The burly Indian man with a red scarf on his head, carrying a black broadsword, was majestic, responding to his order, and there were six cultivators, each carrying a weapon, and followed behind him.

One of them, a white man with a European appearance, was tall and spoke with excitement and arrogance.

"General Pago, we have been stationed in the headquarters with the Lord of the Hanging King for a month, and we have not met anyone to provoke, hehe, now it's okay, there is finally a person who is not afraid of death and wants to play tricks here, and his subordinates implore him to go into battle later, and he will be beaten into meat sauce in the future!"

The white man raised his calloused fist and smiled cruelly.

The Indian man wrapped in a red scarf, named Pago, looked at the other party at the moment, did not object, and said with a smile: "Then be merciful, don't beat people's brains out and splash them on me, I can't spare you!"

Someone next to him immediately answered: "Then what can happen, isn't there just one of us who likes to eat brains, haha." ”

In the team, a short and stout man, licking his lips, had a very fierce expression: "Hehe, it's better than monkey brains anyway, no one should rob me!"

"Of course, hahaha!"

Several people burst into laughter.

In a few words, it was as if the person who would commit the crime had been sentenced to death, and the trespasser was not taken seriously at all anyway.

The reason is also simple, this is the headquarters of the Red Robe Country, in terms of deterrence, it is bigger than the Indian royal palace, not to mention the big names in the secular world, even if it is a king realm powerhouse in the cultivation world, they don't dare to mess around here.

The founder of the red-robed country, the red-robed monk king, is notoriously ruthless, and anyone who dares to go wild here has to weigh it.

Anyway, they followed Lord Gbagbo, nicknamed "The Hanging King", to guard here, and in more than a month, there was no trespassing.

Soon, the group of seven came to the side of the huge garden near the outside.

Looking ahead, I saw that the gate that was carved with a defensive formation flickered, and as the gate itself was shaking, it seemed that there was an unsupportable posture.

"Fakyu! this guy still has some tricks, him!"

The white man shouted, but was not surprised that the gate seemed to be breached.

Just because, although this gate is arranged in a formation and has a defensive effect, more effects are still reflected in the warning.

Because the red-robed monk king felt that at the headquarters of the red-robed country, there was no need to make the gate super high-level, which would only show outsiders that the red-robed country had no self-confidence.

Therefore, the defensive effect of this gate can only be super ordinary, and the Sect Master of Transformation will be able to blast it open.

And he is actually also a Transforming Strength Grandmaster.

As for his direct boss, Pargo, is a Heavenly Realm Grand Master!

"Withdraw the formation, open the door, lest the fool outside break the gate, and Lord Babo will have to reprimand us when we turn back. ”

Prego said lightly.

The subordinate immediately went to do it, pressed a switch on the wall, and suddenly, the huge gate opened slowly, and the flickering light on the surface of the door disappeared.

Wang Lun and the seven people began to look at each other.

"Grass, just one person!"

One of the seven yelled dissatisfied.

I thought it was a group of people who came to provoke it, but I didn't expect it to be just one person.

The white man, who had a penchant for beating people into meat sauce with his fists, seemed very excited and shouted, "This man is mine!"

And the weird guy who bluntly said that he liked brains licked his lips and was equally excited.

"I'm still a Chinese. ”

Pargo spoke indifferently, staring at Wang Lun with cold eyes, as if looking at his prey, his eyes were excited and dangerous.

He continued, "I heard that Huaxia is the country with the largest number of monks outside of foreign races. ”

The founding master, the red-robed monk king, once hoped that those powerhouses in the royal realm of Huaxia who had stopped the blood of the longevity gate would join the red-robed country and become the lord of the country, which also let their subordinates know that the number of monks in Huaxia far exceeded that of India and other countries.

"Hehe, that's just right, let's kill a Huaxia cultivator today, I heard that the most hated by the Lord of Creation is the Huaxia cultivator. ”

The white man took Pago's words, almost gearing up.

"Are you done?"

Wang Lun took a few steps forward and asked, looking calm and relaxed.

The white Europeans and the short, fierce man were about to go berserk, but they were stopped by Pago, who asked coldly: "What if you finish speaking, what if you don't finish speaking?"

He spoke, like everyone else, in English, with a haughty and stiff expression.

Wang Lun can understand, and he will say it himself, and he said unhurriedly: "After speaking, then it will be good to send you on the road." ”

Pargo's face changed, and then a mocking smile appeared, and he snorted coldly: "You have an old saying in Huaxia, if you are not afraid of the wind and flash your tongue, you might as well tell you, I will let you be here!"

Wang Lun ignored it, looked around, and asked lightly: "There should always be a strong man in the King Realm stationed here." ”

"Hmph, it's enough to have me!"

Pargo said angrily, very unhappy with Wang Lun's contempt for him.

I heard that after the establishment of the red-robed country, the red-robed monk king tried his best to recruit five strong people in the royal realm, so there were five lords.

It's just that later he heard that the Sable King and several other lords had an accident, and the specific reason was unknown to him, and it seemed that the red-robed monk king was very reluctant to talk about such a thing.

