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Chapter 1883 Innocent Royal Life Thirteen

In an instant, Wang Jian chopped his foot to the ground.

The terrifying power spreads along the earth in all directions.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that when this power spreads, the closer it is to him, the weaker it becomes.

On the contrary, when they came into contact with those troops, it was like an earthquake, shaking the earth and shaking the earth.

Countless cracks appeared, the earth shook violently, and the army was affected.

Not to mention the people in the car, even the tank was shaken and lost its direction, and some even fell into the cracks.

And there is a powerful force in it, as if it has cast magic on the earth, forming a series of earth thorns.

The soil spikes pierced cars and tanks, and there was countless blood inside.

Regarding these, Wang Jian just glanced around casually, and then approached Yu Ming Thirteen.

If it was just Kazuo Yamamoto, Wang Jian hadn't thought about it yet.

In his opinion, crushing that group of troops was not interesting.

However, the appearance of Yu Ming Thirteen made him lose the intention to continue playing.

The dignity of the strong cannot be trampled on, and he feels the same way, so he must kill the opponent first.

He knew that this was just a middle-aged world. The Thirteenth Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was Luo, and it was just this world.

If there was no Tathagata, no clone of Avalokitesvara, or no Ksitigarbha in the next two works, it would not be unacceptable to him.

But since they exist, it means that this world is connected to some myths and legends he knows.

If that's the case, then why do you trample on Luo like this?

Wang Jian admitted that Tathagata is strong, Guanyin is also powerful, not to mention Ksitigarbha, they all occupy more than half of the underworld, and they are extremely arrogant.

But what about others?

This world is not perfect, and it has also pushed these three people up infinitely, which is absolutely intolerable.

In the past, Wang Jian wouldn't have bothered to care. It was just a world in the world anyway. He was just here for a trip, and he would naturally have to go back after he was done.

But he can't do it now. Who told him to be slapped by that palm that fell from the sky? He was almost killed.

Now that we have made enemies, of course we have to give it a good fight.

But now, let’s kill Yu Ming Thirteen first. The existence of this guy is a shame to the strong.

As early as when Wang Jian sent the message, Yu Ming Thirteen was a little frightened.

Because the other party was just curious in the first sentence, but full of murderous intent in the second sentence.

He felt that he had not offended the other party. This time he also noticed that there was too much movement and murderous intent, so he came out of his hiding place to take a look.

For this reason, I was still cautious, fearing that someone would find out my whereabouts.

Especially Yamamoto Kazuo, that is his goal.

But he never expected that just by being a spectator, he would offend someone so much. And even his identity was revealed. How could this not frighten him?

What makes Yuming Thirteen particularly depressed is that it seems that his identity as Luo is the reason why the other party has murderous intentions.

But he didn't understand. Could it be that the other party also survived from ancient times, or was reincarnated?

But he didn't remember the existence of this person, the murderous intent that permeated the entire city, the strong murderous aura covering the city sky, how many people had been killed?

It was so overwhelming that he felt that when he was buried in the moon, he might not be so powerful and terrifying.

Yu Ming Thirteen felt that Wang Jian was very strong, far beyond his expectation. He subconsciously wanted to run away to avoid conflict with the other party.

But who would have thought that before the figure that had just jumped out had landed, he felt a figure appear on the roof of the building in front of him, it was Wang Jian.

"Friend, it seems that I have not offended you."

"You are Luo!"

"You got the wrong person."

Yu Ming Thirteen's expression remained unchanged and he said with a smile, but the hand holding the knife had veins popping out.

Wang Jian saw it, shook his head and sighed: "Although your aura is restrained, I can feel that it is definitely comparable to a Taoist warrior."

"I never seem to have offended you, so why should I be so aggressive?"

Although what Wang Jian said was far-fetched, Yu Ming Thirteen knew that the other party's goal was him.

The smile on his face also dropped because it was useless.

Her heart was even more solemn. Although the aura on her body was still restrained, Wang Jian knew that this was a fire and medicine barrel. Once it exploded, it would definitely shake the world.

Wang Jian's face was cold: "It doesn't matter at first. Whatever you do, as long as it doesn't involve me, who will care about you?"

"In that case, why block the way down below!"

"It's a pity that you shouldn't be called Luo!"

"So what, how can I not deserve the name Luo!"

Yu Ming Thirteen did not deny his name anymore, because he could see that regardless of whether he admitted it or not, the other party had already confirmed his identity and would not hesitate to take action.

He is also a proud man, but he was struck down, so he chose to plan and become Kazuo Yamamoto's dog.

The reason is to possess Kazuo Yamamoto.

He also has no shortage of decisions that should be made.

Wang Jian sighed: "The Luo in my impression is a being who can destroy the heaven and the earth."

Speaking of which, seeing the mocking look on Yu Ming Thirteen's face, I didn't know that the other party was capable of destroying the world.

But a planet is just a drop in the ocean compared to the ancient world.

How can these two concepts be compared?

"I'm sure that even though my kick can't destroy the island under my feet, but it's just a sneeze, it may directly destroy our planet. And you? You are so weak that you still want that shit...

It is simply a shame for this name to be promoted with the burial moon talent." When Wang Jian said this, his face became even colder, "The dignity of the strong cannot be trampled on, and anyone who uses the name of a strong man at will will also be punished!"

He knew that this reason was actually very middle-class, boring, and even more overbearing.

But who made him feel unhappy all of a sudden? Let the fake guy in front of him die.

I just don’t know if he will do the same thing next time he sees a person from another world with the same name as the one in the myth?

Come to think of it, probably not.

The main reason is that today's excitement is great, and there is no opponent, so it is really boring.

When Yu Ming Thirteen came to find him, he could only blame him for his own bad luck.

As soon as Wang Jian finished speaking, the whole building shook and collapsed like cracks.

Previously, he believed that a strong person did not need to sacrifice the lives of other innocent people to demonstrate his strength.

But now, he did it without hesitation. I can only say that this thing comes out as soon as he thinks about it, and there is no certainty. The thoughts in his heart can change anytime and anywhere according to his mood.

This is not the state that a strong man should have. If it weren't for Golden Finger, he would never be able to become an extraordinary being in this life.

If Wang Jian knew about it, he would definitely feel that he was wronged. Can you blame him? This is a battlefield, isn't it normal to hurt innocent people? You can only blame other people for their deaths.

As the building collapsed, Wang Jian's figure exploded. A dragon-shaped energy circled around him. The flying dragon descended from the sky and stepped directly on Yu Ming Thirteen's head.

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