Chapter 2369: Mist

Xiahou Weiyang glanced at him lightly, and didn't take him as if he hadn't seen him.
The white-haired old man's face sank, and his eyes stared coldly at Xiahou Weiyang, a flash of playfulness flashed across his face.
Waiting for him to speak, a middle-aged man next to him sneered arrogantly and said: "Which Zhenguo Wuhou, if we can't handle something that is not possible, we need to ask us to take action."
"Hey, I can't say that. Although the strength is a little worse, after all, people are the founders of the founding country. As long as they lie on the historical merit book and enjoy the admiration of all people, where can they get their hands."
Someone squeezed his eyebrows.
"No way, we are toiled, unlike others, catching up with a good time."
"Hush! You talk nonsense, be careful, it really angered the old man of Zhenguo Wuhou, be careful to wear small shoes for you all."
"Hey, it's impossible. People are martial princes in the country. They are still unparalleled princes. Where will they care about our backs?"
"The back wave of the Yangtze River pushes the front wave, the front wave ... Ha ha."
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A group of people in the arsenal, you said one thing to me, sneered at Xiahou Weiyang, and did not hide the jealousy in the eyes.
Even if Xiahou Weiyang was a leader of Qigong, he was baffled by the green muscles of his forehead, his face flushed red, his fists clenched tightly, and his knuckles were slightly whitened by the force.
The white-haired old man saw Xia Houwei's frightened three Buddhas born, and a glorious smug smile flashed in his eyes.
He wished that Xiahou Weiyang couldn't help but take the shot, then he could justly justify the shot and teach this Zhenguo Wuhou.
If you can trample the faith-like existence of Wuhou on your feet, not only can you wash away the shame of the past, but you can also severely crack down on the prestige of the Guo Shifu to promote the reputation of the arsenal.
Maybe, then, the arsenal can take the place of Guo Shifu and become the belief-like existence of the Divine State.
"To shut up!"
Ding Ning narrowed his eyes slightly, staring coldly at these villainous guys, the anger in his heart rose suddenly, and screamed loudly.
Although he did not know why the people in the arsenal did not deal with Xiahou Weiyang, he knew that the people of the Guofu were truly people with nostalgia and devotion to the country all their lives. No one is allowed to be defiled and insulted.
Xiahou Weiyang's strength is not enough to deter them, and he takes his own humiliation. He has to take into account the overall situation before he has to suffocate tolerance, but he will not get used to them.
In this world, there are not many people who can be respected from the heart, but the three elders of Guoshifu are absolutely among them. He will never allow anyone to trample on the dignity of Guoshifu.
The scene instantly fell into deathly silence, and dozens of arsenal strongmen concentrated their eyes on him, with a shock, amazement and doubt in their eyes.
They are strong arsenals, at least they are demigods, and even the country has to be polite to them, and only after asking their conditions can they be invited.
Didn't I see that Xiahou Weiyang, the town-state martial artist, would have to swallow his face in the face of their cynicism and irony? Did this kid eat the bear heart leopard gall? Dare to let them shut up.
"Boy, who are you, do you have anything to say here?"
The grey-haired old man asked dullly.
"Boy, do you know who we are? I dare to talk to us like this, the ignorant are fearless."
The middle-aged man standing next to the white-haired old man said shamelessly, if it were not under the eyes of everyone, to obey the rule that the warrior cannot shoot against ordinary people, he had already slapped this thick boy who did not know the sky and earth into a pool It's muddy.
"How about your lord? Hurry and yell your lord, kneel and kowtow to make a guilt, maybe we will forgive you."
"Kneel down
, I do not know the little hybrid of Zunbei, really looking for death. "
"MD, it seems that my arsenal is still too low-key, and the little cubs who don't know where they jumped out dared to yell at us."
"Boy, quickly kneel down and apologize, maybe we will consider not involving your family, otherwise, destroy your Nine Clan."
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A group of strong arsenals have a bad look, and they all clamor.
"Just my Nine Clan? You have to say it again."
Ding Ning's eyes were sharp, and he stared at the middle-aged man with the thickest lip, the most screaming, with an undisguised murder in his eyes.
The middle-aged man with thick lips shuddered, feeling as if he was being stared at by a horrible monster that was eaten by a person, trembling with his body, his lips were choking for a long time, and his eyes fluttered for a long time. color.
This terrible momentum, he had only felt from the strongest in the arsenal, so that he felt trembling from the soul.
"Hu Daniu, wouldn't you be frightened by this forced boy? Why didn't you dare to put a fart."
A gray-haired middle-aged man next to him didn't know what happened to Hu Daniu, mocking and teasing.
"Haha!"
Everyone immediately laughed and laughed at Hu Daniu. They didn't think Hu Daniu was scared, only when he was angry.
Hu Daniu is also a face-to-face person. Although he realizes that Ding Ning may not be as simple as it seems on the surface, when he thinks that this is the first time Arsenal has come out to perform tasks, there are so many companions beside him. Can you withstand so many people working together?
Thinking of this, he immediately emboldened and shouted angrily: "Little bastard, I want to punish your Nine Clan, can you ..."
puff!
Before the words fell, Hu Daniu felt that the colorful luster flashed in front of him, and his neck suddenly hurt, and he saw a headless corpse sprayed with blood arrows outward, and fell to the ground with a puff.
