Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Two Alliance assassins walked to the door of a secret chamber at the end of the tunnel and took four rounded treasures from their arms and pressed them into the four corners of the gate.

Circular Fabao emitted the sound of “nourishment”, emitting four red blue light connected to each other, and emitted two crossed blue light from the diagonal line. A total of six blue light constantly eroded the door, and within ten seconds, a square hole was burned through the door, and a half-metre thick door panel "Ding Zhengzhi" fell on the floor.

The rest of the Allied assassins kneel on one knee and guard the main imports and exports around them, ready to stall with Shenwei prison guard Jade Stone.

Two of the most powerful Allied assassins are trying to head down into the cave, and a black figure has jumped out of the Chamber first!

This shadow is dressed in a general uniform with a thunderous tiger pen. The appearance of the rabbit is also very similar to that of a thunderous tiger. However, the expression is slightly weird, the fear is mixed with suspicion, and the movement is also slightly stiff, meaning it is a bit manipulated.

Between the electric lightning stone fires, two Guild assassins naturally couldn't take suspicion, shouting, including the clear fishbone blade of “Fish Spike” Hongjiping, the harshest attack, and attacking the "Thunder into Tiger”!

Damn, just as they flashed and stretched out to the limit, the second black figure came out of the secret room again, hidden under the first figure, more old but more rapid, really like a heavily injured tiger like the mad demon down the mountain!

When he first flew out of the Chamber, he was still naked and wearing only one close and soft leash, but within 0.1 seconds, he was the upper body of a crystal claw with five high-frequency oscillating blades that grabbed heavily on the belly of "Fish Spike” Hung Ji Ping.

Looks like if “Fish Spike” Hung Ji Ping is going to send his “Fish Spike” to the heart of the first thrown guy, then his own belly is going to be shadowed by the second shadow, and all five dirty hearts are going to be ripped clean!

“He's not Ray Sung-hoo! ”

“He is Ray Sung-hoo! ”

Forgive me for being a ruthless Guild Assassin, but I didn't expect there to be more than one Thunder Cheng Tiger in the room, and another guy who looks so much like Thunder Cheng Tiger.

Even more unexpected, Lei Chenghu will be so hot that he hears the fighting outside. The first time he analyzes the situation clearly, he will hold the other person, seal the joints and cave know-how together, put on his own uniform, act as a “sandbag” and “bait”, and throw it out first!

Lei Chenghu suddenly fought back, beating the Allied assassins in a surprise. The Allied assassins, including “Fish Spike” Hung Ji Ping, were forced to abandon the "bait” and turn to the real Lei Chenghu.

“Huh!”

“Fish Spike” Hongji Ping's clear blade slammed into Lei Chenghu's left palm.

Alternatively, it was Lei Chenghu who took the initiative to hold Hung Ji Ping's fish-stabbed sword with his left hand, with astonishing willpower, to render the mysterious sword, which passed on for thousands of years, immobile.

And his right arm, still in the attacking position, stabbed the power claw hard into Hongjiping's stomach.

“Whoa, whoa! ”

“Buzz, buzz! ”

The fish-spiked sword once again shook out the spiritual energy fluctuations like tens of thousands of cow fur needles, trying to drill up along the arm to the five dirty six hearts and four limbs of Lei Chenghu.

Lei Chenghu's power claws also vibrated wildly, suppressing half a month of spiritual flames gushing out like volcanic eruptions, tearing up, shattering and burning the five dirty hearts of Hongjiping!

The strange destructive power of the Fish Spike Sword only rises to the left shoulder blade of Lei Chenghu and can no longer pass.

Because Lei Zhenghu twisted, folded and tore, he actually tore off his entire left arm, stopping the fish from spreading the attack of the secret sword.

Instead, his power claws tilted upwards, holding Hongjiping's heart to death and burning it to ashes!

“Fish Spike” Hung Ji Ping's eyes widened until the spiritual flame came out of the deep throat, unable to believe that Thunder Cheng Tiger would ever reach such a point.

In terms of combat power, it is called "one of the four masters of Divine Will Prison”, and there are many Alliance secret laws to carry “fishthorn” Hung Jiping, perhaps beyond the “god of war” who specializes in directing art to a tiger.

But Lei Chenghu told all his opponents with his bravest and harshest performance that the word "god of war” was not a false name!

At the cost of one of his left arms, he abolished the first best of the Allied assassins and gained himself an extra five seconds!

The blurred wound of the left shoulder blade was quickly wrapped by medical agents similar to gel. Ray Chenghu retrieved the bloodstained power claws from the "fish-prick” Hongji flat. He threw them out, throwing out a string of blood spots and suspicious crushed meat. He shouted excitedly deep in his throat, staring at the remaining opponent, but did not even look at his limbs, and his eldest son, who had fainted on the ground for a moment.

Thunder Chenghu bowed his waist, gasped, the power claws in one piece, the surrounding body exuded infinite blood and bravery, so-called "trapped beast duel”, this is what he looks like now!

