Chapter 819 Sneak Attack!

With this thought in mind, this Weiyang Clan in the late stage of Lingxian speeded up and came directly to the barracks with a roar, and his return also made all the monks of the Weiyang Clan in the barracks nervous and suspicious, what's going on... …The last legion commander had just returned, but now, another one appeared.

So... which of these two is true and which is false, if the former is true, that's fine, but if the latter is true, then this matter will be a big deal!

With the emergence of these thoughts, everyone was extremely disturbed, and the change in their expressions was immediately noticed by the old man of the late Lingxian period, and a bad premonition floated in his heart immediately.

"Could it be..." The old man in the late stage of Lingxian began to breathe quickly, his consciousness suddenly dispersed again, and his cultivation in the late stage of Lingxian suddenly exploded, forming a storm that swept across the four directions, and even let out a low growl.

"Could it be that the pig's head came here in the form of an old man?" His inquiry and the outburst of his cultivation made everyone around feel no doubts, especially when he thought that the previous one did not reveal this kind of spirit. After the aura of the later period, their hearts were shaken wildly.

In this amazement, all Wang Baole's avatars were also in the surrounding crowd, and their expressions were the same as those of everyone else, all of them were disbelieving and terrified. Wang Baole's original dharma body was also in the crowd. Far away, he hesitated to speak with an uneasy expression at this moment, raised his footsteps, and was about to rush over to meet him with this expression.

But before Wang Baole could take a step, there was a Weiyang monk not far away. Hearing the old man's words and feeling the fluctuations in his cultivation, he seemed to think of something. Even as he was approaching, he was still moaning.

"Legion Commander, someone transformed into you before and entered the warehouse of the barracks. He..." Before the Weiyang clan could finish speaking, the old man of the late Lingxian period suddenly turned his head, A monstrous murderous intent burst out in his eyes, and he raised his right hand as suddenly as a thunderbolt, and slapped it with all his strength!

This palm was so powerful that all the cultivation bases of the late Lingxian broke out, causing the world to change. In the wind and clouds, the palm print formed by an overwhelming force directly landed on the monk of the Weiyang Clan Nascent Soul Dzogchen .

The momentum is so strong and the speed is so fast, not to mention this Nascent Soul cultivator, even if it is Wang Baole who wants to avoid it, it will be very embarrassing. The distance between each other is really too close, and this old man of the Weiyang clan is extremely fast. .

The roaring sound reverberated in an instant, and the Nascent Soul Dzogchen monk didn't even have time to scream. Under this sound, his whole body collapsed, his flesh and blood turned into fly ash, and his body and spirit were wiped out!

Even blood, under this astonishing suppression, turned into dust!

This scene immediately horrified all the Weiyang people around them. When they all backed away, Wang Baole also opened his eyes wide and took a deep breath. If you don't die yourself, you will definitely hurt yourself badly.

"It's too ruthless, the six relatives don't recognize it, and everyone on my own will kill it!" Wang Baole took a breath, and the old man in the late stage of Lingxian also had an extremely ugly face. It's not Zhutou himself, this is a pure Weiyang clansman.

This made him even more depressed and aggrieved, and when his anger was rising infinitely at this moment, Wang Baole rolled his eyes, and immediately arranged a clone of himself, and quickly approached the spirit fairy old man. With a sad expression, he knelt down and spoke loudly.

"Legion Commander, please calm down. It's not that I'm not doing enough to protect you. It's really that damn pig-headed man who killed a thousand swords. He turned into your old man's appearance, and even emptied the entire warehouse..."

"What did you say!!" The old man Lingxian's eyes widened suddenly when he heard the words, and he walked directly in front of Wang Baole's avatar, his eyes almost popped out, obviously he was completely shocked by the other's words.

When he thought of the resources in the warehouse of the barracks, his heart was bleeding. At this moment, his consciousness spread out again as he growled, and swept towards the location of the warehouse, wanting to make sure.

