On a small square in the center of the empty city of Warsaw No. 4, a monotonous fountain sprayed out thirty meters high water columns. Beside the fountain was a small piece of grass, with green fluorescent moss unique to the underground valley planted on it. Twelve main roads and twenty-nine overpasses lead to this square of about 2,000 square meters. At this time, the exits of the main roads and overpasses were filled with fully armed guards and soldiers from the strike force. They looked at the man sitting in the fountain of the square with panic.

**With his upper body, he sat cross-legged in the pool. Long Zun Weide held a bucket of red wine that he had robbed from somewhere, and poured wine into his stomach while shouting.

"I'm the leader of the rebellion! I'm the leader of the rebellion! My name is Long Zun Weide! Come and catch me!"

"Don't come here with Xiaozhe Xiaoyu Muzi Jiu! Ordinary Duel Teams are not used anymore! All law enforcement brigades and attack troops will get out! Get some of them enough!"

"I am Long Zun Weide! My pubic hair has given you a reward of tens of millions of merit points in your Academy of Sciences! Come on, catch me! A pubic hair is a tens of millions of merit points!"

"Gaga!" He patted the head of the shiny, shiny, like a big light bulb. Long Zun Weide smiled so hard that he was almost breathless: "But, my hair was shaved all over my body! Don't even think of getting a single hair from you! Gaga! Who is living impatient? Come and catch me!" Tens of thousands of guards and soldiers from the strike force looked at Long Zun Weide from afar. In this urban area in the city center, there were crows and magpies silent, only Long Zun Weide's laughter, and the scolding made the nearby buildings buzz.

Dozens of armored vehicles slowly walked over, hovering in the sky from afar, keeping this urban area out of nowhere.

Nearly a hundred suspended turrets emerged from somewhere, floating in the air from afar. The small ones can only stand three or five people, while the large ones can station a large group of soldiers on it. The surfaces of all the turrets flashed with a layer of hazy light, and they had opened the defensive energy field that was built into the turret.

The team members of the brigade wearing black windbreakers emerged from the roof of the building far and near, and the brigade of the Special A-313 base and other bases of the European Security Military Region rushed over. Fang Wen and his team stood in a building with a very good view less than 500 meters away from the square.

The heavy army surrounded and wanted to arrest him, but only Long Zun Weide was the only one.

Fang Wen stood on the roof and murmured to himself: "Fuck, we are too embarrassed. Don't we have strong enough experts to catch him?"

Martina stood one meter in front of Fang Wen and said coldly: "Many things are confidential. You shouldn't know, so don't talk too much."

Spreading his hands, Fang Wen looked helpless and smiled bitterly: "Then, I won't say much. Oh, who are the people in the Tianzhu troops? Didn't they say they set out before us?"

Kevin, who had blonde hair as bright as gold, said with great anticipation: "The Heavenly Punishment Force, they are very strong."

"I don't know if they are strong or not, but they are late." Fang Wen took out his ears and interrupted Kevin impatiently: "Are they lost in the tunnel?"

Martina had a gloomy face and said nothing, while Kevin's face turned a little ugly. He looked at Fang Wen and wanted to say something, but he didn't speak.

Fang Wen squinted his eyes and looked at Kevin for a while. The Xuanyin true energy, which was as condensed and thick as mercury in his body, quickly moved for a while. Fang Wen nodded proudly and thought to himself, "You are smart, don't come to provoke me, Master Fang. Otherwise, I will definitely beat you to lose your grandson!" He looked at Martina's beautiful and seductive back again, squinted his eyes and thought to himself, "Oh, do you want to make an accident that will make this blonde white-faced die? He always follows Martina. This is a big threat to me!"

His eyes swept to Mr. Long who was drinking boldly in the square. Fang Wen nodded softly: "Creating an accident? It's too simple! But Mr. Long is so crazy? Will he challenge the entire European military region alone? What do he want to do?"

"Could it be?" Fang Wen thought of a possibility, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. However, what he thought of was absolutely impossible to say.

But Kevin spoke: "Martina, I suspect that Dragon Lord Weid is so openly provocative to attract our attention."

Fang Wen looked at Kevin with a flashing look.

Kevin continued: "We should send large troops to deploy defenses on the ground to intercept the ships of the rebels. They are likely to take the opportunity to pick up the reserve elites they selected this time."

A murderous aura suddenly appeared in Fang Wen's heart.

Martina turned her head and looked at Kevin and said lightly: "Killing or capturing Dragon Lord Weide alive is more valuable than killing their ten thousand reserve elites. The energy center of the T-A-313 base was destroyed, and the ground base stations of the Central and Eastern European Security Military Region lost all their energy supply. Do you think, if you lose the support of the radar base station and air defense turret, how many troops will be needed to intercept the next spacecraft?"

