Kyle St. Givent was alone on the inside of the westernmost corridor of the castle, smoking a cigarette in his hand. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He came here in advance not because he was in a hurry to fight Wu Ming, and if he really wanted to deal with Wu Ming with his identity, he didn't have to surrender his identity in this way.

At the end of the day, he just found the banquet too boring.

As the sole heir to the St. Gilvert family in the future, Kyle was used to the crowd around him touting the stars and the moon, and a banquet like tonight, with the god of war at the center, seemed boring to him. Although there were still many people in the whole banquet who nodded and bowed their heads and bowed their waists at his disposal, it was still much worse than the pomp and circumstance of the god of war.

"A mere rebel who picked up from nowhere can dominate the empire, and it's time for the country to have a new master." Exhaling a deep puff of smoke, Kyle muttered to himself with a look of displeasure on his face.

With his status, even if he said it in public, it was not a big deal.

Just as he was about to extinguish the cigarette tail in his hand, the air in front of him shook for a while, and then a mysterious figure dressed in white appeared in front of him out of thin air.

In Kyle's senses, he just blinked, and the man appeared silently, his ethereal form not much worse than that of a legendary ghost. What's even more terrifying is that this strange man who suddenly appeared has a simple face, but his eyes are full of fierce killing intent, just looking at the other party, Kyle feels as if his body has been pierced by a sharp sword, and he even feels that all the hair on his body stands on end the moment the strange man appears.

"Who?" The Saint Clan's descendant who felt the crisis felt a thought, and a strange black fist clasp carved into a semi-circular blade immediately appeared in his right hand. The fingers of the clenched clasp are covered in thick metal, and the sharp round blades on both sides can be separated by specially built gauntlets to prevent accidental injury to the user's hands during combat.

"Is that you?" Wu Ming, who was fleeing, stopped, looked at Kyle in front of him and wondered, he didn't expect that this young master with a lot of money really had time to wait for him in such a place.

"Do you know me......?" Kyle naturally didn't associate Wu Ming's appearance changes before and after, and he was about to ask a question, when a loud noise suddenly sounded in his ears, and the moss-covered wall next to him directly burst open, and cement stones flew and fell in all directions. The military god in blue armor rushed out of the large hole in the wall, and the figure shook in front of the two of them. After that, the posture of the Qingjia Military God suddenly stopped, and he changed direction in mid-air, and kicked his right foot hard at Wu Ming's right face from the inside.

The sudden scene caused Kyle to swallow the rest of the words into his mouth.

The action of the Qingjia Military God's air kick is very similar to the boxer's skill [Sweeping Leg], but the premise of the [Sweeping Leg] is to make the iconic action of "squatting and supporting the ground", and this air roundhouse kick is obviously a self-created combat technique that simply imitates the [Sweeping Leg].

A powerful game master can judge that his game level is at the top level just by looking at the action of the god of war.

Although Wu Ming raised his hand in time to block the side of his face, the whole person was still kicked out of the air, he stretched his body in the air to slow down the force he was bearing, and finally landed lightly on the roof of another building that was no more than ten meters high. Rubbing his slightly sore forearm, he pointed to the big hole in the wall and smiled at the military god: "Shorty, the buildings in this ancient castle are quite valuable, don't tear down all the houses." ”

Next to Kyle, he showed an ignorant look, it was the first time he had heard someone call the god of war like this, how could he see that Sa Qingyi's burly physique, which is more than 1.9 meters tall, can't match the word "shorty"?

Next, Sa Qingyi's name for Wu Ming made Kyle stunned.

"Senior Wu Ming, I am not as good as before, not to mention a wall, even if the entire castle is destroyed, I can afford to pay for it."

Sa Qingyi's voice was a little deep, and it was the first time that this general, who didn't like to talk to people very much, said such a long sentence to someone at one time.

The bigwigs and subordinates of all parties who were chasing after them gradually gathered around, and everyone was also collectively stunned when they heard the words of the military god.

With the seniority of the military god within the empire, what kind of big man deserves his title of "senior"? It is the Blue Fist Holy Emperor of this generation of the empire, and the military god is only brought by with a casual "Your Majesty", and the young Holy Emperor even openly calls Sa Qingyi his brother in front of people to show his respect for the general.

Such a powerful empire. The head of the army would actually call Wu Ming a "senior", so what kind of person is Wu Ming? The last Holy Emperor? Or the Supreme Godfather of the Holy See?

People looked at the white-clothed assassin standing high on the wall, and felt that the demeanor of this predecessor was peerless, which made people suddenly admire.

It's just that Wu Ming's next words are that everyone's expectations are shattered in minutes.

"I said Xiao Sa, it's boring for you to talk like this, isn't it that I entered the professional circle half a year later than me, and every day I have a senior, and I am called old." Wu Ming complained on the roof of the building, and the meaning revealed in his words shocked the leader of a big force. If you want to refuse, you have to be clear about refusal, what does it mean to respond with "Xiaosa" in the first sentence at the beginning? Isn't this equivalent to recognizing the identity of the senior?

As for what the so-called "professional circle" is, several bigwigs have their own guesses, in short, in their minds, it must be a very powerful organization, similar to the rebel army and the like, didn't I hear the seniors upstairs say, did the military god also join this organization before?

"The seniors' mouths are still as clever as before." was secretly ridiculed by Wu Ming, Sa Qingyi's tone was still indifferent, "It's a pity that I came a long time earlier than your predecessors, otherwise I wouldn't dare to come out to stop you tonight." ”

"Oh, you're pretty sure you're stopping me." Wu Ming stretched his neck curiously, "How many levels are you now, eighty?" Or ninety? Let me guess...... Well, it shouldn't be so easy to climb up after level ninety, or do you farm monsters all day long until you go crazy? ”

"How many levels I have now, seniors will know if they try it." Sa Qing turned his wrist wrapped in an iron fist, his style was very different from that of ordinary boxers, firstly, the armor on his body was too heavy, compared to some knight professions; Second, only his right hand was wearing a fist gauntlet, and his left hand was empty and shrunk in the gauntlet.

Only the core players of Wushuang know that the left hand used less is the hole card of the martial king's "Heaven and Earth Mountain Blue".

"Then I'm going to try." Wu Ming looked into the distance, relying on his line of sight to visually measure how far he was from the castle gate.

In the next second, Sa Qingyi's body was like a cannonball popping out, shaking the surrounding land and cracking it.

Fist Master Level 25 Skill: [Dragon Teng]!

Judging from the momentum alone, if Sa Qingyi's fist is a soaring dragon, then Victor's [Dragon Teng] is simply a churning loach in a ditch! (To be continued.) )