At this moment, the siege of the Allied assassins showed deadly gaps because no one had anticipated the devastating trauma of the "fishthorn” Hungipin.

All the Assassins of the Alliance concentrated their eyes on the gap between the fall of "Fish Spike” Hung Ji Ping. Several assassins jumped to try to make up for themselves. Some assassins thought that Lei Cheng Tiger would break through from here, but instead locked all kinds of remote Pharaoh's escape route.

Instead of breaking through, Lei Zhenghu plunged into the densest part of the Pilgrimage's assassin and gathered the five chainsaw swords and shock knife essence seized on the battlefield. It took three years for the Empire refiner master to refine it. The power claw known as "Tiger Hu” really looked like the spirit of five tigers attached to it, while attacking five Alliance assassins!

That thunder seemed unstoppable, as if there was no "breakthrough” option in Lei Chenghu's brain.

Either he kills all the assassins.

Either he stood tall and was killed by an assassin.

No third choice!

“Huh!”

The power claws penetrated the chest of an assassin, spinning at high speed.

The sword of the second assassin, also stabbed into the shoulder of Lei Zhenghu, but was caught dead by his muscles and bones. How could he not have made half a step forward?

“Boom, boom, boom! ”

Lei Chenghu's armored shoulder beehive bullet warehouse opened, a series of miniature light balls blew up between him and the assassin, and blew the assassin's armor to pieces.

His own armor, which was also attacked by the rest of the assassins, soon turned dark red and completely collapsed. The armor was torn by an inch, revealing a pale old body with blurred flesh underneath.

Lei Chenghu was unconscious, as if the pain sensory nerves had been completely sealed in a hundred years of intense battle, killing three assassins with one breath in a row, the enemy and his own blood flowed all over the ground, which made him slip down, kneel down, five paws deep into the earth.

This demonic tiger has finally exhausted all its ammunition, fuel, spiritual energy and energy and had to stop.

Forgiveness sealed seven love desires. Only the Allied assassins who had faithfully executed the order were also deeply shocked by the bravery and madness of Thunder into a tiger. They stood still for half a second before lifting chainsaw swords, shock knives, arrow blasters and crystal magnetic cannons.

Lei Chenghu made a vague laugh under the disjointed armor mask, not knowing whether he was wasting his energy laughing, or the foolishness of the senate's vegetarian life. He struggled to stand up, pointed at the sword and gun of the Saint Allies, and raised his lean chest high.

At this moment...

The Guild Assassin's arrow guns and crystal magnetic cannon mouth just burst out of lethal flame, a burning bullet fired towards Thunder Tiger's chest and skull, four black rays plunged right between the two sides, instantly spreading into four black shields, "Tinker Bell”, to help Thunder Tiger absorb all attacks!

Boom, boom, boom!

It's like the whole ocean of water, rolling towards them, making a crackling noise!

The pupils of many Alliance assassins instantly magnified, I can't believe the feedback of the crystalline eyes on my helmet. When I looked back, I realized that the crystalline eyes had not made a mistake. It was a huge dark golden cube with a mess of yards whirring!

“Boom!”

Wearing heavy armor, an Allied assassin over three meters five waving a power brace thicker than his thigh, and a dark golden cube, he was instantly bombarded with the surrounding armor, even the bone was broken at its root, the mouth broke through the flesh and drilled out, the worst!

“Boom! Boom! ”

Two more Alliance assassins twisted their strange steps from left to right toward the dark golden cube, but were ejected by the appalling forces of terror, hit hard against the wall, and the crystal armor was crushed!

“Boom, boom, boom! ”

The rest of the Alliance assassins have not reacted yet, and the chainsaw sword, shock knife, arrow blaster and crystal magnetic cannon in their hands burst, and were immediately devoured by the strange forces of a wave higher than a wave, like a lone boat in a shock wave!

When the four-sided black shield was reshaped into four black crystals, no more Allied assassins could stand on the ground as Li Yao's body slowly rotated around him.

“Whoops! Whoo-hoo! Whoops!”

Li Yao gasped and swallowed a large amount of high-energy nutrients and medical agents into his stomach through Crystal Armor's automatic energy replenishment system. In just three seconds, he swallowed up all the supplies in a dry kun ring.

There is no way, the higher the boundary, the more energy is consumed at full output, and the longer the preparation time in front and the cooling time in the back, the crazier the performance just within a minute, it is really harder than three days and three nights of ultra-high intensity training, forgive the whole high energy nutrient of the Kun Qing Dynasty, nor can it supplement one third of his deficit.

For a short time, don't go crazy like this again.

Good thing he caught up!

“General Lei, Liao Haihou? ”

Li Yao stared at the small figure in front of him, losing his left arm, but he became frightened, fearless, and an astonishing middle-aged man.

Vultures collide with the eyes of the gods of war!