"Uh!" Fang Wen interrupted Martina, and he asked, "Does it have to rely on those radar stations and air defense turrets to intercept the spacecraft of the rebels?" Fang Wen thought of something very unreasonable.

Kevin spread his hands and looked at Fang Wen with a helpless look. "Major, have you not learned any common sense in elite training bases such as A? With today's technology, it is impossible to configure high-energy weapons with super-power in the spacecraft. Therefore, as long as the spacecraft of the rioters flew into space, they would not be able to intercept them at all."

Kevin looked at Fang Wen with an idiot-looking look. He seemed to remember what happened that he had been kicked out by Fang Wen.

Fang Wen was silent for a while, suddenly showed a bright smile at Martina, then pointed to his head and said with a smile to Kevin: "Mr. Kevin, my brain domain development level has exceeded 25%. Do you know what this means?"

Kevin's face suddenly became even more ugly, and he looked at the square in the distance without saying anything.

The faint red eyes looked at Fang Wen, and Martina said softly: "But Major Fang Wen, no matter how high the brain development level is, it is in vain when you don't fill in enough knowledge."

Fang Wen almost couldn't breathe after one sentence. He looked at Martina resentfully and almost said to her: "Did you forget that bouquet of cereus?"

At this moment, several black shadows flashed by, and a group of four people appeared in the square, surrounding the Dragon Zun Weide.

The atmosphere in the entire city suddenly became extremely depressing, and some soldiers even opened fire too nervously. The high-energy laser hit the colleagues in front of them, making the injured soldiers scream. However, soon, this commotion was suppressed by the officers leading the team. After a series of orders, the ordinary guards retreated one after another, forming several tight blockade lines on the periphery. Only those who left around the square were the silence team and the strike troops.

Long Zun Weide just drank a barrel of red wine cleanly. He smashed the barrel into pieces in the fountain and stood up slowly.

He stretched and did a few yoga-style movements to move his body. A loud "click" sound came from Long Zun Weide, and his bones and joints were moving.

He sneezed loudly to the sky. Long Zun Weide rubbed his nose and said in a muffled voice: "There must be a girl next to me, otherwise I wouldn't sneeze." His voice was extremely bright, like a tweeter, and the sound was at least thousands of meters away.

The four people surrounding Long Zun Weide were wearing strange black robes that looked like a bell, and there was a row of dense cloth buttons on the opposite collar that looked like centipede legs. They had masks like Peking Opera faces, their hands were placed in their floating sleeves, and their bodies were swinging strangely, like water plants in the water, bringing a strange rhythm.

"Four Secret Sects of Wind, Flowers, Snow and Moon, which disciple are you?" Long Zun Weide shouted.

One of them said quietly: "The Ninth Team of Heavenly Punishment, I have seen Dragon Lord." The four of them bowed gently to Dragon Lord Weide at the same time. Even when they bowed, their bodies were still twisting strangely like water plants stirred by water waves. They stood there, but gave people the illusion that they were constantly rotating and running around Dragon Lord Weide.

"Oh, why are you so polite?" Long Zun Weide grabbed his bare head, his big eyes turned around, and his rough face had a strange smile, and he giggled, "Look at your body, you should be disciples of the Fengmen? What is the Ninth Team of Heavenly Punishment? We all know each other's true nature, why do you have to do these mysterious things?"

"The military commander, if Long Zun is willing to turn his power and virtue, abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and be specially appointed as the Grand Marshal of the Military Command, and be granted the title of Dragon Zun's God General." Another person spoke.

Long Zun Weide sneered a few times, and looked at the members of the 9th team of the Tianzhuo Team lazy, and sneered: "I'm talking about it again, I don't have any intention. If the leaders of your military headquarters are willing to send their mother to my bed and let me work hard for three or five years, this matter is not something that cannot be discussed!"

"So~~~" the four of them shouted at the same time: "Kill!"

His hands suddenly swung out from his sleeves, and countless extremely bright and thin silver lights enveloped Long Zun Weide. The four of them ran quickly, causing loud noises to break through the sound barrier. In the white impact air wave, black shadows flashed, and soon the entire square was shrouded by the extremely bright silver sword light. The sword light brought out a deafening roar, like thunder flashing, shocking the soldiers of the nearby strike troops backwards.

Occasionally, a few sword energy roared out, shattering the nearby buildings, and several buildings hundreds of meters tall suddenly collapsed.

