Chapter 828： Who is the boss here, get out

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Wen Zilong followed the wind king to the entrance of the icefield wolf mercenary regiment.

This is a place surrounded by a thick ice wall about ten feet high.

Wen Zilong sensed it with his mental strength, and found that among the headquarters of this mercenary regiment, there are currently more than thirty rank seven supreme strongmen.

Their leader, the eighth-rank ultimate strongman, of course, is also inside.

At the door, the two sixth-order superpowers are left and right.

Wen Zilong secretly smashed his tongue.

Tier 6 super powers, if placed in the more than 500 kingdoms, can become city masters.

Now it is here to show people.

This icefield wolf group is so big.

The two sixth-order superpowers frowned when they saw Wen Zilong and Feng Wang coming.

"This is the Icefield Wolf Mercenary Corps. There is nothing to stop here."

As soon as the voice fell, the King of Wind suddenly moved.

Bang Bang——

The two sixth-order superpowers flew out directly.

He flew in from the gate and hit the ice sculpture of the ten-meter-high wolf in the courtyard.

Wow

The ice sculpture collapsed suddenly.

Not waiting for anything in the courtyard, Wen Zilong roared with rage:

"Which is the boss, get out of here!"

All the barbaric dragons in the courtyard jumped out at the sound of movement.

"Whoever is looking for death, dare to come to us to spread the wild!"

"Don't bother to inquire, where is this place!"

"Dare to come to the icefield wolf mercenary regiment to hunt for death!"

These are all the seventh-order supreme strongmen.

However, they had not finished their words, only felt a white shadow, constantly flashing between them.

Under the flash of the shadow, the weapons in their hands came out one after another.

In just ten seconds, all the more than thirty barbaric dragons, all the weapons in their hands were actually off hand.

The shadow returned to Wenzilong before it was King Feng.

In his hands, more than thirty kinds of weapon regiments became a ball.

With a clatter, it was thrown on the ground.

Each of the more than thirty supreme powerhouses looked terrified and looked at the Wind King in disbelief.

Wen Zilong sneered and said, "Do you want me to kill a barbarian dragon, and your boss is willing to come out? In this case, King Feng, let's do it."

"you dare!"

Wen Zilong's voice had just dropped, and there was a burst of violent shouts, and suddenly came from the third floor of the building in front of him.

Then, a wild dragon descended from the sky.

When he landed, the bluestone-paved ground around his feet directly cracked a few cracks.

Wen Zilong Xiang's Wind King Road:

"Did you see that? This is the correct posture, handsome! Of course, it should be noted that this handsome should be consistent. Otherwise, if you are handsome for only three seconds, it will be embarrassing."

Wind King nodded seriously: "I see."

The barbaric dragon that fell from the sky saw the two guys ignoring themselves directly, and there was an unknown fire in their hearts.

Directly sentenced: "trespassing my mercenary regiment, wounding my brother, demolishing the statue, this crime, **** it!"

Saying that, a strong momentum in his body erupted directly.

The momentum of the mid-eighth stage made the snowflakes dancing in the air stagnate.

The snow on the ground was squeezed directly under this powerful pressure.

The wind king blew out a cloud of blood mist.

"Little Seventh Tier, dare to come to my mercenary group to slash!"

The supreme powerhouses around them, with a happy face on their faces.

In front of his head, no matter how strong he is, he must kneel.

But at this time, Wen Zilong smiled lightly.

The momentum of his body exploded quickly.

The momentum of the eighth-rank ultimate strongman, which pressed those seventh-ranking supreme strongmen, sprayed the haze.

puff--

puff--

puff--

For a time, it seemed that there were more than thirty groups of scarlet fireworks.

Those who are supreme and powerful are all looking changed.

"The Ultimate Strong!"

"It turned out to be the ultimate strongman!"

"So young, he turned out to be the ultimate strongman!"

The head of the group also changed slightly.

They are wild dragons and have a set of methods to observe their age.

Judging from this kid's face, he is only twenty years old.

It stands to reason that even a genius, at most, is a superpower.

Unexpectedly, his strength actually reached the ultimate strongman.

The ultimate strong man in his twenties, how perverted should this guy be?

However, even the abnormal talent, if it does not grow up, is still a ants.

With a trace of regret in his eyes, he looked at Wen Zilong:

"You think that you can challenge the ultimate mid-term at the beginning of the ultimate? Who gives you confidence?"

"Rejoice."

Wen Zilong replied.

The regimental leader no longer asked who Rejou was, the energy sword in his hand condensed out.

"Since you don't know what to do, let's die!"

With a long sword in his hand, he immediately struck Wenzi Dragon.

The eighth-order ultimate strongman is extremely fast.

Almost reached subsonic speed.

And Wen Zilong is one level lower than him, he has 90% confidence, kill Wen Zilong with a sword.

However, a very strange scene happened.

He stabbed with this sword, but the sword tip suddenly disappeared at an inch from Wen Zilong.

To be precise, it does not disappear.

He continued to stab forward, and the tip of the sword and part of the body disappeared quickly.

But the next moment, it appeared an inch in front of his throat.

He stabbed forward quickly, and the tip of the sword quickly thrust into his throat.

The speed of the two adds up, and the speed of the sword stab at him has reached more than 600 meters per second.

Even if he is the ultimate strongman, he cannot escape at all.

Even the reaction didn't come over, and the tip of the sword pierced his neck directly.

Ding--

With a soft bang, a defensive formation barbaric dragon stone was activated passively.

A layer of khaki skin suddenly appeared on the surface of his body.

This is one of his life-saving cards is activated.

He instantly retreated a hundred meters.

Then he touched his neck.

He felt a little relieved when he felt there was no wound on his neck.

And when he looked at Wen Zilong, his gaze was no longer as light as it was before half a point.

The expression became extremely dignified.

In the early stage of the eighth order, the opponent didn't even move his hand.

He pushed himself back.

And the skill that the other party used just now is the space skill.

Is this kid an empty disciple?

While he was thinking, Wen Zilong's figure disappeared instantly.

At the time of its appearance, it was already in front of the eighth-order mid-level powerhouse.

In the claws, the Fire Spirit Sword has already pierced the eighth-order mid-level strong.

The eighth-order mid-term powerhouse quickly wanted to avoid.

However, he suddenly discovered that he could not escape at all.

The space around him seemed to freeze.

At the same time, I felt the terrifying energy on the fire spirit sword.

In front of that terrifying energy, even his eighth-order mid-term powerhouse seemed so small.

At this moment, his eyes were full of despair and unwillingness.

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