Rainy night.

Rain. Thumb-sized raindrops create transparent trails in the air, splashing a little bit of crystal water 'flowers' on the ground, forming a hazy water curtain that submerges the entire city in the water. There was no light in the dark sky, only a few dim lights occasionally 'revealed' in the city streets shone on the raindrops, making the raindrops 'shoot' a dim light, slightly revealing the heavy clouds of the sky's black 'color'.

The heavy rain for days left the streets deserted, and even those who were accustomed to doing illegal things at night hid in their nests and snored comfortably.

The city of London on a rainy night is peaceful and tranquil, like an old lady drinking a glass of whisky, comfortably cuddling her pet cat and dozing off on a chaise longue.

It was so quiet, but it was shattered by the harsh sound of metal and the grinding of the concrete pavement.

In the center of the old city of London, in front of a three-storey old-fashioned building more than 100 meters long is a vast square, and Long Shao is slowly walking on the square with an elongated container more than ten meters long. The muscles and flesh on his body swelled, and the lumps of muscle and flesh that shimmered like gold shimmered with a faint light contracted vigorously, and the blood vessels the thickness of a thumb under the skin were beating rapidly. With the steaming heat on his body, he dragged the huge container slowly.

The heavy container pressed a deep trace of the stone-paved square, and with Long Shao's violent dragging, the place where the container and the ground came into contact continued to emerge with *** sparks, making a piercing 'crunch' sound.

Above this specially made container more than ten meters long, there is a 'door' of 30 caliber three-barreled machine guns. Inside the container, there was a box full of shells. A full box of shells, weighing dozens of tons, was dragged slowly forward by the grinning Long Shao.

Fang Wen, dressed in black, with his long hair wet from the rain, stuck to his cheek like a small snake, stood on top of the container. He held a soft sword about two meters long, and looked indifferently at the long strip of buildings in front of him. His gaze was grim, his lips were pursed tightly like a blade, and his whole body exuded a terrifying murderous intent. Fang Wen was not at all surprised by the monster-like tremendous power displayed by Long Shao.

The thirty-six divine powers were all taught to Long Shao, along with the bells of the thirty-six Xuanyin Heavenly Bells that matched. Except for the two gods that cultivated the soul, Long Shao couldn't learn it even if he was killed, the other thirty-six gods and the thirty-six bells, Long Shao learned it thoroughly in just two hours.

The thing that frightened Fang Wen was that Fang Wen himself could only cultivate one of the divine powers that corresponded to the energy of the wind in the natural world, while Long Shao was enough to cultivate four!

Might, solid, soft, mighty!

The huge force made Long Shao's huge power as a monster skyrocket.

solid, so that Long Shao's immortal golden body can actually resist the 'shooting' of small 'excited' light devices. It also makes his meridians strong, and can compress the Gang Qi in his body again and again.

The 'flesh' body, the dragon is two meters tall and the huge body of a polar bear can make a butterfly piercing the 'flower' as a dazzling dexterous movement, and the huge body can drill through a hole the size of a human head.

Shenwei, a method of using the power of the 'essence', is like the wrath of an overlord when he is about to fight, and has the magical effect of surrendering to the enemy without a fight.

Fang Wen could only say that Long Shao was a pervert. But the most perverted thing was that Long Shao's cultivation results in just half a month were more than ten times stronger than Fang Wen's. At this time, he was able to drag a container full of cannonballs all over the ground 'around', which was his recent cultivation achievement!

In the face of such a person, Fang Wen could only sigh, it doesn't matter if you have a wind spirit body or something else, there is a monster in this world called 'genius', and you can't compare with him.

The rain is still falling.

Major Long dragged the container to a place less than 100 meters away from the old building, and jumped to the top of the container. He grabbed the cannon and said in a deep voice, "This is the last stronghold of the Wind Gate in Europe. If you can't find your brother here~~~"

Fang Wen's eyes flashed sharply, and he said fiercely: "Then we will kill the Heavenly 'Gate' Hall!" ”

"Roar~~~" Yang Tian let out a crazy howl, Long Shao hit his 'chest' a few times like a gorilla, and roared loudly: "It's my good brother!" ”

Both hands pressed the 'excited' key, and the long barrel of the three-barreled machine gun spun rapidly, and a tongue of fire several meters long erupted, and the rapid sound of the cannon shattered the dark tranquility.

