Chapter 142: A wave has not settled, and a wave has risen
Royal Beast City, many strong people in China, spent an unknown price, to build the Xiongguan, it resists hundreds of millions of beasts and outside the pass, to ensure that all human beings, can live a normal life, and now, Mengjiao is standing at the gate of the city, only a few steps away from entering the city.
"My lord, this is the Imperial Beast City. Han Cheng stood flatteringly behind Mengjiao, along the way, whether it was the middle or late day after tomorrow, and even many of the peak beast clans of the day after tomorrow, they could not escape death, seeing that they didn't even have time to react, they died in Huangquan, how could he not know that the strength of the people he followed had reached an unpredictable point, and if he didn't hurry up the timetable and be loyal at this time, it would be really stupid!
Meng Jiao nodded lightly, for Han Cheng's words, he didn't say anything, raised his legs, and was about to walk forward, at the gate of the city, there were two middle-aged men with extraordinary momentum, they were full of incomplete beast corpses, all the people who were going to enter the city, they would take a look at the beast corpse, this was not because they were curious, but because the breath coming out of the corpse was enough to compare to the innate martial artist, the huge pressure, even if he was already dead, still did not dissipate.
"This is the master of the city, the innate beast that is killed, the person who enters the city, will experience its coercion, only those who hold on, can participate in the great cause of resisting the beast clan, once it fails, it means that this person is not strong enough, or the mind is not strong, it is better to leave early, otherwise sooner or later he will die here, this is the rule of the Royal Beast City, it has been like this for hundreds of years!" seemed to see Meng Jiao's doubts, and before he could ask, Han Chengcheng took the lead in answering, a peak martial artist of the day after tomorrow, so groveling, attracted the attention of countless people for a while.
"What is the identity of that kid? There is actually a martial artist at the peak of the day after tomorrow waiting by his side? I'm afraid that he is another child of a big family, and he has come to this Royal Beast City to be 'gilded'!"
"I don't see it! You see the two of them, their clothes are in tatters, if they are really from a big family, the pomp and circumstance must be great! How can there be only two of them?"
"What Brother Zhang said is very true!"
"Hey, what Brother Li said is not bad, I just expressed my opinion, no one knows what the truth is. ”
The two middle-aged men standing at the gate of the city did not shy away from pointing at Mengjiao, and their tones were full of lightness. Defending the city is the most boring thing, although it is safe, but after all, it is not as hot as the battle, seeing interesting things, discussing with each other, it is also considered to be a bitter pleasure, and just after their words fell, a man who had survived the pressure of the beast corpse, was covered with scars, and was about to enter the city, suddenly raised his hand, pointed at Han Cheng behind Mengjiao, and shouted to several people beside him: "It's him! It's him! Lure a group of termites to us and kill the senior sister and them!"
"What? They killed Lin'er?" An old man with a sad face, hearing the man say this, his eyes immediately lit up, staring at Mengjiao and the two of them viciously, in his opinion, he and them are completely the same meaning, anyway, the other party at a glance, he knows that they are together, since this is the case, why should they be too clear? Thinking of this, he did not hesitate, and said in a condensed voice: "Killed the old man's granddaughter, you are extremely evil, if you don't kill the neck quickly, if you let the old man take action himself, I am afraid that you will die ugly!"
"It's ugly to die, are you talking about yourself?" Meng Jiao snorted coldly, glanced at Han Cheng behind him out of the corner of his eye, and saw that although he was smiling, there was no trace of embarrassment on his face, so he didn't bother to say anything more.
Mengjiao could guess how he met Han Cheng? It wasn't because he encountered a large swarm of termites that he fled to the woods outside Suzhou and Hangzhou City in embarrassment, and was bumped into by himself! Obviously, those guys who were victims did not all die, but escaped by luck, and they still bumped into each other here! No matter how much saliva is wasted, it is just a battle, and the enmity of life and death is not shared, so it is better to save some effort and see what the people in the Royal Beast City say!
"No private fighting is allowed in the city, everything is aimed at fighting against the beasts, it doesn't matter outside the city, you can settle your personal grievances first, and then decide whether to enter the city or not. Among the two middle-aged men, the man surnamed Zhang, the five senses are obviously stronger than his companions, Mengjiao just glanced at him, he immediately understood, opened his mouth and said the rules, which also made the old man breathe a sigh of relief, just now after he finished speaking, he stood still, because he was also taking care of it, afraid that impulsiveness would ruin a big thing, and now there is no such concern!
Meng Jiao stood there indifferently, his eyes were full of indifference, and he watched the old man, turning into a wisp of red light, breaking through the layers of void, and appearing in front of him, still indifferent, only after a palm full of fire, as if it was about to burn the heavens, appeared above his head, he stretched out a finger and pointed it lightly at the front.
Bang!
The red mang directly collapsed, turning into the old man before, he stepped on the void, and this muffled sound came from his chest, making his face change greatly for a while, and he hurriedly retreated.
Mengjiao didn't stop because of this, it was still that finger, and he continued to point forward, once, twice, three times!
Bang! Bang!
The old man clutched his chest, every time he took a step back, he would spit out a mouthful of blood, his strength was not inferior to Hongwu in Suzhou and Hangzhou City, but after Mengjiao made a move, he couldn't catch a move, so he staggered away, which made the eyes of the two men guarding the city brighten, looking at Mengjiao's eyes, he couldn't help but feel weird, a child who was at the peak of the day after tomorrow and looked obviously not old, could actually defeat a half-step innate martial artist with one move, what a demon this is!
Standing at the gate of the city, waiting for the victorious return of their own elders, they were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene, and they all ran towards this side, one of the women at the peak of the day after tomorrow, rushed towards Mengjiao with red eyes, holding a handful of Emei thorns in each hand, and with the blessing of the true qi in the body, it was like a divine weapon, and it directly broke through the void with a whoosh and nailed it to Mengjiao's chest.
While~
Two Qimen weapons Emei thorns, which is difficult to manufacture in the machine factory, even if it is an armory shop, it also consumes a lot of steel to refine, for anyone, to have one, in the battle, absolutely invincible! But in the eyes of Mengjiao, they are more fragile than toys, let them be nailed to the chest, and the surface of the body is covered with layers of ripples, like a big wave directly hitting it, click, the Emei thorn in the woman's hand is directly broken from it, just the anti-shock force, it shattered two elite soldiers, what a strong body this is!