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 Dustin, holding a long sword, rushed into the crowd, like a tiger into a flock of sheep, and began to kill people everywhere.


Although he could not use Xuanqing Zhenqi, his physical fitness was far superior to that of ordinary warriors.


Speed, strength, reaction ability, including combat skills, can crush a group of thugs.


Every sword swing can accurately hit the vital points, making it hard to defend.


Under Dustin's sword, a group of thugs had no power to resist, screams came one after another, and corpses fell one after another.


Unlike the duel on the ring, when fighting for life and death, Dustin can be said to be full of firepower, and his offensive has become particularly fierce.


"This guy is really difficult to deal with."


Seeing that everyone could not attack for a long time, Han Tian couldn't help frowning.


He didn't expect that Dustin, who was sealed in his cultivation, could still exert such a strong combat power.


If this kind of peerless genius cannot be used for oneself, it is better to kill it in the cradle as soon as possible.


"All of you come together! You must kill him!"


Han Tian gave an order to the six people who activated the sealing formation.


These six people are all powerful men who have undergone genetic modification in the Temple of the Gods. They have no emotions, are not afraid of pain, are not afraid of death, and can only faithfully execute orders.


They are the best killing machines in the world.


Bear King Bailey sent these six people to him originally to deal with the masters of Longhu Mountain, but now they can only be used on Dustin.


"Kill!"


The six black-robed men did not hesitate, and they all drew their swords and killed Dustin.


The speed of the six people was so fast that the surrounding warriors could not see their movements clearly, and they only felt that there was a black shadow flashing around them.


Then there was the swift and sharp sword light, which dazzled the warriors.


Although everyone within a radius of 100 meters had their cultivation sealed, the six black-robed men who set up the formation could ignore this restriction.


In other words, the combat power of these six black-robed men not only did not decline, but even received a considerable increase.


This is the horror of the formation.


As expected, the situation changed immediately after the six black-robed men joined the battle.


Before, it was a one-sided massacre by Dustin, but now the six black-robed men restricted Dustin as soon as they attacked.


The two sides fought back and forth, and for a while, it was evenly matched.


If his cultivation had not been sealed, it would have been easy for Dustin to deal with these six people.


But now that Xuanqing Zhenqi cannot be used, he can only rely on his physical strength. With the increase and decrease of one side, he is somewhat stretched.


The key is that Dustin not only has to deal with the six black-robed men, but also has to guard against the sneak attacks of the surrounding warriors, which is indeed a headache.


"Hmph! Let's see how long you can hold on!"


Seeing that the situation has been determined, Han Tian couldn't help but sneer.


He admitted that Dustin was indeed very strong, but going against the Temple of the Gods was undoubtedly like an ant trying to shake a tree.


He has many subordinates, and the human sea tactics alone are enough to delay the opponent, and winning is only a matter of time.


“Rhys! Go to hell!"


At this moment, Huang Dong, who had been waiting for an opportunity in the crowd, finally made a move.


He had always held a grudge against Dustin, but had to show respect on the surface because of the opponent's force.


Now that Dustin has betrayed the Temple of the Gods and is besieged by many masters, it is his chance to take revenge.


So when Dustin showed a flaw, he did not hesitate to draw his knife and stab Dustin's back.


Just as he was about to hit, a strong hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed his blade, making him unable to move.


"Huh?"


Huang Dong turned his head suddenly and met the indifferent eyes of the wine fairy Wei Ling.


"Wei Ling! What the hell are you doing?!"


Huang Dong was very annoyed and shouted angrily.


He finally caught the flaw and could vent his hatred, but he didn't expect to be blocked by his teammates around him, so he was naturally very unhappy.


"I'm not doing anything, I just don't like your behavior." Wei Ling said lightly.


"Are you fucking crazy? We are all working for the Temple of the Gods. Are you going to turn against us?!" Huang Dong glared and shouted.


"Hey! You are right. I am going to turn against us." Wei Ling admitted without hesitation.


"You are not sure of your own life! Then I will kill you first!"


Huang Dong turned the blade of his knife and broke free from the restraints while slashing towards Wei Ling's neck.


Wei Ling took two steps back and calmly avoided the horizontal slash of the blade, then picked up the wine pot and took a sip.


His calm appearance seemed to show that he didn't take Huang Dong seriously at all.


"Go to hell!"


Huang Dong was so angry that he swung his long knife repeatedly and slashed at Wei Ling.


After Wei Ling drank the strong wine, his eyes suddenly opened and became bright and energetic, and his whole aura changed.


When Huang Dong's long knife came, Wei Ling did not retreat but advanced and slapped the blade with one palm.


"Bang!"


Huang Dong's long sword was deflected, and the huge force made his arm numb, and he almost couldn't hold the sword.


Before Huang Dong could react, Wei Ling made another palm strike, and slammed Huang Dong's chest with lightning speed.


"Bang!"


There was a loud bang.


Huang Dong seemed to be hit by a truck, and flew more than ten meters away, fell heavily to the ground, blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and couldn't even get up.


"You...how can you use the energy?"


Huang Dong covered his chest, shocked and angry.


Except for the six black-robed men, everyone present had their cultivation sealed and could not use the energy at all.


But the palm strike that Wei Ling just made clearly had the powerful energy of a master.


He couldn't understand why the other party could ignore the restrictions of the formation? - Marinien

Comments

Anonymous said…
Nice n thanks... We should wait for another 2-days
Anonymous said…
Why there's delay is the novel going to end
Guimo said…
All of the sudden wei ling and Huan dong...who are they?
Anonymous said…
When Lu Chen was first invited by the Pantheon, those two were invited as well

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