Omnipresent God of War: Two hundred and eighty, next time (Xie Qingning, the leader of the boss)

The text of the 280 timing (Xie Qing Ningzi boss leader)

Boom! !

Wei He squeezed the corpse, took a big hand, and swept it away.

The ten-fold special effects are fully opened to cover the sea, and a large amount of wind can be brought up with a palm at random. The pressure made Yan Jiuzhen and Song Qinghu scalp numb, and their minds were full of horror.

In an instant, the moment of contact, Yan Jiuzhen realized that something was wrong in an instant, and used secret skills to remove his figure in time, but it was still a step too late.

Because he received Wei He's palm in the front, his right arm broke and shattered on the spot, and all his muscles and bones were broken into paste, even repairing it was impossible.

I didn't wait for him to recover, thinking about what happened. Wei He's second hand has arrived.

If Song Qinghu hadn't pushed him away quickly in time, he had now been killed in person.

But he moved away, but Lu Yunbai, who was standing behind him, was in bad luck. Being grasped by a violent force, he lost his breath on the spot.

Boom! ! !

Wei He's arms are like siege hammers, sweeping across the beams and stone pillars and walls of Tianya upstairs, all collapsed.

At any time, large pieces of sawdust will form a rain of bullets like bullets under the impact of great force.

Yan Jiuzhen and Song Qinghu fled Tianya Tower at the same time and fell downward.

"This guy....! It's not dirty!?" Song Qinghu was breathing fast, his face was shaking. Just now, he was facing a life and death crisis for the first time in twenty years since he broke through the half-truth.

If that palm really falls, he has a feeling that he and Yan Jiuzhen will both die!

That's not the palm strength that can be achieved by practicing viscera, it is the strength that can only be achieved by Ming Sense! ! !

"But that force is obviously not really true!!!" Yan Jiuzhen's always solemn and indifferent expression quickly lost his calmness.

He has a mess in his mind.

Obviously, it's just to train the visceral strength, why! ?

Why is this happening!

He couldn't understand.

I can't understand why the visceral strength training that can be easily defeated in weekdays will become so terrifying in Wei He's hands.

The layer upon layer, the horror of suffocating like ocean waves, made him almost unable to breathe depression and fear just now.

"No...I can be sure, that's not really exciting!!" Yan Jiuzhen yelled in midair.

His eyes are getting brighter and brighter, seeming to understand that he has discovered an extremely important trick.

It's not really powerful, but it can defeat him. What does this mean! ? This means that Wei He must have an extremely important big secret!

And if you report this secret to the Three Main Peaks! ?

"Quick flash!!!" Song Qinghu's anxious voice came from the other side.

Yan Jiuzhen's body was still in the air, and he couldn't recover.

Suddenly the light on his body dimmed, and a huge figure slowly emerged behind him.

Wei He's eyes are blood red, and his whole body is bathed in moonlight. It seems to be plated with a layer of silver.

Boom! ! ! !

A palm in an instant.

Yan Jiuzhen's entire head was beaten down forcibly, squeezed into the chest cavity, and disappeared.

The heart in Yan Jiuzhen's chest went from beating rapidly to slowing down, and then quickly full of cracks.

Puff!

The heart burst open, and countless blood poured in. It means that the last vitality of this body is completely annihilated.

Song Qinghu stared at it, turning around to unfold the secret technique, without the unique and side-effect secret technique square pattern unique to Shizong, suddenly exploded on his legs. Let its moving speed further accelerate by 70%.

Only after he walked more than ten meters away, a black air rushed up from his arm and rushed towards his heart.

That is a sign of poisoning.

The violent heart tingling made him unable to raise his breath for a while, his body lost his balance, and he fell heavily in mid-air.

Wei He's body also fell on the ground. His body was more than three meters long, his whole body covered with blood lines, armor-like muscles, long black hair scattered, and the power of twisted smoke that was thick enough to almost leave a shadow in the moonlight.

The superposition of many makes the disciples and disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples around them, for a while, they dare not recognize that this is their own sect master.

With Songqing Lake as the center, the surrounding area quickly exited the large open space.

Puff.

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Wei He pinched Song Qinghu's neck and lifted him up.

"Really disappointed me."

"You...!!!" Song Qinghu slapped Wei He's arm weakly with both hands, trying to release it.

But he had just been hit by a virulent force, and he was so frightened by Yan Jiu's death that he couldn't get any energy at all at this time.

The consequences of Wu Shizong's seclusion on the mountain finally appeared.

Strength, after all, has to be played out.

Wu Shizong is accustomed to always crushing with high-level and strong secret skills, and has no idea about fighting with the weak to defeat the strong.

And now, Wei He, who should have been weak in their hearts, killed Yan Jiuzhen with a single move. Song Qinghu's mind was completely lost and almost collapsed.

His eyes were completely filled with the invincible shadow of Wei He.

That kind of fear ruined his will to fight.

"I...will...surrender..."

Crack.

Wei He broke Song Qinghu's neck casually, then watched him struggle with his hands, slowly becoming weak, and finally dropped his hands and lost consciousness.

Throw away the body.

He turned around and looked at the men slowly falling around.

