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Chapter 185 Thunderbolt! (Thanks to the leader for not leaving the Blue Mountains!)

Chapter 185 A bolt from the blue! (Thanks to the leader for never leaving the Blue Mountain!)

Who the serious person keeps a diary?

Is the person who writes the diary a serious person?

Goethe felt that he should have faced reality a long time ago: there is absolutely no way that ‘Mad King’ Modeus left any ‘secret treasure’!

Even if there is a so-called 'secret treasure'...

That is definitely spreading rumors!

It was like at this time, Goethe knew what was inside without going in.

Lots of Liu Bei.

Literal and pictorial.

Realistic, artistic conception.

Of course, there may also be colored ones.

After thinking about it, for some reason, Goethe wanted to go in and take a look.

It's not just to see something, it's just out of curiosity.

Hmm, curious!

But, not now!

He turned his head and looked at the black tiger of the Seven Kills Hall - a tiger that was not a tiger, but a tiger that was a gecko.

Zhao She had just told him that he must be careful about this black tiger!

The opponent is the strongest person in the Seven Kills Hall!

Even stronger than the leader of the Seven Kills Hall, Blue Die!

He is a fighter who has truly mastered the ‘absolute realm’!

He even came into contact with the ‘ultimate power’!

At this moment, the rich black airflow gathered on the opponent's hands.

The air flow swirls, and the huge gravity pulls everything around.

It's dark and cold, and the cold is coming soon.

It's as if everything is frozen to death and crushed to pieces.

Black Tiger stared at Goethe, with fighting intent and determination in his eyes.

"If it were another time, I would have a drink with you, because I admire your tenacity, but at this time... no!"

“For ‘Blue Butterfly’, I have to get the things in the room!”

"Goethe, take my move - Heavenly Demon Chaos... cough cough cough!"

Black Tiger roared, and the jet-black airflow on his hands instantly grew larger. The suction force became more than ten times stronger, and the cold and cold power was like reality, but the cough that followed changed everything.

It's dark and cold until the cold disappears.

The suction turns into a breeze.

The black airflow dissipates directly.

Black Tiger lay exhausted on the ground, his face turned golden, and then——

Wow!

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Black Tiger looked in disbelief.

what happened?

Why do I suddenly cough?

Moreover, why is it the most critical moment for my ‘Secret Martial Arts’?

Black Tiger, who suffered the backlash, looked at Goethe blankly.

Mr. Wei on the side was not slow to react. When the black tiger attacked, Mr. Wei took out a flying knife.

But the moment the flying knife came out——

Ah sneeze!

A huge sneeze made Mr. Wei arch his back, and the flying knife in his hand was inserted into his thigh.

certainly!

It's not important!

The important thing is that the knife is poisonous!

The sudden situation caused Mr. Wei to look for an antidote in a panic. When he saw a green pill that was similar to the antidote, he stuffed it into his mouth almost instinctively.

But as soon as it entered his mouth, Mr. Wei felt something was wrong.

"No! This is not an antidote, this is..."

Before he could finish his words, Mr. Wei fell to the ground, twitching all over and foaming at the mouth.

The battle has not really begun yet.

That's it.

Black Tiger tried his best to crawl over, and after taking the antidote for Mr. Wei, the two of them huddled in the corner, looking at Goethe standing in front of the main door of the martial arts hall in horror.

The two of them didn't know what happened.

But precisely because of this, the two of them felt even more frightened.

What power is this?

‘Ultimate power’?

still……

Just when Heihu was guessing, Mr. Wei beside him suddenly trembled all over.

"'Emperor'!"

Mr. Wei whispered a word in a low voice.

"Emperor?!"

Heihu is not an ignorant person. He looks rough and arrogant, but is actually humble and polite. With Mr. Wei by his side, he naturally wants to ask for advice. Therefore, Heihu knows the meaning of "Emperor".

As the name suggests, he is the son of God!

Everything you do will be successful, as long as God helps you!

Anyone who is hostile to it will suffer accidents!

Moreover, no matter how powerful the enemy is when chasing each other, it will only make the other party stronger - either he will be rescued by a more powerful person, or he will get a unique adventure after jumping off a cliff.

Even those who used to have outstanding wisdom and profound knowledge will become confused and lose their wisdom as soon as they face each other.

Simply put...

God’s own son!

"Are you sure?"

Black Tiger exclaimed.

"Just think about what happened to him!"

Mr. Wei smiled bitterly.

Being plotted by someone, all his relatives and friends were killed in the bombing, but he escaped by chance, broke through the shackles, and directly set foot in the "absolute realm", sweeping away the decadence of the past. When the Xie family married a daughter, they still married sisters. When the 'Fire Demon' came, the sky

Crazy thunder...

Thinking of this, Black Tiger looked bitter.

And a little envious.

If I am also a 'Son of God', 'Blue Butterfly' will definitely like me.

When he thought about his failure this time and 'Blue Die' looked down upon him even more, Black Tiger spat out blood again and fainted.

Mr. Wei quickly found healing medicine and put it into Black Tiger's mouth, patted his chest, combed his back, and swallowed the medicine.

Click!

The slight sound of the machine's spring made Mr. Wei hesitate.

