Chapter Twenty-Five: The Holy Weapon, Love!
"Boy, it's amazing, I know it!"
"Yes, you can reach the Seven Realms of the God of War at a young age, and you can be regarded as a genius, it's a pity......"
"What's the ink, hurry up and kill these two people and go back to life, I have a bad premonition!"
The three of them were surprised when they heard Peng Junhao call out the name of the formation.
Peng Junhao listened to the words of the three of them, and sneered in his heart, if he said that the person in the world who knew the Imprisoned Dragon Locking Heavenly Array in the world, it was none other than him!
The Ninety-Nine Rank Trial of the Heavenly Hell Ascending Tower is this Trapped Dragon Locking Heavenly Array......
Five years ago, he was only in the three realms of the God of War, and he almost broke out of the formation, and now it is even more different.
Accompanying the three of them to act here just to see who they are and what it means!
At this time, seeing that the three of them relaxed their vigilance, they simply made a plan, pretending to be suppressed by the formation, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Who are you?" Why are you targeting me repeatedly? β
"Hahaha......"
The three of them immediately sneered, looked at each other, and nodded.
The person who spoke first came to Peng Junhao's face, squatted down and put his head next to his ear, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Boy, remember, our organization is called Heaven, not the Heaven of your Heavenly Hell, but the Heaven of the World!" β
As if feeling Peng Junhao's puzzled gaze, he continued: "It is because you broke the rules five years ago, and the outcome of the Hundred Nations War Covenant is all internal, and now that the five-year period is approaching, the organization hopes that you will not come out to stir up trouble again this time the Hundred Nations War Contract!" β
Just about to get up, he patted his head, squatted down again, and whispered: "As for killing you, this has nothing to do with the organization, it was you who offended the mistress that our young master came to Beijing to meet in the past two days, you seem to know her, her name is Qin Xueyao!" β
After speaking, he glanced at Peng Junhao deeply and walked back to the two of them.
Peng Junhao was stunned.
It turned out that Qin Xueyao used so many people to set up a game to kill him, which really surprised him......
But why did the masked man tell him so much news, just because he was going to die?
"Why is it so long to tell someone, hurry up!"
"If you've had enough, hurry up, the young master is still waiting!"
The other two masked men said impatiently.
When Uncle He heard the words of the three of them, he shouted with all his strength: "You three bastards, if you want to kill me, kill me first!" β
The masked man who spoke to Peng Junhao first said secretly in his heart: "Just wait for your words!" β
Then he shouted: "Old immortal, you are looking for death!" β
One punch!
The fierce fist wind swept He Bolian and his stakes into the air, flew far away, and rolled down the hillside.
"Do it!"
Peng Junhao shouted, broke out of the formation, and went straight to one of the two masked men.
When the masked man knocked He Bo to the top of the mountain, he was finally sure in his heart that this man was from his side.
If it weren't for that, in the face of the three masters of the Seven Realms of the God of War, he could only use the last resort.
Hearing Peng Junhao's words, the man was stunned, turned around and slapped his palm on the people around him.
"it!"
"Thirty, what do you mean?"
The two didn't expect their companions to suddenly rebel and attack themselves, but they all screamed angrily and fought back.
Bang!
Syllable!
For a while, the scene was chaotic.
Slap, slap, slap......
Deafening applause came, and an old man with a white beard walked towards the four of them, seemingly strolling along, and in a blink of an eye, they were close at hand.
The four stopped fighting and looked sideways.
Peng Junhao held his breath, shocked in his heart, the rain does not touch his body, the God of War Eight Realms!
I guessed who this old man was, but I didn't dare to act rashly!
The old man looked at the masked man standing with Peng Junhao, and said with a light smile: "Hongye, it seems that your Yi family is going against the young master?" β
"Don't dare, don't dare, my sister asked me to come......"
Peng Junhao clearly felt that his body couldn't stop trembling.
"Humph!"
The old man's face became a little serious: "Go back, tell your sister, let her not forget her identity!" β
Yi Hongye was embarrassed: "But it's ......"
Well?
Burst!
The old man's gaze swept over, and Yi Hongye's whole body instantly lay on the ground, spitting blood.
Then he looked at the remaining two and said without the slightest emotion: "The young master is very dissatisfied, you can only live one!" β
The two of them trembled, looking at each other, their eyes showed a fierce light, they were still companions fighting side by side a second ago, but at this moment, they fought without warning, twisting together!
Peng Junhao was dumbfounded.
What kind of organization is this that can train living people to this extent......
A word determines life and death!
The old man nodded with satisfaction, and said to Peng Junhao with a warm smile: "Young man, you are very good, if you are willing to be a dog of the young master like your fiancΓ©e, the old man can intercede for you and let the young master let you go!" β
Be a dog?
Are you kidding!
Peng Junhao clenched his fists, then let go, and sighed, he still had to use it after all.
Immediately, he looked at the old man and said quietly: "Do you know why it is said that a person with a totem in the Heavenly Hell can defeat a country by one person?" β
"One man against one country?"
"Haha, this is the first time I've heard of the old man, and I'd like to hear about it!"
He has absolute confidence in his strength to crush Peng Junhao, so he is not in a hurry and waits for the following.
Peng Junhao took off his clothes and was still on the ground, looked up to the sky and let the rain fall everywhere on his body, and said loudly: "Because each of us has a strong iron backbone, we would rather be the soul of the army that died in battle than the dog who died in the country!" β
Yikes!
"Then Thomas is not also the owner of the Heavenly Hell Totem, and he is not a dog who is willing to be an organization......"
The old man pursed his lips, disapproving at his words.
Peng Junhao stared at the old man in front of him with cold eyes, and said calmly: "So he is only worthy of being a dog, not a man!" β
I secretly said in my heart: "The gun is coming!" β
The holy weapon has a spirit, and only one Lord can be recognized!
β¦β¦
The spear standing on the border of the Eastern Regions, as if it had received some kind of summoning, trembled and rose from the ground, rushing to the sky.
Here it comes......
Click!
The entire Xiangming Mountain trembled, and a bolt of lightning struck between the two, making a "zizi" sound.
Rumble!
Peng Junhao was not afraid, grabbed the lightning and shook it hard, and a dragon pattern spear suddenly appeared in his hand.
The dragon tattoo on the back breaks through the shackles and stretches across the shoulders and extends to the arms, shimmering with pale gold.
He frowned slightly, the painful color on his face flashed, he raised his gun and pointed it at the old man, and said in a cold voice: "I want to protect my family and country with a gun, and guard the people I love!" What can you do? β
"Holy, holy, love?"
"Impossible!"
"The poison of the Heavenly Spirit Divine Water in your body, once you use the Love Spear, you will definitely die of poison!"
The old man looked at the young man with a gun on the opposite side in disbelief, like the god of war, and muttered, the wind and clouds of the previous moment disappeared, and there was a faint intention to retreat.
"You know what I'm investigating!"
"But ......"
"How's that going?"
Peng Junhao heard his cold snort and said indifferently.