The huge roar of the sword exploded directly in the clouds.

However, the whistle did not spread far.

The layers of formations were stacked repeatedly and filled, easily eliminating the sound of the sword roar.

Curly Maomao and others also seemed to stop a little insignificant resistance.

Ke Xiaoliang could feel the amazing resistance they burst out under the strong desire to survive.

However, these resistances, under extremely strong suppression, became insignificant in an instant.

They are not strong men... just a group of "ordinary monks" from more worlds.

They abandoned their mysterious backgrounds and had nothing special in nature.

The white light swept wildly, like a flame spreading.

A large number of mechanical puppets, with strange white light flashing on their bodies, flew into the burning and melting hotel.

They have accurate strike systems.

It can accurately locate some travel group members, even hotel staff who are still alive.

Then····The extremely firm and cruel massacre was carried out.

All resistance, all defense, begging for mercy, protest and threats are of no use.

Ke Xiaoliang tried to break the formation again to block the message.

However, this time, Ke Xiaoliang did not dissolve the formation so quickly to block it.

The formation organizer did not spend time on the complexity and complexity of the formation, but directly superimposed it multiple times in the simplest formation regardless of energy consumption.

This is exactly the most troublesome.

This also means that Ke Xiaoliang wants to dissolve these bans and open a gap.

Not only does it take more power, but it also takes a lot of time.

Ke Xiaoliang lurked quietly, hiding his breath, supporting the ground with his palms, and walking horizontally with the ground.

The hidden exercises are used to stabilize the breath and no longer show any fluctuations.

Since you cannot reuse the same trick, you can only go around and re-implement another famous plan.

In fact, from this perspective, such a variant of "starting" is better than the original setting.

"Help! Who will save me... Who will do it?" A member of the tour group squirmed on the ground after a strong beam of light was blown off, and then the mechanical puppet mercilessly pierced his chest with a flying blade.

The overflowing soul also dissolved quickly under the scorching of white light.

Ensure that no one can regain their souls by using the method of summoning souls.

"good!"

"This is a bit like this!"

"Killing and decisive!"

"It seems that there are still experts in the Baotong world, although it's a little late."

Ke Xiaoliang thought so in his heart, but his hands were not slow at all.

Ke Xiaoliang's body seemed to be able to pull out several shadows in nothingness. In his rapid pace, he split several mechanical puppets, then grabbed a seriously injured member of the tour group and pulled him behind a melting pillar.

"Hey...hey...hey...hey!" The man, who had been cut through his chest by the light of a knife, lay on the ground, trying hard to speak.

His spiritual platform has been shattered, his cultivation has been destroyed, and he is aging rapidly at this moment.

Even if you are not killed immediately, you will die in the exhaustion of life span.

"What do you want to say?" Ke Xiaoliang grabbed the other party's hand in a state of emotion, but quietly activated a "recordizer" that fell down, and recorded the picture truthfully.

"Chir··Chir···!" The man had completely died without saying a word.

The white light that had already poured into his body melted his soul and made his soul scatter.

Ke Xiaoliang looked at the burning corpse with strong grief and anger in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I will seek justice for you!"

"Although you and I met by chance, I once felt the same way. If I don't die today, I will definitely be the messenger behind me, and I will pay my blood debts and blood." Ke Xiaoliang made a big vow.

Then he ran around the destroyed and melted hotel, and jumped back and forth.

In various forms, we met many members of the tour group ‘last side’ and then left similar promises.

And with every promise, his words become shorter and more powerful.

While it seemed dull, it suppressed a certain kind of anger that seemed to have reached its extreme.

The most important thing in acting is to believe it yourself.

At this time, Ke Xiaoliang used a strong sense of faith to make himself believe... He is an Avenger, a person who must survive this catastrophe.

He carries the weight of many people and will return one day in the future... and get a fair return.

Ke Xiaoliang might not care at all at this time. The reason why these people have such a result is also inseparable from him.

The originally luxurious and large-scale hotel has gradually been burned to white ground.

The scene of the overflowing sun is about to disappear.

On the distant sea surface, the only sun is about to condense into shape and then jump to a higher place in the sky.

Some monks wearing trait combat uniforms broke into the scene and made the final sweep... and the "acting" that was about to face the public.

Because of Ke Xiaoliang's superb concealment technique.

Those mechanical puppets did not find that there was another fish that had missed the net in this massacre.

"Calculate the embers quickly."

"Then prepare for the upcoming media attack, we must defend the dignity of the Baotong Realm... and fairness and justice." The monks who broke into this place made a brief dialogue.

However, before they announced justice and fairness to others, Ke Xiaoliang took the lead and gave them the fairness they spoke of.

A sword!

Puff!

A monk who seemed to have a similar level of Jindan was directly penetrated by Ke Xiaoliang with a sword.

Ke Xiaoliang's ruthlessness and determination shocked the other monks who were nearby.

The man who was penetrated by Ke Xiaoliang's sword was extremely outstanding in their team.

Now, he is like a weak little chicken, pierced by a sword, and dies so frankly.

How can this keep them from shocking?

How to keep them from fearing?

This fear made them forget to call their companions, and they just looked at Ke Xiaoliang in shock and horror.

To put it bluntly, these monks have insufficient experience in the enemy.

No matter how many times I have experienced it in various simulations and simulation illusions.

Nothing can compare to real bloody battles.

They were stunned, but Ke Xiaoliang was not stunned.

The sword light jumped and flickered, and several heads flew high.

At the same time, a large number of mechanical puppets began to output energy, aimed at Ke Xiaoliang, and concentrated on fire.

At this time, Ke Xiaoliang finally broke the layers of ban formations.

Send messages quickly through the tiny loopholes that dissolve through them.

Then... a sword light rushed straight into the sky.

It was like an angry sword, slashing the closed "Heaven".

The 'sky' swayed, and more attacks targeted the only survivor in this 'catastrophe'.

In order to cover up the "truth", those who launched this raid behind will never be stingy with sacrifices of any person or thing.

The energy core of a large number of mechanical puppets begins to be overloaded rapidly.

They will use self-destruction to form a chain-covering explosion.

This place will be completely covered in the explosion.
Chapter completed!