: The Last Supper Chapter 133 If you don't accept it, you will do it 3

The people below also counted them, and they all hoped that Xun Yong would be able to break out of the cocoon without three numbers, like a spring silkworm. It's a pity that after counting the three, there is still no movement under the thousand-year-old ice cover. Xun Yong lost, just like that. This is the master of the peak realm of the Seven Rank Ning Dan, the master who ranks first in their team, and was defeated by Long Changjiang in less than ten seconds. Is this Long Changjiang still human? In the end, he still doesn't let people live? The most important thing is that this Long Changjiang looks like he is only ten years old, and he actually has such a high level of cultivation. That's a lot smaller than them. If they knew Long Changjiang's true age, maybe this kind of exclamation in their hearts would disappear.

Because, a seven-year-old person, growing to such a height, is enough to prove this extraordinary thing. Since we are all mortals, why should we compare ourselves with this demon of him!! when the number of people below was three, several of them let out a sigh.

Without waiting for the commander to announce Long Changjiang's victory, Long Changjiang withdrew his strength, and the ice cover was gone, leaving only the frost on the ground and a snow-white Xun Yong with a stick. At this time, half of the stick in Xun Yong's hand had already fallen into the ground, and the ground around the stick had several cracks, which were as large as one meter. After the ice cover was removed for a moment, Xun Yong got up, hugged his fist towards Long Changjiang, did not speak, returned to the team and stood still, looking at his nose, nose and mouth, and mouth and heart, reminiscing about the opportunity to win in this battle, and even the loopholes that caused defeat. I quickly found my own loopholes in my mind, and according to the principles of actual combat, I found several ways to make up for it, and found that it was difficult to turn the tide of the battle. It seems that this guy is really strong enough. You have to hurry up and cultivate.

Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. You see, this is the reason why the strong are strong. If you fail, immediately look for the reason for the failure and try to make up for it later. And the weak, in addition to crying and all kinds of disobedience, have never thought about how to improve. There are no ifs in life, and actual combat is not allowed ifs.

After the strongest Xun Yong was defeated, no one took the initiative to take on Long Changjiang for a while. And the chief was silent for a moment, as if waiting for an unconvinced person to appear. Unexpectedly, these grandsons are really cowardly, and no one took the initiative to fight alone. He didn't name him, because the strongest were defeated, and if he pulled it out, wouldn't it be deliberately difficult for his teammates. However, where is the morale, where is the morale of not admitting defeat? His grandmother has a leg, and 10,000 Caton was won away by Long Changjiang like this, which is really fucking unwilling. This gang of cowards.

The chief waved his hand and said loudly: "Long Changjiang, if you win alone, 10,000 Catons will be yours." All obey the order, beat Long Yangtze River in groups, as long as you are not disabled, you can beat as you like. ā€

The words landed, and after a moment of silence in the team, various attacks erupted, heading straight for Long Changjiang. In the crowd, only Xun Yong did not move. Because he is a loser, he has the kind of arrogance of a master, and he disdains such a group fight. Others don't care, the chief ordered, it's not okay to fight alone, group beating, I see if you Long Changjiang have three heads and six arms.

Lean. Long Changjiang's happy mood has not yet risen, and he has earned 10,000 cards, but it is a lot of money, which is equivalent to a monthly salary of more than 20,000 yuan for modern white-collar workers, but it is very cool. But what's the matter with the fucking group fight, you just don't want to be reconciled, but you're a chief, don't you even want to face?

came, so I had to passively respond to the battle.

This group of people surrounded Long Changjiang, looking at the large number of people, but there were only five or six people who could stand on the front line to attack. If you put it in an ordinary cover, you punch me and kick me, or pick a stick or play a hammer, it's nothing. But these people are all cultivators, and the lowest ones are all cultivators at the peak of the sixth grade, and all of them are people who can condense attack moves with their power and carry out certain long-range attacks, that is, they can attack without standing in the first echelon. Because their goal is only Long Changjiang alone, such a battle is easy for the side with more people.

Seeing the chief order like this, Tang Qi'er frowned, she was still cheering for Xun Yong just now, and now she instantly sweated for Long Changjiang. There are so many people, wolf pack tactics, when Senior Brother Xun Yong was beaten in a group, he was beaten covered in blood, although he was not disabled, but he was also extremely unsightly. Tang Qi'er understood the chief's intentions. As a strong person, not only in dealing with heads-up situations, but also in actual combat, group fights occur from time to time. If you don't have the ability to deal with group fights, it's easy to break down in the middle of a mission. A strong person who is not suitable for group fights is not a real strong person.

In the past two heads-ups, Long Changjiang has never used the tricks of the Thunder God Technique. He didn't dare to use that trick against these comrades-in-arms in front of him who were about to live and die together. Thor is too domineering and can easily hurt people. And the powerful hole card, the magic axe, has not moved. Not only did he not want these people to know about his divine axe, but he also didn't want to expose too much too much. The main thing is that I am too lazy to explain, and I am hacked with a magic axe, and then it will be troublesome. There are a lot of powerful characters, and it's hard to deal with. In the face of the group fight in front of you, if you want to win with one move, it is comparable to ascending to the sky. After all, these people are not rookies, and the cultivation of the vast majority of people is extremely close to them. The worst are all at the peak realm of the six grades. One can imagine how terrifying the beating of this group of wolves is.

