Omnipresent God of War: Two hundred and ninety-seven level up


Jin Yutang is a branch of Luan Shen Sect. Although Luan Shen Sect has many branches, it is basically composed of many criminals.

If the evil way is just taking the wrong path, then the person who is in the devil's way and chaos in the religion, that is, there is really a problem with the character.

People who can enter the devil's way are generally cruel and extreme people.

The same goes for the Jin Yutang group present.

And if you want to lead such a vote and convince them to obey orders, you have to be more ruthless than them!

Tanglin thinks so and does so.

A group of people boiled the broth and watched the steaming aroma and steam blowing in the wind.

Soon, one person took out the knife, and the light of the silver knife reflected the fire.

"I really don't know what we are afraid of? What is it? It's just something made by a group of girls.

You Yuan people are too soft, and most of them are soft-packed garbage. The character is not good, and the knife is not good enough. "

This person is a stranger with long golden hair.

He held the short knife with his backhand, and the blade flashed in an instant.

Suddenly the meat in the pot was divided into eighteen pieces.

A knife flashed again, and the eighteen pieces of meat were divided into thirty-six at the same time.

The eyes of the others at the scene shrank. Although they had seen this stranger make a knife before, this time the speed was surpassed before.

Listening to this person's contemptuous tone, apart from Kai Tanglin, the faces of the others turned red, but they were silent.

They have fought against this person before, and they all lost, and the defeat was terrible.

This person's real name is Mai Lisi, from the country of Giroux, which is farther than the country of Wu. His single-handed swordsmanship and the special power circulating in his body make him extremely strong.

Even in Jinyutang, besides a few top bosses, he is the number one master.

"The swordsmanship of Giroux is superb, and we naturally know it. But if Mr. Mairis thinks that he can be one person against a hundred, then I didn't say anything before. You can enter the city by yourself." Tanglin said coldly.

"Hehehe." Melis glanced at Tanglin, sneered, and said no more.

His identity is just a representative, and it is a cooperative relationship with the Jin Yutang team.

Not far away, there are also passing caravans and caravans. The sound of carriages and horses, the sound of noses, and the crowd yelling and laughing.

Together form this unique style of Jinzhou.

An old passenger driving in a passing car sang loudly as he drove on the road.

"The three rises in the morning, seven battles in the evening, fifty at a time, ten times without asking."

"The heart is also annoying, the head is also annoyed, it is not difficult to cut off the troubles."

The people in Dongling looked coldly at the caravans passing by. These caravans were desperadoes with their heads tied to their belts.

For the sake of high profits, it is a caravan when nothing is wrong, and if necessary, it can become a gangster at any time. There is a hidden meaning in this song.

The night is getting thick, and when driving in this environment, this group of caravans has taken care of some troublesome goods at first glance.

The caravan passed dozens of cars in a row before it slowly went away, leaving a spot of wheel marks.

It's just the side of the gallop after the caravan left, but I don't know when, there are a few more figures in night clothes.

The figure looked at Dongling from a distance, then turned around and followed the caravan.

It seems to be aimed at the caravan to catch up.

"Is that the one who stalked?" the one-armed woman asked suspiciously.

"It should be, the neighborhood here is notoriously chaotic. It's normal for such a big caravan to be watched. As for who wins and who loses, it depends on the ability." The nearly three-meter-long man replied casually.

Tanglin picked up the wooden stick and tinkered with the fire to make the fire more vigorous.

It's just a few tricks. He recalled the look in the pedestrians' eyes during those nights, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt wrong.

"No! The few night walkers just now...they are not staring at the caravan, it is us!!"

He stood up at once. Reach out to take something out of the waist.

When the other people saw this, they also got up and drew out their weapons to prepare.

"So alert." An admiration sounded slowly from the surrounding night.

In the surrounding plains and grass, a group of people surrounded from afar from all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the group of people was tightly surrounded.

"Who are you here? We are just walking businessmen passing by. There is no oil to squeeze. Please raise your hands high." Tanglin said in a loud voice.

The other party has a lot of manpower, and their skills seem to be extraordinary, which makes several people a little alert. Unwilling to rush into conflict.

After all, this is the realm of the Palace of Ten Thousand Fei Palaces. If troubles arise, problems will inevitably arise later.

"Jin Yutang people?" Suddenly, a burly figure floated from a distance, landed gently, standing still and looking here.

The figure is Wei He.

The masters of Wandumen are now scattered, and each side has its own family business, and it is easy to immobilize.

Therefore, each branch has set up a distinction between a dark courtyard, and specializes in raising a group of warriors who use swords and guns on weekdays.

Now the dark courtyard has just started, and there is not enough manpower, so he can only do it himself.

As for those masters who used to control poison before, he arranged for them to go to other places and be responsible for other forces' operations. On weekdays, they don’t interact with each other, and only when necessary, will they secretly link up and mobilize forces.

In this way, the power of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect was reduced to zero. Except for very few people, no one knew how many people and masters there were in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

Wei He looked at the Jin Yutang group in front of him.

The other party has a total of fifteen people. Except for ten followers with dull faces and dull eyes, there are only those five people with fierce aura, which should be the core of this visit to Jinyutang.

"Who is your excellency? Since we know that we are from Jinyutang, we are still a little brave to come forward." Dongling said coldly as the leader.

"Your name is Dongling?" Wei He smiled.

"You...!?" Dongling's heart froze, and the other party even knew his name, which suddenly felt bad.

As soon as he was about to question the other party's coming, he saw the person's figure sway, and he disappeared.

Under this night, the light relies entirely on fire and moonlight, and the line of sight is unclear, and suddenly the figure disappears.

Several people immediately mobilized all their energy and vigilantly.