He turned his head and looked at the opened door in surprise.

Watching Goethe step in.

A wry smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, Mr. Wei experienced a gap called "despair".

Sometimes, that's it.

When you try your best to reach what you think is the end point, you suddenly find that your end point is just the starting point for others. You try your best to move forward, and the other person only needs to sit there, and there will be dozens of people below.

Carrying people forward and charging forward, and every time they advance, more people will join the team carrying people. In the end, the team is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more people. Not only do they charge hard, but they are also grateful for Dade's consideration.

It was the person being carried who guided them in the direction of progress, and it was the other person who made them experience success.

Until there were more and more people below, the other party was lifted higher and higher, and hit... a street light.

Mr. Wei leaned against the wall, staring intently at the martial arts room.

Even if you can't see it.

He also hopes to see a little bit of it.

Just a little is enough!

It doesn’t take much!

However, what he saw was fire!

The blazing flames devoured everything in the room, and Mr. Wei vaguely saw several human-like things, some of which were tied up, and some of which were hung...

Similar to a wooden mannequin for practicing martial arts!

It really wants Lord ‘Martial Saint’’s ‘Secret Martial Arts’!

"No!"

Mr. Wei roared and rushed towards the room while crawling on the ground, but was kicked back by Goethe who walked out.

The wind whistled in his ears, and Mr. Wei suddenly heard Goethe's curse.

It seems like...

gentleman?

Bang!

The heavy impact on his back caused Mr. Wei to slip down, but Mr. Wei didn't feel any pain and just sat there with his eyes blank.

The goal of life was burned to the ground at this moment.

What's the point of living for him?

A sad smile.

"Father, I'm sorry!"

Mr. Wei raised his hand and hit him on the head.

However, a hand grabbed his wrist.

It’s Muheiya!

Behind the opponent are Li Yuan, Qin Huan'er, and Zhao She.

The female swordsman's already cold and arrogant face became even colder at this moment.

The sharp aura stirred endlessly on his body.

Qin Huan'er and Zhao She looked at the temporary person in charge from the Security Committee headquarters with shocked and angry eyes, especially Qin Huan'er, the little princess of the overseas Silver Ring Island. They gritted their teeth and said viciously:

"You despicable guy, you actually use those ordinary people as a shield!"

"Oh, old snake, I don't think I'm a good person, but I'm still a human being."

"I didn't expect that there would be a guy like you among the Security Council members who claim to be righteous. Why don't you leave the Security Council and I recommend you to join the Seven Killings Hall, or somewhere else?"

"Don't worry, I have many acquaintances and I will definitely make your death miserable."

Zhao She finished speaking with a smile, and then bowed and saluted Goethe.

"Master, I neglected my duty and didn't stop this guy."

"Master please punish me."

Goethe waved his hand and looked at Muheiya.

Although it was not surprising that Mu Heiya was able to break in, Goethe was still surprised that the other party used ordinary people as a shield.

Mu Heiya completely ignored the three female swordsmen. He raised his hand and knocked out Mr. Wei and Hei Hu. After placing them in the corner, he turned to look at the burned martial arts room.

After confirming that there was indeed nothing of value inside, the person in charge sent from the safety committee headquarters showed a smile.

"Sure enough, my surname is Zhao!"

As the other party said this, he raised his hand and rubbed his temples, as if he had a headache.

"Do you know that the things that many big people are looking at have been burned by you, and not only you, but also many people will be in trouble?"

"That includes me!"

"So, let's fight!"

"If you win, this matter will be over. If you lose..."

"How about it?"

Qin Huan'er asked, holding her neck.

"Of course I will die!"

Clang!

Before Mu Heiya finished speaking, the female swordsman unsheathed her long sword and brought out a cloud of cold light, pointing directly at Mu Heiya.

"This is his ancestor's mansion. Are you sure you want to fight here?"

Mu Heiya did not dodge, pointed at Goethe and said with a smile.

Immediately, the sword light cloud dissipated, and the female swordsman took two steps back and glared at Mu Heiya.

"Don't look at me, I'm telling the truth - if this is not Goethe's ancestral residence, do you think he can really find it with your long knife? Do you think he can really unlock the combination lock in a short time?

"

"That's the 'Book of Heaven' above!"

"Even the famous Mr. Wei can't do it!"

"So, there is only one possibility left -"

"Goethe, are you a descendant of Lord 'Martial Saint'?"

"After all, that Lord 'Martial Saint' lives a casual life, and it's normal to have a descendant like you. Alas... really, when you said your surname was 'Zhao' just now, I should have made sure of it."

Speaking of this, Mu Heiya shook his head regretfully.

"How about my proposal?"

The other party asked again.

Goethe didn't speak, but just walked up.

The other party smiled and mentioned Black Tiger, and Mr. Wei followed.

The female swordsmen, Qin Huan'er, and Zhao She also followed.

At this moment, on the ground.

Clear skies.

I don't know what the dark clouds have dispersed.

Mu Heiya raised his head and glanced at the sky, feeling determined as if he had a winning ticket.

He handed the prisoner in his hand to his subordinates, walked straight to Goethe and stood five meters away, cupped his fists and saluted.

"Mu Heiya, please give me some advice!"

Then--

Boom!


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