Long Changjiang's heart moved, and in front of him, there were eighteen bronze people, each bronze man had a long stick in his hand, and each long stick blasted towards the oncoming wolves. The chief took a look, this kid can do it, he sacrificed eight bronze men just now, and now it has more than doubled, it seems that it is more than enough to clean up this group of wolves. It's so fucking good, I've picked up a baby. The chief had a smile on his face.

When the wolves who came up saw that the bronze man was intercepted, they didn't dare to touch it, so they retreated one after another, and sacrificed various tricks to attack the dragon Yangtze River himself. And the bronze man flew up in the air to intercept. But the eighteen bronze men, after all, the number is much smaller than the number of opponents, so there are several attack tricks to dodge the bronze people, and go straight to the dragon Yangtze River deity. Seeing that he was about to hit Long Changjiang, he disappeared out of thin air and disappeared without a trace. Seeing this, those wolves were stunned, looking left and right, looking everywhere for traces of Long Changjiang, but they didn't find it.

Long Changjiang saw that the Eighteen Bronze Men could not effectively block the opponent, so he simply used the unique stealth secret method of the Nine Demon Domain that the Beauty Queen handed over to him. At this moment, the opponent lost the target of the attack and stood in place and did not dare to move. At this moment, Long Changjiang had already killed the back of the team from the air.

To the chief's surprise, Long Changjiang used a method that he couldn't feel any energy fluctuations. He is a dignified cultivation of the eight-grade Jindan realm, it is said that no one can compare with the eight-grade one, and all the ants under the seventh-grade are ants. Why did he not feel the direction of the maneuvering tricks used by this ant, so that if he was alone, Long Changjiang

In all likelihood, I could have knocked him out as well. This affects authority too much. Where did the hell get this demon? It's too precious, why do you think it's quite terrifying? Tang Qi'er had seen Long Changjiang stealthily clean up those besieging the inn at the Xianyun Inn in Shennong Valley before, so naturally she was not surprised. The only thing she was curious about was where Long Changjiang would start? If it were her, she would choose to start at the back of the team, and the effect would be shocking. God doesn't know the ghosts, and the judgment is so much fun. Watching those people panic makes senses how great it is.

When she heard the howls at the back of the line, she was immediately happy. Great minds think alike. In just a breath, the two strong men were put down by Long Changjiang at the back of the team. The method of putting it down is the same as in the Xianyun Inn. The only difference is that this time, he poked his finger at the Fengchi acupoint of the family. As soon as these two guys fell, the person next to them suddenly turned around, looked at the air, and panicked. Long Changjiang wanted to put down two more nearby, and found that these people really had enough experience in actual combat, and they used various tricks to attack the space around them. This means that it is very unrealistic to want to get close to the point.

Long Changjiang simply returned to the front of the team from the space again, sacrificed ten flying needles, and put down ten at once. And these ten are in different directions, and there are all corners of the team. The rest were even more nervous. Damn, this is a human or a ghost, not only can it disappear, but it can also attack at different points at the same time to make people faint, it's too awesome. This kind of attack move, even the chief secretly admired, if he wants to do this, I'm afraid it will be difficult.

In this way, the opponent has been removed by more than a third. Long Changjiang instantly lost his interest in playing, and suddenly appeared, with a big stick in his hand, he waved it towards the crowd, and immediately turned into countless stick shadows, bombarding everyone. This time, the bombardment is not a specific bombardment, but a face-to-face bombardment, that is, bombarding the entire queue area while avoiding teammates who have already fainted. This bombardment, two or three suddenly couldn't resist and knelt on the ground, and although most people avoided the bombardment, the stick gas bombarded the ground, instantly rolling up countless smoke and debris. Long Changjiang dodged, like lightning, shuttling through the crowd, everywhere he went, patting his shoulder with his palm, and in less than three seconds, everyone who stood was slapped by Long Changjiang. This palm did not use any force, it was only symbolic, and it did not cause harm. And everyone's counterattack did not touch Long Changjiang himself.

After a round, Long Changjiang jumped out of the circle, stood at the beginning of the position, and turned to salute the chief: "Report to the chief, the discussion is over." ā€

The chief looked at Long Changjiang for a long time and did not speak. It's amazing, the surprise can't be overstated. The last palm is purely symbolic. If you really want to take the opponent's life, just change the point of the attack, or move the attack position slightly up, you can cause the opponent's neck to break and die. This means that in this group fight, Long Changjiang won completely, even more than he dealt with such a group fight. It's amazing.

"Good. The win was good. Today you have a treat, and we celebrate. The chief said to Long Changjiang expressionlessly, with a hint of a smile hidden in his small eyes.

"Report sir, I—I don't have any money......"