The branch hall of the Temple of the Gods in Chaoyang District was renovated from the original district government of Chaoyang District. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The reason why the Temple of the Gods chose here is not to say how luxurious the district government building is, but to enhance its own momentum.

Think about it, using a pre-apocalyptic government building as a stronghold, and that alone is enough to make others fearful.

What's more, Mo Yu also knew some secrets, and some of the reasons why the Temple of the Gods did this were because of Huaxia's luck.

If the Temple of the Gods wants to act on Earth, many things are inseparable from the word luck. Occupying the government building, although they still can't get the luck of Huaxia, they can benefit from it.

For example, things are smoother, luck is better, and so on.

At this time, downstairs in the district government, hundreds of people were looking at the car Mo Yu was riding.

Widow Liu's face was pale, and she couldn't help but tremble, she felt that this time she would definitely die.

Because, among those people who are standing, there are not a few people who can recognize them, and each of those people can be called a hegemon, even if they are not as strong as Gu Lou.

Moreover, there were a few of them who were vaguely familiar, and Widow Liu suspected that they were the real powerhouses hidden in Chaoyang District.

The six major helmsmen in the temple of Chaoyang District.

"Let's run!" Widow Liu suddenly grabbed Mo Yu's arm and said.

Mo Yu looked at Widow Liu with some confusion, not knowing what she meant.

Sitting in front, Wang Cong, who had just parked the car, hooked the corners of his mouth when he heard this, but he was very smart, and he didn't speak.

Widow Liu whispered with some caution: "There are six helmsmen in Chaoyang District, a branch hall manager, and seventy-two deacons. The ancient building you killed was one of the seventy-two deacons. Now among those people outside, there are at least half of the deacons, the chief steward, and the six helmsmen, all of whom have the same strength as the chief steward, and we can't beat them. ”

Mo Yu suddenly laughed when he heard this, stretched out his hand and patted Wang Cong in front of him, and said, "You tell me, what kind of people are those people outside!" ”

Wang Cong trembled, and secretly regretted in his heart why he didn't open the door and ran, and he was still proud here, he was really brainless.

"I... I don't know why they're here, I guess it's a meeting. ”

Wang Cong quibbled in a hurry.

Mo Yu sneered and said, "Don't play tricks on me, I'm not asking this question, I'm asking you, who are the people outside." ”

As he spoke, Mo Yu's palm was slightly forced, and Wang Cong suddenly felt as if his shoulder was stuck by pliers.

Enduring the pain, Wang Cong hurriedly said: "The six helmsmen are here, my father is also here, and among the rest of the people, there are about fifty deacons, and the others are all masters in the branch hall. ”

Mo Yu nodded when he heard this, then pulled away Widow Liu's hand and said, "That's fine, kill it all at once, now I feel bored when I hear the three words of the Temple of the Gods." ”

Widow Liu looked at Mo Yu blankly, and Mo Yu's words kept ringing in her head.

Kill it all at once?

This is the Temple of the Gods!

Now the dominant force in Kyoto, the Temple of the Gods!

Wang Cong, who was sitting in front, was a little frightened when he heard this, and when he heard Mo Yu's words, he suddenly became a little worried.

If this person's strength is really invincible, doesn't that mean that the formation prepared by himself in advance is actually just a delivery of food?

It's impossible, these people are already masters of the Temple of the Gods in Chaoyang District, except for those invincible objects in the main hall, basically, these people are already top masters in Kyoto. No matter how powerful this person is, can he still single-handedly fight the entire hall?

That's hundreds of masters.

The sword that this person slashed Gu Lou must have been a very expensive trick, and this kind of trick is absolutely impossible to use all the time.

Wang Cong's heart gradually settled down.

Mo Yu looked at Wang Cong, whose breathing gradually calmed down, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

When he opened the car door, Mo Yu collapsed on the ground.

Call!

A cold wind blew, the snow was rolled up, and then fell together, Mo Yu stood out of the car, in the cold wind, the red dust Izumo shirt on his body fluttered gently, and the Zhuxian Sword in his hand emitted a cold light under the reflection of the snow.

What a dashing swordsman's demeanor!

At this moment, even Widow Liu couldn't help but be stunned.

Wang Cong even had a trace of jealousy and ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

Under the government building, hundreds of masters stared at Mo Yu, some were boiling with murderous intent, some were laughing, and some people showed appreciation in their eyes, but more people looked at Mo Yu as if they were looking at a dead person.

"You're the one who killed Deacon Furukawa?" A middle-aged man standing at the front of many masters asked.

This person looks a little similar to Wang Cong, and it is obvious that he is the head of the Temple of the Gods in the Chaoyang Division, Wang Cong's father.

Mo Yu smiled when he heard this: "Yes, yes, yes, it's me!" ”

The middle-aged man's eyes were boiling with murderous intent, and he said coldly: "Then since that's the case, you can stay here today." ”

Mo Yu looked at the middle-aged man in some surprise and asked, "You want to kill me?" ”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he was laughed at by Mo Yan's childish question, he snorted coldly, and said with a cold face: "You dare to kill the people of my temple of gods, do you think you still have a way to live?" Since the battle for the imperial capital ended, in the past three days, no one has dared to kill the people of my temple of gods, and you will definitely die today! ”

Mo Yu shrugged helplessly, and cut off Wang Cong's head with a wave of his sword.

Blood gushed out, a head fell to the ground, blood stained the snow red, Wang Cong didn't know what was going on until he died, his expression before he died didn't have time to change, to death, he was wondering, why at this time, Mo Yu still dared to kill him?

"What are you doing!! The middle-aged man roared angrily, watching his son's head hit the ground, and his heart was so hard that he could barely breathe.

He hated himself very much at this time, and he hated Mo Yu very much!

As the head of the Temple of the Gods in the Chaoyang District, he actually watched his son die in front of him.

He led hundreds of his subordinates, and just watched his son be neatly cut off by the target he was going to kill!

The middle-aged man's eyes were red, and he looked at Mo Yu with hatred, eager to eat his flesh and drink his blood!

This person, how dare he!!

Not to mention the middle-aged man, even the hundreds of people behind the middle-aged man were stunned.

At the same time, behind Mo Yu, Widow Liu had just poked her feet out of the car, and she saw this scene in the blink of an eye.

At the scene, only Mo Yu was still laughing softly, he looked at the middle-aged man, and said: "I asked you just now, but if you have to kill me, then of course I have to kill your son first!" ”

"You're looking for death! Let's go up and kill him! The middle-aged man roared angrily, pulled out his alloy war knife and rushed towards Mo Yu.

The people behind him did not hesitate, and rushed forward one by one.

Seeing this scene, Widow Liu closed her eyes in despair.

At this time, a warm palm slapped on Widow Liu's body and pulled her up from the ground.

Widow Liu opened her eyes and saw that it was Mo Yu.

"It's not safe here, let's go sit in the car!"

After watching Mo Yu pull himself up, he turned his head and walked towards those who had killed, and Widow Liu suddenly felt in her heart that this person who had just known him for less than two hours was very great.

He has the kind of heroic spirit that even if tens of millions of people go to me.

At this moment when Widow Liu was stunned, the big battle ahead broke out in an instant! (To be continued.) )