Second World Book

"What about the sinner Yasuda?" the old man Yamamoto asked in a deep voice, Lin Mo appeared here, but quite suspicious.

"Just now An Tian is about to explode, I can only use a little special means, so the body is gone." Lin Mo explained with a disrespectful tone, pointing to the broken clothing on the ground, shrugging.

The old man of Yamamoto frowned slightly, and the garrison of the deputy captain beside him had gone up to check. There was still the pressure of Yasuda on the broken clothes. Especially when he saw the clothes in the armor, his expression changed suddenly.

"Master Captain! The original Captain Sanfan did indeed have the intention to explode." After a little inspection, Captain Jiro returned to Yamamoto Yuanchaozhai.

Old man Yamamoto was not blind. He glanced at it and recognized this thing. It was banned as early as 2000 years ago, and now appears on Yasuda. The purpose of the other party can be roughly guessed.

"Director Lin, you have done a good job. This time I will make a contribution to you." Old man Yamamoto boasted, and did not investigate, why Lin Mo appeared here.

But if Lin Mo didn't intercept Yasuda and let the other party mix into the central area of ​​Ling Ling Ting, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Just in time!" Lin Mo smiled modestly.

"Boom--!" xN!

Suddenly, the Lingting exploded four times and fell into a huge chaos, dozens of powerful spiritual pressures skyrocketed.

"What?" The people who followed the captain of the team saw the miserable situation in Ling Ling Ting, and they were all suddenly stunned. Now that there is still an attack?

"Go back with the old man!" Old man Yamamoto made the case decisively. Although it is unclear what is going on, he must not let the lunatics wreak havoc in the imperial court.

"Yes--!" The gods of death took their orders and hurried back as quickly as possible.

In Lingting!

Yifan Headquarters was defeated by the actual slashing swords, a large number of deaths were killed, and some sages and judges who had survived by chance were wrapped in dumplings. Went out.

Along the way, I saw dilapidated buildings and a lot of dead bodies. Old Man Yamamoto's face was so dreadful and horrible. I didn't expect that when I took someone out, I was stolen by the thieves, and those who committed the crime were those physical choppers.

"Kill--!" Several substantive slashing swords suddenly rushed out, aiming at the old man Yamamoto.

"Humph--!" The angry old man Yamamoto snorted coldly, squeezing his fist, and punched him on the physical chopping knife nearest to him.

"Bang--!" The actualized chopping knife was too late to scream, the whole body exploded, and then the spirit pressure disappeared, turning into a broken broken knife and falling to the ground.

"Poof—!" The sword shadow flashed, and several other spirit-cutting spirits were all sealed with a sword, and died under Lin Mojian, who shot three points faster than the old man Yamamoto.

"Captain! Let me come to these rebels!" Lin Mo suggested.

"Then trouble you." Old man Yamamoto nodded, admonishing.

Lin Mo immediately disappeared, as long as the physical chopper blade appeared in his perception, if the spirit pressure is relatively new, all the beasts will be killed, and the spirit body that he cut off will be absorbed by the sword, which is equal to complete death.

Inside a club!

Originally belonged to the position of old man Yamamoto. At this moment, a young man was sitting with enthusiasm, and the last winner was him. He wanted to become the master of the whole corpse soul world.

"Xinghe! It's not good, many slashing swords are dead." The air fluctuated slightly, a non-mainstream plasma head, a man dressed in aristocratic white robe appeared, anxiously said.

"Huh?" Xiang He immediately frowned, kicked him on the village's abdomen, kicked him to the ground, his expression fierce.

"Say it several times, call me master! Did you understand?"

"Yes! Master." The village was holding her belly and said hardly.

"Dead, just go recruiting again!" For those deaths, Xianghe didn't pay any attention, and his tone was high.

"But..." What the village was trying to say was interrupted by Xianghe.

"It's all right! I don't need you to teach me how to do it, understand? Now let me go!" Xianghe said disdainfully. He was troubled when he saw the village, and he dared to mention anything to him. The relationship of equality is almost a laugh.

Cunzheng felt quite bad because he couldn’t hear clearly because of Xianghe’s words. He began to regret that he shouldn’t have encouraged his master, but his starting point was also good, but he didn’t expect...

Xianghe saw what the village was saying, but impatiently, he closed the knife.

"Slap--!" With the knife in the sheath, the village is disappearing.

"BOOM!" The door shattered, and the old man Yamamoto stepped in with a sullen face, followed by several captains.

"An Tian Xianghe! What are you going to do?" The old man Yamamoto scolded, and powerful spiritual pressure burst out.

"What? I want to be the king of the corpse soul realm!" Xianghe is not afraid at all, and also tells his ambitions, he has such a strong talent and ability, why should he surrender?

The old man Yamamoto scolded: "How can you do? How dare you have such delusions!"

The other captains nodded secretly, but Xiang Xianghe's eyes were full of fear, but fortunately they had come up with a countermeasure.

"A delusion? You bad old men will be jealous of virtue, bullying ability and talents better than yourself! So unfair, I will overthrow this **** system! Rebuild my own Lingling." Xianghe ambition is ambitious, In his view, the competent should be in position, not a three-seat to pass him.

"You are really hopeless." Old man Yamamoto held the knife handle in his hand, and several other captains were also ready to fight.

"Then see the real tricks!" Xianghe pulled out of the village and raised a smug smile.

"Everyone be careful!" the old man Yamamoto reminded immediately that the captains all looked awkward, and immediately performed the mind closure technique to prevent invasion.

"No matter what you do, it's useless!" Xiang He sneered, and the spirit was injected into the soul-cutting sword.

"Whisper! Cunzheng." The body pressure increased, but the knife did not respond. Unlike before, Cunzheng will come out. As long as he moves his mouth, he can let the choppers kill their masters.

"Huh?" Xianghe was suddenly stunned, and then everyone felt very ashamed/shame and annoyed in the strange eyes of everyone.

"Cunzheng? Cunzheng, you get out—!"

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