Baa ~ ~
In the distance, the bleating of sheep could be heard. Most of the cattle and sheep in the breeding union had been mauled to death by the Ferals, and those that were still alive were greatly frightened, all of them shaking and crying out incessantly.
Killer Star's eyes were bulging beneath his golden mask as he stared at everything before him in disbelief.
What the heck?
What the heck?
He felt as if his eyes were going blind. A sports car could transform, and a doll could jump out of a bottle gourd?
"Illusion?
"Or … is this a special Extraordinary ability?"
Finally, he stopped shaking his belly with his True Qi, and opened his mouth to mutter hoarsely.
After muttering a few times, he suddenly raised his voice, his True Qi stirring as he stared at Jiang He and sneered, "It seems that you have awakened a superpower similar to a spirit illusion, and your awakening level is quite high to the point that it could affect me!"
"Fake, all of this is fake!"
The golden patterns on his palms shone once again, and he slapped his palm at Jiang He from the distance, a golden palm of True Qi tearing through the night sky as it shot towards Jiang He.
"Move aside, gramps. Let me!"
Wearing an orange dudou, Eldest Brother stepped forward and stood in front of Jiang He, his body rapidly expanding into a four-meter-tall giant. Weirdly, the dudou he was wearing did not burst, and instead enlarged along with him.
His muscles bulged as he swung his rice cooker sized fist, smashing the golden true energy palm print into pieces. Then, he sucked on his thick thumb and said with a silly smile, "Grandpa, am I fierce?"
"…"
Jiang He squeezed out a smile and said, "Awesome, awesome! My eldest grandson is the best!"
Killer Star's face dropped.
"Impossible!"
"I don't believe this is real!"
Bursting his True Qi to the limit, the black mist around him churning as he lunged at Jiang He.
Third Brother, who was wearing a yellow dudou stepped forward, yelling, "Watch me, gramps!"
His short body shone with golden radiance as he took Killer Star's eight palms head-on. Though he was forced back eight steps, he was completely fine.
Third Brother.
He had a head of bronze, a body of steel, and was impervious to all weapons!
Beside him, Second Brother retreated.
Being all-seeing, all-hearing, and resourceful, he did not join the fray, and instead assumed the role of commander, yelling, "Fourth Brother, fire!"
Fourth Baby stepped forward and opened its mouth to spit.
hetui！
A stream of flame spurted out.
"What the …"
Jiang He took a few steps back by reflex. The flames were so hot that they could melt steel.
Not to be outdone, Fifth Baby opened his mouth and spat out water.
Jiang He's jaw dropped as he muttered, "Not even a high-pressure water gun would dare to spray like that …"
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Killer Supremacy roared again and again. He had just used his Essential Qi to extinguish the flames that were charging at him when the stream of water hit his chest. He felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and his entire body was sent flying.
His eyes were a little dull.
What the hell was going on?
Isn't this a fake? Isn't this an illusion?
While he was in mid-air, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. He screamed and covered his buttocks …
A burning pain made his eyes bloodshot.
Killer Venerable landed on the ground and roared hysterically, "Who is it? Who ambushed me? "
As he spoke, he covered his buttocks with one hand.
"Hehe!"
There was a soft chuckle.
In the darkness, a child wearing a blue dudou appeared, his hand still in the posture of the Thousand-Year Kill.
It was Sixth Baby.
His power was invisibility, and he could come and go without a trace.
Jiang He's mouth twitched and he yelled, "Sixth Baby, fighting is fighting, but don't use those fancy tricks. Who taught you when you're just a kid?"
Killer Venerable felt like he was going crazy. He could not even muster up the will to fight, let alone kill Jiang He, and promptly turned to leave … but just as he took a step, he heard Jiang He yell, "Stop him!"
Thud, thud, thud!
The Transformer whose entire body was bright red and had a dazzling appearance strode forward, standing in front of Killer Venerable.