With a rate of 300 rounds per second and a special depleted uranium armor-piercing projectile, this 'gate' has a terrifying lethality above the level of the big guy bought on the black market.

Nearly a thousand men in black flew out of the old building, smashed one window after another, shouted loudly and rushed out. There was a torrent of steel, and the weak human body was so vulnerable to the tearing of the depleted uranium bullets that almost in an instant, half of the people were blown to pieces by the rain of bullets swept at high speed. Clouds of blood exploded in the rain, spraying the old building scarlet.

Long Shao made a perfect straight line on the old building, the old building trembled slightly, and the upper half of the stairs suddenly collapsed.

The sound of cannons, screams, the explosion of 'flesh'. In London on a rainy night, there is a small place that has become hell.

The wind is loud, and the grass and trees are soldiers. In the past half month, the disciples of the European branch of the Wind Gate have reached the verge of collapse.

The four young masters of the Wind 'Gate', who cultivated to the seventh realm of the Wind Sutra, absorbed thirteen S-A-1 Yuan liquids, and whose skills were so profound that they could only be described as terrifying, cooperated with the Dragon 'Gate', a monster who cultivated the immortal golden body to the highest level and was extremely terrifying, and the two of them cleared the thirteen strongholds of the Wind 'Gate' on the Western European continent in a row, and there was no living place where they passed.

London was the last stronghold of the Wind 'Gate' in Europe, and the high-level of the enraged Heavenly 'Gate' sent a thousand 'elite' disciples to ambush in the stronghold, and they must take Fang Wen and Long Shao. For Fang Wen, the Heavenly 'Gate' wanted to live, and they wanted to know what caused Fang Wen to suddenly do such a rebellious thing. For Long Shaomo, the instructions of the heavenly 'gate' are to capture alive if they can be captured alive, and if they can't be captured alive, they will be killed on the spot.

The power of a thousand Heavenly Gate's 'elites' is enough to make the entire European underground world tremble. But in the face of the two perverts of Long Shao and Fang Wen, it still seems a little insufficient.

The special high-speed machine cannon swept away most of the Tianmen disciples who rushed out, but the others rushed to a place less than ten meters away from the container.

With a clear cry, Fang Wen rose into the sky, dragging the long soft sword in his right hand, and a sword light tore straight through the rain curtain, reaching a hundred meters in the air.

Long Shao sneered, and his right foot slammed into a black 'colored' button on the top of the container, and the container exploded with a loud bang.

The warheads of most of the half-box machine gun shells and a large-caliber ground-penetrating thermobaric bomb exploded at the same time, and red light and death enveloped the area within a radius of 300 meters.

The Feng'men disciples who rushed close to the container didn't even have time to let out a miserable howl, and they were torn to pieces by the four 'shot' shells, and the pieces of stumps and broken arms were instantly burned by the high temperature emitted by the thermobaric bombs.

The three Heavenly Gate Elders who were standing in front of the collapsed building and watching the battle were stunned as they watched the blazing flames that rushed to their faces, and subconsciously turned around and flew back. Retreat, retreat, retreat, retreat! Their speed was so fast that the flames from the thermobaric bomb 'licked' their bodies, causing them to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and they couldn't help them anymore. One after another, the warheads that were 'shot' from all sides grazed the bodies of the three elders, and the three elders writhed their bodies in the air like spirit snakes, and none of the bullets could really hurt them.

They smashed into the building behind them and retreated. The building was shattered by thermobaric bombs, and countless cement bricks whistled out in the firelight.

Before the three elders could rejoice that they had escaped, a terrifying aura like a wounded beast had already risen from the flames, and Long Shao, whose clothes were burned to the ground, waved his Bodhi staff, and came out with a red strip of smoke and fireworks. The violent explosion that occurred at his feet only made him squirt two mouthfuls of blood, and at this time, Long Shao's face was distorted, his eyes were as fierce as a hungry tyrannosaurus, and he rushed straight towards the three elders with a terrifying momentum that was suffocating.

