"Bastard!" Wu Ming smashed the wall next to him with a single punch.

"I'm sorry, Wu Ming, I can't beat that woman." Shangjo was no longer able to move normally, and now he had broken a few bones alone, and Wu Ming gave him some simple first aid and then asked him to lie on the bed and wait for the doctor to come.

"I don't blame you, I didn't expect God Crack to do such a thing." Wu Ming knew that the woman that Shangjo Dangma was talking about was one of the saints, the Divine Crack Fire Weaving.

Just now because Wu Ming asked Alcatel to go to the Underworld to chase souls to protect the last work, so Wind Slash Binghua was temporarily handed over to Shangjo Dangma to protect, because Shangjo Dangma has the ability to erase the power of a qiē ability, coupled with Wind Slash Binghua's almost infinite regeneration ability, and the importance of their plan to Aresta, even if Wu Ming doesn't care about them, there will be no problems.

However, to Wu Ming's surprise, the saint of the Divine Cracked Fire Weave actually came to deal with Shangjo Dangma and Wind Slash Binghua in person, and at the beginning, the Wind Split Binghua was dragged by the Divine Crack Fire Weaving's subordinates, that is, the people of the Amakusa-style Cross Sect, even if she has the ability to regenerate, but she can't break through the encirclement to help Shangjo Dangma, and although Shangjo Dangma can crack the power of a qiē ability, but God Split Fire Weaving can also abuse him by only using physical skills to fight him, and in the end, Wind Splitting Binghua protects Shangjo Dangma, Forced to break fire with the gods, they left the school city.。

"If it weren't for protecting me, Feng Chop her alone would definitely be able to run away" Shangjo Dangma felt very remorseful about this matter, not to mention anything else, if Feng Chop Binghua insisted on running, there were few people present who could leave her behind, and their original purpose was just to catch Feng Chop Binghua, and dealing with Shangjo Dangma was just a means to force her to comply.

"Don't worry, we'll definitely get Binghua back." Bai Lu said firmly.

"Then the hanging man, should you explain it to me?" Wu Ming unlocked his firewall and asked.

"Originally, I was able to stop that saint.,But because the recovery of the last work is hindered.,The defense mechanism of the school city can't be activated.,And I can't just take a shot," Aresta didn't continue, but Wu Ming also knew, Aresta was clearly taking revenge on him for preventing him from recovering the last work, so he took the opportunity to ignore the matter of the magic side taking away the wind and slashing Binghua.

"Since you're expected to make this point, you should have me ready for a flight to England."

"Departing in an hour and expected to arrive in London in four hours." Aresta knew that his plan had succeeded when he heard Wu Ming's words, no matter how unwilling Wu Ming was, he still had to fight head-on with the magic side for the sake of his friends, and this time, it was also a question whether the English Puritans could stay.

"Now, hanged man, are you ready for what's going on? I'm ready to trouble you. Wu Ming threatened.

"Then you can finish the trouble on the magic side first." A slight smile appeared on the corner of Aresta's mouth, and Wu Ming could feel that there was no hypocrisy when he said this, but more of a joy.

"Another fool begging for death." Wu Ming shook his head and launched a teleportation to the airport in the school city.

The technology of the school city is indeed very developed.,Maybe it's the relationship of the special machine.,The British side is even exempted from passport checks.,Directly let Wu Ming enter London.。 Wu Ming didn't mean to appreciate the scenery of the ancient city of London, because he didn't come to tourist, he came to ask for people.

"So do you get out on your own now, or do I kill it and ask you to come out." Wu Ming stood in front of St. George's Cathedral and said, Now St. George's Cathedral has activated the highest level of defense techniques.

"I'm really in trouble right now." Lola looked at Wu Ming outside St. George's Cathedral with a solemn face, maybe the previous information didn't explain anything, but now almost face-to-face, Lola could feel the coercion emanating from Wu Ming's body, like the demon god of hell.

"I don't think it's a good idea to get into a conflict with him." God Crack Fire Weaving shook her head, she who had fought with Wu Ming naturally knew how terrifying Wu Ming's combat power was.