There was a tire on each of its arms and legs, and the tire on its right arm disintegrated and reassembled into a two-meter-long laser sword that flickered in red radiance. Its entire left arm, on the other hand, had turned into a six-barreled Vulcan cannon.
Ba-dump, b-dump, b-dump!!!
The six-barreled Vulcan cannon fired, its bullets leaving orange-red tongues of flame as they shot towards Killer Venerable.
The six-barreled Vulcan cannon was too powerful.
Its greatest advantage was its high rate of fire and high firepower density. It could fire 3,000 rounds in a minute. Even if ordinary bullets could not cause any harm to a Level Eight martial artist, Killer Venerable was still shot until he lost his temper. He kept retreating, and sparks flew in all directions from the genuine Qi defense shield that was covering his body.
What the hell!
Jiang He was stunned by the Transformer's skills.
It was the first time he had seen a laser sword and a six-barreled Vulcan cannon.
Killer Venerable was sent flying back again.
This time, the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers joined the fray, working with the Transformer to beat Killer Venerable's head and face until all his hair was singed!
"Jiang He!"
Killer Venerable bellowed in rage. He wanted to break out of the encirclement, but he could not.
The seven little bastards who had crawled out of the bottle gourd were not powerful and were at most rank-seven intermediate. However, their teamwork was flawless, and if Jiang He attacked one of them, the other six would swarm him.
As for the mecha warrior …
He would call it a mecha warrior for now, since Killer Venerable had never seen such a thing.
"What the hell is that thing?"
"Isn't it too tough?"
The Transformer's movements were clumsy, and he tried to break out of the encirclement.
However, he did not succeed even after several attempts. His Stone-Breaking Palm could split mountain rocks, but all it did was make a metallic clang when it landed on this thing. Still, Killer Venerable noticed an inkling.
It was as if …
That thing was controlled by Jiang He's voice.
Jiang He gave an order, such as' stop him '.
All it did was stop him.
And when Jiang He said 'hit him', he joined the fray.
Therefore …
A fierce glint shot out of Killer Venerable's eyes as he took a direct hit from Eldest Brother's rice cooker fist. Coughing blood, he charged toward Jiang He — he could escape if he killed Jiang He!
Kaboom!
The Demonic Qi around his body burst out completely as he charged his Sky Demon Arcanum to the limit, his palm turned into a claw and he clawed at Jiang He from the distance.
Jiang He's face dropped.
He had been standing in a corner, munching on qi pellets and eating carrots to watch the show, but now promptly charged Indestructible Diamond, drawing out his Dragon-Slaying Saber and slashing at the Demonic Qi palm.
Boom-crack!
A ten-meter thunder slash erupted.
Jiang He cut the Demonic Qi palm apart with three consecutive slashes, and barked, "Kids, surround him … eh?"
With several dull thuds, the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers turned into seven clouds of rainbow smoke and flew back to their own bottle gourds.
"Oh no!"
"No more energy!"
Jiang He's face dropped, and he could not help complaining, "They've been out in the sun for so many days, and yet they could only fight for ten minutes. Aren't the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers a little too much?"
Killer Venerable paused in his steps even as he lunged toward Jiang He, and soon laughed out loud.
He was laughing so wildly that his entire body felt comfortable, and the gloom of being ganged up on was swept away. "What other moves do you have now, Jiang He?" he asked smugly.
He strode toward Jiang He and said sinisterly, "Tell me, how do you want to die?"
Shiiing!
A sword light shot out from between Jiang He's brows, piercing Killer Venerable's chest.
Jiang He smiled faintly and said, "I, Jiang He, am a man of my word. Since I said I would visit your grave on this day next year, I would definitely do it!"
Ooom.
The sword light flew back, piercing through Killer Venerable's back along the way.
The smug look on Killer Venerable's face stiffened, and he lowered his head to look at his own chest, muttering, "Royal Swordsman!"
Blood was gushing out of his mouth.
With the dim light from the distant street lamps, he could even see his torn heart through the sword wound. His lifeforce was rapidly fading, his gaze unfocused, and his body fell stiffly backward.
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