After the great elder of the temple died, Lu Weidong slowly stretched out his hand, and a ball of thunder and fire condensed in his palm.
With a wave of his hand, thunder and fire fell on the elder of the temple, the bodies of the bodyguards, the driver, and several cars.
There was a crash and it suddenly burst into flames.
In an instant, the thunder and fire burned everything and turned it into ashes.
A gust of cold wind blew and dissipated everything on the ground.
Only the burned black ground, dry scorched earth, and charred asphalt road were left. Nothing was left.
Lu Weidong looked at his wrist watch and waited for a while. Vehicles began to pass by on the road.
At this time, Coolie ran over. He was wearing a traffic police uniform, police hat, and sunglasses.
"Master! Is it over?" Coolie looked at the scorched black marks on the ground and said in surprise.
"It's over! Let's go to the Death Mercenary Headquarters!" Lu Weidong smiled.
After speaking, Lu Weidong opened the car door and asked the coolie to get in.
Coolie Qiang couldn't believe it. He got into the passenger seat with a look of curiosity on his face.
After Lu Weidong started the car, Ku Liqiang started asking.
Lu Weidong smiled lightly and said: "Although the great elder of the temple is a master of the heavenly realm, he is still careless! If you practice the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Art to the fifth level, you can eliminate the masters of the heavenly realm! So,
The Grand Elder of the temple is nothing to worry about! As for the Death God mercenaries, they are a rabble."
"Coolie is strong! Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Techniques, you have to practice diligently! Don't underestimate this technique! It is more powerful than the most mysterious spell in Longhu Mountain! Combined with the Chinese Proud Jue! It can bring out the most powerful thunder technique!
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"So! More is worse than quality! You have to understand this!"
After Coolie Qiang listened to Lu Weidong's teachings, he immediately agreed.
At this moment, a shock arose in his heart!
The fifth level of Wu Lei Tian Xin Jue can kill the powerful masters of the heaven level!
If you reach the sixth level of cultivation, what about the seventh level?
Even the eighth level? The ninth level?…….
At this moment, Coolie was so shocked that he could not calm down for a long time!
It turns out that Master Lu Weidong is so powerful!
One person can crush a master in the heavenly realm alone!
Doesn’t this mean we are standing among the world’s top experts?
How terrifying and proud this is!
Coolie Qiang was surprised and happy, he was confident for this pursuit!......
At nightfall, Old Europe, African Union, Ami and other Death God mercenary masters entered the Beamon Building one after another to participate in the emergency meeting held by the leader, Death Beamon.
These people didn't know what happened to Ah Wei, so as usual, they walked into the conference room with a smile on their face.
The leader Behemoth did not show up, and everyone immediately gathered around in twos and threes and started talking and laughing.
"Hey! Old man! Is there something urgent Mr. Death wants you to discuss?"
"I don't know! Mr. Death didn't tell me on the phone! By the way, do you know?"
"God! Damn it! I'm confused too!"
"Ha! Maybe it's a good thing!"
"Really? I hope so! However, the weather tonight is a bit bad! I hope to go back and rest early."
"Yes! Why hasn't Mr. Death come out yet?"
"Everyone is waiting impatiently! Is something really big happening?"......
In the conference room hall, nearly a hundred experts were discussing, and the sound was noisy and clattering like a three-foot waterfall falling.
"Sir! Everyone is here!" The female secretary pushed open the door and reported to Beamon.
Beamon was talking to two of his confidants with solemn expressions. After hearing the report, he immediately stood up and said, "Very good! Let's go outside!"
With the support of everyone, Beamon left the room and entered the conference room.
Suddenly, the huge conference room slowly became quiet.
Everyone looked at Behemoth with a look of respect on their faces.
At the same time, everyone stood up to welcome the arrival of the leader.
After Beamon slowly glanced around, he walked to the front desk and stood down.
He placed his hands on both sides of the podium, glanced around the hall again with a serious look, and then said slowly: "Everyone, the most dangerous situation for our Death mercenaries has arrived! Due to intelligence errors, we have lost more than fifty people.
Masters, including five martial arts masters and forty martial arts masters!"
As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly became uproar, and the voice roared like thunder.
"What? Five great masters?"
"Who told me what happened? Why were there so many casualties?"
