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Chapter 137 That's the only way? (ask for subscription, ask for tickets)
"Why did this evil spirit come out by himself!!!"

A congregation fell to the ground, rubbing his butt against the ground and backing away, trying to get away from the evil spirits in his heart and seek some comfort in his heart.

"Quick! Quick! Run away!! The evil spirits are out of the camp, corpses are everywhere!!"

"A hundred evil ghosts, plus the evil ghost king, hehehe, how to escape! Tell me how to escape!!"

A disheveled congregation laughed like a dementia.

It is conceivable how much deterrence Wang Yang and Zhen Guowei have given him, and how much harm they have done to his weak heart.

A dark ax light streaked across the space.

With a puff, the congregation's bodies exploded like watermelons, red, white, and dirty intestines were all mixed into a pile.

The rest of the congregation stared blankly at the puddle of meat paste, and the ax that was as tall as a person on the meat paste.

There was also a long piece of fat hanging from the axe.

"It's so noisy!"

"Slandering this general's reputation, you really deserve to die!"

Angry voices sounded, and everyone looked at Wang Yang who was dressed in black armor and looked like a giant.

I couldn't see his expression, only his cold eyes.

Wang Yang raised his palm, and the huge ax that had struck the muddy meat trembled, and flew back into his hand with a whistling sound.

Casually skimming off the fat intestines hanging on the axe, the huge axe was raised towards the Immortal King Sect crowd.

"Kill, none of these scumbags will be left behind!"

A cold voice sounded.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Zhen Guowei shouted angrily behind him, raised his big axe, and rushed into the factory.

Facing the congregation in front of him, Zhen Guowei's eyes were cold, he raised his ax and slashed down on his head.

The congregation hurriedly cast a spell, but the spell hit Zhen Guowei's armor, rippling away like clear water.

Unable to cause a little damage, this made the disciple look desperate, and watched the sharp ax blade smash on his head.

puff!

Instead of splitting into two as imagined, he violently smashed his head.

The white pulp mixed with blood splashed onto the eyes of that Zhen Guowei.

But he didn't even blink his eyes, letting it drip in his eye sockets.

Stepped over the corpse and continued to kill the rest of the congregation.

Hundreds of Zhen Guowei and hundreds of disciples of the Immortal King seemed to be weak in number, but Zhen Guowei had the potential to crush them.

One ax and one basically without hesitation.

And there is no defense, only killing, they trust their own armor very much.

These armors are heavy again, but their defensive properties are top-notch, and they were specially made by the Lingyan Institute for Zhen Guowei.

Zhang Ling was very greedy for these equipments, but none of them belonged to him.

Those congregation's spells hit Zhen Guowei's armor, at least 80.00% of it was weakened, and the remaining 20.00% couldn't even break the armor's defense.

Killing is staged in this factory.

Hanging in the air, Zhang Ling shook his head with disgust, and said to Leng Feng, "Look, these barbarians are so bloody, they are not as elegant and easy-going as us!"

Leng Feng nodded in agreement, completely forgetting the scene where he was stabbed and several people were killed.

Seeing that the killing below is extremely fast, the Zhen Guowei who can be killed with one axe will never use a second axe.

Leng Feng asked anxiously: "Director, if we don't take action, nothing will happen to us!"

"You can go if you want, I didn't stop you."

Zhang Ling said indifferently, his target was not those small miscellaneous fish, but the big fish Yuhua he was looking at.

That bullshit Yuhua even claimed to be a fairy, which made him very upset.

"Then I'll go."

After Leng Feng finished speaking, he saw that Zhuang Qiu beside him had already fallen, and hurriedly chased after him.

The two joined in, each looking for a strong congregation.

Leng Feng cut off the head of an enemy with a single knife, and watched Zhuang Qiu secretly, seeing that she had already killed two of them, his heart became anxious, and he struck even harder.

But at this moment, a spell shot from behind him, he frowned, turned around and slashed the spell with a knife.

With a gloomy look, it was the congregation surnamed Li who appeared in the picture.

This person's strength can be regarded as one of the best in the Immortal King Sect, and he has already killed several Zhen Guowei.

"Hmph, it's a good time to come!"

With a cold snort, Leng Feng turned into an afterimage, slashing straight at the guy with the blade light.

And Zhuang Qiu also encountered a hard stubble, it was the person who had a good chat with the congregation surnamed Li.

Gradually, Zhen Guowei's ferocity weakened somewhat, those with low strength had been killed, and the rest were of some strength.

Wang Yang ignored the battle in the arena, and his eyes locked on Yuhua with a calm face on the high platform.

Yuhua was fearless, embraced the two girls, drank the wine handed over, and smiled disdainfully.

"How brave!"

Wang Yang snarled, and slammed down the huge ax in his hand, and an ax slashed across like a bamboo.

A gully was left on the ground, and everything it passed was split in two.

"Hehe, I have heard the name of the general for a long time, but now it seems that it is a bit exaggerated."

Yu Hua said with a smile, waved the whisk in his hand, a strong light flashed, and after the strong light passed, the light of the ax disappeared.

"yes!"

A cold voice suddenly came from behind, Yuhua was startled, and the shadow of his tall body enveloped him.

The ferocious momentum came wave after wave.

Turning his head to look, Wang Yang appeared behind Yuhua at some point, with the ax blade held high, staring at him indifferently.

boom! !

Without the slightest hesitation, he struck down with an ax that could open a mountain.

The ground of the entire factory trembled, and the ground cracked hundreds of meters.

And those two women, already protected by Wang Yang, ignored them and looked at Yuhua with a frown.

The huge ax swung, bringing gusts of gusts of wind and blowing away the dust.

Yuhua's figure has long since disappeared without a trace, leaving only a boulder that was torn apart.

Looking forward, the soil is congealed into a human shape, and the dry soil peeling off is Yuhua.

Yuhua didn't dare to beep again, and raised the whisk in his hand, and everyone standing on the ground felt the ground shaking.

Huge boulders floated up, "Go!" With a soft drink, he waved the whisk.

These boulders were like missiles, roaring and blasting towards Wang Yang.

Boom!
Wang Yang stepped on the ground, the ground collapsed, and rushed out.

With a movement of the huge ax in his hand, he hit a boulder.

The face hidden under the helmet was slightly suspicious. The power carried by this boulder was a bit terrifying, and its strength was like refined iron!
The ax blade was stuck only a third of the way through.

Boom!
There was another loud bang, and a boulder slammed on the boulder fiercely.

Under the superimposition of strength, Wang Yang only felt that the internal organs were mixed into the washing machine, which was extremely uncomfortable.

A trace of blood seeped out from the muscle.

dong dong dong! !

The boulders are superimposed one after another, and the violent power is constantly superimposed.

Wang Yang was holding a huge axe, his eyes were wide open, his footsteps sank into the ground, and he was constantly forced back, leaving two long ravines on the ground.

Under the armor, he was covered in blood, and there were scars on his internal organs.

Gritting his teeth, blood bleeds from the corner of his mouth.

Wang Yang sat on the superimposed boulders and laughed.

"Hehe, that's all!!"

"It's like scratching an itch, it doesn't hurt or itch!"

(End of this chapter)