That terrifying momentum hit the mental defense line of the three elders like a great river of the Yangtze River, they instinctively sensed that they were afraid, they didn't dare to 'fight' with Long Shao, they turned around and fled.

A very thin silver rainbow flashed, and the six 'legs' of the three elders were swept off from their knees. Fang Wen quietly appeared behind the three of them, indifferently looking at the three elders who were struggling and groaning on the ground, and asked in a cruel voice, "Where is Feng Yuan!" ”

The elder in the middle was from the Wind 'Gate', and when he saw Fang Wen, he raised his head and shouted, "Little Four! You, you, you betrayed the 'door' of the division like this? Why did you slaughter the disciples of the same 'sect' with such killers? Hurry up and stop the precipice, you still have room to turn back! "This elder really likes Fang Wen, the body of the wind spirit, they, the elders of the wind 'gate', really value Fang Wen. Don't say that Fang Wen only killed the disciples of the Wind 'Gate' in the thirteen strongholds, no matter how big the trouble he broke through, as long as he was willing to turn back, it was nothing.

"Where's Feng Yuan!" Fang Wen shouted: "Where is he?" ”

The Wind 'Gate' Elder's eyes widened, and he stared at Fang Wen and said sharply, "No one knows where he is!" Your master has sent all the men all over the world to search for him, but he can't find where he is! ”

Fang Wen's wrist shook, and the soft sword tore through the rain curtain, emitting a terrifying sword roar.

Long Shao, who was naked, gasped for breath and roared loudly: "Second brother, kill them, let's go to the main hall that has overturned the heavens and 'gates', I don't believe that we can't find Feng Yuan's ***!" ”

"Little Four!" The Wind Gate Elder roared angrily, "What the hell is going on? Are you going to do such a thing? If you want to find your senior brother, it's just that, how can you collude with the people of the Dragon Gate? ”

Looking coldly at the Wind 'Gate' elder, Fang Wen, who was 'confused' by Wenwen's disappearance, said coldly: "He is my eldest brother, the eldest brother who has protected me since I was a child, spoiled me, and allowed me to live until now!" Feng Yuan kidnapped our little sister, my lover Luo Wen. 'Handover' out of Feng Yuan, anything is easy to say, if you want to protect Feng Yuan, we will not die! ”

"Roar~~~" There was a roar in the sky, and the terrible sound of the 'wave' washed away the raindrops within a radius of several meters, and a huge empty 'swing' and 'swing' space appeared around everyone. Long Shao also roared with red eyes: "'Hand' over Wenwen, otherwise, Lao Tzu will provoke a decisive battle between the Dragon 'Gate' and the Heavenly 'Gate'!" "The Bodhi staff slammed into the ground, and a violent impact 'wave' surged along the ground towards the front, blasting out a deep mark on the ground that was more than ten meters long.

The three Heavenly Gate Elders, you look at me, I look at you, and there are no words. After 'mixing' the rivers and lakes all their lives, they could naturally see that Fang Wen and Long Shao's entire 'spirit' state was wrong. They barely retained a shred of sanity, but other than that, they had fallen into a state of madness. The almost murderous aura emanating from their bodies was terrifying with their experience.

"'Deliver' out of Fengyuan, 'handover' out of Wenwen. If she loses a single hair, I will never die with the heavenly 'gate'. If it is the heavenly 'gate' to protect Fengyuan~~~ hum, hum, hum! ”

With a few sneering laughs, Fang Wen dragged the soft sword and disappeared into the rain curtain.

Long Shao looked up to the sky and howled a few words, suddenly grabbed the wreckage of a building with a meter cube beside him, and smashed it towards the police car that was speeding in the distance.

In the loud noise, the three police cars crashed into a ball, and Long Shao let out a heavy breath, quietly dragging the Bodhi staff, and followed Fang Wen into the darkness.

The elder of the Wind 'Gate' all 'twitched' his face together, and he said fiercely: "Find that little *** of Feng Yuan!" I'm going to peel him off! ”