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Liao Chong's death made the whole room quiet.
Of course this is just an illusion, but in the eyes of the people in the Retail Chamber of Commerce, time seems to have stood still for a certain moment.
Among the several major bodyguards under the Magic Gold Holy Seat, Liao Chong has been with the Holy Seat for the longest time and is also the strongest. In the eyes of many people, if the position of the Holy Seat is to increase in the future, then Liao Chong is the most likely to become
One of the few members of the Tenth Holy See.
But now, he was split in half with a knife.
Since the establishment of the Retail Chamber of Commerce, people have not died in battles with other people, but this is the first time that they have been cut in half by someone as if they had no power to fight back.
This is no longer a simple death, it is a challenge to the authority of the Retail Chamber of Commerce.
The young man who just revealed the top-secret affairs of the Retail Chamber of Commerce killed Boss Liao Chong with one blow.
"Liao Chong!"
Mo Jin let out a stern roar, and the meat grinder that his hands turned into blasted away Bai Feng, who had no power to fight back, and his chest was minced. As Mo Jin left, the number one man in Yingcheng collapsed.
Don't know life or death.
At this time, the elites of Yingcheng had already begun to fight back.
At the beginning, they were not able to adapt to the fierce tactics of the Ling Chamber of Commerce, nor were they accustomed to sudden attacks, and they even had ulterior motives.
But when they discovered that these black-clad soldiers would not be polite to them at all, and although they would not harm their lives unless absolutely necessary, they did not care whether they were disabled or not. There were many people who had their arms and legs cut off.
Everyone thought of the young man's words and realized that the people in the Retail Chamber of Commerce cared about whether they were still alive, but did not care whether their lives were complete or incomplete.
So the elites of Yingcheng began to fight back desperately. They were the most powerful group of people in the city. They walked on the edge of life and death every day, and when they launched fierce attacks, their fighting power was astonishing.
And these people have no scruples. How can they kill each other? The black-clothed soldiers of the Retail Chamber of Commerce, who were ordered to try not to kill, were a little timid in comparison. In this situation, the situation of the battle was slowly reversed.
However, this does not mean the victory of the Yingcheng elite. They are still at a disadvantage and are still being killed by the cooperative and cooperative Zero Chamber of Commerce warriors. If this situation continues, they may eventually kill many black-clothed warriors, but all of them will be captured.
It is also inevitable.
It wasn't until Ye Zhongming killed Liao Chong that the situation changed.
Because many people found that the eyes of these black-clothed warriors were a little weaker than the firmness just now, and they may have realized that this was not a battle that must be won.
On the other side, Ye Zhongming and Mo Jin fought without any fancy.
The former whistled, the latter roared.
Even though Ye Zhongming didn't have time to use his sword just now because of Mojin's speed, the two of them were evenly matched with just fists.
Of course, Ye Zhongming's hands were cut off by a meat grinder, but this gave him firm confidence.
The Magic Gold Holy Seat is nothing more than that!
The blood-treading boots stepped on the blood flowing from Liao Chong's body.
Ye Zhongming held the knife with both hands, and the injured hand seemed like it was not his own.
Mojin gasped, with crazy hatred in his eyes.
Liao Chong is the high-end combat power of the Ling Chamber of Commerce. To train such a person requires a lot of resources. Dozens of people feed zombies to make an ordinary zombie evolve, and then feed a dozen one-star evolvers to make the zombie evolve.
The third level.
Only by continuing this process dozens or hundreds of times can a Liao Chong be cultivated!
Thousands of fresh humans are needed!
But now, in the Zero Chamber of Commerce Holy See Division, Liao Chong's murder was a loss that he, the Magic Gold Holy See, had to bear. Without the slightest foundation, he didn't know how long it would take to cultivate a three-star evolver again.
One week? Or two weeks? If this continues, the strength of other Holy Sees will surpass him, and he will fall behind in the monthly Holy See rankings, which are closely related to how many resources are allocated!
How could Mo Jin not be angry? The death of Liao Chong has affected his interests in many ways.
The angry Holy See stomped on the ground, and the black mist line followed the crack and circled despicably towards Ye Zhongming. However, Ye Zhongming did not have the somewhat dull Bai Feng behind his gold-coated body. He gently touched the ground, and a
The mud and stone giant stood up, stepped on the black line with a big foot, and heard a cry similar to the wolf soul just now.
The white flesh-grinding fist struck the clay giant, and the clay figure with low durability was shattered to pieces.
Behind the sky full of rubble is the shining sword light of Feng Zhiyue.
The wolf soul appeared, blocking the sword light layer by layer. Although it made a shrill cry, the sword light was dimmed.
The ground was stepped heavily again, and the black lines turned into more than a dozen, rushing towards the enemy on the opposite side from all angles.
The blood-treading boots skill is activated, and the sword light lights up on the other side.
The two people exchanged several moves in the blink of an eye, which fully demonstrated their outstanding fighting talents. The Magic Gold Saint is a dual combat professional, while Ye Zhongming is a person who has just been promoted to a professional level. Both of them are in personal situations.
At the peak of their strength, these extremely thrilling seconds made the two of them pay more attention to each other than ever before.
Mojin flashed the sword light, and the two men resumed their confrontation.
The "meat grinder" slowly disappeared. Maintaining this state consumed Mojin's mental power greatly, and the bone spurs reappeared.
The wolf soul that was seriously injured by the sword light returned to Mo Jin's body, and was released instantly, returning to its original appearance, except that Mo Jin's face was a little paler.
"You are strong, unexpectedly strong, but you are no match for me after all. Before you die, you should be proud because you forced me to be the strongest."
Mo Jin tore off his shirt, revealing his bulging muscles. Under the sunlight coming through the window, they exuded a sheen like a stubborn stone.
"People change their minds!"
Under the roar, the wolf souls began to condense on Mo Jin's head, turning into a huge and ferocious wolf head. Although it was composed of black mist, it was like a solid body. A pair of eyes actually gave out a scarlet gaze, and then the wolf head
His mouth opened wide, not towards Ye Zhongming, but towards the magic gold below.
The two-meter-tall strong man was swallowed by the wolf's head!
Then, the face of the giant wolf head began to change, twisting and struggling to appear like magic gold. After a few breaths, a body was surrounded by black mist, and a three-meter-tall wolf-headed monster suspended in mid-air appeared in front of all the elites.
.
"You...want...to...be...my...food!"
The huge sound seemed to come from nothingness, reaching Ye Zhongming's ears word by word. The entire mist shrank violently backwards, and was about to rush forward the next moment.
At this time, there was a sudden violent vibration on the ground, and many people became unstable and fell to the ground.
The remaining broken glass on the windows began to shatter, and rubble began to fall from the ceiling above their heads. The humans who were still fighting just now were staggering around. They were enemies and opponents, but now they rolled into a ball. The whole building was suddenly shaking.
is on the verge of collapse.
A rumbling sound came from far away in the city. With this sound, although the ground was not shaking as violently as before, it was still shaking.
Many people in the conference room stumbled up and looked through the windows.
I saw that not too far away from here, rows of high-rise buildings were toppling like dominoes, smoke and dust were rising into the sky, and many zombies around them had suffered a disaster and were crushed into minced meat by the huge ruins.
In the dust, something was rising from the ground, so huge that it would eclipse the tall buildings just now.
Survivors in every corner of the city stared at this in stunned silence. The smoke gradually dissipated, and a huge roulette wheel stood in the center of the city!
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