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Chapter 1150: What a big tone(2/2)

"I thought he was some big shot, but I didn't expect him to be just a young boy who doesn't know the world.

Destroy this village?

What a loud tone!”

The wizard envoy sneered.

From this few words, he had already judged that Xiao Changfeng was a stupid young man who had just arrived from the Central Plains in southern Xinjiang.

Do you really think that the people in southern Xinjiang are all backward barbarians?

This sense of superiority.

The witchcraft envoy has seen many.

Basically, warriors who come to southern Xinjiang from Central China will have this sense of superiority.

Consider yourself noble.

Treat barbarians as inferior.

But people like this basically don't end well.

Most of them were slaughtered as fat sheep by the barbarians.

And at this time.

The man and woman in front of them obviously cannot escape this fate.

"Arrogant boy, do you really think this is China-Earth?"

Lang Ben and Ji Si also sneered.

Looking at the eyes of Xiao Changfeng and the Deer Spirit Saint.

Just like a hunter looking at his prey.

And it's easy prey.

"Lord Messenger, you have seen that these two fat sheep from Middle Earth are extremely arrogant. Please take action and kill them quickly."

Yuanji caught the opportunity and continued to urge.

I hope the witchcraft envoys can take action quickly.

Kill Xiao Changfeng and the Deer Spirit Saint.

In this way, he can justify himself and prevent his secret from being discovered.

"Elder Xiao!"

Being stared at by the witchcraft messenger and others.

Saintess Luling's neck felt cold and she couldn't help but tug at Xiao Changfeng's sleeve.

Standing in front of them were four powerful men of the Imperial Martial Realm.

There are also eight hundred warriors from Tanlang Village around.

If you are not careful, you may end up here.

At this time, she felt full of regret.

Why couldn't I have said a few more words before?

Let Xiao Changfeng give up this dangerous idea! It's a pity that she doesn't know Xiao Changfeng's ability.

At this time, Xiao Changfeng looked calm under the fierce gazes of everyone.

"I originally wanted to spare your lives, but since you are seeking your own death, I have no choice but to grant it to you!"

Xiao Changfeng shook his head slightly.

A look of regret.

This made the witch sect envoy and others feel that Xiao Changfeng was extremely arrogant.

In Tanlang Village.

Face to face with four powerful men in the Imperial Martial Realm.

The courage is commendable.

But he dies faster.

"Boy, just because of your words, I have given up my plan to keep your whole body. I will let you die without a burial place!"

Lang Ben stared at Xiao Changfeng coldly, his tone cold.

Then he waved his hand suddenly.

"Warriors of Tanlang Village, tear him into pieces!"

Lang Ben is the clan leader of Tanlang Village.

With an order, eight hundred barbarian warriors swarmed in from all directions.

They wore iron thorn armor and held various weapons.

Like thousands of troops.

They rushed towards Xiao Changfeng and the Deer Spirit Saint in an instant.

This moment.
Chapter completed!
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