"God! Have we Death mercenaries gone to the battlefield?"
"Why? Who died? Could it be North and South America?"
"No wonder you haven't seen the guys from North and South America! Could it be that they..."
"This...how is this possible? Is the person in charge of my family...?"
…….
Many people's faces changed drastically and they became panicked.
These people are all closely related to the North and South American branches. When they heard this news, they felt as if they were struck by lightning and could not believe it for a long time.
"Everyone, I admit that I made a mistake. I believed too much in the information given by the great elder of the temple! Of course, it does not rule out that the people in the temple want to kill two birds with one stone! Weaken the power of our Death God mercenaries!"
"Guys! The Death Mercenaries have been established for sixty years and have gone through three generations of glory! As the leader of three generations, I bear important responsibility for this heavy casualty."
"For this, we want revenge! We must avenge the sacrificed guys first! We, the death mercenaries, and the Xiangjiang automobile king Lu Weidong, from now on, we will fight together!"
"There is another person! The great elder of the temple! He may be coming tonight. We must unite and hold him accountable!"
"Guys! Believe me! This man has ulterior motives! He is the culprit of this casualty!"......
Behemoth, the God of Death, gave a eloquent speech to the audience. He aroused the emotions of all the masters in the audience. Soon, everyone became excited, and indignation, anger, hatred, and hatred began to spread around.
At this moment, the door of the conference room hall was pushed open, and a figure slowly stood at the door.
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People approaching the door noticed the figure standing at the door and became stunned.
Soon, many people were infected, and everyone looked at the door with surprise on their faces.
Standing at the door was a masked man in black, his whole body covered tightly, as if he was dressed like an assassin from the Middle Ages.
This is the meeting hall of the Death Mercenaries. It is hard to imagine that someone walked in wearing such attire.
Who is he? Or who is she?
All the masters in the audience looked at each other, their expressions full of suspicion and confusion.
Behemoth, the God of Death, also noticed this situation. He turned around slowly and his eyes fell on the door.
Suddenly, his heart swelled, and an unpleasant feeling surged into his heart.
The person standing opposite seems to be an enemy! An invincible enemy!
Beamon suppressed the panic in his heart. He slowly looked at Lu Weidong and shouted: "Who are you? What happened to breaking into our Death God mercenary conference room?"
"Are you Behemoth?" Lu Weidong asked hoarsely.
His voice was disguised.
Beamon frowned. He felt that the other person must be a young man. Although his voice had changed, the energetic tone and tone were not concealed at all.
"Who are you?" Beamon frowned, and his palm fell on a short gun on his waist.
Lu Weidong smiled and said: "People from the temple! I came to find you under the instructions of the great elder."
After hearing this, Beamon's face changed slightly and he sneered: "Ha! Let him come here by himself! We are about to settle the score with him!"
"Mr. Beamon! Are you trying to violate the will of the temple?" Lu Weidong said.
"Bah! He is just a great elder? How can he represent the entire temple? Because of his wrong intelligence, we lost one-third of our masters! This is the biggest loss since the establishment of our Death Mercenaries! Young man, I advise you
Go back and tell the Great Elder to make compensation! Come and apologize to us all in person! Otherwise, we don’t mind falling out with the temple." Beamon sneered.
"Really? Mr. Beamon! It's just like the great elder said! There is already a plan to betray the temple! In this case, accept your fate!" After saying that, Lu Weidong reached out, took out the gun, and pulled the trigger. Seeing this, Behemoth sneered, and saw a halo of light blooming all over his body, covering his entire body.
Gang Qi condenses into a substantial aperture. This is a scene that can only be displayed by a martial arts master.
"Haha! Young man! You are really stupid! How can this kind of weapon hurt a hair on my head?" Behemoth laughed, with a proud look on his face.
However, just as he was laughing, the bullet broke through the aperture and went straight to Beamon's head.
"Pfft!" came a piercing sound.
It fell in everyone's ears, and suddenly, thunder broke out on the ground, causing everyone's expressions to change drastically and their hearts to tremble.
Above the front desk, the smile on Beamon's face stiffened, and the circle of light around him seemed to be broken, and the starlight withered, flew to the ground, and finally disappeared completely.
Beamon staggered, and he suddenly fell on the podium table.