Hey, this headless corpse looks familiar, as if it were his own body. Before he could figure out what was going on, he was black and completely lost consciousness.
At the scene, the bird was silent, and fell into deathly silence again.
Everyone's eyes were squinting round, and they watched incredulously as Hu Daniu's body separated. A head flew up in the air and fell to the ground. He grumbled and rolled, just stopped rolling with his face up, and the eyes of a pair of open bosses were still confused. Confused, it seemed that he couldn't understand what was going on.
The white-haired old man's eyes shrank violently, staring at Ding Ning, his face unprecedentedly dignified, and said coldly: "I didn't expect the old man to look away. Your Excellency is really a good way."
"If the arsenals are all of your kind, you can only use guns, you don't have to die, just get out."
Ding Ning carried his hands on his back and said coldly without expression.
Originally, because of the relationship between the Wu family ancestors, this arsenal did not have any good feelings, not to mention Xiahou Weiyang had previously told him in detail about the origin of the Wuku. These people eat the country, drink the country, and enjoy the most Good resources, but when the country needs them, they have to mention various conditions before agreeing to shoot, which makes him even more disliked by the arsenal of white-eyed wolves.
But after all, the arsenal is the essence of Shenzhou. If they do n’t provoke themselves, he is too lazy to trouble them.
But these arsenals not only aimed at Xiahou Weiyang when they came up, but also planned to trample on the dignity of the Guoshi Mansion. They also dared to threaten him with the Nine Clan and completely violated his power. Naturally, he would not have any soft hands to kill.
If these people know something interesting, if they do n’t, he does n’t mind killing them, and teach them how to be human.
Xiahou Weiyang's eyes flashed with worry, although he was moved, he knew that Ding Ning was starting out for himself
However, after all, the arsenal was sent by the state to deal with the matter. Before the foreign enemy was eliminated, Ding Ning had a conflict with the arsenal first, which is not a good thing.
Preparing to step forward to do peacemaker, after all, when the conflict continued to intensify, he was pulled by Ye Qingxuan and shook his head slightly at him.
This made Xiahou Weiyang stunned and immediately responded. Ye Qingxuan had been controlling the array of eyes. Now that he appeared beside him, he obviously had given up control of the large array, which meant that the mist would soon dissipate, in the temple. People are about to get out of trouble, and the arsenal has no time to find Ding Ning for the time being.
"presumptuous……"
Although the white-haired old man was shocked by Ding Ning's strange means, he didn't even find out how Hu Daniu was killed, but he was scolded by Ding Ning in public, making him unable to hold an old face. The miraculously roaring roar was about to take a good lesson and lesson. When Ding Ning, a strong coercive pressure came suddenly behind him, which surprised him and turned his head away in awe.
I saw the mists of the sky and did not know when to dissipate. A group of powerful men exuding terror and coercion gathered together, just looking at them like a dead man.
The white-haired old man's muscles were tight, and his old eyes flashed with unprecedented dignity.
He had n’t put the people in the temple in front of the dragon king before, because he felt that there could not be so many demigods in this world except the arsenal, and he thought that the dragon king was exaggerating, so it was a pair. Unforgettable.
But at the moment, when he really confronted the people in the temple, he knew he was wrong, and the Dragon King was not exaggerated at all. These people are not very strong, but strong and ridiculous.
Especially the two headed, even he has a sense of impenetrability, which made his regretful intestines green, if he knew that the enemy was so strong, he would not rush to discuss the errand.
"kill!"
God's face was ugly, his eyes flickered with coldness, and he waved his hand without hesitation.
He wanted to kill everyone to kill his mouth, and then made great achievements on his own. But he was trapped by the bewilderment, and let those ants escape more than half. The strategy of killing people and killing his mouth would definitely not work.
So, when the mist finally dissipated, after seeing the white-haired elders and other semi-god-level strong men, they subconsciously thought that they were the ghosts they were engaged in, and their anger was nowhere to vent, so that he did not even have the mood to speak the scenes, directly Ordered.
"kill!"
Everyone in the shrine looked gloomy, screaming without hesitation, and rushed at the arsenal.
The white-haired old man saw that the two strongest men, Shenyi and Leiyi, didn't move. He felt a little calm in his heart, and he couldn't care about finding Ding Ning to settle the account. He screamed angrily: "Fight with them."
Ding Ning's mouth twitched, his heart secretly defamated, Nima, are you here to make fun? People shouting and killing are so imposing, you yell directly at them to fight with them, and it starts to show weakness before it hits.
However, he did not have any affection for the arsenal. Of course, they would not control their life and death. Instead of rushing with the arsenal, they pulled Xiahou Weiyang and Ye Qingxuan back quickly to avoid them being affected by the aftermath of the battle.
As for the rest and Longyi, there is no need for him to ask, these two girls have the power of peerless demigods, if anyone dare to provoke them without long eyes, then ask for blessings.
Looking at the devastating power of a group of demi-gods, Xiahou Weiyang's eyes flashed a dark color. Although the former arsenal's speech was unpleasant, he stabbed his biggest weakness.
I thought that the breakthrough of the sage, the name of the martial law of the country can be deserved, but he was deeply hit in front of this group of demigods.
His martial artist was as weak as a baby, and even the aftermath of the battle would make him crush his bones and die without a burial ground, let alone kill the enemy.