Thunder Martial

The nest of Montenegrin thieves, on a relatively remote side, is surrounded by desolate planets with no signs of life.

Such places, in fact, are not conducive to survival, nor do they have any resources that can be exploited, which is very limited. But these people are star thieves, and everything depends on robbing resources, and they don't care if there are other resources that can be exploited.

At this moment, in the stronghold of the Montenegrin thieves, Shekhand, the great leader of the Montenegrin thieves, is standing on a highland, talking constantly.

“Gentlemen, we Montenegrin thieves have been founded for so many years, even the people of the Nicolo stars do not dare to come to our land to spread wild, can our prestige be bullied? ”

“Only a few people in the district dared to beat the idea of my Black Mountain Bandit, that's just looking for death! ”

“I haven't made a move in years, and it looks like a lot of people have forgotten the name of my invincible hypocrisy! Also, this time, I will personally show the rest of the stars that my Montenegrin thief, Shekhand, is not in vain! ”

Shekhand was a big man with a rough face and an invincible pseudo-sacred title.

Montenegrin thieves can take their current name from a small star thief, and Shekhand's credit is immense. He succeeded the Great Leader after his death.

Listening to the generous and exhilarating speech of Shekhand above, the many distant realms of heaven are excited, even many of them are pseudo-holy, and their faces are also inspired by them.

A middle-aged man stood up and held his fist, saying: "It's just a few thieves in the district. Why should the chief do it? We Montenegrin thieves, dozens of saints, can't handle the district. ”

These middle-aged men looked back and said in silence: "Gentlemen, the news is clear: there are only two saints among the people, one and a half holy, and the power of war is comparable to that of a saint. There is also a heavenly realm, with the equivalent of a saint. Together, they're only four saints. Can't we take out four Montenegrin thieves? ”

The saints they say are actually pseudo-holy, but most of them live by themselves.

These people were called back by Shekhand during the Great Hunt, and many of them did not know what was happening. Hearing the middle-aged man say, one of the pseudo-saints stood up and said: "It was just four saints in the district, and I destroyed them! ”

Then he quickly ordered three people and said, "You, you, you, you three go with me! ”

The three pseudo-saints rose up and swept around.

“Brother Hu Wei waited a moment and said that although he was equivalent to only four saints, he was not weak. ”

Looking at Hu Weiliao's ugly face, the conversation turned sharp and said immediately: “Although I believe Brother Hu Weiliao can kill each other, this war is not only killing, but also raising the name of my Montenegrin thief and highlighting the power of my Montenegrin thief, so please ask Brother Hu to take some more saints. ”

“That's fine!” Hu Wei nodded, then nodded with a sigh of relief to seven saints, a total of ten, and walked towards the outside world.

“I await Brother Hu Wei's triumph, and when Brother Hu Wei returns, you will be the three leaders of our Montenegrin thieves! ”

As the middle-aged man put it, the other pseudo-holy circles moved it.

In total, there are nine chiefs of this Montenegrin thief, three of whom died in battle earlier in the year, but the position has been empty. I didn't expect to take it out this time for the four saints in the district.

“Haha!” Hu Wei laughed loudly.

Other leaders who were previously indifferent, their faces have also become ugly at this moment. Obviously, they have not heard such news before. Otherwise, it will never be Hu Wei's turn.

Shekhand, standing high, said: "Since someone is going to fight on my behalf, it can't be cold. Whoever comes back with the heads of those guys is the three leaders of the Montenegrin thieves! ”

After that, Shekhand turned away, and the middle-aged followed, leaving behind others who looked at each other in disgust and talked about it.

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“Looks like these four are hard to kill! ”

Hu Wei, who had laughed before, turned around and left, his face became condensed.

Being able to be pseudo-holy proves that his IQ is fine, and this time the Montenegrin thief's army deliberately handed itself over this kind of errand, besides the fact that the two of them have very little personal intercourse, it is because of the trouble.

“My lord, ask clearly, in this period of time, ten saints have been damaged in the hands of each other! ”

After using a little power, Hu Wei learned everything. It turns out that this time the enemy is very difficult and troublesome.

“But with accurate information, what are their boundaries?” Hu Wei asked softly.

“There are five men, four men and one woman, one half holy, one heaven, two saints. That woman in heaven, never made a move. The man's heaven seems to be the chief, but he can fight beyond the ranks! ”

“Is this information reliable? Somebody's not really a saint, is it? ”

“The news is absolutely reliable! ”

Some worried that Hu Wei was completely relieved that, as long as the other party was not a true saint, the battle with ten of him could still be won steadily.

“For the position of the three chiefs, spell it!” A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Hu Wei took the nine men towards the transmission formation.

