Chapter 424

It rained in torrential rain, and dozens of kilometers of lightning were drawn from time to time in the night sky.

Shenwu city is full of the idea of killing.

Because of the bullying of the white tiger family and the short-term hot temper of the little devil and Maomao, he killed several white tiger bodyguards, and then attacked dozens of white tiger elite bodyguards. He killed them immediately without asking the reason, and the whole Inn was destroyed.

And they rushed to the street and separated.

"Bald guy, will nothing happen to the little devil?"

"Hey, it's all my fault. If only I had held back at that time, I wouldn't have caused such a big disaster." He frowned and blamed himself deeply. He glanced coldly at several immortal top masters around him. He was worried about the little devil.

Meng Lei was like a King Kong Giant Buddha, and his breath was very threatening. He said, "I can't bear it anymore. If you don't get angry, I'll beat them to death. The white tiger family deceived people too much and didn't pay attention to us at all."

"Why do the disciples of Qinglong clan say we are murderers when they die?"

Maomao was very angry and said, "yes, we haven't even seen the Qinglong people. How can we kill them?"

They were back-to-back and surrounded by a group of people. It was impossible for them to go.

"Boom..."

"Hua la..."

……

The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Meng Lei's clothes are wet and his eyes are like torches.

"Hum..."

The sword started to roar and the cold light flickered.

suddenly.

The two disciples of the white tiger clan cut through the night sky with their long swords and burst out the smell of the king tiger in the forest. At the same time, their strength suddenly increased and stimulated the blood power of the white tiger in their body. The whole person looked like a fierce tiger.

Before Meng Lei rushed out, Mao Mao's eyes twisted, raised to the sky and gave a roar of blood eyes, maned lion, which startled the night sky. Then he grabbed his hands and grabbed them fiercely. The two four leaf blades were like bright giant knives, emitting dazzling white light under the lightning.

Before the sword attack, Maomao's arms were twice as thick, and his green tendons burst and shook fiercely.

The wind blade roared up.

The rain that rolled up the gusts of wind and dropped on the wind blade turned into countless sword rain under the impact of great power, such as bullets fired at high speed, and hit the sword Qi inspired by immortal divine power.

"Little wind blade, overestimate your strength..."

A voice of contempt sounded.

Once the long sword was cut, the immortal divine power in the two people soared again. They didn't pay attention to the wind blade released by Maomao. It was just the realm of saints. No matter how strong it was, it couldn't have immortal divine power. In their hearts, they must have the sword like a rainbow and attack them in an impartial and positive way.

"Hey, hey..."

"Bald guy, it's up to you."

Maomao looks like a trick succeeded, and a smile can't be hidden appears at the corners of his mouth.

Meng Lei's eyes moved, the rain all over his body bounced away, and his fists were heavy. At the moment when the long sword collided with the hairy wind blade, his back foot was supported, his speed was like lightning flash, and he rushed out in horror. A faint halo flashed from his body.

"Boom!"

"Bang..."

The long sword cut down the wind blade heavily, and the wind blade exploded. A mass of white smoke spread rapidly without the restriction of rain erosion. At this time, the hearts of the two white tiger disciples suddenly sank. They knew that they had been deceived and were about to quit. A King Kong Giant Buddha suddenly killed out.

The strength of their fists was incomparable, and they hit them heavily in the chest.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

There were two dull bangs. They dragged their feet on the ground. Their whole body was concave, their eyes protruded, and their blood hung from the corners of their mouths. They kept flying backwards from the street to the end of the street. Four deep gullies were drawn on the street.

"Poof, poof."

The blood gushed wildly. They fainted and completely lost their fighting ability.

"They are two wastes again, but so are the white tiger people." Maomao's face was cold and disdainful. Today's anger was finally vented. He looked coldly at the remaining white tiger disciples and said coldly, "if you don't agree, come up again and see how I kill you."

Domineering.

Suddenly.

Several dark shadows in the night sky came in an instant and fell heavily. The turtle on the bluestone floor at his feet cracked, his eyes were murderous, looked at Mao Mao coldly, and said, "what a big breath, the little Saint realm is so arrogant that you can't see something powerful. Do you really think I'm the white tiger family?"

The three shadows falling are Murong Wu, Murong Kuang and Murong Liang.

The three are the immortal god of war's peak state and the best among the young elites of the white tiger family. They are only one foot away from the immortal supreme state. They have just heard Maomao's words. They are angry and can't bear it for a moment.

Maomao looked slightly surprised. He was about to speak, but Meng Lei stopped him.

"Immortal god of war, you are not their opponent." Meng Lei's eyes sank, stood in front of Maomao, looked at Murong Wu and said, "why do you want to kill us? Do you think we will be the murderers of the Qinglong clan?"

"I thought it was."

"Not now."

Murong Wu said truthfully that their strength is just the realm of saints. Even if they have the power of heaven, they can't kill the immortal and supreme Qinglong disciples, and it's impossible to kill them every second.

