Ao Xingfeng got up from the bed with a displeased face, determined to give this group of people who disturbed their dreams a painful death. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Holy Envoy!" the door slammed open, and Hammer and Taquelin rushed in, armed and worried.

"What's wrong?" Ao Xingfeng asked indifferently as he combed his unkempt hair back with his hands.

"I'm afraid that this world conference of the Titanian Empire will not be able to be held, and those cults are like crazy and have begun to destroy everywhere. Hammer explained.

While they were still talking, there was a sudden loud movement on the first floor, and the door was smashed open.

A group of people wearing red cloaks and holding meteor hammers broke into the lobby on the first floor, frantically smashing the tables, chairs, benches and the wine cabinet behind the bar, and the other guests were also frightened by this movement and ran out of the room one after another.

"Kill them!" the red-cloaked cultist shouted loudly, flicking the meteor hammer and rushing up to the second floor.

"Run!" the passengers scattered in panic, and some of them broke the windows and jumped out, only to be hammered into pulp by the cultists scurrying through the streets.

"Hahahaha, let's run, let's run! Let's make Lao Tzu happier. The cultists laughed, and the travelers, like flocks of hungry wolves, cowered in a ball, clutching their heads and curling in the corners.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, it's all death anyway, fight with them!" a traveler roared out of the room with a long sword.

In the next second, an iron ball full of spikes magnified in his eyes, and boom! His head was like a watermelon, smashed by a meteor hammer, and red and white things splashed everywhere.

The passengers were even more frightened, the timid ones even got their pants wet, the hooligan who provoked Ao Xingfeng during the day was scared to the point of feces and urine, and the other passengers didn't care about the nausea, they all huddled together, and the feces and urine were trampled by them.

"It's fucking disgusting. Even the cultists couldn't stand this sight, and they raised the meteor hammer and were about to throw it off.

At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed, and the flying electric snake instantly hit the cultist who raised the meteor hammer, and in an instant, the cultist turned into a smoking coke, you can imagine how terrifying the power of that electric current was.

"It's the magician! we're saved!"

"Magician, please save us!"

"Ahh ”

The travelers found a savior and ran to Ao Xingfeng with a roll.

Ao Xingfeng glanced at the corner of his mouth and said indifferently: "Get out, don't bring shit and urine to me, otherwise don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." As he spoke, lightning exploded beside him.

It was as if the passengers had applied the brakes, slid some distance on the ground, and stopped with a smirk.

The other cultists are also a little cowardly and dare not step forward, they are just a group of cowards who deceive the good and fear the evil, and when they really encounter a tricky existence, they immediately lose the rampant energy that they are not afraid of the heavens and the earth just now.

"Withdraw!" the cultists were unanimous and fled behind them.

"Disturbing dreams, it's better for you to die. Ao Xingfeng had a right hand, and invisible wind blades suddenly appeared around the cultists, without any suspense or any resistance power, and the cultists became cult meat pieces, and the rich and pungent smell of blood permeated everywhere.

Some passengers fell to their knees and vomited, adding a new nausea to their already unbearable destination.

"The cultists are right, you guys are fucking disgusting. Ao Xingfeng said with a look of disgust, turned around and waved his hand, the entire wall directly turned into powder, Ao Xingfeng jumped out from the second floor, Hailin and the two Templars frowned and looked at the corridor, and also jumped down.

Jumping out of the hotel, the noise suddenly became louder, and the sound of weapons clashing, screaming, crying, and scolding was continuous, and other small islands outside the main block were also splashed with fire.

"Die!" A group of cultists saw Ao Xingfeng and the others, and shouted indiscriminately and picked up the meteor hammer and rushed over.

Ao Xingfeng raised his right hand at the rushing cultists without looking, and a dazzling golden light gushed out from his hand, turning into a beam of lasers more than ten meters thick to fill this narrow street, not giving the cultists any chance to dodge.

After being hit by the ultra-high temperature laser, the group of cultists turned into a pile of charred corpses.

Hammer and Taquelin looked at Ao Xingfeng with excitement on their faces, and there was nothing more exciting for them to see the Holy Envoy defeat the enemy with the Holy Light.

"We can't let them disrupt our plans, split up, annihilate all the cultists they see, and finally come back here to assemble. Ao Xingfeng ordered.

"Yes!" said Helen, Hammer, and Taquelin on one knee, respectfully.

The three of them ran towards different places separately, and Ao Xingfeng rose directly on the spot, looking down at the city full of fires from a high altitude.

Gradually, the sky became darker and darker, not because of the passage of time, but because a thick layer of cumulonimbus clouds hung over the sky, thunder roared in the clouds, and the wind began to rattle.

Ao Xingfeng's god-like eyes did not have the slightest emotion, his right hand slowly fell, and the cumulonimbus clouds that were ready to go poured heavy rain like a torrent, blowing towards the fire under the sweep of the wind.

The torrential rain became heavier and heavier, and ordinary people could not even stand upright under such heavy rain, and the ferocious fire was quickly extinguished under such heavy rain.

The people of Lancer knelt on the ground and enjoyed the pouring rain, weeping bitterly and thanking Heaven for the gift.

Seeing that the plan to burn the city was hopeless, the cultists put all their efforts into slaughtering the people, but the envoys of the major forces also poured into the city one after another, working together to hunt down and kill these evil degenerates.

"How can my plan be ruined because of you fools?" Ao Xingfeng smiled proudly as he looked at the cultists who were being chased by the coalition forces and hid in Tibet at an altitude of thousands of meters.

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"High Priestess, the plan is hopeless! let's get out of the way!" the cultist pleaded from behind a man in chains.

"Who said the plan is hopeless? We have a plan. The High Priest turned, his face covered in centipede-like scars and an eerie grin.

The cultist's face was a little stiff and he asked carefully, "High Priest... Pre... What's the plan?"

"Didn't I tattoo you with strange patterns before the battle, do you want to know what they were for?" the High Priest laughed playfully.

The cultist ripped off his clothes and looked at the pattern that had begun to turn red with a shocked expression.

"Hahahaha, dedicate your soul to the Order of Doom! The High Priest laughed.

At the same time, all the Cultists in Lancer City began to have their tattoos red and hot, and the cultists struggled on the ground in agony, a pain that went far beyond physical pain, penetrating deep into the marrow and soul, and they only prayed that the enemy would learn about their lives as soon as possible.

"Hahahaha, the name of the Order of Doom will be raised here!O world! tremble for it!" the High Priest laughed wildly.