Bu Leng immediately raised his knife to fight, and a nine-inch dragon needle appeared on Wang Dao's fingers, but the old man shouted loudly in English.

"Don't worry about it, I'll fight alone with Mr. Wang!"

He was afraid that there would be heavy casualties, and the rest of the people in the Light Alliance would look at each other, so they had to lower their guns and turn them into spectators.

Wang Dao stretched out his hand and pressed his wrist, so that she also stood aside and watched the battle, and walked forward by himself.

The old paladin was bare-handed, and Wang Dao didn't plan to use the nine-inch dragon needle, and when the two sides were still three meters away, the paladin old man roared, and his body rushed forward, throwing a punch at Wang Dao.

This circle not only had a fierce aura, but also suddenly burst out of a dazzling white light, and many people couldn't help but close their eyes. That's the old man's smug fist, the Holy Light Fist.

Even Wang Dao was squinted by the sudden appearance of a dazzling white light, and he couldn't see things clearly. But it was only for a moment, the overlord mask automatically appeared in the eyes of the king, and the crystals in the eye sockets turned brown, filtering the dazzling white light, so that the king's movements could be seen clearly.

"Mountain Shake Fist!"

Wang Dao also roared, and used his true qi, the sound wave shocked, many people involuntarily covered their ears, the sound not only echoed in the hall on the first floor, but also spread rapidly towards the surrounding area and above the building.

This is not to preemptively make a noise, but to deliberately let everyone in the building hear, once Hu Jing and Tian Meiqi are really inside, so that they can know that they are coming.

The sound was echoing, followed by the critical sound of the two fists slamming together, the two of them were shocked back at the same time, Wang Dao took a step back and shook his hand wildly, the old paladin had good strength, and his hand hurt when he smashed it.

Looking at the old paladin again, it was much more miserable, not to mention the blood on his palms, his body took more than ten steps back, and he sat on the spacious staircase, first stunned, and then wry.

"It seems that I'm really old, you go up, it is estimated that the top one gave you the news, be careful. ”

"Thank you!"

After Wang Dao finished speaking, he turned his head to look at several elevators on the side of the hall, but the button lights were black, and the power was cut off.

"Wait for me ......"

The voice of Jiaojiao came, and the girl with pigtails and heavy makeup ran in, holding a small video camera in her hand, and looked at Wang Dao with a look of adoration.

"Are you planning to take a commemorative photo?" Wang Dao laughed as he walked forward.

The girl smiled brightly, "When you're done, post it on the dark web." ”

"Then you'll have to pay me for your appearance. Wang Dao continued to tease.

"It's okay to give me to you. ”

This Fa Guo girl is absolutely enthusiastic and unrestrained, she also held Wang Dao's arm, if Wang Dao says he wants her now, he will definitely take off his clothes on the spot, without the slightest scruples.

Wang Dao is not so heavy-tasted, it is really that this girl's makeup is too thick, she should be very beautiful, but she makes herself a ghost, how can she stand it.

Walking up the stairs to the second floor, many people from the Bright Alliance also followed, the designer of this building is definitely sick, the stairs only lead to the second floor, and there are stairs to the third floor, but you have to go through the hall on the second floor to continue to go up.

In the hall on the second floor, a handsome and tall blonde man stood there leisurely, and when he saw the three of them coming up, he showed a very gentlemanly smile.

"Welcome, defeat me and you can move on!"

As soon as the words fell, a pair of white wings spread out behind him, wider and longer than Polycasti's, and each feather shone with a holy light, setting off a noble temperament. There was also a very thin sword in his hand, standing there with an elegant demeanor and a confident smile on his face, but his eyes were ruthless and looking down on all beings.

"Be careful, he's ......"

The pigtailed girl opened her mouth to remind Wang Dao, but he waved his hand to stop him, Wang Dao was not interested in listening to the opponent's name, just like not interested in knowing the girl's name, since he dared to block the way, just knock him down.

"Is this a game to play?"

I didn't bother to do anything, I glanced at the other side of Bu Leng, who immediately rushed out, and slashed down with a knife in both hands.

"Phew!"

The sound of gold and iron sounded, and the male angel blocked the ruthless knife with the western sword in one hand, his face changed, and he felt the terrifying power coming from the blade, he didn't expect that the cold petite figure had such a terrifying power, and his feet moved, and he no longer dared to be careless and began to dodge another knife that was not cold.

