Chapter 288: Thirteen Saint Martial Arts
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Alice was still standing on the reef, but at this moment, her gaze had shifted to the direction of the ancient city of Meiya.
Because, that person, has already taken off.
The condensed wings of the floating wheel made him like a god, flying in the air, that is, in an instant, there was no trace.
"Master, I can't stop him!" Alice said helplessly, after connecting the communicator.
"Although I die nine times without regrets! Without such persistence, how can you become the strongest, you can't stop him, normal!"
"It's better to let him suffer a little loss. Murat's voice came again, and she said lightly: "There are some things that can only be understood through experience." It's time to let him know that in this world, it's not like becoming the strongest person and just acting recklessly. ”
With that, Murat hung up the communicator.
Luo Yunyang naturally didn't know the conversation between the master and apprentice, at this time, his speed was amazing, that is, in an instant, he had already rushed out of dozens of miles.
The sea area of five hundred miles is like a piece of jasper, Luo Yunyang saw the ancient city of Meiya, and even saw the place where he ambushed the greedy wolf back then.
The god-killing ancient spear was carried behind him, as if he sensed something, and when Luo Yunyang's eyes fell on the place where the greedy wolf was killed, it began to heat up, and the killing machine of the sensen and Luo Yunyang's breath at this time were incomparably compatible.
At this moment, Luo Yunyang felt as if he had become one with the god-killing ancient spear, and the situation of the spear breaking through the air became more and more clearly reflected in his mind.
"Mr. Luo Yunyang, Mr. Luo Yunyang, I have been ordered by the Supreme Council of the Great Federation to ask Mr. to return to the Thirteen Cities in the East immediately. A mechanical voice sounded from a giant ship dozens of miles away.
Listening to this voice, Luo Yunyang's gaze looked at it coldly.
The person who was repeating this voice, the moment Luo Yunyang's gaze fell, he felt a majestic killing intent enveloping his heart. Under this strong killing intent, his whole body couldn't help but tremble.
The body that was originally as proud as a green pine sat directly on the ground, and his eyes flashed with fear.
His companions around him also sat tremblingly on the ground, and some of them begged for mercy frantically: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
This kind of huge fear disappeared completely in just a minute, but from the faces of these ordinary martial artists, it made people feel as if they had been in purgatory for countless years.
"God-level majesty, it's not something we can touch, Speaker, let's not get involved!" The moment the shouter struggled to stand up, he quickly dialed the speaker's communicator, moaning with a bit of pleading.
All of them, although they are extremely safe at this time, but one thing is too clear: just now, if that force is willing, it only needs to move a little thought, and they can be directly crushed into powder!
And the reason why they were lucky to survive was naturally the kindness of that god-level powerhouse.
Meiya Ancient City was right in front of him, but just when Luo Yunyang was about to land on the shore, he saw thirteen figures like stone statues, standing motionless on the beach outside Meiya Ancient City, looking at him quietly with a pair of eyes.
These gazes are not smart, but each gaze is full of profound taste.
Thirteen Top Grand Masters!
The moment he saw these thirteen people, Luo Yunyang's heart determined the cultivation of these thirteen people.
For him, the thirteen top-level great grandmasters were nothing at all, and in a single thought, the Futu Wheel could solve these thirteen top-level great grandmasters.
"God says, "Where you should come from and where you are going!"
This figure is no more than five feet tall, but he stands on the earth, like an optimus pillar, suppressing all directions.
In his hand, he has a stone stick!
That's right, it's just a stone stick, and the moment Luo Yunyang heard him speak, his eyes also fell on the stone stick.
At the moment when Luo Yunyang's spiritual power swept over this stone stick, he felt that there seemed to be a powerful power hidden in this stone stick.
Compared with the god-killing ancient spear, this stone stick seems to be no less inferior.
In the hands of the thirteen top great masters, each of them was holding a stone stick, which looked very strange at first glance, but the solemnity on the faces of these people was not pretended.
The thirteen people holding the stone sticks even give people the feeling that they are extremely devout to these thirteen stone sticks, as if they are not holding the stone sticks in their hands, but their own fathers.
Thinking about it so dirtily, Luo Yunyang couldn't help but laugh wickedly at his brain, he already knew the origin of these people, so he didn't say much, and said bluntly: "Get out!"
These words are simple, but they seem to imply supreme majesty, and even more so, a deep disdain.
For Luo Yunyang scolding them so directly, the faces of the thirteen people did not have the slightest anger, and their expressions were stiff one by one, as if they hadn't heard what Luo Yunyang said at all.
"God says, Death to those who insult me!" the one who spoke was still the ascetic standing in the middle, and the stone stick in his hand was slowly raised.
With the lifting of the stone stick, streams of white light slowly rose from the stone stick, that is, in an instant, the thirteen ancient monks were already wrapped in white light, and at this moment, their cultivation was even more crazy!
The white light was spreading, and finally formed a realm that enveloped a radius of ten miles, and the aura emanating from each of these thirteen ancient cultivators was the breath of a god-level powerhouse.
God-level powerhouses, in the entire Great Federation, that is, there are so many dozens, but now, with the help of the stone sticks in their hands, these thirteen ascetics have actually stepped into the god-level level in one fell swoop.
This kind of leap makes people feel extremely weird.
Luo Yunyang looked at the ascetics who were wrapped in white light, and a trace of understanding flashed in his eyes. Although these thirteen ascetics only seemed to have white light added to their bodies, making them more powerful.
But in fact, their spirits have been controlled by the spirits in these stone sticks.
"Kill!" A cold shout came out of the mouth of the first ascetic, and the long stick in his hand swung and swept towards Luo Yunyang.
At the same time, the other twelve figures, swinging the giant stick in their hands at the same time, smashed down towards Luo Yunyang.
Thirteen blazing white lights, like thirteen long rainbows across the void, swept towards Luo Yunyang.
These were three rays of light, although they seemed to be scattered, but in the moment they swung out, they had already sealed all of Luo Yunyang's retreats.
In the face of the sweeping Changhong, Luo Yunyang's expression did not change at all, he swung his fist and smashed it straight towards the rushing white light.
"Boom!"
The moment the fist and the white light collided, the white light had already turned into powder directly under Luo Yunyang's fist.
But at this moment, the other twelve white lights, like Mount Tai's top, surged towards Luo Yunyang.
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