Not to mention how Liu Su contacted the Chinese Dragon Group, Fang Jun led everyone out of the room and went straight to the residence of the Yagyu family.
At this moment, Yagyu Jiro and more than ten masters were looking at the visitor with horrified eyes.
"Mr. Yagyu Jiro, I don't know what you thought about what we discussed last time. China, ten years ago, almost wiped out all the masters of your Country R. Don't you want to take revenge?"
The one who took the lead was naturally a red archbishop, and it was he who opened his mouth to persuade.
"Mr. Archbishop Bellman, your Western Holy See, ten years ago, was no better than our Country R, right?"
Before Yagyu Jiro could speak, a scar-faced master behind him snorted coldly.
Of all the major forces in the world, except for the local masters of China, which one was not crippled ten years ago?
Most of them were done by China, and China was the only winner of that battle ten years ago!
The scar-faced master couldn't help but speak sarcastically when he heard Archbishop Bellman mocking their Country R.
"You bastard, how can you talk to the Archbishop?"
Behind Behrman, more than ten masters simultaneously released their full body momentum and pressed against Yagyu Jiro and others.
Yagyu Jiro and others were forced to fight back, and at the same time, they cursed the scar-faced master bloody...
What an idiot. Didn't you see how many masters there are on the other side?
Why do you still dare to be tough with others at this time?
They were only a dozen or so innate masters, but on the other side, there were over a hundred people coming!
The strength of both sides is not at the same level at all, and there is no room for resistance at all, okay...
"You...you use the power of many to bully the few. It's not fair!" The scar-faced man refused to bow his head...
Thinking about it, in this R country, since it was crippled by the Chinese forces, there are only two or three big cats and kittens left in the country. Innate masters can be said to be hard to find opponents.
Ever since this scarred-faced man broke through to Xiantian, he felt as if he was invincible. Enjoying the compliments of those acquired masters, he became more and more arrogant, and naturally he had no eyes for anyone else.
However, this time, he was going to hit a brick wall...
"Fair? Haha, Bellman, he wants fairness. If not, how about I give him fairness?"
Behind Behrman, a young man took out a handkerchief, wiped his palms gently, then looked at the scar-faced man casually and said.
"Sir Emil, he is not worthy of your personal action. What if he..." Behrman said with a bitter smile.
The person who spoke had an extraordinary background, and was one of the people with the highest status among the people in the lower world this time.
Well, it's because of his high status, not how powerful he is. The three people who are most likely to break through to the angelic realm on earth are already in retreat!
However, although this person is not powerful, he is the type that should not be provoked. Who can give him a backer?
It is said that Emil's father is an elder in the Holy Temple of the Upper Realm, and his grandfather is the Supreme Elder of the Holy Temple, one of the most powerful people!
"Haha, just a small innate Qi refining realm, what threat can it pose to me?" Emil couldn't help but sneered after hearing this.
In any case, he is also an innate purple qi realm, a mere qi refining master, and a person from the lower realm. Even if he wants to lose, it will be difficult...
"Since Mr. Emil has such a taste, then let's follow Mr. Emil!" Behrman heard this and was very sensible and did not stop...
"Young Master, be careful!"
Behind the emir, a delicate beauty whispered.
"Haha, Yulia, just watch how I concoct this native!" Emil chuckled, lightly slapped Yulia's buttocks, then looked at the scar-faced man and said: "
Natives, come out and die!"
Aboriginal?
The scar-faced man was furious when he heard this...
This is not a good word. Generally speaking, on earth, only people from the Amazon Basin or some remote tribes in Africa are called indigenous. This name contains multiple connotations such as contempt and disdain.
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Has the scar-faced man ever received such humiliation?
Of course I can't bear it...
"Hmph, come as soon as you come, but if you die, don't blame me!" The scar-faced man was very confident in himself.
Since he entered the innate realm, he has not encountered an opponent yet...
"Haha, you are very confident, native!" Emil smiled disdainfully...
Indeed, a native of the lower realm is still in the innate Qi refining realm. Even if he stands still and lets him kill him, he may not have the ability to hurt himself, let alone whether he will die...
"Archbishop Bellman, I think we should forget it. If there is any problem, we can talk about it..." Jiro Yagyu said hurriedly after hearing this.
"We can't talk anymore, Mr. Yagyu, I can't control this Emir..." Behrman shook his head slightly after hearing this.
Not to mention him, even the Pope and even Pampas, who had turned into an angel, were submissive in front of this person, for fear of offending this little master...
Speaking of which, it was really unlucky. Why did this young master follow him to Country R instead of following him?
"Okay, you all get out of the way. Come on, I'll stand still and take three moves from you first!" Bellman said with a smile.
"Hmph, you're looking for death, so don't blame me!"
When the scar-faced man heard this, his face turned cold. No one had ever dared to look down on him like this...
However, he also knew that the other party was not someone to be trifled with. He was followed by hundreds of innate masters. If he really killed him, he might not be able to survive!
From now on, I can only teach this young man a lesson.
Therefore, this scar-faced man only used three points of force in his first move...
"Have you not eaten? With this little strength, you still have the nerve to stand here?"
Feeling the power of this palm, Emil could not help but curl his lips and said disdainfully.
"You...you wait, the second move!"
The scar-faced man was furious when he heard this. He only used three points of his power with good intentions, but he didn't expect to be so humiliated by the other party...
So, Scarface directly increased his strength to eight points and hit him with another palm...
However, this move was no different from the previous move. Emil didn't even shake...
"Haha, it's so light, it can't even be considered a massage..." Emil shook his head gently, looking very pretentious...
"So, you take my strongest move and slash into the wind!"
The scar-faced man couldn't keep his face, so he raised the long knife in his hand regardless of it. After accumulating strength, he slashed at Emil with all his strength...
But you, as soon as the knife reached Emil's head, it was blocked by a ray of earth-yellow light, and could not miss even half a point... (To be continued)