The most powerful world overlord system

Chapter 82 The power of the warrior!

"Boss, what the hell are you doing!"

"Stop it, or we're going to fight back!"

Seeing the leading masked monk rushing in the opposite direction, the remaining six masked monks in the field all looked at each other in blank dismay, a little at a loss.

But after all, they were battle cultivators who had been fighting for several years on the battlefield of the Six Realms. After a brief moment of shock, the six of them shook their spiked spiritual sticks, and the powerful spiritual power immediately poured into them.

"Don't shoot at me, I don't know what's going on, and now I can't control myself at all!"

The leading masked monk looked terrified and anxious, tears were about to flow out.

But the speed at which his body was darting was even faster, and the spiritual stick in his hand turned into countless phantoms in mid-air, as if he was fighting for his life.

"Can't control myself!"

Hearing the words, the six masked monks present couldn't help being stunned, and their figures swept back again.

Although the six of them could not understand at all, the scene in front of them.

But the incomparably vivid expression on the face of the leading masked monk didn't look like a fake at all.

What's more, the ten of them fought together in the battlefield of the Six Realms, and after going through life and death battles, they have long been like brothers.

The leading masked monk attacked and killed them without any reason.

"No, look quickly, that Jiang Feichen is weird!"

Among the six masked monks, a monk with sharp eyes suddenly noticed that Jiang Feichen, who was standing on the Xing Ge Zhou, was trembling and stretching his fingers continuously, as if he was controlling something.

"Hold the boss first, the three of us will kill that kid!"

Three of the masked monks swept their bodies, bypassed the leading masked monk, and rushed straight towards Jiang Feichen.

"Yes, kill him quickly, this kid is too weird!"

The leading masked cultivator also suddenly came to his senses and yelled.

But his figure also turned around at this moment, rushing towards the three masked monks rushing towards Jiang Feichen.

Try to intercept.

"Boss, stop quickly, don't make trouble!"

The remaining three masked monks also rushed forward to stop the leading masked monk from making trouble.

"You're so paralyzed, I've said it all, I can't control myself!"

The leading masked monk was full of shame and anger, and with a sharp stick in his hand, he smashed his head and face at the three masked monks who were rushing towards him.

Quite a desperate posture of Saburo.

It's a desperate move.

All of a sudden, the three masked monks who intercepted were beaten so helplessly because their hands and feet were restrained.

"Jiang Feichen, die!"

"I'd like to see what kind of treasure you have on your body that can control the boss!"

But at this time, the other three monks who rushed towards Jiang Feichen rushed to Jiang Feichen almost instantly because there was no way to stop him.

The three of them no longer cared about capturing Jiang Feichen alive and interrogating the person who inherited the spiritual weapon.

Almost at the same time, the three of them raised their spiritual sticks and threw them at Jiang Feichen without hesitation.

"Mo Dao Jiashi!"

The corner of Jiang Feichen's mouth curled up in a cold arc, and he snorted coldly, with a small lock on his chest, the brilliance flashed slightly, and a golden streamer fell instantly.

"Men with swords, protect our lord!"

In the brilliance, a fierce and rough roar suddenly sounded, and a two-meter-tall sword-wielding soldier in heavy armor suddenly stood up.

"Secret Skill: Earth Fiend Slash!"

As soon as Soldier Modao appeared, he raised the long knife in his hand in front of him, and slashed down at the three masked monks rushing towards him.

The golden Mo Dao was dazzling, but there was a sinister and cold aura coming towards him.

On the golden knife, a golden and green half-moon glow split out instantly.

Among the three masked monks facing him, one couldn't dodge in time, and was directly slashed by the Earth Shade. With a scream, his body turned into countless flesh and blood.

"What a strong monk!"

"Why didn't we find his breath, where did he come from!"

Although the other two masked monks managed to dodge, they were also injured by the aftermath of the Earth Fiend's slash, and they retreated tens of meters away.

"Secret Technique: Diamond Howling Moon Slash!"

Modao Jiashi evaded the two of them, but he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue. He turned around and slashed out again with the golden giant blade in his hand.

A half-moon-shaped golden sword light, like a fire moon full of scorching sun in the dark night, moved towards the leading masked monk and three other monks fighting on the other side.

"Flash!"

Seeing this, the three cultivators who blocked the leading masked cultivator yelled at the same time, and retreated sharply.

However, the leading masked cultivator under Jiang Feichen's control did not move.

At this moment, the ten breaths of the primary puppet talisman will take effect, only nine breaths have passed. Even though the leading masked monk is very anxious, there is nothing he can do.

He could only watch the golden blade light grow bigger and bigger in his sight, knowing that all of his eyes were covered by the golden blade light.

"what"

The leading masked cultivator let out a scream, and flew out backwards. A jade plate on his chest was radiant, and then it turned into countless jade shards with a bang.

"I didn't expect this person to have a strange treasure, which can block the full blow of the Modao warrior!"

Jiang Feichen raised his brows slightly, apparently slightly surprised that the leading masked cultivator was not cut into nothingness by the blade light.

"But the jade plate can save you once, but it can't save you the second time!"

With a wave of Jiang Feichen's hand, the Modao warrior leaped towards the three retreating masked monks.

But he himself jumped up high, with the purple light in his hand chasing the lightsaber a little, and went towards the leading masked monk who was severely injured.

"Three thousand vertical lightsabers, the third form, the sword sweeps the waves!"

In mid-air, Jiang Feichen swung his sword.

Zi Lei chased the lightsaber and picked it up lightly.

In the space of ten feet around, the spiritual power of the water is permeating, and the sound of the billowing tide rises surgingly.

It's like a sea of ​​water.

Amidst the rippling blue waves, a flash of sword glow flashed across the neck of the leading masked cultivator in an instant.

I saw a streak of blood splattering, the head of the leading masked monk flew high, and the blood radiated into the sky.

"Big brother!"

"No!"

Seeing the leading masked monk being beheaded by Jiang Feichen with a sword, the two masked monks who were wounded not far away, and the three monks who were repelled by the Modao armored man, they all roared with grief from their hearts.

No one would have thought that what was supposed to be the simplest task would cost them half in an instant.

You know, even in the dangerous Six Realms battlefield, none of their lives were left behind.

"Ding Dong"

At the same time, just as Jiang Feichen cut off the head of the masked monk with a sword.

In his mind, the crisp ringtone of the overlord system in the Divine Weapon Realm reappeared.

"Jiang Feichen successfully killed the foundation-building nine-layer monk!"

"Mission: Leapfrog to fight, strong and immortal, complete!"

"Reward Jiang Feichen, a normal lottery draw once!"

……

"I actually got another chance to draw a lottery!"

Jiang Feichen was overjoyed.

(End of this chapter)