The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 1299: Fear of a bird 1

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This Wharton ancestor is too strong and is definitely the ultimate heritage of the Wharton family.

Ancestor Wharton is stronger than the old antiques that appeared in the past, a hundred times stronger.

Even the wind chimes that are the only one in the world can't hold it. So how strong is this old guy?

"This formation is really fun!" Whoosh! Xiao Yuer suddenly fell into the formation and stood beside Wang Meng.

"Leave quickly! He doesn't dare to hurt you, but if you are strong, then you dare not say it." Wang Meng urged Xiao Yu'er. He can't let Xiaoyuer be in danger, this is their battle, it has nothing to do with Xiaoyuer.

"My grandfather is really here. I just have to wait a while to get there." Xiao Yuer whispered.

Huh? Wang Meng understood, relieved, grinned, and said to his heart, Xiao Yu'er is really bad!

Wang Meng is overjoyed!

"Kill!" Long You's great formation rose out of chaos.

At this time, Old Ancestor Wharton was not in a hurry, because at this time he was already sure that the old fisherman hadn't come. Otherwise, it should have appeared long ago. Since the old fisherman has not come, he is not afraid. Moreover, the clansmen are dead, so there is no need to worry. He wants to play slowly, torturing these people to death.

Not in a hurry is not in a hurry, but the Wharton ancestors are murderous. Today, if the popular world cannot be wiped out, the Wharton family will suffer a big loss.

The ancestors of Wharton stared at the dragon travel formation that was rising in chaos. At also saw that this formation was very weird and powerful. Otherwise, how could it be possible to kill so many people in the Wharton family with less than more?

But the ancestor Wharton believes that one force will drop ten guilds, any formation, as long as you are powerful, all formations are for nothing, and you can't stop you.

Huh!

Ancestor Wharton suddenly broke into chaos.

Sure enough, in less than thirty seconds, countless figures vomited blood and flew out of the array.

The big array collapsed instantly.

The chaos disappeared. Except for the ancestor Wharton, Wang Meng and others were covered in blood, some lying on the ground, some sitting on the ground, and none of them standing.

All injured, seriously injured!

It's too strong. Just now, after ancestor Wharton played more than a dozen rounds, his body suddenly swelled and his internal force spurted wildly, directly breaking the big formation.

If it weren't for this large array to spread the attack on more than a hundred people, if it affects one or two people, it will definitely die.

Xiao Yu'er vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, fell into Wang Meng's arms and fainted.

As soon as Wang Meng was about to treat Xiaoyuer, the ancestor Wharton flashed, and went straight to Wang Meng. He wanted to kill Wang Meng first, because this kid was the captain of Fengxingtianxia and the culprit. His hatred for Wang Meng is simply monstrous.

Woo!

Old Ancestor Wharton patted Wang Meng's Tianling Gai with a hand that tore through the air.

Suddenly, Wang Meng, who was pale and bleeding from the corner of his mouth, showed a strange smile on his face: "The old fisherman will be here soon. I am his close friend. If you dare to kill me, he will avenge me!"

The ancestor Wharton heard the three words "Old Fisherman", his face changed, and his palms halted. It seems that this name is taboo. However, he knew that this kid was lying to him. If the old fisherman came, he would have taken action long ago, and could he still watch his granddaughter get injured?

However, he still didn't dare to kill the little fish, he didn't dare to provoke the legendary existence of the old fisherman.

However, it is a must to kill the dragon!

Wang Meng closed his eyes and looked like he was waiting to die safely.

Wang Meng's performance made the ancestor Wharton uncomfortable, and no one was so calm before death.

The ancestor Wharton gestured slowly, turning his head and looking around.

No one.

"Huh! I want to lie to the old man when I die? Even if he comes today, none of you will survive."

Being fooled one after another, the ancestors of Wharton were so angry.

Woo!

Ancestor Wharton dropped his palm, no longer hesitating.

