Super door-to-door dragon-in-law

Chapter 370 Accept the Judgment

These people move very quickly.

Like ghosts, they quickly cleared the armed forces outside and came directly to the plane, forming an encirclement circle.

Xiao Lang stood still.

His eyes were indifferent, he held the Moonfall Blade with one hand, and tapped the ground lightly, looking a little leisurely.

This battle is inevitable.

He was a little surprised that the opponent dispatched so many masters.

Three A-level masters walked slowly from a distance.

They wore masks and were murderous.

In the past, A-level masters were rare, extremely rare.

Now, it's already rotten.

Even a small local force can bring out three people.

Guo's Sanxiong was a famous figure 20 years ago.

They once went to the war zone in Afghanistan and had three years of bloody training.

Everyone is a master of murder.

Afterwards, they cultivated their health and rest, and retreated to attack the S-level cultivation base.

These are family treasures.

It is the foundation accumulated by the Guo family for decades.

But at this moment, they came out in full force, just to kill Xiao Lang.

The spiritual gun locked onto Xiao Lang.

Dozens of people sneered.

The only young man standing in front of the plane in front of him didn't have the slightest momentum.

Although he held a jade sword, he looked extraordinary.

But monks have a very strong sixth sense and can perceive the threat level of the enemy.

There was no murderous intent on Xiao Lang.

Some people even regarded him as an ordinary person.

"How dare you stop the army alone, what a fool."

"Xuanyuan team is vulnerable, dare to stop us, court death."

"Boy, if you don't kneel down and surrender, believe it or not, I'll kill you with one shot."

……

A group of people rushed to the plane and looked at Xiao Lang warily.

Xiao Lang glanced at them calmly, without any fluctuation in his tone.

"You shouldn't be involved, this is not your war."

The first young man, with a B-level cultivation base, is invincible with a psionic gun.

"Hahaha, what a big breath."

"Give you a chance to apologize to me, otherwise, I will blow you up."

He stretched out his arm and pointed at Xiao Lang.

brush!
Suddenly, a white light flashed.

Before he stretched out his arm, it fell to the ground.

No one could see what was going on.

Until the young man let out a shrill scream and squatted down covering his bleeding arm.

Everyone was shocked to find that the arm holding the psionic gun had fallen to the ground together with the psionic gun.

The incision was smooth and even, not even the blood seeped out.

What a fast sword!

Everyone's heart beat wildly.

Almost subconsciously, they raised their psychic guns and were about to attack.

"Ants opening their teeth and claws will not only increase nausea, but also seek their own death."

Xiao Lang's eyes were filled with sternness, without any emotion.

He moved.

As fast as electricity and as fast as the wind, he crossed a distance of more than ten meters in an instant and broke into the crowd.

Brush brush!
The blade of Moonfall, full of sword energy, is like chopping melons and vegetables.

what!what!what!
The screams came and went, forming a terrifying movement.

Severed arms flew all over the sky.

Like a phantom, Xiao Lang shuttled through the crowd without any hesitation.

White light flashed.

He returned to the original position, the long sword was still touching the ground lightly, and it was as bright as new.

like a hallucination.

Everyone's arms were cut off.

Qin Feng's psionic spear, which he regarded as a treasure, was thrown all over the place.

And Xiao Lang remained motionless, as if he had never moved.

The smell of blood permeates, like a slaughterhouse is disgusting.

Even the most daring monk would still be a dead soul, vomiting loudly.

Dozens of B-rank fighters who seemed extremely powerful were vulnerable.

The scene was simply shocking.

Everyone looked at Xiao Lang in horror, as if they were looking at a terrifying demon king.

This was the first time they had seen such a terrifying person.

The three A-level masters roared in unison and galloped forward.

"Xiao Lang, you are too arrogant, dare to kill my disciple, die for me."

"You are too vicious to keep you."

"It's completely in the style of a devil. You don't have to talk about the morals of the rivers and lakes. Let's go together."

The three were furious.

These B-level masters are all their relatives or disciples.

It is not easy to train ordinary people into B-level masters.

If measured by money, everyone must spend tens of millions.

Dozens of people, the loss has exceeded nine figures.

Xiao Lang finally had some color in his eyes.

"Finally a few decent dishes came, otherwise, this feast would be too boring."

In his eyes, the halo melted, and the vortex of the starry sky suddenly appeared.

"Antagonizing the Xuanyuan group is treason. I am announcing the death penalty for you now. You can refuse to accept it, but there is no chance to say that."

He smiled evilly, raised his head, and looked at the three of them.

Although the strength of the three of them was a bit weaker than Liao Feiyun's, they still belonged to the level that was about to break through.

Such a person is naturally extremely proud.

It is already very rare for the three of them to join forces.

The three of them came to 20 meters in front of Xiao Lang in an instant, raised their sharp blades, and were about to deliver a fatal blow.

Suddenly, their footsteps stopped together, as if they had stepped into a quagmire.

The expressions of the three of them changed in unison.

This feeling is too weird, too scary.

In just an instant, they felt that their consciousness and body were completely disconnected.

The speed of thinking about problems is more than ten times slower.

The original charge turned into a stroll forward.

Xiao Lang's eyes twinkled with stars, and the corners of his mouth outlined a hint of evil charm.

"Your true spirit cultivation is pretty good, and you have even reached level A."

"Unfortunately, this level is not enough in my eyes."

"Three heroes of the Guo family, you are full of evil, today is the time for retribution."

Xiao Lang said coldly.

"You are talking nonsense, we fought for our country and are heroes, why do you judge us?"

The boss, Guo Shouxin, roared sharply.

"Hehe, is that right? According to the information of our Xuanyuan group, you joined an opposition organization abroad, killing people and committing all sorts of crimes."

"Moreover, more than [-] years ago, you slaughtered a small village and killed [-] people, big and small, for the sake of practicing kung fu."

"Based on this alone, it is already a capital offense."

There was some anger in Xiao Lang's tone.

Killing people is an evil act that is absolutely not allowed.

"Hehe, the Xuanyuan group really investigated us clearly, but they didn't dare to take action against us for so many years, they are really useless."

Guo Shouxin laughed wildly, spat out a mouthful of blood, and wanted to break free.

Xiao Lang smiled and said: "It's really trash, I can't break free even if I vomit blood, come on!"

Psychic force field has no form and substance, but it actually exists.

The true spirits of the three are drawn by wonderful resonance, just like iron is attracted by a magnet.

If they can't get rid of it, they will be controlled by Xiao Lang.

An A-level true spirit already possesses the power of a powerful true spirit.

Xiao Lang was using them to test the strength of his true spirit force field.

And some skills on the secret code of reincarnation.

The three roared in unison, spurting blood one after another.

Their hateful eyes seemed to tear Xiao Lang apart.

Although the distance is only more than ten meters, it seems to be separated by the end of the world.

The real spirit is attracted by strong magnetism and seems to want to leave the body.

That feeling is simply creepy.

Guo Shouxin sternly said: "It really was you who killed the subordinates of the Liao family. What kind of sorcery is this?"

Xiao Lang was noncommittal, but shook his head in disappointment.

"You guys are too weak."

He sighed softly: "But no matter how small a mosquito's legs are, it's still meat, so let's accept the trial."

(End of this chapter)