He is one of the lords' subordinates, this lord Gbagbo is nicknamed "The Twisting King", from Brazil, who has cultivated the ancient Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu to the point of reaching the peak, and took the opportunity of the revival of the aura to complete the transcendence in one fell swoop, promoted to the powerhouse of the royal realm, and was invited by the red-robed monk king.

"Hanging King" is the lord, and under the lord is the general, that is, the meaning of the main general, he is a general!

The general, cultivated to the point of reaching the level of the Great Grandmaster of the Heavenly Realm, in the entire red-robed country, the number of generals is only worthy of twelve, and due to the scarcity of numbers, the status is also very high.

Now, this Chinese man of unknown origin but who looks very young and has no strong aura on his body at all, but he regards himself and others as nothing, making him unbearable!

"Boy, I, Pago, don't kill the nameless junior, report your name, and after that, you can get your death!"

Pargo said angrily, his demeanor and tone were all insolent and exposed.

Seeing the boss do this, the six Grandmaster-level cultivators behind him were also excited, especially the white man and the short and strong man who loved brains, and they couldn't wait to do it immediately.

"I'm sorry, the one who led the death, but the seven of you were the first ones. ”

"If you feel lonely on Huangquan Road, don't worry, the second batch will appear next. ”

Wang Lun said coldly.

I came here to destroy the headquarters of the red-robed country and hit the red-robed monk king hard, not to mention that these people who were recruited by the red-robed monk king were all enemies, and they would be killed if they were killed.

"Look for death!" the white man raised his fist and threw a punch into the air.

The terrifying speed of the fist sent a sonic boom directly into the air.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, look at it, one of your ass faces will be beaten up like this by me, and your brains will come out, understand?"

After this man finished speaking, he didn't forget to laugh.

Wang Lun didn't bother to mock, but said: "What kind of people are the red-robed monks recruited, do they only play tricks?"

Pargo stopped the actions of his subordinates, squinted, stared at Wang Lun, and sneered at each other: "You can only brag, and you don't even dare to report your name." ”

Wang Lun shook his head: "It's not that I don't dare, but I'm afraid that the report will come out and scare you." ”

Seven people laughed at the same time, all unscrupulous.

Pugo glanced at Wang Lun, and mocked Wang Lun in a different way: "Yes, then you can report it, maybe we will be afraid of urinating incontinence and peeing our pants when we are scared." ”

Behind him, there was a burst of laughter.

Wang Lun said unhurriedly: "Then you have to listen well." ”

Pargo was very impatient, and glared: "Then you just say, brave Huaxia!"

"Wang Lun. ”

Wang Lun only said two words.

"What?"

Prego was stunned for a second, then quickly asked this question, but when he said these two words, the two lips came out subconsciously as if they were completely mechanically manipulating.

"You hear me very clearly. Wang Lun was expressionless and spoke lightly.

Rub and rub.

Prego suddenly took several steps back, his face pale.

Being held by his subordinates, anyone who supported him could feel that Pargo's body was trembling, that was afraid!

"What's the matter, Lord General?" the white man was puzzled, completely unable to understand what was going on.

He ...... He ......"

Pargo stammered, he didn't even have the strength to say a whole sentence, he just felt that the sky was spinning and the sky was falling!

Wang Lun turned out to be the super strong person in Huaxia who could cultivate to the king realm without relying on the blood of the Shou Gate!

According to the grapevine, the deaths of several lords such as the Sable King of the Red-robed Country were caused by Wang Lun.

Sky!

I didn't expect this person to come!

And he also threatened to kill Wang Lun!

"What, I don't understand," said the white man, very strangely, puzzled, "Could it be that this Chinese monkey is very strong?"

The white man didn't believe it at all, but then he heard Wang Lun say: "Whether you recognize me or not, you can't change the result, you, as the first batch, should go on the road." ”

Wang Lun turned on the Grim Reaper Harvest mode.

The cold and murderous aura on his body began to permeate the surroundings.

On the one hand, the white man was furious, and on the other hand, he was also a little timid, looking at the young Chinese man who was a head shorter than him and had lost dozens of pounds on the other side, he actually felt that the other party had brought him a force of oppression!

Ahhh

The short and stout man seemed to be much slower, and he didn't feel the danger, shouting that this person's brain belongs to me, and at the same time he grabbed a pair of stone locks and smashed them at Wang Lun.

A pair of stone locks smashed violently, and the force of the smashing down was extremely amazing, even an armored car would be smashed to pieces in an instant!

However, when Shi Suo was about to hit Wang Lun's head, he stopped abruptly.

Wang Lun didn't move, and his hands didn't move, but a layer of earthy yellow halo appeared on his head, forming a light mask, and the pair of stone locks that smashed down heavily touched this halo, and he couldn't smash it anymore.

"What's going on......

The short man couldn't believe that he couldn't smash the halo that seemed to be there with such a big force!

Wang Lun's hand that didn't move, finally moved.