Chapter 60 I'm very strong

Although there are many people here, the real combat power is the third-rate master Wang and his subordinates, as well as those third-rate shops. These are really not enough for this kind of strong man to kill for a while. Although the other constables are numerous, their strength is not good, and going up is equivalent to dying.

Judging from the momentum, the three people behind that first-class strong man are probably second-rate. The others give him the feeling that they are not inferior to themselves? Could it be third-rate?

This made his calves tremble.

What to do? What to do?

"Brothers, let's fight, otherwise everyone will understand the consequences."

Master Wang took a deep breath and stood up, his face turned pale, and he had already claimed his ambition to die.

The others were stunned, all of them looked tragic.

It’s not that I don’t want to give up, but I can’t afford the consequences of giving up.

Thinking about your relatives, you can only fight hard.

"Stop." Suddenly, the sound rang out of the fog.

The hero of the king came out with a righteous look on his face.

"This is the hero Wang, we are just asking for treasures and not hurting people." The first-class master laughed, with a proud look on his face.

"Haha! Hand over it, blood corn, we haven't tasted it yet." The other three second-rate players also laughed.

"There is no need for unnecessary casualties. This time, it is the test of our base. We can only withstand it with our own ability, and we will get a considerable reward." The hero of the King of the King looked righteous and ignored nonsense like the first-class strong man, but looked at Master Wang and spoke.

"this!"

Wang Sizhu had a shameful expression on his face and glanced at his subordinates.

He clasped his fists and said, "Brother Wang, take care of yourself."

Then he waved his hand and his subordinates immediately retreated. The heads and constables fled in a panic.

If the above said something, even if something happens in the future, it will not be a death sentence.

But why do I feel a little guilty?

"That is the Tianmen, the mysterious Tianmen, known as a major force outside the sky. These things that hide their heads and tails will definitely not fall into good shape, so we don't need to worry about it." A captain suddenly spoke.

"good!"

“That’s it.”

"It should be."

One by one, they found reasons to be acceptable to them, and they all started talking about it, their voices became louder and more confident.

This sounded to the masked people. Although they were not familiar with this place, their confidence made them feel uneasy.

"Do we have a choice?" The masked first-class strong man spoke, and the others trembled.

"Come on me and do it as soon as possible." Then the masked first-class strong man waved his hand, and the others hesitated for a while, but still rushed forward.

He rushed to those warehouses.

Xiaodao's face was bitter at this moment.

If you don't do it well, today's awesomeness will be broken.

Tianmen is only concerned with playing mysterious things and having normal transactions.

Once the paper tiger is poked, it will be miserable.

So, this time, this battle must be won.

You must win at any cost, and it is best to win beautifully.

This is a bit difficult.

This is the sense of crisis that Xiaodao Blood Eye only found out when the silver transported was robbed, which made him collect the blood-line corn in time, otherwise he would not even have a chance to fight.

Once the blood-line corn is robbed and powerless, it will be impossible for the court to have no idea.

But even so, the opponent's strength is too strong, first-class, second-rate, third-rate, and more.

"Ah! Empty."

He rushed up and opened the warehouse and shouted.

What's going on?

Did they get the news in advance?

"Impossible."

"Say!" The first-class masked man pointed at the long sword and pointed at Master Wang, with murderous aura in his eyes.

"Don't force us to do the surgery, let alone there will always be people who are afraid of death and willing to speak." The first-class masked man said calmly.

"Haha, do you still need to ask? We got the news and moved the blood-line corn back in advance. If you have the courage, come in." The righteous voice of the hero of the King of the King of Slaying the Evil came from the fog.

Because of confidence and support from the master, the hero of the King of the King of Destroyed evil is very confident.

Although his master does not have much confidence, it is not important. What is important is that he believes that his master has confidence, which is enough.

This changed the faces of those masked people.

"Damn it!"

Looking at this strange fog, it was like a bottomless abyss that devoured people.

"No need to look at them. Look at their sweaty looks, they just moved things." Boss Duan's laziness sounded, with a gloating expression.

I vaguely saw the edge of the fog, and the sharpening of the knife made them even more uneasy.

The inner disciples also came out, and they also appeared in the fog. Looking at them, as if they were looking at the slaughtered lambs, all of them were eager to try, which made these warriors even more uneasy.

Although they are not locals, they have not heard less about the mysterious rumors here in recent days, which has led to their lack of confidence.

"A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but these kids are energetic." Xiaodao felt quite comforted.

Since he was going to fight, he had no choice but to condense hundreds of experiences just now, and condensed a demon seed that turned into a bloody sand palm for every inner disciple. This consumed six hundred experiences, which made Xiaodao feel heartbroken.

But for this reason, Xiaohua and these five young men rely on the integration of the Dacheng Blood Sand Palm into their bodies and successfully broke through to the third-rate.

They all think that their strength has increased greatly, and they want to show their strength.

At this time, they had just heard the master's order and walked to the edge of the fog, and they were so angry that they could rush out to show their skills. They obviously didn't know the other party's strength, but this confident enough showed scared the enemy.

"Go back! The master said, don't scare them so much that they dare not come in." Fearing that the stuff of exposing themselves, Xiaodao immediately sent a message to Wang Daxia.

Wang Daxia didn't care what the master said at all. Since the master said it, just read it with a heroic look on his face.

"Hmph! Come in when you have the habit." The five teenagers glared fiercely.

He subconsciously glared at the head of the man. He was the one who stood in front. After provoking, he could only regretfully walk into the fog and disappear.

This first-class master was so angry that he was staring and provoked by five teenagers, but he couldn't help but feel uneasy. What kind of strength do these teenagers dare to look down on himself as a first-class master?

His first-class breakthrough has only been made in recent days. He has made breakthroughs based on benefits, so he has to work hard now.

The situations of others are similar.

If they completely got out of the fog, not to mention this first-class master, even other warriors could see the reality of the teenagers, but these teenagers did not get out of the fog, making them unable to see the reality of the fog, and they felt unfathomable.

"Damn it, why do we have to go back and forth? Do we have a choice? Let me go in." The first-class master immediately shouted.

The others shivered and looked ugly.
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