Not only was Heng Mo Ping Phetsu’s strength unfathomable.
Most of all, this man is a complete madman.
He is a man of personal preference.
And he was extremely ruthless, treating human lives like gra*s.
“Do you seem to be afraid of me?”
Walking outside the crowd, Heng Mo Ping Phetsu suddenly asked towards his companion beside him.
As for the latter, he was directly frightened and his face turned pale.
“No ，，，， no,, there.”
When he finished stammering.
Heng Wu Ping Phetsu lifted his leg and kicked him far away.
And after the latter mounted the wall, scarlet blood caught in the shredded flesh of this internal organs and spurted straight out.
“Hmph, how dare you fight for my divine kingdom with such little guts.”
At this moment, Venerable Hachiman also had a gloomy face.
This hadn’t even gone into battle yet, and he had directly ruined one of his own.
“You …..”
Angrily, he raised his arm and pointed at the other party for a long time.
Venerable Hachiman finally did not utter a word of accusation.
“Your opponent is strong, so you must not take it lightly.”
Heng Mo Ping Phetsu simply waved his hand indifferently.
“Che, it is true that the older one gets, the less courageous one becomes.”
With that he lifted his steps and walked towards the martial arts stage.
“It has been a long time since I have tasted the blood of a young girl, sweet.”
After leaving a faint sentence, he slowly walked up to the martial arts stage.
As he approached Bamboo Leaf Green, he took a deep breath.
“It’s true that the fresh fragrance of a maiden is what gives the greatest satisfaction to the sense of smell.”
He said and lifted his cheeks, grinning with a mouth full of big teeth, and looked at Bamboo Leaf Green.
And at the Martial Union’s elders’ viewing gallery.
The first sight of this man.
Master Bitterness Chi suddenly clenched the Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.
“This youth has such a heavy fierce aura!
This person must have the blood of countless living beings on his hands.”
As soon as Xuanyuan Ming heard this, he instantly understood.
And then he secretly thought of the Martial Union and gave a secret gesture to the head judge.
Indicating the other party to protect this disciple of the Hundred Victory Blade King.
At this moment, Zhu Yeqing, looking at this perverted behaviour of his opponent, naturally frowned in disgust.
“How disgusting!”
At these words, Heng Mo Ping Pheasantzu, who originally still had a demented look on his face, his smile stalled.
Staring at his bloodshot eyes, his entire cheeks slowly you twisted up.
After bringing his head closer to Bamboo Leaf Green.
He spoke in a soft voice.
“You know what? I’ve had many pretty young girls say that about me before.
And then guess what happened?”
After pausing in his words, Heng Wu Ping Phetsu’s face shifted again to one of extreme madness.
“They all ended up within the iron cage by me.
The sound of that pleading was simply wonderful.
Ha ha ha. You will be the next one.”
After saying that, he stared at Zhu Yeqing again with a face full of anticipation.
It seemed like he wanted to see the look of fear from within the other party’s eyes.
Only to his disappointment.
From the beginning to the end, the young girl in front of him, the expression on her face had not changed other than disgust.
“Che, exactly boring!”
After saying that he licked his lips greedily and slowly stepped backwards.
At this moment, the referee also walked up to the martial arts stage.
And Bamboo Leaf Green finally waited for the signal that the match was about to start.
With a shake of her right shoulder.
The wooden box behind her smashed heavily to the ground, kicking up countless dust in a flash.
After Bamboo Leaf Green straightened up again.
A large one-person tall sword was being held steadily in her hand.
“The match begins!”
As the referee gave the order.
Bamboo Leaf Green lifted her foot and kicked, and the coldly coloured saw instantly swung and moved.
There was no nonsense whatsoever.
With a cold face, she directly swung her blade forward, and a powerful aura instantly filled the air.
The fierce blade aura seemed to be intended to split the disgusting man in front of her in half.
Seeing the cold blade coming at him.
Heng Mo Ping Phetsu shook his head in contempt.
This move was indeed not weak in terms of power level.
But it was unfortunate that it had met him, strength by strength but not agility.
This predestined him to be the winner of this match.