"Since we are not killers, why do you want to chase us?" Meng Lei frowned. Now he knows the hegemony of the white tiger family. He knows they are not murderers, but he still keeps chasing them. Now even the immortal god of war sent them out. It seems that he is determined to kill them.

Murong Wu smiled faintly and said, "because we need to explain to Qinglong and Zhuque, and you just hit the muzzle of the gun. Your life is bad. Who told you to kill my white tiger disciples? Just count all the accounts on you. We have explained to them and avenged the dead disciples."

"So you must die!"

"You are unlucky, ha ha..."

"Ha ha..."

Murong maniac and Murong Liang laughed long.

"Fuck."

"I knew there were no good people in the white tiger clan. They were all a group of despicable people. What a four god beast family, shit. What a fucking shame." Maomao was so angry that he scolded directly.

"Die!"

Murong Wu stared, and the majestic immortal power poured out madly, killing the machine.

The other two were also full of true Qi. The immortal god of war's spiritual authority rushed into Maomao's sea of knowledge like a mountain and a sea, and immediately suppressed Maomao. Suddenly, Maomao's face was pale and his whole body was unable to move.

Facing the spiritual pressure of the immortal god of war, he was unable to resist.

And now.

The halo emitted by the mysterious picture and text on Meng Lei's chest was strong for a few minutes. Before Murong Wu's impact, his figure was like a ghost. The fluorescence in the night sky flashed. A huge axe rushed out of the sky and hit the sky hard.

Murong maniac and Murong Liang were shocked. They had to put away their spiritual pressure and retreat a few steps.

Maomao's mental pressure was relieved and his consciousness was restored. Meng Lei propped up his back foot and suddenly retreated out. He shouted heavily: "escape!!!"

Mao Mao's eyes were stunned.

His brow frowned fiercely, and his eyes showed a trace of reluctance, "bald guy, you must live."

"Whoosh..."

The figure shuttles out like the wind.

Murong Wu didn't move, and the other two didn't chase. Their faces showed a faint smile at the same time.

"Bang!"

There was a dull crash sound in the dark, and then Maomao fell down like a broken kite. Standing in the dark void, he was also an elite disciple of the white tiger family in the immortal god of war realm, Murong Xuan.

Meng Lei didn't expect that there was an immortal god of war around him.

Mao Mao's face was pale and his life was hanging on the line. He raised his eyes and looked at Meng Lei. He smiled faintly and said, "bald guy, I think I'm the boss..."

Meng Lei's anger hit his heart and his body trembled violently.

Mao Mao and the little devil were trained by Qin Tian. They are both young master's brothers. But now they are in danger of life, but they can't protect them. The hatred makes the mysterious blood in his body burst out, and the powerful power makes his meridians explode one by one.

His eyes glittered with golden light, his fists were clenched, and he roared, "dead!"

"Woo hoo,,"

The voice opened like a storm. The four immortal god of war were stunned at the same time. Unexpectedly, Meng Lei broke out such a powerful force, and even their immortal god of war's spiritual authority could not penetrate into Meng Lei's sea of knowledge. As soon as they were puzzled, they exchanged their eyes and hit each other almost at the same time.

The four immortal ares are the top strongmen. Their immortal powers refined at the same time are integrated into one, and have increased by four times on the basis of the original power.

As soon as you read it out, space is constantly distorted.

Meng Lei was fearless. The blood moon on his body, the bright sun, the corner of his mouth moved, his right foot stepped heavily, the blue stone turned into powder, and his body formed a golden light shield to resist the immortal divine power attack refined by the four people.

At the same time, Meng Lei held his right hand tightly, and the giant axe roared heavily.

"Burst!!!"

With one stroke of the axe, the lightning flashed, and the right hand seemed to be afraid of the power of lightning. The axe was like a bridge connecting heaven and earth. The fire splashed everywhere, sweeping thousands of troops with tens of kilometers of lightning in the sky.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

……

Like a kitchen knife cutting wires, a scene of sparks and lightning appeared.

The street was full of light, and a lightning dragon raged with the surging sweep of the axe.

"Bang."

"Pooh, Pooh,"

"Ah,"

"How is that possible?"

……

The four people, together with several other disciples, were heavily hit by lightning and flew out. Their bodies were scorched black and very embarrassed. Murong Wu and his disciples were even worse. Their faces were covered with dirt, their hair was messy, and their gorgeous clothes were in a mess. They looked like four beggars.

The saint's peak realm fights alone with the four immortal gods of war. The top strong is incomparably powerful.

Meng Lei is like a murderous God in the incarnation of King Kong Giant Buddha. He is fierce and makes people point. His breath is extremely threatening and domineering.

"A bunch of waste."

"You can't even beat a person in the saint realm. It's really humiliating to the white tiger family..."

The shadow flickered.

Murong ran quietly fell behind Meng Lei.

The sound just fell.

Meng Lei's cold sweat seeps from his forehead and his heart shrinks. He secretly says, "immortal and strong..." (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets at Qidian. Com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)