"Wipe! Old fish head? I'll die if you don't do anything. Is your granddaughter in my arms?" Wang Meng closed his eyes and suddenly shouted.

"Humph! Waste!" Suddenly, there was a cold snort in the air.

A golden fishing hook suddenly hung over Wang Meng’s head. At this time, Wharton’s slap caught Wang Meng’s head as he watched. Suddenly, when he saw the golden fish hook, the ancestor Wharton’s face changed drastically. Shengsheng retracted his palm, did not dare to stay for a second, turned and ran.

This is the deterrence of the old fisherman!

Just.

Ah!

The fleeing ancestor Wharton suddenly screamed, and the sound stopped abruptly. The body was dashing, disintegrating and torn apart, as if it was cut into countless sections by a sharp knife, and fell on the ground, a pile of minced meat.

Wang Meng didn't even see what was cutting, but he dared to conclude that it was fishing line. Fishing line invisible to the naked eye.

I can’t see it because the fishing line is too thin and the speed is too fast.

"Why haven't you grown up yet?" The voice sounded, and a burly old man suddenly appeared in front of Wang Meng.

The old man is immortal, handsome and handsome.

Handsome and unrestrained, it is not appropriate to describe the old man, it is not appropriate to put a fairy-style bone and handsome and unrestrained together, but it is extremely appropriate to describe the old fisherman. He is this temperament.

Wang Meng looked stupid: "I wipe it! Why are you old and immortal getting younger and younger? Were you still an old man the last time I saw you?"

If Wang Meng hadn't been familiar with the old fisherman's aura, he would really dare not recognize the old fisherman.

"Eat more fish, young!" said the old fisherman.

Hey!

Wang Meng rolled his eyes and knew that the old fisherman was lying. He estimated that the old fisherman must have reached the state of rejuvenation.

The old fisherman said, holding the unconscious little fish, and patted her on the back.

Wow!

The little fish spouted out of bruises.

The old fisherman's internal force was poured into the little fish, and the little fish's face turned flush, and his injuries healed instantly.

"Grandpa! Oh! Why are you here?" Xiaoyu'er woke up, and when he saw his grandpa, he cried and burst into tears.

"Hey! Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! Grandpa is not good, I'm late. I just went to my granddaughter to dig out the bird's nest for my granddaughter, and it was delayed. I didn't expect that old guy would dare to hurt you." With a distressed face, he quickly took out a few colorful bird eggs from his arms and handed them to the little fish.

Wang Meng looked silly. Damn it, the old fisherman digs out the bird's eggs?

"Wow! There are really colorful bird eggs!" The little fish stopped crying, with surprise in his big eyes, and quickly took the bird eggs and glanced at them.

Looking at these bird eggs, Wang Mengdan. hurts. The old fisherman is really used to children, for the sake of bird eggs, he is not in a hurry to save himself?

"Why are you here? Are you trying to save me?" Wang Meng asked.

"Beautiful you! How did I know that you are in danger? I came here specially for your help this time." The old fisherman said.

"Ah? Are you asking me for help?" Wang Meng was surprised. What can the old fisherman need himself?

"I borrow a liter of blood from you!" said the old fisherman.

Huh?

Wang Meng almost fell on the ground. Do you borrow this thing? One liter? Wipe, do you treat me as tap water?

Wang Meng was speechless.

"Just forget it if you don't borrow it." Seeing Wang Meng's reluctance on his face, the old fisherman simply said.

"Borrow! Must be borrowed! What's the relationship between our father? I have to borrow it!" Wang Meng gnashed his teeth, slapped his chest, and spouted blood. It's more than one liter.

The old fisherman waved his hand and took away.

Wang Meng was telling the truth, so he relied on the old fisherman to rescue him several times, and he had to give him his life. He didn't ask the old fisherman what he wanted to do.

"Thanks! This is the blood enriching pill. Let's go!" The old fisherman said, throwing a black pill to Wang Meng, holding the little fish, and disappearing out of thin air.