The smile on his face completely disappeared, replaced by ferociousness and pain.
There was a blood hole on his face, and blood flowed out, making Behemoth's face paler, and gradually a deathly aura began to spread.
At this time, Behemoth's eyes began to become blurry.
"You...you...who are you?" Beamon raised his finger with difficulty and pointed at Lu Weidong.
His face was full of regret and unwillingness before death, as well as a trace of doubt.
"I said it! The great elder of the temple sent me to find you! He told me that you betrayed the temple!" Lu Weidong said slowly.
"Great Elder? You...! Chirping!" Behemoth cursed with difficulty. His whole body seemed to have been drained in an instant. He leaned on the front desk and slowly paralyzed towards the ground. p>
"Ah? Chief!"
"Mr. Death!"
"Mr. Death!"......
Some people finally came to their senses, and everyone stepped forward and helped Behemoth up.
At this time, Behemoth was dying.
He ordered the people around him: "Kill him! Kill...the temple...the great elder!"
After saying this, Behemoth breathed his last and died.
Everyone immediately gathered around the door and toward Lu Weidong.
Everyone's eyes were filled with murderous intent, anger and hatred.
"Kill him! Revenge the leader!"
"Kill him! Revenge Mr. Beamon!"
"Kill him! Who is the leader!"
"Yes! The person who killed him is the new generation leader of our Death Mercenaries!"......
In the hall, countless people roared and howled like wolves.
Many people's faces were flushed and excited...
"Haha! A new generation of leaders? I'm afraid you still don't know that the temple wants all your death mercenaries to be exterminated!" Lu Weidong sneered and pulled out a knife from his waist.
This knife is the magical knife!
A magical sword of history hidden in the long history and in the hands of ordinary people!
The magic sword comes out of its sheath and destroys everything!
Under the cold light, wherever he went, whether it was a master in the realm of Heavenly Power or a master in the realm of martial arts, they were like tofu being cut. With a flash of the sword, the bodies of all the masters were split in half, and blood flew.
, shocking.
Bloody flowers fell to the ground, staining the entire corpse red.
In an instant, one by one, the masters died under the magic sword and died at the last breath.
This scene shocked the masters behind. Everyone was so scared that they all retreated and prepared to escape.
However, the magic sword was like lightning, no one survived wherever it went.
For a moment, the hall became quiet.
As the last corpse fell before the back door, the magic knife cut through the space and landed in Lu Weidong's hand.
Lu Weidong looked around and saw that the ground was full of corpses.
He shook his head slightly and pointed the magic knife in his hand at the corpses.
Suddenly, the corpses on the ground seemed to be absorbed by a magnet, and many corpses turned into streamers of light and sank into the handle of the magic sword.
The shining light fell on the magic sword, and the handle looked even more terrifying.
There was an evil spirit spreading on the handle of the knife. This evil spirit was so shocking that Lu Weidong felt as if the endless sea of blood was rolling.
The sea of blood is overwhelming, and the handle of the knife seems to contain a small world, a different space.
After the conference hall was completely clean, Lu Weidong relaxed his hands and lowered the grip of the knife.
The evil spirit of the sea of blood suddenly disappeared!
There was dead silence all around, as if nothing had happened just now!
Lu Weidong stood for a moment, then slowly turned around and left.
A moment later, Lu Weidong and Kuili Qiang met up and the two came downstairs.
Throughout the Beamon Building, lights were flashing, offices, various rooms, and various electrical appliances were turning. There was no one on the empty chairs.
There is no one in the whole building!
If someone goes up at this time, they will definitely feel scared, as if they have entered a strange building...
One night passed, and the anomalies in the Beamon Building finally attracted the attention of Amei's CIA personnel.
Soon, the entire building was sealed!
Countless experts and superpowers came to investigate!…….
At this time, Lu Weidong and Coolie Qiang had returned to the Arab Petroleum Zone 2.
Fang Guojiang completely relaxed when he saw his master, Lu Weidong and Coolie Qiang, come back intact.
After Master Lu Weidong took a rest, Fang Guojiang quietly pulled the coolie aside and asked what happened.
Coolie smacked his tongue and shook his head with regret on his face: "When Master took action, I was mostly not around! You ask me? Who should I ask?"