"Let's go."

Yebei waved out his palm, and in the hall, the smoke that was originally invisible quickly dispersed.

But Wei Sen leaned over and carefully picked up the fragments of the broken knife on the ground, with a distressed look on his face.

This knife has been following him all day for five years.

"I'll go to the general group in a few days to get an elite battle knife."

Hearing the hall master's abrupt words, Wei Sen was directly stunned.

Elite swords, as the name suggests, are only qualified to be worn by elite members who have reached the God of War level, and compared to the ordinary swords they are using now, they are too tough and not a level at all.

The generals in the Zhu God Temple, no matter who they are, as long as they step into the god of war level, they will be promoted to the elite warriors in the temple and awarded the sword, which is the glory of the unsurpassed and the goal pursued by countless people in their lives.

He is only at the Martial Venerable level now, how can he be qualified to have an elite-level battle sword, is it ......

Wei Sen hurriedly ran the true qi in his body again, only to find that although the true qi in his body was almost exhausted, he could clearly feel that he had reached the bottleneck period, not only that, in addition to the residual true qi of the Condensing Spirit Pill in his body, there was also a trace of true qi that did not belong to him.

Only then did it suddenly occur to me that how could I resist the other party's blow just now, it must have been the hall master's secret move.

"Thank you for the cultivation of the hall master!"

Wei Sen fell to his knees on one knee, his eyes moist.

Being able to become a god of war is his lifelong dream, he only hopes that he can step into that level in his lifetime, and die without regrets, but he didn't expect to be able to achieve it in such a short time.

Yebei chuckled silently and walked out of the restaurant.

In the parking lot outside the door, in a black Toyota Alpha business car, Cao Junhao saw Yebei walking out alone, with a look of ecstasy.

After waiting so long, I can finally do it.

There was chaos in the restaurant just now, because he was far away, he didn't know what was going on inside, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he waited until now, seeing Yebei walking out alone, such a good opportunity, how could he miss it.

"It's him, you two fight quickly, don't attract too many people's attention." Cao Junhao snorted coldly behind him.

In the back seat, one tall and one short, they were silent, directly opened the car door, and slowly got out of the car.

Both of them were dressed in black robes, and they couldn't see any faces clearly in the night, and walked step by step towards Yebei.

When they were only about twenty paces away, a cold wind blew, bringing up the fallen leaves on the ground, and the two of them tacitly took out an arrow step at the same time, and took out their respective weapons from their arms.

"What people!"

Wei Sen finished picking up the fragments of the broken knife, and as soon as he pushed the door out, he saw two black shadows preparing to attack the hall master.

"Do it!"

One of them let out a deep sigh, and suddenly exerted force under his feet, rushing into the air, and a big knife in his hand was aimed at Yebei's neck and slashed fiercely.

The other person was a swoop, holding a short blade in each of his left and right hands, and hit Yebei's legs directly.

The cooperation between the two is seamless, and there is quite a tacit understanding, obviously this is not the first time they have cooperated.

Swish!

Stab!

The two of them showed no mercy, and they struck with all their might, just wanting a quick victory.

thought that it would end like this, and they could carry the head back to the errand, but what the two of them never expected was that this blow missed, and only hit an afterimage.

The two of them have different shapes, directly standing in place, looking at each other's eyes, both of which are incredible.

Both of them are the strength of the seven-star god of war, and if they join forces, the nine-star god of war can be killed.

As long as they want to kill whoever they want to kill, they will not escape, and they will not escape death.

The two looked around left and right, and there was still a trace of fear under their confused expressions.

The speed of the other party was far beyond the imagination of the two of them.

And in the car, Cao Junhao was also stunned when he saw this scene, although he had never seen Kang Ce and Changtuo's skills, but he knew that these two people were the god of war level offerings that his grandfather had invited from abroad with a lot of money, far from being comparable to those ordinary offerings.

When the two of them were looking around, they felt a chill behind them at the same time, and suddenly turned around, only to see an afterimage coming like lightning.

As soon as he raised his weapon and was about to resist, the next second he stopped directly in mid-air, and the two of them looked down at their bodies in unison.

On the left side of the chest, a fist-sized hole ran through the entire body.

"This ......"

"Impossible......"

One person said a word, the last words of his deathbed, two muffled sounds, and the bodies of the two fell heavily on the ground.

"Hall Master, are you alright?"

Wei Sen hurriedly ran over and lifted the other party's black robe, revealing black skin.

"Foreign warriors?" Wei Sen exclaimed.

In Huaxia, there is a strict approval process for foreign warriors, how did these two enter Huaxia, and why did they assassinate the hall master?

"That knife is good, you can use it." Yebei glanced at the tall foreign martial artist lying on the ground, and the big knife in his hand was estimated to be a little tougher than the elite battle knife.

There is money for this level of worship, and it is not surprising that weapons of this level are obtained from abroad.

Compared to the Zhu God Temple, although the ordinary war knife is also made of meteoric iron, after all, the content is scarce, millions of soldiers have one in their hands, this number is huge, and the number of meteorite iron is far from enough to support such a large number.

When Wei Sen heard this, he glanced at it, but he didn't move, and said indifferently, "I only use the war knife made in the palace." ”

Yebei chuckled, didn't say anything, and with a palm, the weapons of the two foreign martial artists were instantly shattered.

Naturally, weapons of this level are only used by martial artists, so how can they fall into the hands of bad guys.

Not only Wei Sen didn't use it, but the soldiers in the palace would not choose other people's weapons.

The sword made in the temple, although it is not the toughest, but it is a symbol of status, and it is also the belief in the hearts of millions of soldiers.

At this time, Cao Junhao's eyes were round, he only felt that his scalp couldn't stop tingling, his hands kept trembling, and he just wanted to start the car and prepare to escape, but the window was shattered instantly.

frightened him into a scream, and then like a chicken, he was directly carried out of the car by a big hand.

"Adults spare their lives, adults spare their lives."

Cao Junhao didn't raise his head, he knelt directly and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, and his forehead was instantly bloody.

Kang Ce Changtuo is not the opponent of the other, at this time, he is an ordinary person except begging for mercy, what else can he do.

Wei Sen took a few steps forward, grabbed Cao Junhao's hair, and frowned slightly, this person, he had never seen before.

Just opened his mouth to ask, and saw that the hall master had already stepped away, and then a word floated in.

"Put him in a Class C cell in the Inspectorate. Ten years in prison. ”

"Yes!" Wei Sen took the order.

But Cao Junhao breathed a long sigh of relief and couldn't help but smile.

As long as you can live now, you can't worry about being in a cell or something, and you can get out again in less than two days.

Wei Sen saw the other party's smile, but he snorted coldly.

If this person goes in, let alone ten years, it is a question of whether he can survive for three days.