Everyone in the venue looked at him and shook their heads unconsciously. That kid was scared out of his wits.
He has already started talking nonsense! Tu Hong sneered: "Huh, support? It would be more appropriate to call him death. Ye Wentian, even gods coming down to earth can't save you today."
"Listen to my order and lock the target." Twenty thousand M169s were already aimed at the target. The alloy armor-piercing bullets were so powerful that one round was enough to level the mountaintop villa.
Not only for Ye Wentian, but also for the few people in front, King Canghai obviously did not intend to let go of any of them.
"It's over!"
"After this round, I'm afraid there won't even be any scum left of the Great Flame Dragon King."
"Brother Xia, I'm afraid our trip was in vain." Far below. Ye Bufan and Xia Tian, the two big guys, shook their heads unconsciously.
This time, unlike the Baoshan Martial Arts Association, even if they wanted the pill recipe again, they would not dare to come forward at this time.
If it were just King Canghai, with their identities, they could still say a few words. In the eyes of the Red King of the Imperial Capital, the Heavenly King's Palace and the Medicine King Valley are undoubtedly out of reach of the Red King.
On the bench in front, the Red King had withdrawn his gaze, leaned back leisurely, and gently closed his eyes. The sound of m169 is wonderful.
Worth savoring. A few seconds passed, but the imaginary gunshot did not sound. The entire mountaintop villa suddenly became extremely quiet.
"Um?"
"Tu Hong." Red King narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice a little impatient. If I had known that the Great Yan Dragon King was such a thing, why would he, the majestic Red King, need to come to Canghai in person?
Those people in the imperial capital are just too cautious. Excessive caution is the same as cowardice. Tu Hong trembled and seemed a little unresponsive for a moment.
what's the situation? He has given the order to fire!
"My subordinate is here!" Tu Hong was excited and responded. He immediately turned around and glanced around.
"Are you all deaf?"
"I will help this king immediately level the mountaintop villa in front of me." Tu Hong's voice was like thunder, echoing around.
The martial arts masters in the field also looked confused, not knowing what was going on. Most of the armed men with guns around them were like sculptures. They were all frozen in place, maintaining their aiming posture, but never pulled the trigger.
If you look carefully, you can clearly see that the armed men around him have beads of sweat on their faces and fear in their eyes.
It’s not that they don’t want to move, it’s that they can’t move!
"what happened?"
"King Canghai, the men you transferred are not rebelling collectively."
"..." Everyone in the venue couldn't help but speak. From the looks of it, this is the only possibility.
"Impossible!" Tu Hong shouted angrily with both eyes on the stool. Say it. He turned around suddenly and walked towards the nearest armed captain.
Don't wait for him to walk in.
"call!"
"Howling." It seemed like a strong wind was coming. Under the shocked gazes of everyone around him, Tu Hong, a powerful master in the divine realm, was lifted up.
In mid-air, after spinning twice, it hit the ground heavily.
"Pfft." The huge impact was so powerful that Tu Hong couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. In front of the villa on the top of the mountain, silence fell once again.
Everyone present had no idea what happened, let alone see who did it. Ye Wentian smiled and picked up a pot of apricot blossom brew from the desk.
"My support has arrived."
"Uncle Li, Xiaotian invites you to drink." Ye Wentian said with a smile. The words fell. Ye Wentian threw out the apricot blossom stuffing in his hand.
The wine bottle drew an arc, as if being caught by an invisible force. Under the shocked eyes of everyone, it floated towards the mountains and forests below.
As early as the moment when most of the 20,000 armed men were stationed, Ye Wentian guessed who the visitor was. Control Qi, control things, control gods, control heaven.
Li Laipi, who sweeps the streets in the village, is good at controlling Qi. Even Ye Wentian has only reached the stage of controlling objects.
If you want to immobilize 20,000 people in an instant, you must at least reach the level of a god.
"The wine is good."
"Little God, I told you before. If you are in trouble, send a signal to the village immediately. You kid... eh? Hiss... you have a breakthrough?" The voice in the forest stopped suddenly, and finally turned into exclamation.
Hear this.
"Well, good luck." Ye Wentian responded with a smile. With the Yin Yang Pearl left behind by his parents and the previous spirit stones, his strength has become several times stronger than when he left the village.
"Good boy! It seems that Wu Keke calculated wrongly. Your physique is special, so he can only make a rough calculation."
"Hmm...good wine."
"I have to take two bottles of this wine back to the village."
"Honor the village chief." The voice came from the forest one after another, and the tone gave people a very lazy feeling.
Without waiting for everyone to react. The figure has slowly walked out from the forest. It was a middle-aged man, dressed in gray-brown cloth with several patches on it.
His long hair was messy, his mouth was full of stubble, and he was very slovenly. He held a bamboo broom under his arm. The head of the broom was mostly split, showing that he was old.
With just one glance, everyone had an image in their minds.
"He...is the support that the Great Flame Dragon King said?"
"He is really a street sweeper!"
"How did he get through the blockade and come from the mountain?" Everyone in the venue was shocked, but there were more doubts on their faces.
Suddenly, the same second. While everyone was confused, a sword sound suddenly came to mind. The indifferent swordsman in green who had been guarding the Red King took action without any warning!
He seemed unwilling to waste any time and didn't say an iota of nonsense. The sharp edge tore through the air.
Everyone present felt an unconcealable cold breath sweeping over their bodies, and their vision was blurred. It just felt like the whole person was escaping into endless darkness.
Coldness and loneliness filled the mind.
"hiss!"
"This is the sword's intention."
"That person is... the Imperial Sword Immortal Luo Qing!"
"Other than the Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qing, there is no one else who possesses this sword intent..." The martial arts masters present instantly recognized the identity of the swordsman in blue.
This person is very famous in the martial arts world. Even some juniors in the martial arts world have heard rumors about the Sword Immortal in the Imperial Capital. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the master of martial arts in the Imperial Capital.
Almost at the same time.
"call!"
"Xiao..." One person, one sword, when he rushed out, the man and the sword were already one. The sword pointed directly at the slovenly man.
The next second is approaching.
"Huh? I haven't seen the Luo Family Sword for a long time. The sword's intention is good, but its strength is a bit lacking." The sloppy man muttered to himself and raised the broom in his hand.
"Snapped!"
"Bang..." A broom shot. The posture was like taking a picture of a rat crossing the street. The sword intent all around disappeared instantly.
Under the incredulous gazes of everyone in the arena, the rumored Imperial Sword Immortal was pinned to the ground by a broom.
The long sword in his hand could not be held tightly and fell to the ground.