As the three chiefs of Montenegrin thieves, it's definitely not as simple as a single name. Because, as the three chiefs, it is possible to collect a proscribed weapon from the Tibetan military palace.

Of course, the proscribed weapon here refers to something equivalent to a blow by a true saint, equivalent to a bottom card, and can be used as a life-saving tool. Unlike Heavenly Martial Continent, that kind of self-entertaining banner is different from heavenly soil.

And the entire Montenegrin thief, only three chiefs, of course, are eligible to receive a ban on weapons, as are the two chiefs and the great chiefs. As for the four heads of household, there was no such treatment. What they possess, just a broken forbidden weapon, is a little more aggressive than a pseudo-holy one, far less than a true saint.

Hu Wei knew that this would definitely cause a sensation, and if he did it later, he feared that other masters would do it in advance.

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After several transmissions, Hu Wei finally met five people in the line of purple.

Those forced to follow the purple heavens, after seeing Hu Wei, the faces became excited and some were crying out for help.

“Lord Hu, help us! ”

“Sir, we're pinched. Come and save us! ”

After looking at the number of pseudo-saints Hu Wei was carrying, these heavens began to disperse without regard.

Zi Xin did not stop this, but looked quietly at Hu Wei in front of him.

I thought that the next battle would erupt in the nest of Montenegrin thieves. I didn't expect the other party to take the initiative, and sent ten pseudo-saints all of a sudden. I must say, this pen is very small.

“Ten pseudo-holy, equivalent to ten holy chips, not bad!” Looking at the ten ahead, Purple nodded with satisfaction.

“Whoosh!”

After the purple indication, the star rushed forward. His body was holy. Although he was temporarily unable to use the power of the saint, it was obviously unrealistic for others to try to destroy his body.

“Do it! ”

Hu Wei waved his hand, and a group of pseudo-holy people showed the art of heaven, above the dome, energy surged, a strand of attack with a powerful breath appeared. These attacks are headed toward the stars.

“Boom!”

The energy of one lane fell on the stars and blew away, forming terrible fluctuations.

Behind Zizhen, the two pseudo-saints rushed in and picked two opponents.

The light stayed in place and the purple flashed forward.

“How dare you resist our attack? It was...” Looking at the stars submerged in energy, Hu Wei snorted coldly. There was a smudge in his eyes. Unfortunately, without waiting for him to finish his speech, he saw the stars rush through the fierce energy and into the crowd.

“Damn it! Is this guy human or not, carrying so many attacks with his body? ”

Hu Wei continued to be shocked. The stars rushed toward those pseudo-holy people. Hu Wei drank loudly and the surrounding atmosphere fluctuated in an effort to stop the stars.

“Your opponent is me! ”

An indifferent voice suddenly came from Hu Wei's side, immediately followed by a dangerous breath on his back. Hu Wei's face changed dramatically, holding his fist in his right hand, and turning around was a punch.

“Boom!”

Hu Wei's quick punch blocked the purple accumulation punch, powerful energy erupted, only listened to Hu Wei scream, and flew directly out.

And as he flies back, his entire right arm is shattered by energy.

Dare to touch hard with purple, undoubtedly looking for death, now purple flesh is moving towards the saint.

“What the hell is this? ”

Feeling his right arm completely shattered, Hu Wei's face once again revealed an obscure shock. He was very shocked by the half-sanctioned before. He actually blocked so many Heavenly Arts attacks with his flesh. And the guy in front of him, just heaven, actually smashed his right arm with a punch.

Simple confrontation is to make Hu Wei feel this is more difficult and troublesome than he thought, unless...

Hu Wei hesitated a little, with a glimmer in his eyes.

Shortly thereafter, a scream sounded, but it was the heaven that had just smashed his right arm with a punch. He flashed behind a pseudo-holy man, smashing each other's dirt and destroying each other's soul with a punch.

That was... a scream before I died!

And the scream, like a fuse, quickly started a chain reaction, screaming again and again.

Watching one of the other saints fall down and die, Hu Wei's heart sinks completely.

Never before has he seen a man cross the line to kill so quickly. It cannot be said to be murder, it can be said to be massacre.

“Damn, how can you be so strong! Willie, you're hurting me! ”

Lifting heaven roared, Hu Wei no longer hesitated, but took out a golden piece of paper, which had a crack on it, seemed likely to spread at any moment, but emitted a powerful saintly smell.

This was an inadvertent handicap obtained by Hu Wei in his early years. He had only used it once since he got it, that time destroying his opponent and then no longer using it.

This is a consumable, less than once at a time, and now there is only one last time left.

After biting his teeth, Hu Wei threw out the golden paper in his hand.