Chapter 137: No matter who comes, it's a one-shot kill
In the blink of an eye, in just a few minutes, Mr.4 and Ms. Merry Christmas, and Mr.2 were defeated by Takekura Moto. The disparity in strength between the two sides is so great that they can't even hurt Takekura Yuan in the slightest.
"It's called Mr.1, right? You two, go up together, lest you lose, don't say I'm a bully. Takekura said, pointing to Ms.'s fingers.
Ms. snorted with both fingers and said lightly, "It's not necessary to deal with you alone, and it's not necessary for the two of us to go up together." β
Wu Cangyuan smiled: "Okay, Mr.1, I'll give you three minutes to attack, whatever you want, I won't fight back or hide, if I can hurt a single hair, I'll leave here immediately, otherwise, your boss's head, I'm booked." β
"Don't talk big about it yet, if you stand there and let me cut it, it won't take three minutes, and it will solve you in a second." Mr.1 turned his hands into long knives and said lightly.
Wu Cang Yuan sat down cross-legged, held the wooden knife, and said, "Whatever you want." With that, he closed his eyes.
Mr.1 looked at Takekura Yuan for a while, suddenly accelerated, and came to Takekura Yuan as fast as he could, and then slashed down.
Dingββγ
The air waves blew up the sand and gravel on the ground, flying more than ten meters high, making it impossible to see the situation inside.
Fortunately, there was wind, but in two seconds, the smoke was blown away by the wind, revealing Takekura Yuan and Mr. 1 in the smoke.
At this time, Mr.1 put his hands on top of Takekura Moto's head with a look of surprise, while Takekura Moto's eyes were still closed, as if he was thinking about something.
The blade formed by the arm couldn't even cut off a single hair on the top of Takekura Yuan's head, could it be that there was a second slashing fruit or other super defensive fruit in this world?
Wu Cangyuan smiled: "It's been ten seconds." β
Mr.1 was a little surprised, and attacked Takekura Yuan again, but his attack not only failed to hurt Takekura Yuan, but he was not even able to move at all, and sometimes he was bounced back several steps by the reaction force.
"I lost." Mr.1 said, looking down.
Wu Cangyuan slowly opened his eyes, slowly stood up, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I'm a little tired of dealing with people of your strength level, so boring." As he spoke, he slashed the wooden knife at Mr. 1.
The sword press and the wind blade tore apart Mr.1's skin in the blink of an eye, causing a wound of more than twenty centimeters to appear in his chest.
"If I push a little harder, you might die here, but my target isn't you, it's Klockdahl, goodbye." After Wu Cangyuan finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the camp not far from the entrance of the south gate.
Mr.1 shouted, "You're the first to hurt me, so I can't let you go." β
With that, he formed a drill shape with both hands and began to spin rapidly.
"I didn't use all my strength just now." Mr.1 rushed towards Takekura Moto.
Takekura Yuan frowned, clenched the wooden knife with both hands, raised it above his head, and then aimed it at Mr. 1 to slash down.
An ordinary all-out slash, the speed of the wooden knife sandwiched with the whistling wind, slicing through the ground in front of him, and quickly extending in front of Mr. 1.
Mr.1 immediately crossed his hands, returned to the shape of a blade, blocked in front of him, and shouted, "Destroy the crack." β
However, his exterminating slash was like a papier-mΓ’chΓ© in front of Wu Cangyuan's sword pressure and wind blade, and he was vulnerable to a blow, only to see Mr. 1 be hit by this knife more than thirty meters away, and only stopped after breaking through the stone.
Wu Cang Yuan hung the wooden knife back on his waist and said lightly: "It's too boring to see too many people like you who don't think you can do anything." With that, he turned to leave.
"And me." Ms. exclaimed with both fingers.
Wu Cangyuan came to the back of Ms.'s fingers as fast as he could, patted Ms.'s buttocks, and said with a smile: "Oh, of course I won't leave you, but that kind of thing is best done at night, isn't it?" β
Ms. was startled with both fingers, and immediately formed two spikes on her body, stabbing her back.
But after the spike stabbed Takekura Yuan, he couldn't move forward, and even Mr.1 couldn't cut through the skin, could Ms. two fingers? The reaction caused Ms. to stagger and fall to the ground with both fingers.
"Bastard!" Ms. quickly stood up with her fingers, formed two spikes in her hands, and said angrily, "No one has ever dared to do this to me, I'm going to kill you." β
Wu Cangyuan picked his nostrils and said with a smile: "Who let you wear it so revealingly, okay, okay, if you really want to go to me, you can set a time at night, oh, forget it, I'm afraid there will be a thorn in B." β
With that, he hurried towards the south gate. Wait here until Ms. reacts with her fingers and goes crazy?
Back at the camp, everyone gathered around, all kinds of voices, all kinds of smiles, so that Wu Cangyuan slightly experienced the mood of triumph.
It's hot above, but Wu Cangyuan doesn't care at all, maybe because he has seen the cause of death, or because he treats this world as a copy of the game in his heart, he doesn't take it seriously at all. After eating snacks and drinking some tea, a subordinate came over and said to Wu Cangyuan that he had made a rattan chair, hoping that Wu Cangyuan could sit on it and try it.
The rattan chair needs to be carried by four people, and it is a must-have for the big guys, and if you go to the battlefield with this thing, you will definitely be stunned by everyone.
After resting for a while, Takekura Mototo sat on a rattan chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and under the carrying of four subordinates, they slowly walked in the direction of the palace. Rem said that he wanted to show the results of his recent workouts, and he followed, and the others also claimed to follow because they couldn't find anything to do, leaving only those who prepared the feast.
Since they want to go over and watch the excitement, anyway, there is only one left, and in his eyes, that kind of person can't make any big waves.
The steps in Albana were so high that it would take a lot of time just to climb them, and by the time everyone reached the top, the battle in front of them had already entered a fever pitch.
As soon as he appeared, a stray bullet flew in, and the harmful Takekura Yuan had to quickly draw his gun and shoot down the stray bullet.
"Listen, everyone." A strong man walked to the front of the line and shouted at the battlefield.
Both the kingdom army and the rebel army stopped the battle in their hands and looked at Takekura Yuan one by one.
The strong man continued: "Your stray bullets have scared our boss, and I tell you that in front of our boss, you must stop fighting, otherwise, our boss will be very angry. β
"Cut, it's really ......." Before the man finished speaking, Wu Cangyuan just waved his hand casually, knocking him into the air, crashing through the wall, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Wu Cangyuan said lightly: "I said that you would scare me, you would scare me, what?" Comments? With that, his left hand flashed with white light, and suddenly a bolt of lightning flew out of his palm, blasting the distant house to pieces. It's just simple lightning magic.
Wu Cang Yuan pointed to the people in front of him and said, "A few of you, hold my banner for me, and loudly inform the people in front of you that the red-clothed god of death is coming, everyone will stop attacking, otherwise they will face the wrath of the gods." β
This is a bit earthy, and the soil is so dirty that it falls off the slag, and I can't think of anything gorgeous for a while, so I'll just put it on it, and it's not too late to change it when I think of a good one later.