Although Boss Wang was humming now, his voice still reached the ears of everyone present.
Those cultivators who had never played the game looked at each other in confusion and had no idea what kind of force the so-called Tianyong City was. However, the Yunlan Continent was so vast that it was normal for there to be some powerful hidden force that they could not name.
What they are paying more attention to now is Boss Wang's so-called techniques. After all, it can be heard from Boss Wang's mouth that the techniques he is about to display now seem to be very powerful.
As for the game players in the store, they were all stunned at this moment, and then all of them became nervous.
"I'll go, Boss Wang is going to tear the world apart."
"Go quickly, go so fast. If Boss Wang uses this technique, even if even a little breath falls on our side, we will all be shattered to pieces."
"Let me just say, this guy is a lunatic, and you must not mess with him casually."
From now on, no matter what kind of danger they encountered, the spirit boat team in Kyoto of the Tang Dynasty did not escape at all. At this moment, just these words from Boss Wang, they immediately left far away. In just a blink of an eye, they were never seen again.
There is no trace of Ling Zhou anymore, and he has the intention of never looking back.
Of course, although the spirit boat from the capital of the Tang Dynasty had fled far away, it did not mean that it was impossible for them to observe the battle between Boss Wang and the old man.
Powerful magic weapons were immediately set up on these spirit boats, ready to read the battle between Boss Wang and the old man.
This approach of the practitioners in Kyoto of the Tang Dynasty directly deceived many people. They could not understand why they wanted to escape. After all, from now on, no matter what danger they encounter, they can always escape safely.
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"This...is it possible that the technique he is going to perform this time is really so dangerous? Then we..."
Many practitioners couldn't help but have the idea of evading temporarily.
Of course, many people have actually started to do this. After all, this is a battle between the eighth-level Martial Saint and the ninth-level Martial Saint. Once the aftermath of the battle is spread, they will not be able to bear it.
Boss Wang didn't take action immediately, he just let the True Rock Man Sword float above his head.
He didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, and now he was preparing to give the cultivators around him a chance to escape.
In less than a minute, the area around him became empty. All the flying spirit boats that had been surrounding him had now escaped, and no one dared to stay nearby.
"rise!"
After all, there are only three minutes left for the final power. More than a minute has been wasted just now. Boss Wang naturally cannot wait any longer.
The Zhen Rockman sword flying above Boss Wang's head was flooded with a massive amount of force the moment Boss Wang pronounced the word. The sword trembled and made a series of extremely clear sounds. At first hearing this sound,
, it sounds very clear and sweet, and seems to be able to stir people's soul.
But then a devastating aura erupted.
Affected by this powerful aura, even the space set off waves of ripples, and a large number of space folds rippled out, almost unable to withstand the powerful force erupting from the True Mega Man sword at this moment and collapsed.
Those cultivators who had already fled this area had their hearts beat slower in horror when they observed this scene through their magical instruments.
Although they are only watching through the magic weapon now, this powerful space fluctuation seems to be able to affect everyone through the magic weapon. Most cultivators were frightened after seeing this scene.
My whole body was trembling, my legs were weak and I fell to the ground in fear.
"This...this...how can he exert such a powerful force?"
"It's... too scary. Is this the strength of a ninth-level martial saint? Under this level of power, the world is full of ants."
"The ninth-level Martial Saint is already so powerful. Then...the Martial Emperor, or the legendary god-level master, can display such terrifying power."
These cultivators who were lying on the ground in fear all had their eyes widened, looking at the manifesting magic weapon in front of them in horror.
But at this moment, a slight cracking sound was heard.
"Click!"
All the imaging instruments on the spirit boat were completely broken.
Just now, the power that Boss Wang unleashed was so powerful that no one could peep into it, which led to the shattering of these magic weapons.
In fact, not to mention these cultivators, even the players in the shop were looking at the artifacts that were shattered on the ground in shock.
I don't know who laughed first at this moment. The next second, all the players laughed as if they had encountered something pleasant.
"Hahaha, Coke, Coke, this is really coke."
"I know that Boss Wang is a great person who cannot be messed with. Anyone who dares to mess with him will be in trouble."
"Okay now, let that old man pretend to be a show-off. Why did he want to kill Boss Wang? When I see who killed whom."
As loyal players of Boss Wang's shop, they naturally support Boss Wang wholeheartedly. Now that they see Boss Wang showing such great strength, they are naturally very happy.
Of course, behind the joy, they were also surprised by how powerful Boss Wang was now.
"Hey, what a pity, that old guy Murong took the lead."
Thinking about the scene when the manifestation magic weapon broke, Mr. Zhao couldn't help but feel helpless in his heart. Then he turned towards Zhao Feiyan who was in a daze at the side, and the helpless feeling in his heart couldn't help but become more intense.
I think it was Murong Yuqing or Zhao Feiyan who met Boss Wang first, and Zhao Feiyan often used her lawless courage to make some "ambiguous" little jokes with Boss Wang.
It's a pity that the two did not end up together.
This is the helplessness in Mr. Zhao's heart, otherwise, such a good son-in-law would be his.
"Hey, father, it's not a pity, it's not a pity at all."
After hearing what his father said, how could Zhao Yin not know what his father meant?
The boy's little eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a subtle smile.
When he said this, Mr. Zhao couldn't help being stunned, "Isn't it a pity? Why isn't it a pity? You brat, this time it was for the sake of the martial arts competition that my father didn't leave you at Kyoto Academy, but you
Now if I can’t explain why it’s not a pity to be ugly, then hum!”