The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 2088: A bunch of waste
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Today, Wang Meng will use the blood of these ruthless and greedy people to lose all the precious love between him and the Devil Emperor!
Kill!
No one would listen to Wang Meng's words. Numerous monks rioted, shouted and killed, and rushed towards Wang Meng's five people frantically.
Wang Meng's five people were instantly dispersed, flooded, and surrounded by groups.
Ye Haotian smiled...
A dozen or so monks who reached the sixth or seventh rank of Immortal Venerable, wielding various magic weapons, attacked Wang Meng like street gangsters. They have left their spiritual power and spells, and they are no longer playing normally.
Ding! clang!
The Jinlin Sword collided with the magic weapon of everyone, making a crisp sound.
Wang Meng used one force against dozens of them, but because the opponent couldn't use spells, the fighting power of these monks was reduced a lot. Although there were many people, Wang Meng couldn't help it.
Wang Meng has stayed on the earth again. At this time, the special forces' fighting skills and Wang Meng's powerful body played a huge role.
Wang Meng will not let the wind fall.
Pump!
A monk brandished a long knife and slashed at Wang Meng, but Wang Meng dodged him. Taking advantage of the situation, a sword is piercing his heart. The blood was poured out in an instant, and the person fell to the ground and died.
Wang Meng's swordsmanship is extremely fierce, killing him with a single sword, without the slightest bit of mud and water.
Puff, puff, puff!
In the blink of an eye, five immortals were beheaded by Wang Meng.
The surrounding cultivators were shocked when they saw Wang Meng so fierce. Don't dare to move forward for a while!
Wang Meng roared: "Those who block me die!"
Wang pounced towards Zi Yan. At this time, Zi Yan's body is the weakest and is already in danger.
Wow!
Where Wang Meng passed, the monk retreated.
Wow!
When Wang Meng came to Zi Yan, the cultivator beside Zi Yan also retreated.
Wang Meng brought Zi Yan and the Devil Emperor together. Soon, no one rounds together.
The prestige of the surrounding monks is not attacking!
Stalemate.
Hope and blood can awaken the most intoxicated people. At this time, these immortals are already sober, whether they want the fragments of the heavens or die, choose for themselves!
Wang Meng is warlike, but not bloodthirsty, and he doesn't want to kill these strangers who don't have any grudges for no reason.
But the reality is very cruel. If you don't kill them, you will be killed by them. No one wants to die, so they can only be killed.
Xian'er's face was black at this time, and she had already been blasted out of anger. Just now, he was also horrifying two Immortal Venerables.
Xian'er thinks these guys are too hateful, too shameless, too many people bully fewer people, and they bully pregnant, Zi Yan, who is pregnant, doesn’t even let the child in her stomach go, that’s too Too much.
In Xian'er's view, these human monks are simply inferior to animals, and they need mercy at all, so they are not merciful.
This world is cruel.
How do these monks know that Zi Yan is pregnant?
Even if I know, in the eyes of the monks, there is no scruples at all. Anything is just their prey in exchange for fragments of the heavens.
"Go! Heavenly Dao fragments are right in front of you?" a little brother Xianzun encouraged.
It's just that his voice stopped abruptly.
Xian'er burst out suddenly and came back in an instant.
A little Xianzun clutched his throat, and blood poured out from his fingers.
The monk looked at Xian'er with a look of disbelief, his body shook, and he fell to the ground and died.
"Since you don't retreat, kill it! Roar!"
The Devil Emperor roared, his eyes were red, and his eyes were already red. The Devil Emperor suddenly rushed out, cut off a cultivator's head with a single knife, raised the sword in his hand and fell decisively.
Roll!
The monk's head fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and his face was still unwilling.
Zi Yan followed the Devil Emperor with a steel fork. "Kill!" Wang Meng and others attacked again!
Pump!
Zi Yan's steel fork danced and pierced a monk's chest.
Puff!
The iron rooster slapped a fairy with a chicken paw.
At this time, the iron **** was very emotional. The master still has the foresight and has been forcing him to refine his body and sacrifice his big chicken paws. Otherwise, he would lose his mana and become a waste person, just like those immortals.
"Cuckoo! Come on! Look at the deity and don't bother you to death," the iron **** yelled.
No one matched each other and broke out.
In fact, even if it breaks through, you can't run away, and Ye Haotian is the town. But what can it be?
Five people are full of firepower to kill the Quartet.
Some cultivators are already timid, and leave the circle directly, wanting to run.
It's just that Ye Haotian made a sudden move, instead of attacking Wang Meng and the others, but waving his hands and killing the cultivator who was about to run.
"Ye Haotian? You dare?" A monk roared.
Puff!
The answer to him was Ye Haotian's killing!
"Retreat before the battle! Death!" Ye Haotian said calmly.
"We are not your subordinates, you have no right..." An old man was furious.
Puff!
The old man's eyebrows were pierced by a golden light, and his soul flew away!
No one dared to run, and no one even dared to reprimand again.
At this time, they found that this Ye Haotian was not as good as the Demon Race, and the Demon Race had even said hello before. They don’t retreat by themselves...
Pump!
"It's stupid, right?" The iron **** waved its big chicken paws, pierced into the heart of a monk, and directly crushed the heart.
Although the big chicken paws of the iron rooster look very weird, but when they really fight, they show no weakness.
Ye Haotian looked calmly outside the mask, watching Wang Meng and the others fighting to death with the monks.
Originally, he only thought that Wang Meng's strength was very strong, but he didn't expect that all of these people were extraordinary in strength, so he should not be underestimated.
The battle has just begun, and dozens of people have been beheaded by Wang Meng's five.
Wang Meng and the others have already killed Red Eyes at this time, and they don't advise anymore. Since you want to die, then send you to die.
The **** shock!
The other monks were also impatient and desperate.
The battle is fierce!
All the more crazy attacks on Wang Meng and others.
One after another monk fell to the ground and became a corpse.
This is a life-and-death battle, which is different from a game.
Wang Meng and others will not be polite, and these monks will not be polite, recruiting and attacking the vital points, endlessly dying.
At this time, Wang Meng personally matched the Violet Tiger Cub, personally with the magic energy, and used the most effective and simplest attack method to kill the opponent with a single blow.
Saving time and energy is the trick to combat.
In a twinkling of an eye, there were hundreds of corpses on the ground.
Ye Haotian watched the battle calmly, and didn't care about the life and death of those monks. In my heart, I scolded these guys as waste materials, no wonder they didn't make it into the top 100.
Many people fought against Wang Meng and the others, and they were killed when they met. They weren't Wang Meng and their opponents at all.
After some battle, the rest of the people are also relatively strong.
When it comes to fighting alone, it may not be as good as Wang Meng and the others.
But now they are indeed fighting in groups, and gradually, they have the upper hand.
So, these people are very motivated.
Wang Meng looked at the monk who was still attacking frantically, his eyes were blood-red, and he said loudly: "A group of idiots think that if you kill us, Ye Haotian will be able to let you go? He will give you fragments of the heavenly path? Daydreaming! Kill! No one! Stay!"