"Who are you, who dare to assassinate Ben Khan's bodyguard?"
When Meng Gehan saw the corpse behind the coir raincoat guest, his face changed, and then he yelled angrily.
He previously thought that the guards guarding this palace were bribed by Sima Wei, or were replaced by his own people by Sima Wei. Now it seems that he guessed wrong. The guards guarding this palace were bribed by Sima Wei. The man in front of me was killed.
Faced with Meng Gehan's question, Lin Yike chose to ignore it. He raised his head, looked at Sima Wei, and then said: "Sima Wei, long time no see."
"Ke Yi, we haven't seen each other for hundreds of years."
A rare smile appeared on Sima Wei's face.
Facing the coir raincoat guest who is also the master of the hall, he, Sima Wei, naturally has to be more polite.
"It's quite a long time."
The coifed guest nodded.
"Who are you to dare to ignore Ben Khan's questions?"
Meng Ge Khan's behavior of ignoring Meng Ge Khan directly made Meng Ge Khan very angry. He clenched his fists tightly and stared at the coi cloak guest.
Judging from the look on Meng Gehan's face, he might go berserk in the next moment.
"Sima Wei, why haven't you captured this man yet? Are you letting him bark like a wild dog?"
Linyi Ke glanced at Meng Gehan lightly, then looked at Sima Wei and said with some dissatisfaction.
"Coiled Clothes Guest, this man is going to hell soon, so let him go crazy for a while. Anyway, when the leader of the cult arrives, this man will be dead."
Sima Wei glanced at Meng Gehan who was about to get angry and said disdainfully.
"Although your words make sense, I feel that this person is too noisy. Let him be quiet for a while."
The coir raincoat guest shook his hand slightly, and the silk threads wrapped around the body of the guard fell off.
Next, the cloaked man slowly approached Meng Gehan with a black fishing rod. It was obvious that this man was going to attack Meng Ge Khan.
And Meng Gehan was not a good person. When he heard that he was randomly judged about his life and death by Sima Wei and Coiled Clothes Guest, his heart was filled with anger.
"If you dare to attack the guards beside me, I will let you know how powerful I am. Today, Sima Wei and your helpers will all die!"
Meng Gehan's body trembled, and the spiritual energy in his body suddenly burst out. The next moment, he picked up a big knife behind him and rushed towards the coir raincoat guest.
Three feet.
Two feet.
When he was only ten feet away from the coir raincoat guest, he finally took action. Meng Gehan slashed at the top of the coir raincoat guest's head with such force that the air exploded.
A huge knife shadow swooped down!
"It feels like His Majesty Khan has become stronger again!"
"Yes, this huge sword shadow has the power to cut mountains and seas!"
When the tribal ministers in the palace saw Meng Gehan's sword shadow, they all moved to the sides with shock on their faces.
Since Meng Ge Khan can take the position of Khan, he must be the strongest.
There were many tribal ministers in the field who had fought against Meng Ge Khan. They felt that the strength displayed by Meng Ge Khan at this time was much stronger than before the fight with them.
On the other side, Lin Yi Ke looked calm when he saw the huge knife shadow, and had no intention of taking action at all.
"Um?"
"Aren't you going to take action yet?"
Meng Ge Khan saw a look of surprise on his face when he saw that the coir raincoat guest had not taken action. He suddenly thought of something and then mocked: "Humph, you knew that there was no chance of survival in the face of Ben Khan's attack, so you gave up." Resistance?"
Give up resistance?
When the coir raincoat guest heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head secretly.
This is not at all because I have given up resistance, but because your attack from Meng Gehan is too weak, so weak that I don’t even want to take action.
Capricorn is a monk in the realm of gods, while Meng Gehan is only at the late stage of Nascent Soul. The gap in strength between the two is still very large. It is no wonder that Capricorn feels that Meng Ge Khan's attack is too weak.
Just when Meng Gehan's huge knife shadow was about to hit the coir raincoat guest, the coir raincoat guest finally moved. He gently waved the black fishing rod in his hand. The fishing rod drove the silk thread, and gray spiritual energy was immediately wrapped around the silk thread.
The next moment, the silk thread wrapped in gray spiritual energy collided with the huge knife shadow.
boom!
As a clear voice sounded, the originally majestic sword shadow was torn in two by the silk thread like tofu!
"this?"
"His Majesty Khan's sword shadow was just cracked?"
"It feels a little incredible."
The tribal officials in the palace felt a little incredible when they saw this scene.
In fact, it wasn't just them, even Meng Gehan had a look of astonishment in his eyes.
How can this be?
My strength has reached the peak of the late Nascent Soul, and is only a hair away from the perfection of the Nascent Soul. How could the man in front of me neutralize my attack so easily?
Could it be that he is the great perfection of Nascent Soul?
wrong!
Even with the full strength of Nascent Soul, it is impossible to easily defeat my attack!
Transformation realm!
He is a powerful person in the realm of transformation into gods!
Thinking of this, Meng Gehan frowned and his face darkened.
With the strength of Meng Gehan, there is no way he can compete with the powerful ones in the God Transformation Realm!
Damn it!
Who is this man in raincoat in front of me?
As far as I know, the only powerful people in the realm of gods today are Master Miejie from Emei and Master Taiqing from Shushan Sword Sect.
Where did this person come from?
And while Meng Gehan was frowning and thinking, the cloaked man had already arrived in front of him.
"Are there any other moves? Use them all together?"
Lin Yi Ke stared at Meng Gehan in front of him and said in a slightly mocking tone.
Meng Gehan looked at the coir raincoat guest in front of him, feeling a chill running down his spine, and a sense of fear rising in his heart.
This man cannot be defeated, so he must leave first.
But just when Meng Gehan was about to retreat, the raincoat man moved again. He turned his hand and the black fishing rod in his hand shook. The silk thread on it immediately penetrated Meng Ge Khan's body like a sharp blade!
Suddenly, blood splattered everywhere, staining Meng Gehan's entire robe red!
"ah!"
In this painful torture, Meng Gehan let out a shrill scream. He wanted to use the spiritual energy in his body to resist the attack of the silk thread, but he found that the large acupuncture points in his body were sealed and could not be mobilized at all. The spiritual energy in the body!
When the tribal ministers on the side saw this scene, their eyelids jumped, and their faces showed fear.
This coir raincoat's methods are a bit cruel, he is definitely a ruthless person!
"Ke Yi, you can stop now. Meng Gehan's life still needs to be saved by the leader!"
Sima Wei saw that Meng Gehan had been tortured beyond human dignity, and he quickly waved his hand to signal the coir raincoat guest to stop.
"good."
The coir raincoat also knew that he had gone too far. With a wave of his hand, the black fishing rod shook, and he immediately pulled back the silk line on the fishing rod.
Snap.
After the silk thread was pulled out of the body, Meng Gehan's legs immediately softened and he knelt on the ground, dying.
Just when the coir raincoat guest wanted to say something, he suddenly felt something unusual outside, and Sima Wei on the side also noticed something, and the two of them looked outside the hall.
The next moment, under the astonished eyes of the tribe officials, the two men slowly knelt down with respectful expressions on their faces.
"Subordinates, please welcome the leader..."