Fang Wen could see clearly that the four people were holding soft swords more than two meters long. Their arms were twisted casually like long boneless insects. As their bodies ran rapidly, they carried eight long swords and brought sharp energy into the air. The long swords collided and rubbed each other, and the white sword energy brought on the sword edge merged with each other. Often, hundreds of sword energy were fused, and as the wrists of the four people shook, one scaryly powerful sword energy slashed towards Long Zun Weide's body.

Each sword energy is only wide in fingers, but it is nearly a hundred meters long. A series of silver-shaped sword energy swept out from a distance, often bringing deep traces on nearby buildings. More and more buildings are broken by sword energy and collapse one after another.

Long Zun Weide held the Bodhi Zen Staff in his hand, like a mountain standing in a pool, letting the sword energy around him surround him, he was still standing tall. The Zen Staff waved gently, gently hitting the weakest part of each sword energy, lifting them away or gently shattering them. The Bodhi Zen Staff in his hand had danced into a circle and a soft circle. It was no longer like a solid Zen Staff, but like a soft noodles, gently waving in his hand.

Fang Wen saw the attack methods of four disciples of the Ninth Team of Tianzhuo and the defense methods of Mr. Long were a great supplement and a broad vision for him.

Although Fang Wen, who was in a soul state, forced to calculate the possibility of countless types of wind sect skills, it was a matter of working behind closed doors. No matter how perfect the results of his calculations were, they were not completely done without actual combat. Only by observing the opponent's actual combat can those "perfect" moves and techniques become full and fulfilling, in line with actual combat needs.

Not only Fang Wen, but everyone was concentrating on watching the battle between Dragon Zun Weide and Tianzhu No. 9 Team. The defense of Dragon Zun Weide is 'round' and the attack methods of Heavenly Punishment No. 9 Team is harmonious and continuous, which is a rare opportunity for everyone present to improve their knowledge and cultivation.

Suddenly, the four men of the Ninth Team of Tianzhuo waved their arms like windmills. Their original running speed was far faster than the speed of the sound, but now they swung their arms in a hurry. For a moment, four groups of silver lights wrapped around Dragon Zun Weide, and hundreds of stabs fell towards him every second. The soft sword more than two meters long jumped straight and turned into eight hazy silver lights and slashed down quickly.

The extremely high speed brought extremely strong power on the sword edge, and the extremely strong power brought sharp wind pressure. The sky was filled with "hissing" sounds, and the Dragon Lord's Power was instantly struck by thousands of swords.

In terms of speed, who in the world can compete with the people from Fengmen? Even if it is Dragon Lord's power, he does not have the ability to avoid the sting of Fengmen masters.

Martina and Kevin looked pale and their bodies were shaking. They brought themselves into the position of Dragon Lord Weide and found that if they were Dragon Lord Weide, they had turned into a pile of meat. Only Fang Wen was proud and held his hands in front of his chest and looked at the battle group indifferently. In Fang Wen's opinion, the four masters of the Heavenly Punishment Force attacked very quickly, but the speed was not so fast that Young Master Fang could not bear it, especially the direction and angle of their attack were still many flaws.

Judging from Fang Wen's hundreds of years of calculations, if you slightly adjust the direction and angle of their attack, the sword speed of these four masters of the wind sect can be even 30% higher!

If Fang Wen was sure in actual combat, he could tear open the sword net of the four people with just one sword and chop off their heads as a ball.

This is exactly what the bystander Qing has seen through the weakness of this set of sword formations.

The sword light was like rain, and Long Zun Weide's pants were slashed to pieces, standing naked in the pool. The golden light flowed on his skin, and the sword light kept falling, but it only splashed sparks, which could not hurt his body at all. Long Zun Weide simply didn't even bother to wave the Bodhi Zen Staff. He stood there lazyly, holding his hands in front of his chest, and yawning lazily.

Four men in black flashed on the spot, standing quietly outside the sword net, looking coldly at Long Zun Weide.

Dragon Zun Weide roared, and his right arm suddenly expanded, and he punched heavily at the four masters of the wind sect who were surrounding him.

The four of them quickly retreated, avoiding the punch that could open the mountain, and then rushed forward like a ghost, continuing to slash towards Dragon Zun Weide.

The new four people were wearing white masks on their faces, and a bright moon was outlined with a faint ink on the mask. They pulled out a long sword that was only half a centimeter wide and five-square-long from their sleeves.

A sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the four long swords brought out four bright lights of light and stabbed the four life points of Long Zun Weide.

The sword was like lightning and light, and it was even more than ten times faster than the four masters of the wind sect. In just a moment, the tip of the sword had already touched Long Zun Weide's body.

