Chapter 42: What Are You?
"Very good!" Yichen's mouth curled.
"I have heard for a long time that the Berserker of the Vulture has high combat power and strong defense, I don't know if you can block my punch. ”
"Hahaha...... Just your little man, a punch ...... a hundred."
"Boom ......"
Before Mike's words were finished, Yichen's fist had already fallen, and the explosive force exploded in his lower abdomen, stagnating for a short time, and the whole person rushed out like a cannonball, sliding out more than 300 meters, hitting a big tree, and breaking the big tree.
"Wow!" blood spurted out of Mike's mouth, and he was dying.
The doctors in the team hurried up to treat them.
"Brush Brush ......"
Knights, swordsmen, thieves, and magicians all took out their weapons and stared at Yichen with anger.
Even, after noticing everything here, the other teams quietly gathered around.
The cold is swallowed, and the killing intent spreads.
It's wilderness, and it's nothing to die a few people.
What's more, they don't think that because they killed a Chinese, the official government will punish them.
"Huaxia, you are too presumptuous. "In the crowd, the strongest one was a fifth-level grandmaster, and he looked at Yichen with a cold gaze.
"Am I presumptuous?" Yichen sneered.
"Among you, you are the most powerful, right?" Yichen locked his gaze on the fifth-level Great Sword Master, "The rest, a group of third- and fourth-level garbage, who gave you the courage to provoke me?"
The moment Yichen's voice fell, a powerful aura suddenly bloomed, and this was only the basic combat power.
The original basic combat power of 2.3 million, after the Golden Body Armor broke through the fifth level, the basic combat power soared directly to 4.5 million, the intermediate grandmaster, and later, because of the consumption of a large amount of saint-level fierce beast flesh and blood, under the surging blood, the combat power soared directly to seven million.
"Upper grade fifth-level?" The fifth-level great sword master's face changed, he was only a lower-grade fifth-level, with a combat power of 2.7 million.
"Grade, strength, it's common in the whole world. Yichen's momentum shocked everyone present.
"What should you say about the offense?" Yichen's eyes were indifferent and murderous.
Using the power attribute, an even more terrifying aura swept out directly.
"Puff ......" Someone couldn't bear it, and knelt directly on the ground under the pressure of this breath.
Yichen sneered and looked at Mike not far away, his injuries had recovered from seven or eight and he was barely able to stand up.
"There is an old saying in Huaxia that trouble comes from the mouth, I don't know, have you ever heard of it. When he raised his hand, Mike was grabbed by Yichen and looked at him with a smile on his face.
"Your Excellency, this is the Eagle Alliance, a place that pays attention to laws and laws, Your Excellency kills people here, and Your Excellency is not afraid of the sanctions of the Eagle Alliance?"
"He is a berserker officially named in the Warrior Temple, and if you kill him, I am afraid that Your Excellency will have a complete enmity with the Warrior Temple. ”
"Are you threatening me?" Yichen sneered, looking at the fifth-level great swordsman playfully.
"It's ridiculous for you to threaten an eighth-level powerhouse. ”
Without waiting for the fifth-level great sword master to show a mocking look, Yichen raised his hand, and in the sky, six-pointed stars appeared, and a low roar sounded, the sound was rolling and deafening.
The huge coercion pressed on everyone like the sky falling.
Seven beast kings, as well as hundreds of sixth-level beast spirits, completely surrounded this place.
With a spiritual attribute of 350 and a base combat power of seven million, it is not surprising that it can reach about two billion spiritual powers, and it is not surprising that a seventh-level beast king can be summoned.
"Rank seven?" The face of the fifth-level great sword master completely changed, and despair emerged.
That's right, despair.
A seventh-level king-level powerhouse is enough to dominate the life and death of a million people, and the one who can summon a seventh-level existence must be an eighth-level master, and his existence is enough to suppress a large city with a population of tens of millions.
In the era of Reiki revival, the law of strength is applicable all over the world.
Officially, the Warrior Temple will not offend an eighth-level powerhouse for the sake of a fourth-level berserker.
"Now, you understand what it means to be in trouble, right?" Yichen looked at them playfully.
lowered their heads one by one, and the arrogance just now was completely absent.
They are also beggars, they have the courage to struggle, but a beggar, an emperor, they don't even dare to resist.
"I'm not unreasonable. Yichen smiled disdainfully and looked at the desperate berserker in front of him.
"The following offenses are unobstructed, destroying Huaxia and bald ...... The eagle's 'friendly' relationship can avoid capital crimes, but living crimes cannot be escaped. Yichen opened his mouth indifferently and punched the berserker's body, secretly hurting him.
"You'll just lie in bed for a month, and that's it. ”
Then, Yichen let go of his hand, and the fourth-level berserker fell lightly and fell to the ground.
"Get out of here, don't look at it. Yichen clapped his hands, and all the summoned beasts disappeared and were dragged back.
Yichen also strolled away, leaving behind indignant people, but helpless.
What can you do if he's unhappy, and you can't kill him.
"Where are you going with me?" Yichen stopped and glanced behind him.
The void shook, and an old man with gray hair walked out with a smile on his face.
The aura on his body made Yichen's eyes jump.
An eighth-level powerhouse.
"I'm the lord of F City, and you can call me Mr. Smith. The old man laughed.
"Hello. Yichen smiled in return.
As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person.
"Your Excellency is from the Huaxia Alliance?" Smith asked.
"It's not. Yichen shook his head.
"Ask me, what are you doing in the Eagle Alliance?" Smith is fluent in Chinese.
"Since you know it's a smell, why do you still ask?" Yichen said that Smith couldn't speak?
Smith held back a face.
However, after all, he is also an old guy who has lived for hundreds of years, and he quickly regained his smile, "I was presumptuous." ”
"Well, it's a bit self-aware. Yichen nodded.
"But!" Smith blocked Yichen's way, "After all, Your Excellency is an eighth-level powerhouse, or from the Huaxia Alliance, it is better to explain some things clearly." ”
"What if I say no?" Yichen smiled.
"Your Excellency is really a big shelf, the eighth level may be able to do whatever you want in the Huaxia Alliance, but here, I'm afraid it's not enough. Smith snorted coldly, his momentum swelling.
"Level 8 powerhouse, I haven't fought yet, otherwise, let's compete. Yichen smiled, and his fighting spirit swelled.
We are also able to fight two billion upward combat power, how can we instigate others.
"Besides, you're wrong about something. Yichen said, "The eighth-level powerhouse is nothing in the Huaxia Alliance, and in the capital Yanjing, the eighth-level powerhouse walks all over the place, just because he can't get along anymore, so he comes here to beg for a living." ”
"I've heard that NY is a good place, so I wanted to check it out. ”
"It turns out that Your Excellency is going to NY, so I said it earlier, so there won't be so many misunderstandings. Smith laughed.
"There is a space gate to NY in F City, so I'll take you there. Smith reined in his whole body momentum and led Yichen to the space gate of City F with a smile.