Bai Dou, San Du, Du Han, Xiao Qingyu.

The gazes they looked at here one by one were more shocked and awed than usual.

"The master..." Xiao Qingyu stepped forward and said, "The plan, is it going to continue?"

She just stood in front of Wei He who was ascending the building, feeling the invisible depression constantly squeezing the strength of her body, making it difficult to breathe.

Now she also understands a little bit why the three people who have just had no Shizong are vulnerable to the sect master.

She was just standing here, not as an enemy, she felt her scalp numb, and her heartbeat accelerated.

If you really face the fight...

That kind of feeling, just thinking about it makes me feel weak.

"Go on." Wei He said calmly.

He looked up at Tianya Tower, which had lost its top.

"Don't worry, we will be back sooner or later."

In the distance, outside the city of Ten Thousand Drugs.

Several gray figures stood among the treetops, looking at the city from a distance, and there was no sound for a long time.

"The two inner courtyard heads of Wu Shizong...Yan Jiuzhen and Song Qinghu... just died like this?"

For a long time, a man slowly said his voice, with disbelief and incredible in his tone.

"Dead.... Really and completely dead." The other person replied in a deep voice. "The inner courtyard is the representative of Wu Shizong who went down the mountain on his behalf... now there is an accident, and two of them died at once. The next three main peaks must be shot. If the Wandu Gate Weihe passes this level... then... The whole Taizhou..."

"Impossible! This matter is no longer something we can measure. We must report it to the leader as soon as possible! The leader will decide what to do next!"

In the early hours of the morning, the sky gradually turned white.

Several gray shadows quickly scattered and left, quickly spreading the results of tonight's battle.

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Taizhou Mansion, Wang Family.

Wang Shaojun slowly came out of the Quanye Dao Yamen, and after a busy day, he dealt with the re-operation of various lecture halls for martial arts teaching in various counties and towns.

Famines, plagues, wars, and all kinds of troubles have led to great losses in martial arts and basic schools in Taizhou today.

The things reported from all over the place made him, the newly appointed Taoist master, dealt with a lot of trouble.

Get in the carriage.

Wang Shaojun’s only fortunate is that he has practiced martial arts, and the strength of the visceral level is constantly walking through his body, so that he will not be like other officials who are not practising martial arts. Listlessness.

"Master, sit down." The coachman whispered.

"Well, let's go, where did the madam and them go?" Wang Shaojun asked casually.

"The madam and the eldest lady went to the nearby Baihong Temple to pray for Buddha."

"The gods and ghosts, what can I do?" Wang Shaojun disagrees. He has had more contact with Wei He, and he has been affected by it in many ways.

"What else is there?" he asked again lazily.

This driver is not only his driver, but also has a part-time job of personal guarding and message delivery.

"There is also the Taihu Lake, where many dignitaries plan to visit and join in the fun. The debate between the two of you at that time attracted many people." The coachman replied.

"The only one in the Yellow Temple is Huang Lao, and Xu Zhou and Xu Lao, both of whom are great sages in the world, but this time the debate may be more than just a debate. There are definitely a lot of open and secret fights. Among them, there must be martial arts!" /

Wang Shaojun is also longing for him. If he can go and watch, I don't know how much help he can cultivate in martial arts.

"Unfortunately, I can't go. Is there anything else?" he asked softly.

"One more thing. Someone from Xuanjing sent a letter, instructing you to hand it to the master. The letter is not famous, and the subordinates dare not open it. They can only wait for the master to come out and check it by themselves." The driver replied.

"Take a look." Wang Shaojun became interested. There are not many people who can directly communicate with him~IndoMTL.com~ and even write letters.

Furthermore, at such a close distance, it would be fine to send someone directly to bring the letter, but the other party still chose to write a letter, which shows that the content does not seem to be known to a third person.

The coachman quickly handed over a letter sealed in red paint.

Wang Shaojun pinched the letter and was about to tear it open, suddenly he had a pause in his hand.

With a flick of his finger, he touched something out of a small bag hanging from his belt.

Smear things on the letter and tear it apart.

Suddenly a faint fragrance diffused.

"Sure enough, this kind of flower poison." Wang Shaojun smiled.

The letter was sent by Wei He. This kind of flower poison is the secret sign of their appointment.

Without a signature, only this gas can be used to determine the identity of the other party.

Unfolding the letter paper, Wang Shaojun read it carefully.

Just a glance, the content above made his eyes widen instantly.

After reading the content quickly, he squeezed the letter paper into a ball, rubbed his hands and turned it into powder.

The letter didn't say anything special. The only thing mentioned was that Wei He would relocate and leave Taizhou completely.

If you want to contact me later, if you don’t know the time, it may be far away indefinitely.

Wei He suddenly mentioned that he was leaving Taizhou, which shocked Wang Shaojun, but he couldn't help but think about it.

"Lao Li, has something happened to Xuanjing recently?"

"Back to the master, recently...have nothing serious?" the coachman replied.

Wang Shaojun fell silent.

Obviously there is nothing wrong, but he has the feeling that something big is happening.

"Go back to the mansion and send someone to Xuanjing immediately. I want to get all the latest news about Wandumen."

"Yes."

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