Chapter seven hundred and ninety-two sacred(1/2)
George's claw was extremely sharp, and the entire palm was filled with sharp air flow, which gradually twisted the air around him.
At this moment, Tang Zhun was still standing there without moving.
George saw this scene with a expressionless face. He had seen many such frightened people.
But.
At this moment, George did not stop his movements.
His palm rushed straight towards Tang Zhun's chest.
However!
That is at this time.
Tang Zhun's eyes lit up slightly.
The next moment.
George only felt like a wall appeared in front of him.
In an instant.
George's face changed drastically.
He felt that his palm hit him as if he had hit something that could not be broken anyway.
this......
What's going on?!
this......
How is this possible?!
You must know.
I am a powerful man who refines the spirit and becomes empty!
However!
Just when George was stunned.
Tang Zhun's eyes lit up slightly again.
"Bang..."
"Click!"
"Click!"
"Click!"
George's entire arm burst directly into the air, turning into a ball of blood mist. The bones in his entire right arm were also constantly breaking at this time, making crisp sounds, and his whole body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.
At this moment, Tang Zhun glanced at George who was flying backwards and said lightly: "You are too weak."
"We Chinese people pay attention to courtesy and exchanges. As a report, I decided to send you to your God."
As Tang Zhun finished speaking.
The next moment!
Tang Zhun's figure suddenly moved.
No one's eyes could keep up with the speed that Tang Zhun showed, and his figure was like a ghost, rushing out.
At this moment, George, who had just hit the ground hard, had his expression changed again and again.
consternation!
Thriller!
Shocked!
Panic!
An endless look continued to appear on his cheeks.
Who is he?!
Who is the guy in front of you?!
Why is his strength so powerful?!
this......
Too horrible!
It made him feel so incredible!
And just as George was changing his expression, he suddenly saw Tang Zhun appear in front of him.
"Gu Long!"
"Gu Long!"
Seeing Tang Zhun standing in front of him and looking down at him.
George, whose bones in his right arm had all broken, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva in his throat.
There may be people in this world who are not afraid of death, but it is definitely not the George in front of him.
At this moment when facing life and death, George no longer had the scene that he had just been arrogant. His voice suddenly became trembling and said tremblingly to Tang Zhun: "Previous... Senior, misunderstanding... these are all misunderstandings. I can explain that you have completely dirty your hands when you attack me."
"Thank you for your body shape. It will really dirty my hands when you attack someone like you. I will never attack you."
Upon hearing this, Tang Zhun nodded silently and said in agreement.
Hearing Tang Zhun's words, George's expression suddenly appeared on his face.
Obviously!
George himself never expected that Tang Zhun would really not be able to do it himself because of his own words.
How could there be such an idiot in this world?
But that is when George was thinking about it.
"laugh!"
The next moment!
But Tang Zhun stretched out a hand and sucked at a table in the distance.
Suddenly.
The pairs of wooden chopsticks that were originally placed on the table immediately came towards Tang Zhunhua.
Immediately afterwards.
Only see.
Tang Zhun turned his palm and pointed at George.
moment!
The pairs of wooden chopsticks rushed towards George who was lying on the ground like heavy rain.
"call out!"
"call out!"
"Swish swish swish swish!!!"
The sounds of breaking through the air echoed between this world.
The wooden chopsticks were like sharp arrows that burst out from the strings of the arrows.
Tang Zhun's palm moved casually.
These wooden chopsticks all hit George's head in a concentrated manner. Tang Zhun never showed mercy to those who dared to attack him.
"Puff!"
"Puff!"
"Puff!!!"
"Ahhhhh!!!"
The sounds of sharp objects running through the flesh and blood are overwhelming, which naturally makes people feel a sense of thrilling pores.
It is naturally mixed with George's tragic and sarcastic voice.
But!
It only takes one or two seconds.
George's screams of pain disappeared.
Tang Zhun looked at George, whose entire head was already full of chopsticks, and he said to himself: "I always keep my word. I didn't do anything directly to you, so that my hands would not be dirty."
quiet!
To be continued...