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Chapter 549 Baptism of Thunder and Lightning

It was obvious that this old man knew some inside information.

But it was also obvious that he couldn't be bothered to pay attention to this mess.

His only purpose in coming here is to kill Oona, that's all.

Think about it, Oona, this damn woman, relies on her position as the head of Asia to behave arrogantly and has a surly personality.

She almost killed me back then, so Queen Secret Heart cut off her head angrily, but she didn't get rid of the root cause, and her soul escaped.

As a result, this damn woman got into trouble with the grandson of an S-class strongman again.

Well, people are chasing you from Central China to Alma-Ata, and they want to kill you by name.

I was there to gloat.

Although this old man is avenging his grandson, this does not prevent me from being happy.

But I heard Oona on the top of the city say loudly, "Old senior! Ever since Oona took over the position of general manager of Asia, she considers herself conscientious and does not dare to be careless."

The old man said impatiently: "When you face the strong, you start to be reasonable! When you face the weak, you are the reason! Double standard dogs like you are the most annoying!"

His body suddenly felt hazy, and when I looked carefully, I saw a series of talisman lights bursting out from the top of the city.

There was a burst of chatter in a foreign language. Although I couldn't understand it, I guessed that everyone was talking shoulder to shoulder.

Then there was a burst of screams, and one figure after another fell from the 20-meter-high city wall, falling to pieces.

I took a closer look and found that the old man was already standing at the top of the city.

The old man in white scarf roared, and then the surrounding pilgrims retreated, leaving only a dozen A-level masters.

He changed to Chinese again and shouted: "Middle-earth people! You have gone too far!"

More than ten A-levels suddenly took action.

In an instant, lightning exploded and figures flickered.

These more than ten A-levels are all masters with quick reactions and extremely strong physical fitness.

Everyone rushed forward, and the strong wind swept across the entire city. Even the red clouds in the sky were affected and began to disperse in all directions.

A bright beam of sunlight fell quietly from a crack in the clouds.

Oona didn't know when she had retreated to the back.

But she did not run away. Instead, she looked ferocious and shouted loudly: "God calls the light day, and the darkness he calls night!"

Her hands suddenly moved to the left and right, her left hand was shining with white light, and her right hand was filled with black energy.

Two completely different lights, black and white, separated from the left and right, and instantly enveloped the city.

The A-level masters in Almaty shouted angrily, and then glared at Oona.

These were a group of devout pilgrims, to whom Ona ​​was actually a pagan.

A pagan performs divine magic on his own land. That is a provocation to the Most Merciful Lord!
The old man in white scarf said angrily: "Miss Oona! You don't need to take action here! The followers of the Most Benevolent Lord can repel the strong men from Middle-earth!"

Oona's voice was louder than his: "Stop talking nonsense! He is S-class! We can only kill him if we all work together!"

After finishing speaking, the black and white auras spread rapidly, the temperature of the part shrouded in white light rose rapidly, and some flags and dry wood even began to emit wisps of smoke.

As for the part shrouded in black aura, the temperature dropped rapidly, and a layer of white frost quietly covered everything around it.

I whispered: "Sister! Get ready to take action!"

"This old man is afraid he will suffer a loss!"

Challenging a city alone is not something that ordinary people can do.

If he were to fight alone, no one in this city could be his opponent, but the other party did not follow martial ethics, and even Ouna ignored the taboo and took action brazenly.

As the saying goes, beating the old master to death with random punches, if anything happens to this old man, it will be our loss to Zhongtu.

Unexpectedly, before we took action, the old man's disdainful voice came from the city of Alma-Ata: "It's just the simplest separation of yin and yang! But it's called a divine art!"

"Watch me break your magic!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard several thunder-like explosions, and then countless blue electric lights appeared on the top of the city.

These electric lights continued to spread in the form of electric arcs, and spread all over the city in an instant.

The expressions of those pilgrims below Grade A changed greatly and they retreated hurriedly.Those who had no time to retreat even turned over and jumped directly from the top of the city.

The arc continued to spread, and the entire city seemed to be baptized by lightning. Whether it was black energy or white energy, it was instantly messed up by the tyrannical current.

The pilgrims who had no time to escape had their hair blown up by the electricity and their bodies were scorched black.

People with stronger physical fitness can still stagger away from the lightning coverage, while those with weaker physical fitness can fall to the ground without knowing whether they are alive or dead.

I was horrified when I saw it, and it was hard to believe that this scene was artificially created.

But then I thought about it, thunder and lightning are caused by the collision of clouds carrying positive and negative charges.

Positive and negative charges are actually manifestations of yin and yang.

Once you have mastered the Great Onmyoji, it is not difficult to create large-area thunder and lightning.

But the truth is this. I have never seen many masters who can use the two qi of yin and yang to create large thunder and lightning attacks.

This old man is amazing!

Thunder and lightning filled the city, and the discharge lasted for half a minute before it was over.

When I looked over again, I saw the old man still standing calmly on the top of the city, surrounded by a crowd of twitching pilgrims.

He shook his head slightly and said, "There is not even a single person who has embarked on the road of asking questions, and I don't know if there are any decent masters in Jerusalem."

On top of the city, large numbers of pilgrim troops rushed up with fully automatic weapons. From the commanding heights, snipers had already locked onto the old man.

I don't know how many guns were aimed at him.

But the old man turned to the old man in white scarf in Almaty and said, "It won't work. Thermal weapons cannot deal with S-class."

"Your shooting speed can't keep up with my Shukishin Jutsu!"

The face of the old man in white turban was full of panic, and the white robe on his body was burnt black by lightning.

He took three steps back and shouted loudly: "You are not allowed to rob! You are not allowed to shoot without my order!"

"Yusuf! Take your men and retreat!"

A strong man wearing a white scarf hesitated for a moment, then quickly retreated with his troops.

The old man in white turban smiled miserably and said: "I dare to ask senior how to call me."

The old man sneered: "Before the fight, you had no interest in asking me my name. Now that I can't beat you, you want to ask me my name, right?"

Even so, he hesitated for a moment and still answered: "My surname is He."

The old man in white scarf smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. He, I am the pilgrim leader of Almaty. You can call me Muhammad."

The name Muhammad is very common and is the most frequently used name in the world.

Almost every pilgrim adds the word Muhammad to his or her name.

Mr. He nodded slightly: "It's a very common name."

Muhammad looked at the wounded everywhere, and then said to Mr. He: "Mr. He, thank you for your mercy and giving these children a chance to fight the demons."

"We are willing to withdraw from the conflict with Miss Ona."

Mr. He said expressionlessly: "Wouldn't it be enough to do this earlier?"

Mohammed turned to Oona, apologetically.

He moved his lips twice, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only sighed.

Mr. He's eyes fell on Oona: "Do you want me to do it, or do you want to solve it yourself?"

The golden robe on Oona's body was burnt black, but her face was extremely pale.

Her strength is really powerful. You must know that the main target of thunder and lightning just now was her, but she was able to resist it.

Before she could speak, a group of black- and silver-robed warriors had already swarmed forward, surrounding Oona at the core.

The warriors held giant swords with two hands and looked determined. Even when facing the legendary S-class strongman, they still refused to take a step back.

Mr. He frowned and said, "If I take action, none of these people will survive."

(End of this chapter)