MTL - Divine Brilliance-Chapter 42 Assassination

Zong Shou smiled coldly and chose to ambush and assassinate this disgraceful way. If the screaming teacher needs to face, he should never look for him.

But then think about it, this era, the emperor has not yet appeared. All the five continents and sixteen islands in the cloud industry are **** and killing. As long as you look at people who are not pleasing to the eye, you can pull the knife and like it, then grab it. The strong can dominate everything, and the fist is big. In addition to those who are self-proclaimed and decent, what are the rules that will be told to you?

Only when the Emperor unifies the world of the Ten Commandments, sets the rules of ritual rules, and the martial arts masters of later generations will be constrained.

However, in the middle of the cloud world, the spirit of the retreat of the sun, for a moment and a half, it is indeed difficult to revenge to the east of Yunlu.

However, it is quite a headache for this person to be instructed by whom. There are too many people who are likely to lay down the ambush.

Think about it, your identity is really full of rivals -

Secretly smiled, Zong Shou passed the matter, and looked up and down Yin Yang: "How is the injury? How many people died there? Can you have a mouth?"

Heavier than Cher, more than a dozen blood marks, and some are still bleeding. However, Yin Yang’s spirit is extremely healthy, as if nothing is happening.

Yin Yang really did not mention his injuries, and his brows were slightly wrinkled: "The total number of 12 people has been killed! All are dead, hidden poison. I have lost three people with Cher. Live. There is also a secret martial artist who flees, I can't catch up."

Zong Shou sighed, but when he asked, he had no hope. Then turned around and looked carefully at the direction outside the jungle: "What about our loss?"

Speaking of the loss, Yin Yang's two large lying silkworm eyebrows almost tangled into one place. It’s all bitter, and when you talk, it’s still concise: “The loss is great!”

It was not until Zong Shou was backed by the first snow that he returned to the avenue that he knew that Yin Yang’s sentence was very big and what kind of Dafa was.

The sixteen steps were clouded, and four of them died. The rest were not minor injuries. Fortunately, these horses ran in front and suffered little impact.

The turn-over cloud car also completely changed its shape, and pulled out a large pit on the ground.

However, this car is really strong, it is all made of stainless steel. Fully ten feet long, the tumbling car with a weight of 50,000 jins was dropped after being overturned to 30 feet. Actually, there was no such thing as falling apart, but the steel plate of the body part was somewhat distorted.

I can imagine how sturdy this car is.

Zong Shou is crying and tears. In this era, every step of the sky is worth 100,000 yuan. And a cloud-turned car built by a spiritual forge, one million and two may not be able to buy.

"Put the tens of thousands of pounds of shovel, and fly out of the 30 feet! How many explosions did these guys use?"

Zong Shouxian is looking to the side, the huge pit in the middle of the road, with a radius of fifty feet. Fortunately, it was the spirit of the chassis of the cloud, which offset most of it. Otherwise, the impact is enough to kill him and Yin Yang in the body.

Naturally, they can leave their lives, and they are not the ones who are merciless. It is only because the explosive bursts exceed the number, or if they are replaced by other high-level symbols, most of them will trigger the psionic wave. Sitting in front of the first snow Yin Yang, there must be induction.

The fate is that it is only the temptations of those people. Most of them just want to see, there will be any backhands in Zong's future, still standing behind them, who are these people, what will happen afterwards?

If it is a congenital martial arts, or a night tour, the spiritist personally shot. In this battle today, they can only wait for death.

And around his own turnover car, walked around, Zong Shou was relieved.

The entire mental array is not very damaged, just a little repair, you can continue to drive. At least rushing to Xiaoyuan City is not a problem. The steel and craftsmen produced there can repair the car temporarily.

Then he felt the pain of the meat. The animal crystals on his body were not much. Fortunately, this time, I added a lot from Xiao Xiao. The total value is about 500,000 silver.

There is also the third-order Han Ming Tiger, only this soul beast, the value is equivalent to three times the number of clouds.

This time, he finally has not lost home.

"correct!"

Zong Shou suddenly remembered something and turned around to continue the topic that was interrupted before: "Yin Yang, remember that my father had given me a fiancee before? The father of this woman is the city owner of Xuanshan City?"

Xuanshan City, named City, is actually a country. Built on the Xuanshan Mountain, it is more than 50 miles away.

A thousand miles away, all the towns and towns of all sizes are subject to their jurisdiction and have more powers in the three provinces. And its owner is also a demon.

In the memory of Zong Shou, the strength of this person seems to be only inferior to Tianshan. More inconsistent with Zong Weiran.

Yin Yang heard the words, but his face was faint and shook his head again: "Shizi, that Xuanshan City, or should not be expected. It is said that the Princess of Xuanshan City has always opposed this marriage. Recently, even his father and mother, Attitudes are ambiguous. In these years, if you don’t care about the world, you will know one or two—"

Zong Shou only feels that it is easy to be relaxed, and even the loss of the party is not so heartbroken.

What he is most annoying is the unclear involvement of this kind.

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It took an hour to repair the spirit of the cloud-carrying car. I also put a little bit of the traces of all the battles here. When Yin Yang drove again, it was already a half hour later.

And just in the carriage that has been broken and not ready, disappeared at the end of the road. Two figures, suddenly one after the other, rushed from a distance.

One year in the middle of the year, one is a young boy, his face is hidden in the rain, can not see clearly. Only the left and right red palm marks are clearly visible.

"Who is this, what is the killing?"

Looking closely around, Feng Xiao's face reveals a deep thought: "At this time, the rain is pouring down, it is the time when the water system is prosperous. To blow out such a deep pit, at least 50 high-end explosives are used -"

Look at the surroundings, those who are swayed by the sword, sweeping away the branches and leaves of the trees. Feng Xiao's eyes, slightly contracted: "At least four secret martial artists, fighting here for a quarter of an hour! Two of them died! In addition to this ~www.novelbuddy.com~ there should be a spiritual teacher!"

Zong Ling knew that Feng Xiao had a lot of experience and he was still amazed at this time. But the next moment, but another sneer: "Who knows who the ghost is? I want too many people to die in my brother, and there are many people who want to protect him. In short, it is impossible for us to be a man!"

Feng Xiao shook his head, his body was like a ghost, and he shuttled into the jungle. After half a quarter of an hour, I stepped out again.

But that look, but it is a little pale: "The spirit of the shot has reached the peak of the soul. If it is not wrong, this person is mostly the scream. In my opinion, this war should be within ten. A sword is deadly, piercing the brain!"

"祁啸? I heard that this person, in the past, has a thick friendship with Zongyang, and is a friend. However, this person, and the people of the Flame Mountain, also have some friendship. It is possible to guess that it is a flame mountain, or maybe It’s Zong Yang’s deliberate intention to confuse this person’s identity—"

Zong Ling whispered for a moment, and woke up, finally realized the true center of gravity in Feng Xiao's words. The look is also a change.

"You are saying that within a decade, a sword is deadly, and the brain is pierced. The person who shot is the innate power? The ones who secretly guarded my cousin, have not been pegged? This person is Where did it come from?"

Feng Xiao shook his head slightly: "I don't know what the situation is. I only know that a sword kills the soul of the soul, and even the congenital martial artist is extremely difficult to do. This situation is really a bit strange! The strength is only a little beyond our imagination. If we have to, we need to add some more people when we need to do it ourselves-"

Between the words, it is full of doubts.

The changes under the Danling Mountain, as well as the situation here today, all this is disturbing.