At a distance of two thousand meters, you must use teleportation to carry out a sneak attack, Wen Yiming decided.

The extreme god of war who has been guarding here all the year round is different from other martial arts cultivators, especially Gu Ming has been guarding here for thousands of years, and has been in meditation, and his perception of the surroundings can be said to reach the point of subtlety, and his spiritual perception does not need to be deliberate, Wen Yiming also believes that Gu Ming can detect thousands of meters away, and any wind and grass can not escape.

It's like a python that has been entrenched in a cave for a long time, and he is so familiar with the terrain around him that he won't touch a single tree around his cave even if he doesn't have the six senses.

The Dragon and Tiger Forbidden Anger was decisively opened at this moment, Wen Yiming forcibly suppressed the low roar in his throat, and his face was full of blood while shouting in a low voice: "Shoot!"

Tong Qiang and Wan Yinan teleported out when they received the order, and at the same time as Wen Yiming teleported out, the realm of sacrificial strike and killing intent was opened together.

The moment the teleportation limit of two thousand meters exploded, Gu Ming opened his eyes, and the spatial fluctuations were too strong.

What a strong killing intent... When Gu Ming opened his eyes and was secretly shocked, there was already a sonic boom in the 100 meters ahead.

"Old Five!"

Gu Ming reminded the ancient capital not far from the left with a low shout, turned his hand and sacrificed a heavy sword, just bounced up, Wen Yiming's dragon spear shot out, containing the combination of rainbow artistic conception carrying purple mist and thunder, the power is amazing, but what makes Wen Yiming not happy enough is the need to deliberately suppress the sound of the dragon's groan.

This raid will definitely alarm Tong Qiuyue and them, but if they don't control the dragon's roar, it will make the alarm bell sound within a radius of a hundred miles, and it will be very difficult to escape after that.

For this reason, he didn't even dare to release the thunder roar, but only quickly released the killing intent suppression when the dragon spear attacked and killed the target.

Even so, Gu Ming, who was at the same level as him, still had a drastic change in his complexion, and the taste of cultivating to fall wildly made him lose his heart in an instant, and the heavy sword in his hand almost deviated from the blocking point, and a mouthful of true yuan was forcibly lifted, and before he had time to roar, he was blown away by the furious throwing dragon spear and smashed into the cemetery.

On the other side, Tong Qiang and Wan Yi Nan were also not inefficient, and Gu Du, who was only one level higher than them, was not an opponent at all, especially when he was attacked by teleportation, he was bombarded on the spot and fainted by surprise.

This was expected by Wen Yiming, whether it was Tong Qiang or Wan Yi Nan, they were all combat geniuses who challenged beyond the level, especially Wan Yi Nan, who could be listed as the Seven Sons of the Altar in his own extraordinary place, if he joined forces with Tong Qiang, he could not subdue the ancient capital, and he would also give away the name of the Seven Sons of the Altar in vain.

Gu Du Tong Qiang made up a shield and knocked him unconscious, but Gu Ming did not completely lose his combat effectiveness, he just touched out the communication card between shaking his hands, Wen Yiming's throwing dragon spear blasted it out again, and then he was connected by Wan Yinan, and sealed his throat with a sword!

Wen Yiming raised his eyebrows, in case the man made a move without emotion, the hatred that rose between his eyebrows showed that he had no sense of belonging to the altar at all.

"Quick, this way!"

In case the man beckoned to run towards the depths of a cemetery, he said: "Don't restrain yourself in the next battle, they are not ordinary extreme war gods!"

Wen Yiming glanced at Tong Qiang, who was frowning, focusing on the sharing of aura, and they could all sense that Tong Qiuyue was rushing towards this side, followed by Ye Jintian and Yue Qimei.

Although they tried to control the momentum of the fight just now, they still inevitably alarmed Tong Qiuyue and the three of them, but it was really that the Seven Princes House and the Holy Maiden Hall were too close to the Holy Demon Mound, and the slightest overflow of the fluctuating aura would be detected, unless these three people were in a deep epiphany.

