"Boom... Old accountant, little model! You two can't be scared, right? If you're afraid, just hand over the kid behind you! This seat will never allow the human race to be unable to appear a talent against the sky! The zombie suspended in the air still maintained the posture of holding his arms, looked up to the sky and laughed, and said sadly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Dongxing can see that the zombie clan's voice that can speak human words is basically not complimentary, and it can be heard from the laughter, it's too ugly, haven't you said it before - it's like a cat's paw scratching glass!

The old accountant frowned and said, "Among the ninth-level saints of the human race, although we are not good at fighting, we are all ninth-level demigods, who is afraid of whom?" ”

Another zombie spoke: "Old accountant, do you still have the face to say this?" What can you do as a thousand-year-old assistant other than fight off the battlefield? Without further ado, hand over that kid and we'll let you go, otherwise the Terrans will lose two ninth-level saints today! ”

Aunt Model frowned and said: "Everyone is a ninth-level powerhouse, if this battle starts, it will inevitably lead to a full-scale war between the two races, don't forget, there are more ninth-level powerhouses of our human race than you!" ”

"Look at your Terran life! Take the number to overwhelm people? Come on, come on, I'm waiting here today, I'm going to see what you Terrans will order besides overwhelming people with numbers? The zombie hanging in the air sneered with its mouth full of rotten teeth.

The old accountant sneered: "Old zombie, you really have a face!" How many years have you been a Rank 9 Sage? How many years have we only been ninth-level saints? You zombies like to do these things! If you have the skill to shake and cough with me, you might as well go back and brush your teeth, I will panic for you when you look at your rotten teeth, don't think that a beast is a human being wearing a human skin! ”

The old accountant is worthy of his background as a liberal arts student, and even if he has been in a high position for many years, he still has not lost his ability to scold the street. Adhering to the principle of slapping people in the face and scolding people to expose their shortcomings, the old accountant has been invincible in his more than 100 years of street scolding career - even if he fights with his wife, he has never lost!

Wang Dongxing was stunned, what is the situation? Shouldn't the painting style of the meeting of the ninth-level powerhouse be like thunder and fire, and Mars hitting the earth? Shouldn't it be a no-talk and a bayonet to see red? Shouldn't it be forbidden to throw away curses and sword qi? What's going on with this street scolding formation? Could it be that the wars of the ninth-level powerhouses are all fought with their mouths?

Wang Dongxing's brain unconsciously made up the scene of fighting with his mouth:

Old Accountant: "Mantra! It's time for you to brush your teeth! ”

The old zombie was shocked: the old accountant actually used the truth to attack my spiritual world. No way! I have to be steady, don't try to shake my spiritual foundation, I'm a demigod-level zombie king.

So the old zombie snorted coldly: "You fart!" He urgently denied the old accountant's words in his mind, ignored the old accountant's mental impact, and counterattacked with foul language, with high force.

The old accountant spat out a mouthful of blood, clutched his stomach and struggled weakly: "You will understand the true meaning of foul language... Ahem... I'm defeated..."

All right... Those were all things that Wang Dongxing made up in his brain just now, in fact, the ninth-level powerhouses were really scolding the street in a group, and they didn't mean to do anything at all.

The ninth-level powerhouse is the top combat power of the Noi Star, each of which is the treasure of the town clan, in the three-legged Noi Star, the importance of the ninth-level powerhouse is self-evident, and until the moment of life and death of the race, the ninth-level powerhouse does not even have the desire to do it - they are about to transcend the existence of this world!

If it weren't for Wang Dongxing's single-handedly taking on a million-strong army this time and being beaten and stabbed by hundreds of eighth-level zombies, the basket would have been too big, otherwise the Terran base camp would not have invited a ninth-level powerhouse out of the mountain at all.

In the end, Wang Dongxing was really helpless! Really, he's busy! He wants to hurry home! He needs a ninth-level Death Crystal! Let's get your brains out! Wang Dongxing thought maliciously in his heart.

