Rise From Doomsday Chapter 1249: , stir the situation (3)

In this world, there are always a small group of people who are desperately powerful and can't even generate jealousy. Their strength has surpassed the scope of jealousy, and old lunatics belong to this category.

The old madman’s age is unknown, his birthplace is unknown, his hobbies are unknown... When he appears, he is extremely powerful, meeting gods and killing gods, encountering demons and slaughtering demons. The scene at that time has not been experienced by anyone present, but they all listened to it. As I said, the world that I killed has lost its color, but all the enemies who dare to block the footsteps are killed by the old madman. He never hesitates, never shows mercy. Of course, the important thing is that no one can block his fist.

The stunt used by the old madman is the Great Judgment Fist. It was also the first time that the Great Judgment Fist appeared in front of the world, and it surprised more than a generation. Since then, the Great Judgment Fist has become synonymous with the old madman. Of course, it doesn't matter whether the big judgment fist made the old madman, or the old madman made the big judgment fist, it doesn't matter anymore. What's important is that everyone knows how far an old madman can't provoke, how far he can hide.

Because the old madman is so against the sky, the people present are like enemies. Five or six people, some are well-known masters who have been famous for a long time, some are in high positions, and half of their feet have already stepped into the soil. Every move has attracted attention, but when it comes to old lunatics, no one can calm down. .

"You guys? Will the old madman appear in "World of Warcraft"?" The white-headed man half joked, his words made everyone's faces show weird expressions.

Old madman? Enter "World of Warcraft"? That feeling is like an old-fashioned pedant who wears a three-point pose and dances a pole dance, still in the public. The picture is too beautiful to imagine.

"Unless the sun comes out from the west." The blue-clothed middle-aged slowly said: "The old madman doesn't even know what game helmets are, and people like him are not allowed to be exposed."

Several people, their expressions eased a little bit inadvertently.

The fighting power of the old lunatic is against the sky, the big judgment fist is strong and fierce, and the world is unparalleled. There are more people killed than many people have seen, but the people in the world cannot be killed by one person, the old lunatic There are still many enemies.

No one can sneak and kill the old madman. It relies on the terrifying induction and strength of the master. If he wears a helmet and enters the game, his senses will be weakened. Ordinary people are still unable to get close to him. But the master's words are fine, so it's impossible for an old madman to do this, otherwise, he wouldn't know when he died.

No one wants to meet an old madman. In reality, there are many surveillance equipment that can be avoided in advance, but "World of Warcraft" does not work, and there is not so much high technology. Although the death of "World of Warcraft" is not a real death, it can be resurrected after a month, but no one wants to experience the feeling of being unable to do anything while lying in bed. It is one thing to lose face, and it is important. It is uncomfortable.

"Why does Liu Wei'an have a big trial fist?" The middle-aged man with a long sword condenses his eyes slightly. "Black Dragon Chamber of Commerce" has been lost. There are more than 500 masters, and now there are less than 150 people, black and The two masters of blue had already died under Liu Wei'an's arrow, leaving only two of them, yellow and green.

The morale of the two is already declining. Even if Liu Wei'an doesn't make a move, the two will not be able to hold on for too long. With Liu Wei'an, there is a long-range archer staring at the side, and everyone who is his enemy will feel tremendous pressure.

"Either I got an adventure, got it from somewhere, or I was an old lunatic's apprentice." The white-headed man said.

"Why?" The middle-aged man in blue glanced at the other people. "Let’s join hands and take this person down and ask about the situation?" The middle-aged swordsman is most interested.

The person inside, he and the old man who has stepped half of his foot into the loess are lone travelers. There is no support behind them, and without power, there is no good practice. If he wants to break through, he must have a peerless practice as a reference. . He learns swords while Liu Wei'an uses boxing, but the world of martial arts is interlinked, and there is still some reference effect. If it is not possible, it is also possible to abandon the sword and practice fist. The level of the big judgment fist is far above his swordsmanship.

"There is no need to think about the big trial boxing. Someone has evolved. The big trial boxing depends on inheritance. You can't learn it. You don't need to waste your time." The painter who has not spoken stopped painting and looked up. After giving everyone a glance, they lowered their heads and concentrated on painting.

Everything can enter Taoism. This slogan has been chanted for many years, but there are very few people who can actually enter Taoism by other means besides martial arts, and there are not many people since ancient times. The painter, by chance, entered this state and became one of the few.

The painter rarely takes action, but no one dares to despise him. His words, like a basin of cold water pouring on other people's heads, suddenly extinguished the flame of desire.

"Monday knife, your Zhou family is very active recently!" The white-headed man glanced at the blue-clothed middle-aged man with a sarcasm. Some people are inherently restless, and they always have to make a little movement and step everyone under their feet. It seems that this is the way to feel a sense of accomplishment.

"Just take precautions." Zhou Dao ignored the sarcasm of the pasqueflower, his tone was flat.

"Does Brother Zhou know something?" The middle-aged man with a long sword humbly asked for advice.

"I don't know the specifics, but depending on what the family means, it seems that there will be disasters." After hesitating, Zhou Yidao still said it. The identity of the person sitting is not simple, even if he does not say It won’t be long before they can detect it, so there’s no need to hide it.

"What disaster?" The man with the long sword is alone, and the news is the worst.

"Mr. Wenren should know!" Zhou Yi looked at the man sitting on the table, who had been quiet. Forty years old, drinking wine silently, not participating in any discussion, looking at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and exuding a melancholy atmosphere~IndoMTL.com~If there are women here, they will definitely be affected by this temperament. Attracted, but all men were present.

"Warcraft!" After waiting for a long time, when everyone thought Wenren Lishang was unwilling to speak, he gently spit out two words, the voice was very soft, but everyone's hearts were slightly shaken.

Warcraft!

Ah----

The screaming screams are full of pain and unwillingness. This master of "Black Dragon Chamber of Commerce" has entered the golden perfection and touched the swordsmen of the Dzogchen realm. His strength has surpassed many families, but unfortunately, he died in the end. Under Liu Wei'an's serial arrows, he died as if the dam had collapsed, and the rest of the people could no longer stop the fierce death of "Ping An Army", and fell to the ground with screams.

In less than a cup of tea, there are only two old men in yellow and green clothes left. They are worthy of being the super masters of "Black Dragon Chamber of Commerce", and their endurance is amazing. Liu Wei'an raised his bow and aimed at the yellow-clothed old man. An overwhelming vigor formed in an instant. The wind and clouds changed color. Just when Liu Wei'an was about to let go of his finger, the abnormal change protruded, and the sky suddenly became black, as if iron. The pot was upside down, and an extremely heavy force fell. For an instant, all the soldiers of "Ping An Army" were stiff, unable to move, and their faces were full of shock.