Fantasy: The Heavenly Dao revolves around me

emergency–
One by one in the chat group suddenly appeared and said that they had encountered an accident. This coincidence was too strange.
Stink Bean Sprouts: “No, @World No.1 Swordsman, what are you doing when the navy is besieging you?”
The world’s No. 1 swordsman: “It should be because of the last incident of the Tianlong people.”
While replying to Fang Mingjing’s question here, Jorakor Mihawk stood in front of his sampan, stared calmly at the two warships in the distance, and slowly stretched out his hands to carry the sampan. The black knife behind him – the hilt of the night.
At the forefront of the two warships stood the figures of Admirals Kizaru and Aozhi, and behind the two of them, there were several lieutenant generals and a large number of naval soldiers.
“Yeah, that’s a terrible look, Mr. Mihawk…”
The golden light scattered from the deck of one of the warships, and then gathered in the sky behind Mihawk the next moment.
A slow voice came from the light.
“The Yellow Ape.”
“Is Mr. Mihawk still unwilling to cooperate in revealing the location of the “group owner”? ”
Kizaru had a funny mouth shape on his face, and his raised right knee exuded a dazzling light, a look that might fall down at any time, “…you must know because the culprit who killed the Tianlong people could not be found. The reason, Mary Joa is in a mess right now? Um… If the world government is fully functioning, it will be a very scary thing.”
“It doesn’t matter, if the world government wants to come, then give it a try!”
Mihawk clenched the hilt of the black knife-Ye, and at the moment when his voice fell, the black shadow of the cross sword flashed, and the terrifying sword qi flew out with the momentum of slashing the sea.
Kizaru’s pupils shrank suddenly.
Although he is not a swordsman, he can see at a glance what a terrifying situation this slash of Hawkeye has come to – the world’s number one swordsman, how has his strength increased so much? !
What Kizaru didn’t know was that because Hawkeye often sparred with Sodros in chat groups, he had seen the more terrifying realm of kendo, and he was no longer a fog in front of him. He had already crossed several times in succession. The bottleneck, let alone two admirals at the moment, even if he adds a few equal combat power, he is not afraid at all!
Boom! boom!
In the terrifying momentum, the vast sea turned upside down in an instant.
And at this time in the chat group.
The reason why Aizen and the doctor Mukukakuba came down to the screen was because Ichigo Kurosaki and others broke into the virtual circle, and the goal was very clear to come to the virtual night palace. ”
The problem with Aizen and Mukukishi is that I didn’t kidnap Orihime Inoue into the virtual circle as in the plot. It stands to reason that there should be no reason for them to go to the virtual circle. ”
Hestia: “Could it be that you did something to make Kurosaki Ichigo feel sorry for you unconsciously?”
Seventeen-year-old girl: “I’m sorry, Ichigo Kurosaki, but it’s okay.”
Tokisaki Kurumi: “But it seems that everyone suddenly bumps into things, it’s a bit weird.”
Demon Ninja Ashaji: “What happened to Mr. Gin?”
【Ding. 】
[Group member Jinjiu opened the group live broadcast. 】
There doesn’t seem to be any time to explain. In the pop-up announcement of the group live broadcast, curious peopleClick in.
The moment his consciousness was immersed in the group live broadcast, there was a series of gunshots coming from his ears.
On the highway, a black Porsche antique car was galloping so that no one could see its age, constantly passing through the cars in front, rampaging, and the tires rubbing against the ground made a harsh sound.
And following the trajectory of the Porsche, countless bullets attacked with scorching screams.
——Looking through the rearview mirror, there were no less than ten cars behind, chasing and blocking Gin’s Porsche.
“Big brother! What the hell happened!?”
The vodka in the driver’s seat drove the car in cold sweat to avoid the hail of bullets, and he shouted nervously and puzzled: “Those who are chasing us are Rum? And even Belmore? De is also involved in it—!”
“To shut up!”
Gin scolded.
He covered his right shoulder where he was shot with a cold face, then propped his right hand out of the car window and fired back with a pistol.
Two or three bullets hit the tires of a car chasing in front, causing the other party to suddenly slip and hit the side. At this time, there was a sudden “Boom!” sound from the side, and the highway shook violently.
It turned out that a large van carrying paint cans was hit by swept bullets, one of which ignited the solvent, causing an explosion.
From the blazing fire, an off-road vehicle rushed past, neatly avoiding the passers-by and drivers who were panicking because of confusion and fear, and quickly drove up, catching up with the black Porsche in a blink of an eye and maintaining a parallel position.
The muzzle of a light machine gun protruded out of the off-road vehicle, and under the sudden sense of crisis, Gin snorted coldly, and with a ghostly expression on Vodka, took it out of the storage ring. He grabbed the shoulder-mounted bazooka and pulled the trigger on the off-road vehicle with a grin.
Boom! ! !
The rocket immediately dragged its long tail flame and flew straight towards the off-road vehicle like a meteor, and the next second, the explosion of the fire engulfed the entire off-road vehicle.
“This, this, this, this!?”
Seeing this scene, Vodka couldn’t straighten her tongue.
Usually, his eldest brother Gin’s windbreaker can indeed hold any kind of gun, such as a Beretta M92F pistol, a detachable rifle, etc. Even if it contains a pile of explosive vodka, it is not surprising.
But today, your act of suddenly taking out your bazooka is too much! ? .