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Chapter 709 Making a Movie?

"What is that garbage the Pope!" Yang Yifeng suddenly burst his breath to Xuan Xian and snorted coldly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but it still gave Philip a little face, and the powerful aura disappeared in a flash.

Prince Philip almost fell to the ground with a fight, but fortunately, Yang Yifeng's breath was immediately received, but the feeling in Philip's heart at this time was not just as simple as churning. It's just roaring, no wonder you can smash the holy weapon with one punch, such a powerful power, just the Pope can't do it at all!" "Dear Mr. Yang, please accept my most sincere apologies, your strength is far beyond the imagination of my clan, and only the great ancestor of my clan may be able to match you." "Using the ancestor as a metaphor, this is already the most respected honorific of the blood clan.

"I'm not strong, I'm more than strong. Yang Yifeng said very honestly. The god-level is still nothing in front of the saints, and even some ancient gods are probably no opponents.

After Philip heard this, his eyes almost protruded, You are not the strongest, there are still many old monsters in the mysterious East?

Yang Yifeng knew that these guys pursued the supremacy of strength, and the strong were respected, to put it bluntly, they were bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, so he gave him a fist that was harder than diamond, put it in front of him, and suppressed him at one time. The divine sense swept the entire ancient castle in a flash, and found that there was a group of huge dark creatures under the ancient castle, all of which were the breath of the blood clan, some strong and some weak.

"Dear Sir, I have prepared a table of the finest wine banquet for you....." Prince Philip said softly.

"I'm not hungry now, restrain your men well, don't approach a hundred meters around me, or I'll kill one by one." Yang Yifeng said coldly in a high tone, thinking of a group of vampires wandering around all the time and couldn't help but feel sick.

"Yes, dear sir. Are you leaving?" Prince Philip suddenly felt a lot more pressure to get along with Yang Yifeng, and asked smartly.

"Okay, you don't have to send it. After Yang Yifeng finished speaking, he disappeared. When he stepped out of the subspace, he was already on the highway dozens of miles away from the castle on the top of the mountain.

Just right, Yang Yifeng walked leisurely on the road, without thinking about anything, the blood clan's overture was in Yang Yifeng's opinion. It's not worth much money at all, and the progress of finding Jiuzhou Shending is not satisfactory, I hope this auction can satisfy me.

Just thinking of the auction, a phone call came, no need to ask, it must be Shui Fengwu's phone, Yang Yifeng answered the phone and said, "Hey~ What about the time and place?"

"At 2 o'clock in the evening, I don't know the exact location. I heard that I was going to enter a strange labyrinth. Shui Fengwu replied softly.

"It's okay, when the time comes, let out your breath a little, and I will naturally know where you are. Yang Yifeng replied nonchalantly.

"That's good. Shui Fengwu hung up the phone.

Yang Yifeng thought about it, he still had to go through a strange labyrinth? Strange, what is this maze? Where would there be a labyrinth. With a stomach full of questions, Yang Yifeng also lost the mood to look at the scenery, and disappeared in place with a gentle stride.

The British Museum, which displays many of the world's historical artifacts. There is a wide variety. At noon, when the museum changed shifts, a few of them were dressed very "fashionably", how fashionable were they? There were actually two leaves hanging on their bodies, and their whole bodies were draped in clothes made of a kind of palm leaves. The men crept out of the ground, as if they had escaped without damaging the ground.

In front of them was a strange half-page scroll of broken pages, on which many "tadpoles" could be faintly seen, something that resembled both words and incantations. I've never seen it before. It can be said that this thing deviates from any text that Yang Yifeng has come into contact with, and it is certain that this thing is not a Middle-earth thing.

Several people looked at the ground in front of them with bright eyes, fortunately they did not forget the purpose of coming here, one of them stretched out a big smooth hand, muttered a few words in a low voice, and the hands that were originally good suddenly turned into a heavy bear paw. Then it smashed on the display case. A super-strengthened bulletproof cabinet that can protect against special anti-tank explosive shells was smashed like this. The other reached out and carefully put away the fragments, carefully tucked away them in a wooden box. He didn't pay attention to the sound of the siren, closed the box, put it in his arms, and with a wave of his hand, several people sank into the ground together, disappearing before the guards came, leaving a mess.