"Just a little bitch, I want to ambush Grandpa too!!?" The three-meter-high burly man roared, his arms wearing exotic animal leather gloves, and he leaped toward the night pedestrians with wide open arms.

He is a martial artist, and his strength surges, coupled with his great strength, burst out together.

The aura it brought out was like a beast and tiger. When it rushed towards the night walker, the light aura numb their scalps and they couldn't move.

It's just that he threw out half of it, still in the air, and one more person suddenly appeared in front of him. It was Wei He impressively.

Wei He raised his right hand, and lightning struck the giant man's chest.

It looks like a light tap, but the dozen or so kinds of strength superimposed by the sea-covering force are not idle. It is just a flat A blow, and it is far from being able to resist a mere martial artist.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, the giant man’s chest collapsed, and the man flew out. He was still in the air and there was only breath out, no breath in.

Wei He chuckled lightly, his figure flickered like a ghost, and appeared in front of the one-armed woman in the blink of an eye, with a finger flick.

As soon as the woman was about to yell, her head turned like a spinning top, swiftly turning 360 degrees.

With the click, his neck bone shattered, his entire neck was completely disconnected, and his body fell to the ground, gradually losing his vitality.

The other person was even weaker and wanted to escape when he saw it, but he only ran more than a dozen meters before he was intercepted by Wei He and knocked to the ground with one move.

Tanglin roared. As an extreme master of dirty practice, he was second only to the hall master in force, so he didn't know how he stepped on hard stubble this time.

Even he can't see the opponent's body style clearly, and his strength is not trivial.

Immediately, he roared wildly, and his whole body's strength followed the Dinghe real power layer upon layer, like the ripples of water, surging and spreading around.

"Disperse...." His voice did not fall.

Wei He has appeared before him.

In a hurry, Tanglin summoned his strength and pushed his palms forward.

The force of twisting the air overlapped, accompanied by his palms hitting Wei He's chest and abdomen.

Boom! ! !

During the dull applause, Tanglin's face froze in disbelief.

There was an extra blood hole in the center of his eyebrows, and he did hit Wei He with his full palms.

Unfortunately, his desperate palms eventually got the other party's unharmed.

The opponent blocked his full blow by just protecting his body.

"It's a pity.... After decades of practicing martial arts, I died in this wilderness. Really worthless."

Wei He sighed, retracted his hand, and looked at the last person.

The blond and blue-eyed stranger.

He deliberately kept this person because his hair color and pupils made him feel a little familiar.

This is the first time he has come to this world to meet a race like Europeans and Americans in his previous life.

The stranger's body was tight, and his eyes showed a fierce aura that he was not afraid of death.

Holding a short knife in his hand, it was rhythmically trembling strangely, seeming to be brewing some special lore.

"Interesting." Wei He smiled slightly.

At his level, the master of dirty training is under his hands, not much better than ordinary people.

Only the sense of Ming can enter his eyes.

After the battle of distance and Wu Shizong's two great senses, it has been quite a while now, and he is naturally not standing still.

Although the progress is not much in strength and strength, but in the realm of tricks, there has been a lot of improvement.

The four realms of the tricks also opened up new horizons and paths for him.

"Ah!!!" The stranger was finally ready, raising the knife above his head, like a fool, and rushed towards Wei He with a roar.

He has a lot of special strength on his knife, and even Wei He feels a little surprised by that strength.

That level is equivalent to the total strength of the two bone-forging warriors combined with all their strength.

Only the top half is weaker than Tanglin's last move.

"A good secret method, but unfortunately, it is useless to me. The body is too bad."

Wei He gave in like lightning, avoiding a knife, and stamping a palm on the vest of the stranger.

Puff.

The man spurted blood and fell to the ground.

"I don't even have the power to protect him?" Wei He withdrew his hand in surprise.

The martial arts of this stranger is very strange, with extremely strong offensive power, but extremely weak defensive power.

However, after dealing with the group of people in Jin Yutang, it was his fault.

Apart from this group of people around, there are probably no other hostile dirty practitioners.

"Okay, the corpses have been checked and disposed of." Wei He clapped his hands and ordered. He had to turn around and leave.

"Yes!"

The surrounding night walkers bowed in response.

Papa...

It's just that Wei He admitted that he hadn't left yet, and there was rhythmic clapping around him.

"What a quick posture, what a ruthless method. One move and one kill, worthy of being the top master of Taizhou, Wei He, the master of Wandu."

Wei He felt cold, turned around quickly, and looked at the sound.

Others can't tell where they are coming from, but he can hear it, and the voice is coming from his front left.

There is a sparse half-human tall grass.

Although the grassland is vast, extremely tall grasses and not deep puddles can be seen everywhere.

The sound floated from one of the bushes.

"Who is your Excellency? Why don't you show up?" Although Wei He was wary in his heart, this person could prevent him from noticing it beforehand. He was definitely not a mediocre person, at least not as **** as Dongling.

The night walkers around the Poison Gate have also secretly dispersed ~ IndoMTL.com~ each hold the poison sac around the waist, ready to spread the poison at any time.

It just made them unexpected.

A figure dressed in a pink dress, fluttered out of the grass, and landed steadily with one step, standing on the flat ground ten meters away from Wei He.

Here is actually a beautiful woman in her early twenties!

Moreover, the opponent is just a simple long skirt, without weapons, and without momentum.

If everyone hadn't seen her jump more than ten meters in one step just now, no one would believe that she was a martial artist.

After all, the female's arms are slender and tender, and there is no trace of exercise.

The woman wears a black veil, long hair is high, and a pair of white and slender round legs are looming under the red dress.

She stepped barefoot on the ground, but her body was always floating off the ground without touching the ground. It seems that there is some invisible force on the soles of the feet and the ground to isolate and support.


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