smell".
In the end, the beggar army also became one of the biggest backers of the "Jie Liuzi Army".
...
Seeing that he was provoked by the disaster, the God of Death looked at him more and more unkindly, how could Panhu dare to say harsh words again.
He didn't want to be "explained" inexplicably in this barren mountain.
He snorted coldly and was about to turn around and leave, but was held back by the disaster.
"You can leave, old bastard, but you must return the treasure to us first!"
Panhu thought that Chen was deliberately making things difficult for him, so he asked in a deep voice with a cold face.
"Shuzi, don't talk nonsense. When will I get your treasure..."
Before he could finish speaking, Panhu suddenly realized: But no, the big summer dragon bird is still stuck in his butt.
And given the current situation, if he didn't "return" the knife, he would definitely not be able to escape.
So he raised his heart, grabbed the handle of the knife with his backhand, and pulled it outward.
Just listen to a pop and something red and yellow spurts out.
Fortunately, the disaster was quick to hide when the situation was bad, otherwise it would have rained all over his face and body.
Don’t forget that the Lord of Inufeng is over two meters tall!
Panhu endured the severe pain and threw Daxia Longque at Chen Daji's feet, wanting to "hit the road" again with a face full of grief and anger.
But before he could take a step forward, he was pulled back by the evil hand holding his nose.
"Old bastard, are you kidding me?! There's more!"
"More?! You little beast, you're not done yet, are you?!"
"Do you really think I'm easy to bully, ancestor?!" Panhu's face twitched in grief and anger.
This "movement" immediately caused pain in my teeth...it really did.
The little fascist's horn helmet is still stuck on his nose...
After being humiliated one after another, Panhu didn't think much at all. He stretched out his hand and pulled off the horned steel helmet.
What was pulled off was not only the helmet, but also half of Panhu's nose.
Produced by Dashi, it is not a high-quality product.
Those barbs on the "horns" are not just for decoration...
Enduring the severe pain, Panhu left behind his "steel helmet" and his big nose, and immediately ran away into the distance without saying a word.
To be honest, Patriarch Quan Feng was afraid at this time, afraid of the unscrupulous young man in front of him.
I was afraid that if I stayed for one more second, I would get hurt.
If Panhu makes a New Year's wish now, I hope the world will be free from harm from now on...
The others looked at Panhu's retreating figure and sighed that he was worthy of being a young general.
The dignified ancient king was treated so miserably by him... Damn!
This means that evil people will be punished by evil people!
Our Major General is truly the tyrant among evil!
