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Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty Three: Martial Dao Fighting For The Front (Thirteen)

There are completely different scenes inside and outside a city wall.

There was no drop of rain outside the city, but the howling sounds caused by the strong wind and heavy rain in the city made everyone feel uncomfortable.

Xiao Ran entered the city and rushed straight towards the Lihua Tower in the wind and rain. Looking at the mess everywhere, his face became even more ugly. What happened in Pan'an City.

"There are three seventh-grade true-minded warriors, and the lowest one is the fourth-grade Vajra. I didn't expect that there would be so many people who wanted to kill me and my elder brother. I wonder if you can explain it to me. My brothers and I have never left this small Pan'an City, and they will offend so many people."

A thunder fell, and Wu Lin stepped out of the lightning with a nine-section scepter in his hand. The wind and rain in the sky avoided him like a worship of a king.

"Wu Lin." Xiao Ran looked solemn after seeing Wu Lin's face clearly.

The same is true for Ke Mulie and Zhuang Jian, who were following closely behind. They never expected to see such a scene after entering the city.

"Do we people in Mobei need a reason to kill the son of Wu Kuang Tzu? He is the hero, my enemy, you should ask this commander Xiao and elder Zhuang why they killed the son of the general guarding the frontier." Ke Mulie came here with a determination to die. Now it seems that the scene is a little wrong, and it just happens to instigate him. No matter whether this can be done or not, everyone present will have a thorn.

"Commander Xiao, Elder Zhuang, give me a reason." Wu Lin wrapped the thunder in his hand and emitted charge friction and combined with the thunder rumbling in the clouds.

"Is it enough for the Martial Manchu to kill my whole family?" Zhuang Jian's voice was a little hoarse. Although he was silent all the way, as a seventh-grade true-minded warrior, he was willing to lead the team. It would be impossible without the deep hatred of the sea of ​​blood.

Wu Kuang Tzu could not kill him, so he could only be a little despicable in order to avenge him. Wu Kuang Tzu made him suffer for a lifetime, and he also wanted to let Wu Kuang Tzu taste the pain of losing his son. Even if Wu Kuang Tzu didn't care at all, at least he felt a little better.

The alliance between aristocratic families and sects is basically more or less aggravated with the Wu Kuangtu.

The Wu Kuang Tu has offended too many people along the way, and there are more people in the world who want him to die than in the court.

"The reason for this Commander Xiao is very legitimate. Although I don't recognize it, there is a reason at least. Wu Kuang Talent guards the border. You can't kill my two brothers. Is it a bit of a personal grudge to lead the imperial guards?" Wu Lin looked at the last person.

"The emperor's order is difficult."

Xiao Ran was quite helpless in his tone? Among these three forces? They were the most embarrassing.

"Lingran, Leran? You all have difficulties? We brothers deserve to die, but I don't recognize what you said? Since you want us to die, I can only let you take one step first." Wu Lin's eyes burst into pieces. The strong murderous intent made the thunder in the sky even more violent.

"Let's hold Wu Lin? The remaining people will kill Wu Mingkong first." Xiao Ran shouted, abandoning the horse, and his whole body rushed out like a stream of light, and his true energy and blood evaporated. A spear in his hand shook? The whole person was like a white lining pointing directly at Wu Lin.

Although I don’t know why Wu Lin, who was just the second-grade Zhou Tian, ​​had a power comparable to the ninth-grade true meaning, now I can’t care about these things.

Ke Mulie also pulled out the golden sword given by the Great Khan of Mobei from his waist. He was like a lonely wolf. Even Zhuang Jian had his long sword unsheathed, and he had a little under his feet? His figure was blurred in the wind and rain.

When Wu Lin heard Xiao Ran’s words, the murderous intent in his eyes became even more intense.

"Driving the lightning."

On the Nine-section Staff? Huang Tian Zhenlong turned into substance, and lightning was flowing in Wu Lin's eyes? A crazy thunder rushed out from all over his body.

Before the three of them could react, they were swept into the body by the thunder.

In the lead Xiao Ran’s spear, the momentum was gushing out? Is this his will? The will that belongs to him after practicing the gun for decades.

Throwing a spear means he is desperate to take a bet.

Ke Mulie endured the thunder that was raging in his body, and the blood and blood on his body penetrated directly into his skin. He directly burned all his true energy and his remaining life span, and his hair gradually turned from black to pale.

He is different from Xiao Ran. Xiao Ran can hold back, but he has only one goal with the hope of the entire Mobei Golden Treasure, that is, he must kill Wu Lin and Wu Mingkong.

He forced himself to take the injury caused by Wu Lin's mad thunder, and his speed was even faster than the spear thrown by Xiao Ran.

Compared to the two, Zhuang Jian is different. Although he wants to take revenge, he cherishes his life even more.

The moment he was hit by the thunder, the whole person looked like a wild goose, and only took a few breaths, and even retreated dozens of meters away. Although he was injured, he was the lightest.

Bang...

A loud bang rang out in Pan'an City, and the spear with the will of a gun was shot away by a hidden weapon that was shot from some unknown place.

The hidden weapon was so powerful that even the true energy and the intent of the gun could not be stopped. The spear was knocked into two pieces from the center, and its original force was instantly offset.

Judging from this hidden weapon technique, you have to be immersed in it for at least decades, otherwise you will definitely not be able to do this level.

"Wu Kuang Talent sent someone here?" Not only Xiao Ran thought so, but even Zhuang Jian was also. The loud noise caused everyone except the Mobei alien team to fall into a sway.

But the group of aliens in Mobei was not only not afraid, but became even more excited, which shows that the Wu Kuangdou still valued these two sons very much. As long as they were killed, it would be enough to make the Wu Kuangdou fall into anger.

"Tsk tsk, a bunch of stupid guys." In the dark, Wu Mingkong, sitting in a wheelchair, put away the magic-revised Barrett in his hand, and couldn't help but tease him.

Who made Xiao Ran not follow the rules? Everyone is fighting in close combat, but you want to use the long-range ones, so don’t blame Wu Mingkong for being polite.

As for Wu Lin, he has always been a long-range attack?

Don’t make trouble, Wu Mingkong has always been shameless. How can a shameless person be considered a double standard? At best, it can only be regarded as a display of his own personality.

What's more, Wu Mingkong has worked hard to survive until now by relying on shamelessness and cheating, and he can't make rules based on his identity?

Anyway, not only are the players themselves, but the referees themselves, but he is now even the people who set the rules. There is nothing wrong with double standards.

Ke Mulie held a golden knife and rushed through the wind and rain, and was about to get close.

But Wu Lin was not panicked at all. You know, his body is known as the Taiping True Dragon, and he also has the martial arts of "The Five Elements of Heaven and Earth".

Ke Mulie swung his long sword towards Wu Lin's neck. If this sword was hit, Wu Lin would definitely be separated in his eyes.

"Kangmu is eternal"
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