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Li Guangming watched expressionlessly as the players surrounded him, the magic core urged, and the magic power flowed all over his body in an instant, and he was fearless in his heart, otherwise he would not have said that sentence "I don't agree", rather than giving up glory and living, it is better to die vigorously!

Even if he is one against one hundred and five hundred, he has no cowardice, and if they want to kill him, then he will kill them all first!

The atmosphere was urgent and depressing, and the short-haired young man closest to Li Guangming suddenly flashed a trace of fierceness in his eyes, and rushed towards Li Guangming with a gritted tooth!

This will be the first bullet that will detonate the flames of war!

Bang!

At this moment, the earth suddenly shook with a bang!

"Stop!"

A deafening roar came from a distance, everyone's hearts were shocked, their souls were bombarded, their faces turned white, and the magic power flowing in the meridians instantly collapsed, not to mention those ordinary players, even Li Guangming was all weak, and he took half a step.

The melee that almost broke out immediately fell apart.

"Vajra Zen Lion Roar!"

The young warrior monk from Shaolin recognized that this roar was one of the Shaolin magic skills, the "King Kong Zen Lion Roar", and couldn't help but be shocked, there are only a handful of people in the world who are qualified to learn this trick, and there are only two or three people who can learn it.

Bang!

The earth shook, accompanied by a deafening trampling sound, as if it were the footsteps of some colossal monster!

Everyone turned their heads to look, their eyes widened, and they gasped!

A giant has appeared on the horizon!

The giant was more than 100 meters tall, wearing armor and his head hidden in the clouds, and he was stepping here!

Boom, boom, boom!

The giant crossed a kilometer in one step and traveled at a very fast speed, and the earth shook several times with each step he fell.

"What's going on, this giant is getting smaller and smaller"

Suddenly, the stunned crowd discovered a strange thing, the originally 100-meter-tall giant suddenly began to get shorter as he walked, and the closer he got there, the shorter he became, which was completely contrary to the principle of distance and proximity of vision.

Until 10,000 meters away, the giant was only thirty meters high, and the clouds and mist that lingered around his head gradually dissipated, and everyone gradually saw the giant's appearance clearly.

"Ahh......h Marshal of War?"

"Old marshal!"

", it's really Marshal Zhantian, this is my idol since I was a child, I actually saw a real person, I must be dreaming"

Marshal Zhantian, a legendary god of war, and the old god of killing is a great figure in the same period, thirty years ago the old god of killing was one of the generals under the command of Marshal Zhantian, at that time it was precisely because of the existence of Marshal Zhantian, the national border is like the Great Wall that stands still, guarding the people of the country.

Even if he is already 80 years old, even if he has already resigned from the position of marshal and retired to the mountains and forests, no one will doubt that "Lian Po is still able to eat", and it is precisely because of the existence of the old marshal that even if it is the Mowu Round Table, he will not take the liberty of tearing face with China.

Marshal of War, the hero of the country!

"Ben Shuai is here!

The old marshal suddenly roared and broke through the air from a great distance, the speed was extremely fast, and the huge body was like a deflated balloon, changing from thirty meters to twenty meters, ten meters, five meters, and even two meters high at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The old marshal swooped down on the air of the Sanctuary Square, setting off a violent hurricane, and his body stopped steadily, like a god of war breaking through the sky!

"Alas, it's a step too late. ”

The old marshal looked into the distance, sighed softly, then turned his head to look at the people in the square, and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

The old marshal's deep voice was like a solid earth, which made people feel extremely reassured, and the players recovered from their fright, realizing that they were finally safe, and their grievances suddenly became out of control.

"Old marshal, you have to call the shots for us!"

"Old marshal, the god-killing general forced us to kill each other, and we almost ...... Woooooooo

"Old marshal, you're finally here!"

“......”

The old marshal is a well-known hero who is close to the people, decisively kills the enemy, treats the people like children and grandchildren, and is the most loved strong man of the country.

When everyone saw the old marshal coming in person, they were moved in their hearts, and they couldn't help but pour out their resentment against the old killer god, as if they were complaining to their grandfather.

The old marshal listened and quickly understood what was happening, his face sank suddenly, and anger faintly appeared in his eyes.

"This old killer is simply more and more confused, and such lawless things are also done!

The old marshal was furious, and everyone couldn't help but redden, only to feel more aggrieved.

The old marshal looked at everyone and said in a deep voice, "How do you think you should punish that old bastard?"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to answer for a while, in their hearts, of course, the punishment was as ruthless as possible, but they were afraid that the old killing god did not go far, if he said too hard and was hated, it would be more than worth the loss.

At this time, a trace of hatred flashed in Lu Wuya's eyes, and he took the lead in saying: "That old killing god does whatever he wants, lawlessness, if you hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid we would all be unable to escape! I think this kind of evil thing must be severely punished! The Xiaoyao Patriarch I sent is the most important in law and discipline, if he knows about this matter, he will definitely be furious, and he will not share the sky with that old killing god, this matter cannot be good!"

Lu Wuya slapped the old killing god, felt the pain in his heart, and hated the old killing god the most.

As soon as Lu Wuya said this, the four nine sons of the Martial Alliance who had formed an alliance with Lu Wuya, such as Enlightenment, Enlightenment, Lin Huzhi, and Zhao Tianyi, also echoed one after another, believing that they should be severely punished.

Bai Lengye couldn't help but say loudly: "The old killing god did this today, and it is very likely that he will do the same thing in the future." The younger generation thinks that even if he is not severely punished, he must be restricted from his actions, and he cannot be allowed to continue to do whatever he wants!"

The six martial arts league and nine sons all took the lead, and the other players immediately let go of their fears, poured out their anger and hatred, and said all kinds of punishments to punish the old killing god.

What was imprisoned, exposed the matter, inflicted a little flesh and skin suffering, and even abolished the demon core cultivation.

The more the players thought about it, the more they were afraid, the more they hated the old killing god.

Except for Chu Hang and Su Liuli, as well as Hua Qisen and Xiao Jingfeng, the most confused height difference combination who has never existed, Xiao Loli Bai Lengyue did not participate, and the other players who had a little bit of say all said the punishment in their hearts.

Interestingly, Li Guangming didn't say a word.

The old marshal listened to what everyone said, and a strange smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Original...... You hate the old man so much. ”

This sentence came from the mouth of the old marshal, and everyone was stunned, as if they had thought of something, and raised their heads in horror.

"Ho ho ho, stupid, Ben Shuai is the old killing god you hate so much!"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the old marshal's mouth, it was the voice of the old killing god!