With a loud roar, the golden Buddha light spread out in circles, and the Dragon Lord's Powerful Bodhi Zen Staff exuded thousands of blue lights, protecting the whole body firmly.

"Ding", with a crisp long sound, four long swords stabbed the Bodhi Zen Staff at the same time. The Bodhi Zen Staff was safe and sound, but the four long swords were shattered.

The new four people retreated quickly, flipped their hands and pulled out four of the same long swords from somewhere.

They walked around the battle group quickly, like four wild wolves foraging under the moonlit night, quietly waiting for the moment when Dragon Lord Weide showed his flaws. Their swords were their teeth. As long as they were given a little chance, they could tear open the bloody wounds that made them excited on Dragon Lord Weide.

The masters of the Fengmen entangled the enemy, and the peerless swordsman of the Yuemen were waiting for an opportunity to assassinate! Fang Wen's eyes lit up suddenly: "Great! So smart! If the eldest young master is surrounded by these eight people, he can only escape! Our eldest young master is not as perverted as Young Master Long and so perverted weapons. He will die if he gets killed with a sword!"

A black shadow flashed, and four men in black appeared in the square. They wandered around the four swordsmen of the Moon Gate. From time to time, they raised their hands, and tiny special hidden weapons silently broke through the air, taking inconspicuous small places in the Dragon Lord's Weide. For example, his earlobes, fingers, ankles, butts and other non-fatal places.

Long Zun Weide didn't dare to let these hidden weapons really hit him. He had to knock those hidden weapons with his hands or Zen stick every time, so he was no longer as relaxed as he had just started.

Fang Wen's face became gloomy, and the experts of Huamen's hidden weapons also appeared. Fang Wen knew that Huamen had some secret hidden weapons that could easily break the body's protection energy and cause great damage to the human body through small wounds. After hundreds of years of development, Huamen's hidden weapons must be more vicious and powerful! Long Shao seems to be struggling.

Fang Wen's heart was still lifted in the air, and four people floated out again.

They didn't move. They just stood lazily on the edge of the square, and only occasionally slapped or waved their fingers at Longzun Weide, or even occasionally shot Longzun Weide with an old shotgun, pistol, submachine gun or a nail gun used to shoot sharks.

This offensive without any threat was what Long Zun Weide feared the most. He twisted his body from time to time to avoid the bullets, and occasionally sprayed out a ball of golden true energy. The nearly liquid golden true energy sprayed out and immediately turned into a fluffy of golden mist to protect his whole body. Fang Wen's eyes were sharp, and he vaguely saw colorful flames igniting outside the golden mist, which seemed not a good way.

"Well, the poison from the Snow Sect has also come out!" Fang Wen was suddenly moved a little. He squinted his eyes, looked up at the dark dome, and muttered silently: "How many years have you been? Finally, I saw you again! Are you alive, are you alive? But you must live well."

Long Zun Weide fought with sixteen masters from the Ninth Team of Heavenly Punishment for seven or eight hours. In the end, Long Zun Weide was already sweating profusely and gasping for breath.

Lieutenant General Fenglang suddenly appeared on the roof of a building not far away, and he shouted loudly: "Hold him around, his true energy is almost exhausted! Dragon Zun Weide, you are in death today..."

Before he finished speaking, a piece of the top of the building where Fenglang was located suddenly collapsed, and a green shadow rushed out quickly, and a lancet slashed towards Fenglang's head lightly.

Fenglang flashed very quickly, but the attack came too suddenly. He suddenly killed him when he was most proud, and Fenglang's ear was still taken down by that knife.

"Long Zun, things have been done, let's get it!"

Seven or eight figures rushed out from somewhere. They threw countless black balls the size of thumbs out of their hands. The black balls fell to the ground, and the black smoke in the sky was blown up.

The black smoke smelled so badly that it not only blocked everyone's vision, but even the biological scanners on the chariot could not see through the black fog.

Even wearing fully enclosed combat armor, the soldiers of the strike troops who were too close fell down one by one, cramping all over the black fog.

Feng Hua emerged, and he shouted in great anger: "It's the poisonous sac of the three poisonous pythons on the Exile Star. Retreat, retreat all! Damn, damn! Did they find the antidote to this thing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a wisp of black smoke had already floated to Feng Hua. Feng Hua's body shook and almost fell down. He didn't dare to say more and rushed backwards.

The large group of people scattered, and only one battlefield rescue robot rushed into the black fog with rescue robots, dragging out soldiers who were twitching and jumping around.

Fang Wen ran wildly with his nose covering his nose, his face full of gloating smiles. Human Path Chapter 3 Evolution Chapter 6
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