【Vajra Pagoda】!!

Facing the hidden weapon arrow flying towards him, Wang Yuan closed his hands together and a golden light protected his whole body.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding

With a strange sound, all the international thugs were blocked by Wang Yuan, and Wang Yuan was unscathed.

"Damn it!! What the hell!!"

Seeing this scene, the international thugs were stunned.

Those who can be arranged to block the door at the military camp are naturally elite players in the gang, and each of them has a level of about seventy.

Players at this stage have already learned advanced martial arts within the sect.

Even long-range attack sects like the Five Poisons of Tang Sect have learned high-level martial arts such as armor-breaking and qi breaking, and are no longer restrained by the body-protecting true energy of players of other sects.

In addition, the poison technique unique to the ranged sects has an output ability much higher than that of the low-level martial arts era, and is the main output at this stage.

Everyone has heard of Niu Dachun's name. I know that this guy has a very high cultivation level, so everyone did not hold back because of the number of people in the attack just now, but instead used the strongest attack.

But who would have thought that this wave of attacks not only did not kill it for a long time, but even forced blood loss was not even hit. It was simply incredible.

Seeing that everyone was shocked, Xihe hurriedly said, "Don't be nervous! This is his invincible skill! Now the skills have cooled down, so everyone can take the opportunity to output with all their strength."

“Oh oh oh…”

After hearing what Xihe said, everyone felt a little more uncomfortable, otherwise the scene just now would really make people doubt life.

Since the skill has cooled down, it must be a gap at this time.

"Monk, hit him!"

With a command from Xihe, the Shaolin disciples in the front row leaned over and lowered their heads, and all used an iron move to Wang Yuan [Arhat Subduing the Demon].

This move is a submission move of the [Rahant Stick Formation], which can gather the strength of everyone to firmly control the target.

"I am the senior brother of Shaolin. How dare you hit me?" Wang Yuan was furious.

But in this case, who cares about you being the eldest brother? Compared to Shaolin Temple, gangs are the personal interests, right?

"Crack!" More than a dozen long sticks stretched out from all directions, stuck in Wang Yuan's armpits, under his ribs and other vital parts, trapping Wang Yuan firmly.

"fall!"

The Shaolin disciples shouted in unison, and used their internal strength to press the long stick in their hands down.

Shaolin Temple players are known for their profound internal skills. You can imagine how many Lin disciples can use their strength at the same time.

"Cruff!"

Only a strange sound could be heard, and a huge force came from top to bottom.

Wang Yuan's divine power was suddenly pressed by this joint force, and he felt his legs weak and almost fell to his knees. He immediately clenched his fists, took a deep breath and used his internal strength to force his internal strength before forcing his body to stand firm.

As Wang Yuan slowly stood up, the long sticks pressed against Wang Yuan were creaking by Wang Yuan's head, as if they were about to break.

"this……"

Seeing this, all Shaolin players were shocked and shouted: "Hurry, help! If you kill him, we can't hold it anymore!"

"Can't hold it anymore?"

The other players of the International Thug were also shocked, so they took action one after another, holding their swords and weapons straight for Wang Yuan.

But at this moment, Wang Yuan waved his arms with force.

"Crash!"

The Shaolin disciple's Arhat Stick Formation was broken away by Wang Yuan, and the Shaolin players were directly shocked.

At the same time, the sword had already landed on Wang Yuan.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

The sword slashed Wang Yuan, making a sound of metal and iron intertwining. -

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A series of damage rose on Wang Yuan's forehead, and Wang Yuan was knocked out of blood.

"Oh..."

The players who attacked Wang Yuan were almost crying... What kind of defence are these gods?

Wang Yuan resisted a wave of output, pulled out his magical weapons to fight, swung them sideways, and swung them towards the people who attacked him.

Everyone subconsciously raised their weapons to block them.

As a result, this blocking doesn't matter, and my heart is about to be broken.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

Wang Yuan has such strength in his arm, coupled with his internal strength that shocked the past and the present, how could ordinary people resist it? The fighting is also a magic weapon. If this stick goes on, more than half of the weapons in the hands of international thugs and players were scrapped on the spot.

Without weapons, everyone was stunned and looked at the hilt of the sword and the handle of the knife in their hands, and were at a loss.

Wang Yuan took the opportunity to take a step forward, a golden light flashed, and the long stick turned into a handguard. The Vajra palm power was slapped out one after another, and no one survived wherever the palm power went.

"Save me..."

One of the players shouted and turned around and was about to run away. Wang Yuan was not willing to forgive him. He swung his hand and cut it into a long stick and threw it out, poking the player's heart with a puff.

The player was poked to the ground with a stick. Wang Yuan followed him and stepped on his head heavily, stomped on the spot, and stepped on the player's head into a mosaic.

The monk was wearing a cassock and looked solemn, but his face was fierce, and he was stepping on a headless corpse under his feet. The strong visual contrast was even more bizarre.

"Damn...!!"

Wang Yuan was so fierce that everyone was so scared that he retreated one after another.

Xihe was also shocked, but hurriedly said: "Don't be afraid, sacrifice losses or damage to the gang compensation. If the gang leader becomes the king of the South Court, we are the largest in the world..."

Before Xihe finished speaking, suddenly his eyes darkened and a tall, burly and fat body stood in front of him.

When I looked up, it was Wang Yuan.

"Niu, Brother Niu... I have something to say, you won't make things difficult for me, a woman." Looking up at Wang Yuan, Xihe was extremely scared, swallowed in horror, and said in a trembling voice.

"It's just a task, everyone depends on their ability! Don't hold a hatred for me!" Wang Yuan smiled slightly and raised Xihe with his left hand.

"Fatty, let me go!"

Xihe was also a master. Wang Yuan grabbed him, but he couldn't break free from him anyway, so he could only shout and scold him.

Wang Yuan did not say a word, bent his right hand and penetrated deeply into Xihe's chest, then pulled it out suddenly.

"Puchi!"

A bright red heart was pulled out by Wang Yuan, and the blood strips on Xihe's head instantly came to an end.

"This...this..."

Looking at the jumping mosaic in Wang Yuan's hand, the legs of the international thugs were weak.

Wang Yuan's foot stomped on someone else's head just now was just so fierce that it was scary. Now his paw was so cruel that it was scary.

Killing people is just a matter of pointing out the ground. Who hasn’t killed a few people in the game? But this kind of abuse is probably only perverted.

This monk is not a human!!

Thinking about it now, it is really ironic that my gang is called an international thug... The demon in front of me wearing a red cassock is the real thug, okay?

Chunguang stared at Wang Yuan with bright eyes, and his face was filled with surprise and fear.

"Amitabha!"

He threw the heart in his hand aside, and Wang Yuan chanted the Buddha's name for a long time. The peaceful Buddha's name was recited by Wang Yuan's mouth, and the scene became even more strange.

"You still dare to stop here?"

Wang Yuan looked around for a while and asked everyone around him lightly.

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

The reason why Wang Yuan was so vicious was to shock everyone, and the effect was obviously very good.

Hearing Wang Yuan's words, the international thugs fled around in a hurry. If it weren't for the corpses lying all over the ground, they wouldn't have been like anyone had ever come.

"Oh my god, it's a waste!"
Chapter completed!