But at the moment when his consciousness dispersed, the Wang Baole avatar who was kneeling there, transformed into the Weiyang family, suddenly raised his head, and at some point in his right hand, even if he could be seen, there was a strange black color that seemed to have no sense of existence. The dagger pierced directly towards the thigh of the late Lingxian old man in front of him!

This dagger is extremely strange, at the cost of its own collapse, it broke through the bodyguard of the fairy old man, pierced into the flesh and blood, and the toxin in it spread and spread in an instant, and all this happened so fast that the people around could not Without any preparation, even the old man in the late stage of Lingxian stared suddenly. At this moment, shock, anger, and madness erupted in his eyes. Finally, when he roared up to the sky, his cultivation suddenly dispersed, forming The storm directly submerged Wang Baole's clone inside.

At the same time, the other Weiyang clans around were also frantic. Wang Baole's original dharma body was also in it, and his expression was the same. In an instant, a roar suddenly echoed.

In the next moment, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, the entire barracks trembled, and waves of self-explosion came from all places. The number of these waves added together was tens of thousands, and the combined power was even more earth-shattering. , During the roar, four pawn balls exploded, fell from mid-air, hit the ground, and fell apart!

The entire barracks, at this moment of unprecedented chaos, a monk of the Weiyang tribe, with an anxious expression, took advantage of the chaos and approached the old man in the late stage of Lingxian. When the opponent was shocked by the self-detonation and the collapse of the pistol ball, he quickly pulled out The black dagger stabbed directly at the old spirit fairy.

"You still want to sneak attack?!" The old man Lingxian turned his head suddenly, the murderous intent in his eyes erupted, and he directly raised his right hand to grab the approaching Weiyang tribe, and at the moment he caught it, another In the direction, a Weiyang clan rushed out, also took out a black dagger, and stabbed violently!

It didn't end, and there was a fourth monk from the Weiyang tribe who also suddenly became violent in the distance. He didn't come to assassinate, but took advantage of the chaos here, and ran away to the far away barracks.

All these successive changes made the surrounding Weiyang monks overwhelmed, and they were all shaken violently. Seeing that there were still people being assassinated, and at the same time someone was about to escape, they instinctively rushed out in roars, to pursue them.

At the same time, after the immortal old man crushed Wang Baole's avatar and directly killed the third attacker, he raised his head to look at the fleeing figure in the distance, but... the moment he raised his head, from other Along with other Weiyang clansmen roaring to chase after him, a passing Weiyang clan suddenly took out a black dagger and stabbed straight at the old spirit fairy!

No matter how vigilant this spirit fairy old man was, he was flustered by this unpredictable sneak attack. The last Wang Baole avatar scratched his arm, and the toxins in his body suddenly increased.

"I'm going to kill you!!!" Even in this roar, he no longer worried about whether he killed by mistake. In the roar of the storm, he suppressed all the Weiyang people who were close to him, making them within a hundred feet around them instantly full of flesh and blood. Fuzzy, and then the body flicked and rushed out at full speed, about to chase the fleeing figure. This scene frightened the other Weiyang people, and they all dared not approach even the slightest in astonishment.

Wang Baole's original dharma body is actually still here. The previous five are his clones. At this moment, his original body also showed a frightened expression, showing panic and trembling with his companions around him, but he was extremely proud in his heart. Although this spirit fairy of the Weiyang tribe has a strong cultivation base, he has some problems with his head, so he secretly made a formula.

The other self-explosive pills that were buried in the barracks by him at once exploded in another wave. With the roar of the sky and the earth, three more pawn balls collapsed and fell to the ground. It looked as if they wanted to stop the spirit. Fairy chasing...

And the more he stopped, the more astonishing the spirit fairy's pursuit became. He was already desperate, and he caught up directly in the blink of an eye!

"Die to me!!"

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I would like to inform you about the latest situation. During the two sessions in Harbin, I was unfortunately caught with the flu and was almost quarantined as pneumonia. In the end, I had a false alarm, but my body was extremely weak. I wanted to ask for leave. Not good, so I will try my best to support it, but if I really can't hold it that day, please forgive me, as I get older, my body is getting worse and worse.