Chapter 533: No One Is There in the Eastern Wilderness Academy?

"That's right, seven spiritual weapon soldiers, plus seven sets of spiritual talismans, didn't come in vain. ”

Mo Xiaofan smiled, this is not counting the more precious treasures on the wise man's body.

"Arrogance, it depends on whether you have the life to take it!"

"Kill again!"

Seven killings were furious, this time, they dispatched four people at the same time, and the four war spears stabbed at Mo Xiaofan's vital point from four directions.

The powerhouses of the four great grandmasters, using four spiritual weapons to surround and kill, even if they are powerhouses in the god realm, I am afraid that they will fall on the spot.

However, the four of them stabbed in the air with all their strength, and almost injured their teammates by mistake, and before they could come to their senses, a click of bones broke sounded, and one of them's head shrugged down weakly, limp to the ground, bleeding to death.

Destroying a Seven Kills with a shot is equivalent to completely disintegrating the Seven Kills Array.

Suddenly, the whole scene was as silent as death.

Mo Xiaofan chose to attack the opponent's weakest throat, just because he didn't want to destroy the spirit weapon suit on the opponent's body, otherwise, how could he be so troublesome and slapped to death directly.

The wise man and the remaining six killings were all shocked, the seven killing arrays were terrifying and invincible, and there were no less than ten god realm powerhouses who died under their arrays, and this Nima was abolished as soon as the fight began?

They don't know that the combined attack formation they are most proud of is not as good as garbage in Mo Xiaofan's eyes, and there are loopholes everywhere that can be exploited.

"Click, click—"

Immediately after, the sound of bones shattering came and went, and in less than a minute, all seven kills were shattered and fell to the ground and died.

"It's too weak, and it still calls itself the Bright Inquisition, so it's better to change its name to the Black Night Inquisition. ”

Mo Xiaofan shook his head with some disappointment, and with a thought, he sent the seven war spears and the corpses of the seven killings into the ancient ring.

"You, you, you killed the Seven Great Executioners!?"

The wise man's eyes bulged out, and he could no longer remain calm.

In addition to him and the five chief judges, the Guangming Tribunal is the seven major executioners, there are only thirteen people in total, and in the blink of an eye, seven of them were killed by Huaxia teenagers!

Could it be that the strength of the Bright Inquisition cannot keep up with the changes in the martial arts world after half a century? This is absolutely impossible, then it can only be said that the Chinese teenager is too demonic and terrifying!

As for Antonio and the other onlookers, they were all stunned.

They originally thought that with the Iron Eagle Guard, armed to the teeth, and with the mysterious and terrifying Bright Inquisition, they would definitely be able to kill Mo Xiaofan and the others on the spot.

What the hell is this...... Just moved the small bench and prepared to watch a good show, but before he sat down, the seven executioners were all killed?

They were convinced that they were not dazzled, and they were very suspicious that these people from the Inquisition of Light were impostors.

It's too fast, before the Iron Eagle Guard has time to make a move, Mo Xiaofan has already dealt with the seven executioners.

"Kill!"

The figure of the divine monk flashed and killed the Iron Eagle Guard.

"Shoot!"

The Iron Eagle Guard is worthy of being a well-trained elite, but it is also extremely fast, and they fire one after another.

They knew very well that the gap between the two sides was too big, and only by relying on the advanced laser guns in their hands could they shoot each other.

The rate of fire and power of these laser guns are far greater than those used by the Mountain Division assault teams lurking in the valleys.

After all, the Iron Eagle Guard is the Antonio family's hole card.

"Phew!"

The monk couldn't dodge, and his right shoulder was pierced by a laser catapult, bringing up a dazzling stream of blood, and at the same time, he rushed to the front of an Iron Eagle guard and stabbed the man's throat with a seven-inch-long vajra pestle.

The speed of the monk was even faster, and before the gun rang out, he had already entered the Iron Eagle Guard's formation, and he also learned from Mo Xiaofan, and the magic weapon in his hand was specially stabbed by the throat of the Iron Eagle Guard.

In hand-to-hand combat, the laser guns in the hands of the Iron Eagle Guard were useless, and they were all reduced to lambs to the slaughter.

After a few breaths, after a terrible howl, all eighteen Iron Eagle guards were killed.

At this time, it was less than three minutes before the official start of the war.

The killing of the seven executioners of the Bright Inquisition is equivalent to the loss of more than half of their strength.

The Antonio family's hole card Iron Eagle Guard was wiped out, and there was no one left.

The whole battle process was a completely one-sided massacre, without a trace of suspense.

The people of the Antonio family and the military commander were all shocked and sweated coldly.

"Patriarch, you quickly lead the clansmen to retreat!"

The two divine realm personal guards beside Antonio were the first to react and reminded decisively.

"Withdraw!"

Antonio was excited, and without any hesitation, he immediately led the middle and high-rise of the clan to retreat to the bunker-like building.

"I still want to run, and I want to leave my life behind!"

Without waiting for Mo Xiaofan's order, the monk chased and killed.

"Boom—"

The priest slaughtered in front of the bunker and fought fiercely with the two god realm powerhouses.

The two Divine Realm powerhouses are both mid-stage cultivators of the Divine Realm, and in front of the Divine Monks, they were weak chickens who were killed in seconds, but the two of them were each holding a knight's sword, both of which were spiritual weapons, and they were wearing special battle armor, and their protective power was amazing.

"Bang!"

After a few rounds, the Divine Monk blasted one of them away with a punch and slammed it into the sturdy bunker, and the Divine Realm powerhouse spat out a mouthful of blood and got up from the ground with his sword, and he was still able to fight.

"Come on, see how many punches you can take. ”

The monk finally met two decent opponents, and the rise of the killing, his body was divided into a remnant of the Dao, and he punched and kicked the two god realms.

The powerhouses of the middle stage of the two god realms, although they had the spirit weapon knight sword and the armor against the sky, under the ferocious attack, they could not support it quickly, and in the end, all the internal organs were shattered.

"Boom—"

The monk solved the two god realm powerhouses, and was about to chase into the bunker, when there was an earth-shattering loud noise, and the entire bunker collapsed, and dust rose to the sky.

The monk instinctively flew upside down, but he was still affected by the explosion, covered in blood and embarrassed.

"Grass, kill!"

The priest was furious, brandishing the vajra and attacking the bunker.

"There is a secret passage below, and the monks can't run to the temple, so don't worry about them. ”

Mo Xiaofan reminded that he had already left a spiritual imprint on Antonio, even if he ran to the ends of the earth, he couldn't escape his five-fingered palm.

Originally, he could easily solve Antonio with a divine attack, and the reason why he left the old guy alive was because in this battle, the ultra-modern weapons and equipment shown by the Antonio family opened his eyes, and he felt that it was useful to kill it rather than keep it, in addition, the life and death of the other party were in his mind, and there was nothing to worry about at all.

In George Town, there are still a large number of elites in the army and the elites of the Antonio family, who have long been frightened and scattered.

Mo Xiaofan didn't let the monks chase and kill, just a group of ants, just run.

In the blink of an eye, the entire scene, and even the entire town, were left with three people.

Mo Xiaofan and the monk.

Hundreds of meters away, the wise man was alone, slightly lonely.

"Referee, how are you feeling now? Do you want to judge me?"

Mo Xiaofan asked with a faint smile.