"I'm going to show no mercy, I'm never..."

Tong Qiang was running wildly, thinking about words, instilling a subconscious mind in himself, and his complex expression struggled.

"Small manor ahead, go quickly!"

Counting the time, in case the male long sword pointed to a few wooden houses in front of him, stopped, and shouted: "Quick!"

Wen Yiming pushed Tong Qiang and said loudly: "Don't procrastinate." ”

Tong Qiang's figure had just disappeared into the manor in the distance, and Wen Yiming saw Tong Qiuyue, who was dressed in a pink dress, teleporting in front of him.

Wen Yiming didn't take off the hood cloak on his head, he lowered his head slightly and stood behind Wan Yi Nan without saying a word, holding his breath, trying not to show his tracks, as Wan Yi Nan said, Ye Jintian and the three of them are definitely different from ordinary extreme war gods, and under guard, it may not be easy to defeat the three of them in one fell swoop.

Of course, he wanted to go, and he thought that even if Long Xiuzhu came, he couldn't stay, the key was that he had to take Tong Shan and his wife with him on the road behind, and he had to hide his strength.

I had carefully perceived Tong Qiuyue before, and at this moment, under the approaching distance, it was even more beautiful than the last time we met by the portal in Northern Xinjiang, and it added a mature temperament.

Tong Qiuyue's gaze fell on Wen Yiming for a moment, and swept over his face-covering cloak, as if he hadn't looked at the flaws, and Wen Yiming himself was convinced that as long as he didn't carefully perceive his breath, he basically couldn't see through his disguise.

Although the green dragon helmet is fused with Wuxiang Qiluo, the special effects of the transformation disguise still retain a few points, but it no longer has the ever-changing functions as before, which really made Wen Yiming's heart ache for a long time.

"In case of man, if you do this, you are giving Ye Jintian and Yue Qimei a chance, don't you understand!" Tong Qiuyue glanced at him, turned her eyes to the wooden house manor in the distance, frowned, and said, "Is my brother here?"

In case the man looked at Tong Qiuyue's delicate face with complicated eyes, his expression showed pain, he shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "Unscrupulous means for the sake of the end, although you participated in the death of the king thief, no one in the world will think that you are wrong, it's just... You have to have a bottom line to be a man, whether you deserve to have a family or not This is your last chance, stop Tong Qiang to prove your loyalty to the altar? or help your brother, this is your last choice in life!"

Wen Yiming's gaze covered by the brim of his hat looked at Wan Yinan slightly, and he felt some regret and appreciation in his heart, this person had been his enemy, but he had persuaded Long Xiuzhu and others to let him go at the northern Xinjiang portal, and he had no real killing intent at all, and it was the general trend to make a move in the end, and he had no choice but to make a move.

In case the man can still try his best to persuade Tong Qiuyue in such a crisis, it can be said that benevolence and righteousness have been exhausted, after all, his friend Wang Thief's dead Tong Qiuyue can't get out of it.

From Tong Qiang's understanding, in case the man has actually been in love with Tong Qiuyue, although he finally gave up the pursuit because of the difference in Taoism, the love in his heart has not been reduced much.

In case the man is in pain at this time, because he wants to kill this woman with his own hands who he has always loved and can never be together.

There was a brief confusion in Tong Qiuyue's eyes, followed by silence, and before she could speak, in case the man had already sacrificed the long sword again, the complex emotions on his face instantly poured out, and it was replaced by a cold battle intent.

Wen Yiming looked at Tong Qiuyue in the distance, and the two figures came at a gallop, although he didn't deliberately attract attention, but he could completely hear the power contained in it, and the combat power was definitely above the sixth layer of the God of War, or even higher, but it was extremely well hidden, and it was difficult for ordinary people to perceive it.

The next moment, the air made a grinding sound, as if two sudden brakes had been created in the void.

Subsequently, a man and a woman were separated from Tong Qiuyue.

Tim Yip!

Yue Qimei!

(End of chapter)