However, looking around at the situation on the field, Wang Dongxing felt that this battle really couldn't be fought! Really, just look at the way the two sides roll up their arms and sleeves and scold the street, there is absolutely no need to do anything.

Why don't these ninth-level powerhouses have Aries? The Combatant Star, who can do it and never beep, will copy the guy in the face of this situation! Wang Dongxing is an Aries! Looking at the top powerhouses coming and going, spitting and scolding, Wang Dongxing is about to commit embarrassment - in the current popular word, it is called a blue thin mushroom!

In the end, Wang Dongxing couldn't hold it back, and took advantage of everyone's inattention, extracted a ball of earth-based energy from the battle-scarred ground, and then successfully shaped it into a brick after some rubbing.

He carefully looked at the direction of the pretending criminals hovering in the air, carefully calculated the distance in his heart, felt the direction of the wind, drew the coordinates, and then turned sideways and slammed the bricks in his hand into the face of the zombie in the sky quickly, steadily, and accurately.

Why did Wang Dongxing pick the zombie in the air and throw it? Isn't the old saying said - don't pretend to be forced, pretend to be forced to be struck by lightning; Don't pretend to be pure, pretend to be pure and be wheeled! Wang Dongxing can't see that kind of pretending to be a criminal, he has to maintain the posture of holding his arms when he stands and scolds the street, who does he shoot when he meets such a person?

Of course, it is impossible for the old ninth-level zombie powerhouse to be knocked down by Wang Dongxing with a brick, and the defensive qi that people carry with them can smash the bricks that Wang Dongxing kneaded at will, but Wang Dongxing still succeeded in angering this zombie and escalated the scolding war into a fight.

"I'll go! The guy is violent! This temper is a bit violent! is worthy of old Brian's apprentice, and even his temper is so similar... Daughter-in-law, get ready to fight! With a wry smile on his face, the accountant threw a buff on his allies and quickly retreated.

The zombie was right, the old accountant was really an auxiliary department, and it was okay to bully and bully eighth-level children at ordinary times, but it was a little inadequate when facing a ninth-level powerhouse. What Wang Dongxing didn't expect was that the main attacker of the ninth-level duo of the Terran race turned out to be a model aunt who looked soft and weak. No one should look good, and the sea should not be measured!

Wang Dongxing carefully observed for a long time before discovering the model aunt's fighting style - jiu-jitsu! is worthy of being a model before the end of the world, her body's flexibility is good against the sky, as if there are no bones! Every part of her body can be used as a weapon, and this ability is very close to the elastic Superwoman in the Midi animated movie "The Incredibles"!

Under the increase of the accounting uncle, the model aunt fought two ninth-level powerhouses alone, and did not fall behind at all. However, the good times did not last long, and the two fists were invincible to the four hands, and it didn't take long for the model aunt to fall into the disadvantage.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Dongxing hurriedly picked up his big sword and prepared to participate in the battle, but the accountant uncle hurriedly stopped him: "Boy! Are you going to die? How can you participate in the battle of a ninth-level powerhouse? Don't look at my wife and the two ninth-level zombies fighting there, in fact, both sides are not big! The highest level of struggle of a ninth-level powerhouse is a domain battle - once the domain of a ninth-level powerhouse is broken, then, this ninth-level powerhouse will be abolished, and he will not be able to get up at all without ten days and half a month of cultivation! ”

Wang Dongxing grinned: "Domain? Such a low-end thing is also playing in your human world... All right... Who let this be the star of Noi, give the will of the world some face... Isn't it the field? I have it too! ”

The uncle was surprised: "You have a domain? ”

"It's like a fake!" Wang Dongxing smiled and showed his big white and neat teeth, smiled at the ninth-level zombies, and snorted coldly in his heart: "Lie down obediently and give me energy!" (To be continued.) )