Chapter 813: Asan is here

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Late at night, Provincial City International Airport.
A plane landed and several Asan caught in the crowd and walked down.
Leading is an old monk, tall and thin, withered like firewood, followed by two men in black suits.
The old monk glanced around and frowned, "That guy named Tang Hao, is here?"
"Yes, we have investigated. He is currently in the city!" said a man behind him.
"well!"
The old monk nodded slightly, "Go and slaughter him, don't waste time!"
The two led him and stepped out of the airport. There was already a car waiting outside. When the three people got into the car, the driver started the car and drove out.
After a while, the car got on the highway and drove towards the city.
After a while, the old monk said: "What big array, where?"
The driver turned back and said, "It's not far from the front. Is it really okay? The Holy Master? I heard that this magic circle is very powerful. Someone once broke through and all failed."
The old monk sneered and said disdainfully: "What kind of method, just fool those wastes, how can a real expert like me be blocked."
"Aren't you talking about it, was that guy made this magic circle, and with that sort of thing, how could it be possible to make something powerful."
When the three thought about it, it was really true, and they immediately felt relieved.
The driver stepped on the accelerator and speeded up, heading towards the city.
A few minutes later, the car drove a sign.
The old monk's face slightly changed, but he noticed that there was a sudden invisible force squeezing from all around him, trying to squeeze him back.
"Humph!"
The old monk snorted contemptuously, his figure trembling slightly, and then he swelled with vigour, shocking the force of squeeze.
The car continued to drive smoothly.
"Haha! Sure enough garbage! It took me half the effort, and it won't work!"
The monk was proud.
The three men immediately showed their reverent colors and patted their ass.
"It's worthy of being a saint, just amazing!"
The old monk smiled and became more proud.
But at the next moment, the smile on his face froze, and his eyes glared, and they almost protruded.
Around him, the force of squeezing instantly skyrocketed dozens of times, just like mountains and rivers, madly surging, extremely violent.
He was shocked and flew backwards by this force, and the back seat was completely deformed and sunk into it.
This car also flew with it, crossed an arc, and flew straight out of the highway. After landing, it also rolled several times, and the whole car was deformed.
The three men's heads were bleeding, and some were groggy.
And the old monk was also dizzy.
When he recovered, there was unbelievable and terrifying looks on his face.
What happened to that force just now?
How could it be so strong?
"No! Impossible! It must be my illusion!" He murmured, his face turned a little bit green.
He said everything, and said that he would break the battle, and then slaughter the guy. If he couldn't break the battle, wouldn't he lose his old face?
He reached out his hand, tore the car directly, and got out of the car.
"Shit, I don't believe it, I can't make you break!" He looked at the city and hated.
At this time, the three also got out.
"Holy Master, just now... what's going on?"
"Haha! It's nothing, just a little accident! You are waiting, I will break this while!" He smiled awkwardly and walked forward.
After a few steps, it began to accelerate, and a light radiated from the dry skin.
This kind of ascetic monk is a body, and the most powerful is the body. The best way to break the battle is to strike.
He kept accelerating, his figure was electric, and he ran into the big formation.
"Holy Master!"
The three stood aside, shouting excitedly, cheering.
That figure rushed into the range of the large array, and kept on advancing.
"Wow! The Master is so powerful!" The three men showed their admiration again.
But then, the figure paused, as if it had fallen into a quagmire. At the next moment, he rose into the air, and Biu flew out with a sound.
what--!
The old monk exclaimed.
He flew a few hundred meters away, and then face down, fell to the ground, and fell into a bite.
The three men froze, their mouths wide open.
It took a while for them to react and rushed up quickly.
"Holy Master, are you okay!"
"Haha! It's okay, how could it be! I'm very good!" The old monk climbed up hard, smeared the mud on his face, and grinned broadly.
Under my heart, it was embarrassing.
Damn, why is this so powerful! The situation seems a bit wrong!
He began to drum in his heart, and he regretted that he was so full of words.
However, after all the words were spoken, what else could he do?
"It was an accident just now, I will come again."
He took a deep breath and continued to rush forward.
Then, biu—!
He flew, faced the ground again, and fell down.
I am Nima! Why is this breakout so powerful! Also, how come face-to-face, I have hatred against you!
"Haha! It was really just an accident!"
Looking at the three men, he was a little embarrassed, his old face flushed.
He felt that his first name was to be explained here.
"Shit, I don't believe it!"
As soon as he gritted his teeth, he went on.
biu!
biubiubiu!
In the night sky, there are constantly dark shadows.
Time and time again, each time facing the ground, and flying farther than once.
The old face was almost swollen.
Aside, the three men stood there with a dull face.
At the beginning, they would exclaim a few times, but now, they are numb, and their eyes continue to toss and fall with the figure, repeating again and again.
Every time they saw their face hitting the ground, they felt tight in their hearts, only to feel that it was really miserable.
Looking at them, they all couldn't bear to watch.
"Holy... holy teacher, either... or... take a break!" said one in a whisper.
The old monk got up from the ground, rubbed his swollen face, and refused eloquently: "Do you want me to give up! Hmm! How can you give up the word in the man's dictionary."
"You guys! Too weak!"
After he finished speaking, he turned around smartly, and then rushed towards the big formation.
The three were still a little moved, but then, with the sound of biu, the figure flew high.
This time, the fly was very high and very far, and then, in that familiar posture, it fell down.
Boom!
The ground shuddered a bit and hit a big pit.
This time, he didn't stand up again, his eyes were pale, his face was smashed, buttocks up, and he fainted.