The petite body of the cold has unimaginable strength for ordinary people, the moves are fierce and fast, the male angel has lost the opportunity, and can only cope with fatigue, although the hall is spacious, but the roof is only three meters, he can't fly if he wants to, and the gorgeous holy wings have become a burden, and it is not a cold target.

Once he moves, he is not dead, he moves dexterously, constantly slashes, and looks for opportunities, and suddenly looks at the left wing of the male angel. The male angel hurriedly retracted his outstretched wings, but he was still hit by the tip of the cold knife, and a hollow bone fell with a lot of feathers, and blood splattered.

"Damn, I'm throwing in the towel......"

The male angel sweated in pain, his pace and rhythm were already out of order, and he panicked to dodge the next attack of Bu Leng, shouting to admit defeat. Don't eat that set cold, in her eyes, only you live and die, and a dead angel is a good angel!

"Come back!"

With Wang Dao's faint words, he retreated, standing silently beside Wang Dao with the knife on his shoulder, a drop of blood on the tip of the knife fell to the ground, and he saw that everyone else's heads were in a cold sweat.

"Damn it!"

The male angel lost his noble temperament, gritted his teeth and cursed, retracted his wings, bent down to pick up a small piece of his severed wing, and left immediately, looking for a doctor to help him pick it up.

The three of Wang Dao and many people who watched the lively Guangming Alliance went up to the third floor together, just as Wang Dao guessed, it was another hall, and the stairs leading to the fourth floor were opposite the hall.

He figured out that this building was deliberately designed this way, and he was afraid that the enemy would be able to reach the roof quickly.

There are also people guarding the third floor, which makes Wang Dao a little bored, if this is played layer by layer, more than 30 floors are more than 30 opponents, then don't play, it's a pure waste of time!

The guard on the third floor is still an acquaintance, it is Christelle, and without waiting for the king to speak, she put the half-moon blade in her hand on her chest and saluted in front of her, and shouted in Mandarin.

"Your Excellency, defeat me and I can move on, please be merciful!"

Seeing her so serious, Wang Dao guessed that he didn't want the people of the Bright Alliance to know that the two knew each other very well, and they could be regarded as friends, except for the people of the Bright Alliance at the scene, there was also monitoring equipment on the roof, and I don't know how many pairs of eyes were staring.

It was not cold and wanted to step forward to send the roadblock, but Wang Dao rushed forward first, so she had to stand in place and watch.

It was too easy to deal with Christale, Wang Dao deliberately missed a punch, and a low voice came from the two bodies when they staggered.

"Your man has been caught, on the top floor!"

Wang Dao's eyes flashed fiercely, and a roundabout kick hit Christale in the back, she flew out with a scream, fell to the ground, and spurted out a mouthful of blood to admit defeat. In fact, it was pretended, Wang Dao didn't have any strength at all, the blood was still forced out by herself, she was so realistic that she acted, and she was an absolutely good actor.

Unexpectedly, Hu Jing and Tian Meiqi were really arrested, and the boss behind the scenes also wanted to attract himself with bad intentions, Wang Dao was furious in his heart, his face sank and he continued to move forward, and when he went up the stairs, he stopped and looked at the girl with pigtails.

"You go downstairs. ”

"I'm not afraid of danger. The other man raised his face and puffed out his chest.

"I'm going to kill!" Wang Dao said calmly.

But the little girl was not only afraid, but her eyes were shining, and she was looking forward to it, and she exclaimed.

"Great, kill them all!"

Wang Dao was speechless, just follow if you want, anyway, I can't take care of him as soon as I start fighting, tilt my head and look at the people of the Bright Alliance behind him, sneer, and continue to move forward.

"Grass mud horse!"

As soon as he went up to the fourth floor, Wang Dao cursed, pulled Bu Leng and the little girl to jump back quickly, fell to the bottom of the stairs, and stood with those people from the Light Alliance, and the next moment there was a violent and continuous sound from above.

"Sudden ......"

It was the sound of machine gun fire, or a six-barreled Gatling gun, and the blazing bullets flew over people's heads and slammed into the wall, smashing the wall and a huge oil painting on it, and the broken oil painting fell crookedly.