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330: The real face under the grimace mask

Just as the two of them were imagining the glorious future of the Queen of the Underworld, the villa gate suddenly blew up and was kicked into pieces.

"Who?" The two were suddenly shocked.

"Don't move!"

More than a dozen fully armed officers and soldiers raised their guns and pointed them at them.

"No, that bastard Wu Weilin sold us!"

Chenlong and Wu Tianyan reacted instantly. They just asked Wu Weilin to transfer their positions last night. It was definitely the news that Wu Weilin leaked.

"Run!"

Without thinking, the two jumped towards the window, trying to break through forcibly.

But an accident happened.

The roof collapsed without warning. An old man fell from the sky like a demon. He stepped on Chenlong's back with an extremely accurate footstep. Chenlong felt suppressed by a small hill, and his mouth was sprayed with blood and sank deep into the floor.

While subduing Chenlong, Lu Haoran bounced out his sword energy. The invisible sword energy instantly pierced Wu Tianyi's chest and nailed him to the wall.

Chen Long and Wu Tianyi were shocked. With only one encounter, the other party instantly defeated them with thunder and trembling. Their cultivation level reached an incredible level and they were completely unable to compete!

Chenlong reacted immediately, took the communicator in his exit pocket and shouted wildly:

"Boss, run away! The people from the Super League are here..."

"snort!"

Lu Haoran snorted coldly, and his feet increased a little bit. Chenlong's back bone was broken and bleeding continued, and the communicator in his hand was also shattered.

"Where are your other two accomplices?"

Lu Haoran asked, he didn't know that the evil spirit that Liu Haoming eliminated last night was Lin Fengxiang, and he thought he was still alive.

"hehe."

Chen Long smiled miserably: "Don't want to know!"

Wu Tianyan, who was nailed to the wall next to him, also looked like he was looking at death. He came out to be loyal. The boss was righteous to them. Even if they died, they would never betray the boss.

Lu Haoran frowned and released his spiritual power to cover the entire villa. He did not sense the breath of the third person. However, he caught a faint wave of spiritual power in the basement. It was obvious that someone had left not long ago.

Without extra time to interrogate the two, Lu Haoran immediately used the soul-forging meditation technique he obtained from the domain master. His eyes were closed, and his perception range expanded outwards wildly, searching for the final whereabouts of the fluctuation of the spiritual power.

...

...

On the streets of Xijiang City, a man wearing a hood walked by quickly.

Suddenly, a hoarse shout came from the trait communicator in his pocket:

"Boss, run away! The people from the Super League are here..."

The sound came to an abrupt end.

Bi Fang's eyes suddenly became extremely complex, but there was no pause at all under his feet. He went from walking to running, and he no longer hid himself. He moved and snatched between the residential buildings, causing passers-by to scream in surprise.

"Xiaochen, Lao Wu, if you don't die in two days, I will definitely come back to save you!"

Bi Fang swears silently.

...

"Finally found!"

In the damaged villa, Lu Haoran finally found the fluctuation of spiritual power. The other party was moving away from him at a very fast speed, as fast as if he was on a plane.

He suddenly opened his eyes and disappeared out of thin air in the next moment.

"No, someone is catching up!"

Bi Fang, who was running for his life, was shocked. At this moment, an extremely domineering and powerful spiritual power fluctuation came from not far behind him. The other party made great efforts and clearly seemed to be chasing him.

"How could there be such an extraordinary person in Xijiang? Is Lin Fengxiang dead at his hands!"

Bi Fang bit his lips tightly and tried his best to activate his spiritual power to the extreme, as if he was racing against the god of death.

But the spiritual power fluctuation behind him was getting closer and closer.

"stop!"

Finally, Lu Haoran saw Bi Fang's back and roared.

The next moment, he used his free method he got from the master of the domain, and his whole body turned into the wind, drifted behind Bi Fang, and punched a fierce and fierce punch.

Bi Fang had no choice but to hold the Black Emperor's Soldier Talisman in his hand and turned around to attack Lu Haoran.

"Bang!!"

It seemed as if two high-speed rails were colliding, making a terrifying sound.

Lu Haoran groaned and was shaken away several steps.

Bi Fang flew out inverted light and drew a dozen meters long gully on the asphalt road.

Lu Haoran was secretly frightened. You should know that since he came out of the Internet cafe of the owner of the domain that day, he had undergone a transformation, and his cultivation level soared for thousands of years. In ancient times, it was enough to be a god. Even if he faced the Locust God again, he would have the confidence to kill him alone!

He originally thought that among all the extraordinary people in the world, only the Grand Sima could suppress him, but he didn't expect that the man with a grimace in front of him could block his attack head-on.

"He has absolutely problems, either with adventure or with spiritual weapons!"

Lu Haoran made a quick judgment that he was not on the same level as all the extraordinary people in the contemporary era, so it was not normal for those who could have the power to fight him.

Without too much time to analyze, the man with a ghost face got up from the pit and fled immediately. Lu Haoran bullied himself and caught up with him again.

"Get out!"

Bi Fang roared, took the initiative to attack, holding the black emperor's military talisman in his hand to launch a violent attack

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

In just a few breaths, the two fought for dozens of moves, and the rolling air waves erupted and destroyed the surrounding buildings. Lu Haoran finally had an absolute advantage in power and flew to hit Bi Fangmen.

"Crack!"

The mask on Bi Fang's face was broken, and a small supermarket flew up in the air and collapsed.

After a while, the smoke and dust disappeared, Bi Fang stumbled and stood up from the ruins, staring at Lu Haoran with blood on his face.

This is the first time Lu Haoran saw the true face hidden under the grimace mask. It was an extremely ugly face, as if washed with sulfuric acid, without a piece of good meat, which was hideous and terrifying.

"hey-hey."

Bi Fang let out a strange laugh: "I am worthy of being the Minister of the Super League. As expected, I am like a war god. No matter what method I use, I can't be your opponent."

He has recognized Lu Haoran's identity now. In the past two years of lurking, he has been paying attention to all the senior figures in Xuanguo.

"Since you know the gap in strength, do you still have to continue to resist?" Lu Haoran stared at him calmly.

Bi Fang shook his head and said, "It's one thing that can't beat you, but it's another thing as to whether you can catch me."

He had decided to use the military solution recorded in the Black Emperor's literature, which was the last retreat he left for himself and the worst retreat.

Once the troops were dismissed, his lifelong cultivation would be gone, and he would become an ordinary person and would have no hope of returning to the path of cultivation.

If Lu Haoran hadn't been so strong that he was desperate, he would never have taken this retreat.

"Minister Lu, the temporary victory and defeat cannot explain anything. When we meet next time, I will definitely make you kneel on the ground and crawl and tremble. That day will arrive soon."
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