"Want to run."

Falling heavily on the ground, Xuan Ye couldn't help backing away. In the sense of seeing and hearing, he found that Miss Ba Jin had escaped.

"Today, don't even try to run." With the continuous explosion, Xuan Ye's feet were red and his figure disappeared again.

"Not good." Miss Ba Jin, who was about to run away, had an old face full of fear, because in front of her, a ghost-like face was staring at her.

"Psychedelic. Emotionally deep."

A wave of black ripples, lightning fast, rushed straight to Xuan Ye.

"Do you think I'll still be recruited? You dead old woman." Shen Han's body was behind his back, causing Miss Ba Jin's hair to explode.

"what...."

With a scream, Miss Bajin's face was distorted, his body turned into a streamer, and a crack was formed in the gully on the ground, and he finally collapsed into the gravel with his dying breath.

Compared to Weibull, Miss Bajin is just useless except for having a weird devil fruit.

Xuan Ye was only one blow, but Miss Ba Jin couldn't move. Originally, Xuan Ye thought that Miss Ba Jin was very strong, so this kick used all his strength. Unexpectedly, this kick almost killed him instantly. Miss Barkin.

The figure disappeared again, and a sharp blade appeared in Xuan Ye's hand, slashing towards Miss Ba Jin's fearful head.

"Shock. Penetration."

Short of breath, full of the smell of blood, Weibull's figure appeared on the right side of Xuan Ye, right fist, that white energy, made the air vibrate.

Before he could think about it, Xuan Ye gave up killing Miss Ba Jin, and instead moved the sharp blade in his hand towards Weibull's attack.

"boom...."

The ground burst, Xuan Ye took a few steps back and stopped, his face extremely gloomy.

"Mom, are you alright!" Bloody and scarred, Weibull guarded Miss Ba Jin tightly, watching Xuan Ye vigilantly.

"Cough...cough...I almost died." Blocking on the ground, Miss Ba Jin felt that his whole body was falling apart, and he couldn't use any strength.

"Mom, don't worry! I will protect you." Panting, the wounds on Weibull's body were visibly recovering.

"Idiot son, you have to work hard, or today, we will be dead."

Miss Ba Jin had a hard time exporting, she didn't want to die, she managed to control this cheap son, and she didn't own the treasure in the world yet.

"sucker Punch."

Standing up, Xuan Ye looked at the Weibull mother and son like a dead man.

"I won't let you kill your mother." Weibull's face was firm, his eyes were blood red, he rushed out without turning his head, and shouted angrily, "Mom, I'll hold him back, you hurry up and leave me alone."

"court death."

With cold eyes, endless flames erupted, Xuan Ye stretched out his hand, the tips of his fingers were red, and countless rays spewed out.

"Ding...ding..." Like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, Weibull's fists overflowed with energy, directly smashing the projected rays, constantly approaching Xuan Ye.

"Shock. Shine."

Approaching, Weibull's body surrounded by white energy, like a spar, condensed, and then shook the space.

"Through Ray."

The hands are united in a triangle shape, the flame is compressed, and a torn triangular ray rotates into the sky.

"Zi...Zi..." The sound of piercing the eardrums, that sound spread throughout the audience.

"Boom...Boom..." One red and one white, the whole sky continued to roar, the entire fish-man island, except for Jinping who could see the blurry figure, the other people looked up, only to feel that the sky was constantly bursting.

"Pfft..." Bending over, blood vomited from the corner of his mouth, Xuan Ye grinned, grabbed Weibull's right hand, turned around, and threw angrily towards the ground.

"Super. Vulcan gun."

Shen Han stared, his hands embraced, high in the sky, countless flames quickly entangled, and a huge spear over a thousand meters rolled down.

"Shock. Unsolvable epic."

The figure fell heavily on the ground, Weibull snorted, roared, looked up, and looked at the falling giant soldier, like a beast, roaring out

"Boom...Boom..." The terrifying cracks crossed, and the entire Fishman Island roared. On the ground, a huge deep pit stood in shock.

"Hu...hu..." As he fell to the ground, Xuan Ye's body shook a little, because his physical strength was about to run out.

"Bang..." The rock turned upside down, and in the deep pit, a palm with visible bones fell heavily on the ground.

"I, I won't let you kill your mother." Lying on the ground, his ribs were clearly visible, and Weibull's eyes were red with blood.

"You... don't have that qualification." The figure appeared instantly, Xuan Ye grinned, kicked without mercy, and slammed down directly.

"Ah..." A heart-wrenching scream, a scarred arm was abruptly broken by Xuan Ye.

"I won't let you kill your mother." Screaming, Weibull turned over his other hand, condensed weak white energy, and bombarded Xuan Ye's stomach.

"sucker Punch."

The flames were entwined, a sharp blade, cold and ruthless, cut across, and an arm flew into the air and fell heavily on the ground.

"It was cut for the master."

His face was full of blood and blood. At this time, Xuan Ye's face looked like a ghost, ferocious and terrifying. Without hesitation, he waved his hand, and one thigh was heavily divided.

"This was cut for the mistress."

"Ah..." kept screaming, the scene was shattered, the murlocs in the distance, heart palpitations, all looked at the center in fear, the cruel scene of the demon.

"Ah...." The other thigh was split, and at this moment, Weibull became a human stick, and the blood had already dyed the ground red.

"This was cut for Xiaoxing."

"I said, I will definitely make your life worse than death. I will definitely do it. You owe my master, and I want you to pay it back ten times, a hundred times, and a thousand times."

Full of madness, Xuan Ye smiled wickedly, holding a sharp blade, like the **** of death in hell, cold-blooded and cruel.

"Isn't your recovery ability very strong? You can restore it to me." With a sharp blade waving, a thin piece of flesh flew out into the air.

"Today, I will cut your flesh and cramp you. I will make your life worse than death, and I will make you regret coming into this world."

"You...you...you lunatic." At this time, even Weibull, who was missing a muscle, was afraid.

"Enjoy it, and then I'll let you repay it a thousand times over."

After he finished speaking, Xuan Ye had gone crazy and started to slash Weibull's flesh one by one. As he said, he even slapped Weibull's tendons.

"Ah...ah..." The terrifying scream, the harsh voice, began to sound.

An hour later, the scene was silent, and all the murlocs were pale at this time, all kneeling on the ground, looking at the terrifying figure in the center with fear.

He was covered in blood, his face was distorted, the bright red blood was low, Xuan Ye was holding a sharp blade, and under his feet, a **** skeleton without flesh fell heavily to the ground.

An hour, a full hour, Xuan Ye tortured Weibull, as he said, to let Weibull return ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, or even death.

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