Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 900 Carrion (Nineteen)
Take a look, what is the basic quality of coming out to mix!

Fu Qian dared to guarantee the title of Universiade Mingwang. The old man knew that it would not exceed ten hours at most, but now he can look up to him for a long time without changing his face.

Facing the unceremonious punch, Fu Qian still expressed his appreciation.

In addition, the old man is a fourth-order extraordinary, the highest among the group of people.

Such a resolute shot is enough to prove that the big bosses have reached a consensus on the action-with the highest efficiency, press myself to death here, this disturbing psychopath, and keep Jiang En's ceremony from being disturbed.

And that seemingly ordinary fist, after being swung, turned golden and thick in an instant, like casting bronze.

Coupled with the image of the fairy wind, the target is Fu Qian who exudes the smell of ham, no matter how you look at it, it is a picture of subduing demons and demons.

In fact, that fist does seem to have some kind of spiritual influence, and at a glance, people can't help but want to give up resistance.

For someone with a weaker will, I am afraid that he would have already been arrested and pleaded guilty.

It's a pity that Fu Qian only deduced the effect based on his feelings, and it was impossible for him to have that kind of emotion.

The next moment, the punch that the old man was determined to win, hit an empty space.

In some incomprehensible way, his target appeared behind the original position and escaped the blow.

"Sure enough, the reputation is well-deserved, Duke Ming really has many means!"

There was no look of disappointment on the old man's face, but he let out a long sigh.

"It's a pity, if you are willing to accept the invitation, with our help, your future achievements will be limitless."

"I accept."

Before the old man finished speaking, Fu Qian said directly.

"……you accept?"

This unexpected statement made the old man almost unable to maintain his airy posture.

"Yes."

Fu Qian's tone sounded extremely sincere.

"You and Danetta are in the same group, right? I went back yesterday and thought about it carefully. Although he was interrupted in the middle of speaking, it still makes sense, so I am ready to accept this invitation."

"Ming Wang was joking, how could someone as talented and arrogant as you see our inspiration."

While the old man was being punished, a more familiar voice sounded.

Fu Qian raised his eyes and saw that it was Danetta who had escaped by feigning death.

This man was standing on the top of a certain building, holding a hand crossbow that exuded the brilliance of the morning light, and aimed at himself.

And he's not the only one.

Around Darnetta, and even Fuqian's front, back, left, right, sitting or standing, nearly twenty mid-level transcendents have surrounded this area.

Not only that, but everyone was the same as the old man in front of him. The indescribable holiness and purity of his body formed a sharp contrast with himself.

It's all here!

With a glance at Fu Qian, he knew that all the contestants from yesterday's underground rally had arrived.

Sure enough, Brother Danetta was just one of them.

But it's just that he didn't show up at the trade fair...

Worried about being recognized?

"Aren't you surprised to see me again?"

While thinking, Danetta smiled triumphantly.

"It's a little bit."

Playing lip service with Fu Qian is tantamount to asking for death, and the next moment he snorted coldly.

"The defeated general who couldn't even win the sneak attack is so embarrassed to appear in front of the Sa family again. The thickness of his skin is really a bit surprising."

"Stop talking nonsense with him, the Night Watchman may find out at any time."

Under Fu Qian's sharp comment, Darnetta seemed a little bit uneasy, and at this time, there were already people in the crowd urging her.

"I know."

Slightly gritted his teeth, Darnetta looked at Fu Qian who was following the prestige, and smiled coldly.

"After listening to what you said just now, is Duke Ming going to try to delay the time? Believe me, it doesn't make any sense."

He pointed around.

"Do you smell something strange? Don't worry, it's just that you are slowly rotting away."

"This is a land of skinning under the blessing of many wills. Everyone who enters it can look directly at their own filth. It is not easy to get out."

The Realm of Skinning?

Then everyone else is stinky, and you guys are like saints?
It's more appropriate for you to call it the targeted microdermabrasion realm.

It's all about complaining, but Darnetta is not lying. The strength of this weird realm is really good, and it even has a bit of divinity.

As for the rot, although I can feel that there are indeed negative concepts eroding my state, but at this rate, Fu Qian said that he can still rot for a year or so.

"Of course your move just now was very interesting, but unfortunately, the following is not a one-on-one fair duel."

Fu Qian didn't speak, and Danetta took a more stance for a while.

"Sorry, although I am very optimistic about you, King Ming, but now is really not the right time, I can only say that I am very sorry."

The old man who was the first to strike at this time also said in a flat tone.

Not the right time?That wording is kind of weird.

Fu Qian nodded slightly, looking at the group of people surrounding him.

"Let's go up together, what is there to be afraid of the Sa family?"

I really don't know whether to live or die...

His arrogance undoubtedly stimulated the emotions of the gang, and a black light shot out immediately.

Under the leadership of Danetta, a group of people performed their own unique skills to subdue demons and demons.

It's a pity that all of these, including another punch from the old man, fell into the void again.

In front of the Blood Crusade, without Xiu Meng's level of lock-in, it was too difficult to hit Fu Qian.

And as the figure disappeared again, the next moment Fuqian appeared beside Danetta without warning, and put his hand on the opponent's head.

However, unexpectedly, Danetta, who was about to die, showed no fear on his face, and even pulled the hand crossbow again.

A black arrow that was not yet fully formed exploded between him and Fuqian. At the same time, there were many other attacks covering it. The group seemed to have no regard for Darnetta's life or death.

Naturally, Fu Qian would not be polite, and as his five fingers tightened like iron pliers, his figure disappeared again amidst the pleasant sound of skull shattering.

Of course, he was somewhat contaminated with attack, so that when he reappeared, the special windbreaker he was wearing was already riddled with holes.

"I knew you would come."

On the other hand, there was Danetta, whose face was bloodstained, but whose head was intact.

"You know nothing about real power."

Finally something interesting to do.

Fu Qian also watched this scene with great satisfaction.

It's just the situation of skin grinding and the beating of justice, but I'm really sorry for my previous arrangements and performances.

I had no doubt crushed Danetta's head just now, but this one returned to normal in a blink of an eye, which is indeed miraculous!

As for how?
Fu Qian looked in another direction, an older lady.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be the one who sold it to Jiang En Tooth Throat.

At this moment, Layman Tooth Throat's face was also covered with fine bloodstains, as if his head had been broken and stuck together again.

Farther away, she wasn't even the only one, just the worst.

Damage transfer?Soul chain?
The relationship between these people is really not that close.

(End of this chapter)