"It can't be helped, the royal family and the knights are all in trouble for that thing, and if we Puritans have to stand idly by, we may be purged." Lola showed a rare expression of helplessness, this is not acting, but really helpless.

"It doesn't matter, although he is very strong, but we British Puritans are not vegetarians, and the technique of St. George's Cathedral can kill the right seat of God in an instant." Although Steele said that he was not worried, the cold sweat on his face revealed his true thoughts, and he also knew that in terms of combat effectiveness, the right seat of the gods might not be able to defeat Wu Ming.

"Boom!!" Wu Ming didn't have the patience to wait, and with a single blow shattered the pride of the English Puritans, along with the door of St. George's Cathedral.

The next battle was completely a one-sided harvest, no matter how hard the English Puritans tried, they couldn't hurt Wu Ming, but Wu Ming's every move could make at least three people lose their combat effectiveness, this is still the reason why Wu Ming wanted to find the British Puritans to ask where Feng Xue Hua was going and left alive, otherwise Wu Ming could make St. George's Cathedral disappear completely as soon as possible.

"Hand over the wind at once, or I'll make English Puritanism history." With every step Wu Ming took, St. George's Cathedral felt like it had undergone a major earthquake, and countless cracks spread to the surrounding walls.

"Looks like you didn't give your best when you fought me." At the end of St. George's Cathedral, the god Split Fire Weave had drawn her Seven Days and Seven Nights Knife.

"Salvere000 (Helping the Unsaved), that's your magical name, Divine Split." Wu Ming's voice suppressed anger, "Then why do you do such a thing when you should lend a helping hand to the weak." ”

"With the power of the wind to slash Binghua, she no longer belongs to the category of the weak, and I have a reason why I have to do this." Divine Cracking Fire Weaving looked at Wu Ming solemnly, but she also knew that no matter how she guarded, it would not be difficult for Wu Ming to kill her.

"You have two choices now, hand over the Wind Slash, or wait for me to raze all of London." Wu Ming warned with a gloomy face, "And Lola, if you are not good at concealment, don't be ugly here." With that, Wu Ming kicked a piece of gravel into a corner where no one was around.

"It's a catalogue of banned books, no one has ever cracked this technique of mine." Wu Ming's kicked body shattered halfway through, and in that corner, Lola's figure slowly appeared.

"So what is your choice now, to watch me raze London, or are you confident that you have a way to win against me?" Wu Ming looked at Lola with a calm face and asked.

"Tell you where the wind is slashing, and it's no problem."

"But, Supreme Bishop," Steele on the side interjected.

"It's okay, anyway, it's the trouble caused by the knights and the empress, isn't it just right to leave it to them?" Lola said indifferently, "We English Puritans have done our best to help kidnap people, and I don't want St. George's Cathedral to be demolished by him, knowing that the cost of renovating it once is an astronomical amount." ”

"So where is Wind Slash now?" Wu Ming walked up to Lola.

"I don't know where she is now, but I handed her over to Buckingham Palace two hours ago." By the time Lola finished speaking, Wu Ming had already activated the teleportation and disappeared.

"What a horrible fellow, the defense of St. George's Cathedral is probably not as good as a blank sheet of paper for him." Steele said with palpitations, the sense of oppression that Wu Ming gave him just now was too strong.

"Do you really think that the strength he just showed is his full strength?" Lola laughed, "The fear I feel in him is not as simple as he seems, and I think if we choose to fight him, we will be no different from those miscellaneous soldiers." ”

"Damn, to provoke this kind of guy, are the knights and royals crazy?" Steele stomped his feet angrily, he didn't approve of capturing Feng Slash Binghua from the beginning, which was tantamount to declaring war directly on Wu Ming.

"That thing is so important to them, I think even if they die to the last person, the knights will take it." Lola shrugged.

"Supreme Bishop, what exactly is that thing you are talking about, and why are the knights and royals so crazy." God Cracked Fire Weaving still doesn't know why Lola asked her to catch the wind and slash Binghua.