At this time, Yang Yifeng had already walked back to the hotel, and he was made to lose his appetite by a group of vampires. Suddenly, there was an urgent siren in my ears, so loud that it sounded almost half of the city. The reincarnation search eye probed over, and it was originally an accident in the museum. If you take a closer look, it's actually a violent robbery, and the average international thief sits quietly and steals out, and it's really special to rob it in broad daylight.

Yang Yifeng has been to this British Museum, and there are indeed many treasures in it, but there is nothing Yang Yifeng is looking for, and the remaining things are no different from garbage in Yang Yifeng's eyes, so he doesn't pay much attention to it.

From a luxurious and huge manor, thirteen figures suddenly sprang out, speeding away in a supersonic direction to the southeast. All of this happened to be seen by Yang Yifeng's reincarnation search for the sky, and the same divine eye also captured about six fast-moving energies. It came from underground, and if you look closely, it is a few fashionable foreigners who robbed things and ran away.

Yang Yifeng looked at the time, it was only noon, it was still early to leave two o'clock in the morning, thought about it for a while, returned to the room directly, closed the door, and then jumped out from the balcony and chased after him.

In less than half an hour, he had already left the British border and rushed towards the European continent, Yang Yifeng found an interesting phenomenon, the six people who stole things seemed to not only escape, but also escape, and the speed in the water was still very fast. The way their energies work is completely different from that of the Middle Earth Retreat, a special way that has never been seen before.

In the sky, thirteen figures were still in hot pursuit, biting and biting. Yang Yifeng is in the subspace at the moment, and no one notices that he is paying attention to this game that seems to be a police thief at the moment.

Thirteen people, the one in the lead is holding a huge stone sword, his face is colorful, and he looks extremely unhappy, and the twelve people behind him are also zombie faces, without any expression, very serious. The power in their bodies is actually similar to the holy power of the people in the Holy Court.

However, it can be seen that they are very strong, with fluctuations ranging from innate sevenfold to innate tenfold, but like the paladin who was abolished by Yang Yifeng, the power of the ontology is not very strong, that is, the ontological power below the innate threefold. Strange way, these people are really stupid, and such a stupid thing as a weapon is still imitated by a bunch of people, and the head must have been kicked in the head by a donkey. Yang Yifeng laughed in his heart, pursed his lips disdainfully, and waited until the Jiuzhou Dragon Vein was reunited and the Jiuzhou Spiritual Qi was reorganized, and the strength of the cultivators in Middle-earth would inevitably explode.

The six people who performed the magical alternative water escape technique, when they reached the other side, naturally switched to earth escape, giving Yang Yifeng the feeling that they were integrated with the whole nature, very close. Along the way, most of them walked in the wild uninhabited mountains and forests.

However, the speed of the thirteen people chasing from the sky is too fast, and the strength is not low. Finally, when he was about to enter the Alps, the man with the giant sword for the sake of the road shouted softly, and the giant sword light split out in six ways, straight into the ground, and after a burst of explosion, the six figures inevitably revealed their bodies in order to avoid this terrible sword light, and their speed was also hindered. At this moment, the figure of Twelve successively surrounded the six people in the middle from all directions.

"Friends from afar, descendants of King Arthur, Kirby Arthur greetings to you, please hand over my things from the British Empire, we will never embarrass you. The handsome blonde guy who held the giant sword and slowly landed on the ground said politely.

"Hmph, this is a treasure left by the gods of nature, and it should belong to our natural druids. The leader shouted with confidence.

Yang Yifeng was stunned for a moment, these people are really dressed in special clothes, are they holding a masquerade ball? Could it be that they came to steal things without changing their costumes? Interesting, really interesting. Druids?

"Maybe it's an incomplete inheritance left by one of the Hundred Tribes of the Flood Desolation. Shocking replied.

"Well, that's how it should be. Yang Yifeng nodded.

"To our friends, we are warmly welcome, and to our enemies, my knights of the Round Table..."Arthur dragged out a long note.

The twelve people in the circle shook the Western sword in their hands, let go of their breath, and said loudly: "Kill!"

"Is it a movie??King Arthur and the Knights of the Twelve Round Table?" Yang Yifeng asked with a smile, feeling extremely amused in his heart.