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Chapter 271 to please

One day later, Spiral Sword Continent.

Li Bumian didn't have to do anything, but just ordered Di Luote, the second-ranked slave under the bloodline, to come forward. With his terrifying strength, he successfully collected five swords. With the Blood Thorn Sword and the three swords he had obtained before, Li Bumian had already collected nine of them.

The meaning of success and defeat of the enemy can be roughly understood as if two attacks meet, one will definitely be affected. Di Luote is obviously the loser. Tianheng in Li Bumian's pocket thought of this.

This time, Di Luote used the song of hell to successfully destroy the enemy, and took back the sword master's sword, half-kneeled in front of Li Bumian, and presented the sword with both hands.

Under Li Bumian's training, Di Luote no longer had the noble and elegant posture before, and his brown hair without combed seemed a little decayed. His eyes, which were originally golden and red, were dimmed, and seemed to have become a loyal slave.

Li Bumian did not maintain the true ancestor of the blood clan, and Jinhong's eyes returned to darkness. He looked at the sword presented by Di Luote, a little speechless, because it did not look like a sword, but a strange and slender drill.

My drill bit is a drill bit that can break through the sky, um ah ah ah ah!

I really wanted to get into something strange, but don't worry, Li Bumian was still very satisfied with Di Luote's efficiency. In this way, there were only five left to the goal.

"It's obviously a inferior creature, but he's very sensible."

Li Bumian took the drill bit casually and confirmed that it was the real thing, and put it into his space ring.

Di Luote's fair and smooth neck was tied to an iron chain by Li Bumian, and was tied to a pillar like a dog. He was even more unbearable than Wei Xinqi. He became a complete slave. The only reason why he became like this was that he angered Li Bumian.

Di Luote's withered face showed an expression of indulgence, and endless humiliation and unwillingness burst out in his heart, but he couldn't do anything. Because of blood suppression, Di Luote could only completely obey Li Bumian's orders. Even if he had great ability, he could not show it to Li Bumian.

"Can you let me go after collecting fourteen swords for you?"

At this time, Di Luote could not care about the face of higher life and asked in a calm tone.

Tianhen in Li Bumian's pocket secretly despised him. Di Luote really lost the face of the true ancestor's bloodline. If it were Di Luote, it would choose to self-destruct without hesitation.

Click!

The iron chains tightly gathered in Li Bumian's hand suddenly closed and tied Di Luote's neck tightly. Li Bumian showed no mercy and directly used his body transformed by the blood of the true ancestor to tighten the iron chain.

Di Luote suffocated and his neck was covered with dark blue blood stasis, but he looked at Li Bumian with helplessness.

"What a irreversive servant, do you miss my whip so much?"

Li Bumian said, turning into a sadist at this moment, ruthlessly ravaging Di Luote.

Tianheng's cheeks are hot, and he is shy to cover his face. Tianheng's limited edition.

Di Luote said nothing, as if he had accepted his fate.

Li Bumian held the chain and pulled it violently, and Di Luote fell to the ground in an instant.

Bang!

Di Luote's beautiful handsome face had an intimate contact with the earth, and his face was covered with mud and he was in a mess.

Dong.

Li Bumian's black boots stepped on Dilute's head and caressed Dilute's cheek with the soles of his shoes.

"Lower creatures, learn how to please me, before I lose interest in you and seek other servants."

Li Bumian said coldly.

Tianhen felt a little regretful for Di Luote, but it was a pity that this master-servant game had no safe words, it was a traditional meaning, humiliating...

Di Luote felt endless humiliation in his heart, and it was not just Li Bumian's trampling on himself.

Instead, he seemed to start to enjoy...he...he came...

Li Bumian did not understand Di Luote's thoughts. If he knew, he would throw Di Luote far away.

After Li Bumian asked Dongfang Sao about the location of the next sword, he dragged Di Luote away like a dog, using a narrow relative footwork to rush there.

After less than half a day.

Black Tao Sword Continent.

"Six-style·finger gun!"

Bang bang bang bang!

Thousands of people were wearing coats, and two big cursive scripts of "Gantian" were written behind the clothes. One thousand people used finger guns of one of the six-style navy styles at the same time. Suddenly, the air burst and burst into pieces, and the impact force like bullets rushed towards Di Luote.

However, Dilote's body is so powerful that he is the only winner of the Blood Thorn Sword Continent. In order to obtain the Blood Thorn Sword, he killed all the competitors, and his strength is extremely terrifying.

Facing tens of thousands of finger guns, Di Luote walked towards the men in coats without hiding or avoiding them.

Dingding Ding Ding...

I heard a series of clanging sounds of steel, and the finger gun hit Di Luote, as if he was hitting a stone with an egg, and could not shake it at all.

After Li Bumian had a thug as powerful as Di Luote, he watched the show alone in the distance, took out Tianheng, who was wearing a bear-patterned suspender belt in his arms, and teased him like a cat.

Tianhen felt extremely humiliated. His identity seemed to be even more humble than Dilote. He was not even as good as a slave... He was a pet...

At this time, the battle situation on Dilote's side became more and more intense.

"Blood Jungle."

Di Luote raised his palm, and a ten-meter-wide scarlet six-point magic array suddenly burst out. Countless blood-filled thorns rushed out of the land, growing like a flood. Only continuous screams and wailing sounds were heard. The blood-filled thorns had pierced the bodies of hundreds of people and were about to continue slaughtering.

A figure fell from the sky, and a huge pit was smashed from the earth, raising waves of dust in the sky. The fierce pressure caused Di Luote's offensive to break instantly.

When the minions saw the leader appear, their faces burst into excitement.

"My subordinates, I have been taken care of by you."

A man slowly revealed his true body in the gradually dissipating wind and sand. He was a thin but very strong man. Like everyone else, he was wearing a white coat with two words written on it, "Dan Tian".

He is the boss of the Gantian Pirates. He originally wanted to choose the name of this organization, but this is too vulgar and cannot enter the elegant hall, so he changed it to Gantian.

"You're the boss here?"

Di Luotesheng asked reluctantly, knowing that his behavior now really pleased Li Bumian, which made him embarrassed and angry.

"Yes, I'm the captain of the Gantian Pirates."

Gan Tiannan replied calmly.

"Since that's the case, hand over the Black Tao Sword, otherwise..."

Di Luote wanted to speak but stopped, believing that Gan Tiannan already knew what he was talking about.

"If otherwise, what?"

Gan Tiannan had a hint of anger in his tone. Hei Tao Sword must not be handed over to others.

"Those people are your end."

Di Luote pointed to those who had been pierced through his body with blood and said calmly.

When Gan Tiannan saw the tragic death of hundreds of his subordinates, he instantly fell into a state of rage.

"You... are very kind!"
Chapter completed!
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