Doomsday Rise

"Go to hell!"

The leader of the Black Tiger Gang roared, and the whole person disappeared, turning into a wild beast, a hundred-meter-long black giant tiger, looking up to the sky and roaring. The sound waves spread in circles, and buildings in all directions turned into dust, which was extremely terrifying.

In the distance, the Huangsha Gang, the Thirteenth Group, the Blood Demon Society and others who saw this scene all changed their minds, but——

"Little tricks!"

The chubby old man didn't even look at him. He slapped his hand down, and with a flash of red light, Black Tiger fell into pieces. The leader of the Black Tiger Gang showed his original shape, but it was already incomplete. His head, body, hands and feet were just divided into six pieces. Scattered on the ground, dead as hell.

"All members of the Black Tiger Gang kneel down and surrender. Rao Er will not die!" The chubby old man said it casually, as if I say mine and you do yours, whether you like it or not.

"Avenge the gang leader!" As a force second only to several major families, the Black Tiger Gang is still bloody. Although the members were shocked by the old man's terrifying strength, they were not frightened and rushed forward screaming.

The sword energy breaks through the air and destroys everything. The sword is as bright as a drill, dozens of feet long, the arrows are like rain, and the speed is like meteors... The Black Tiger Gang can develop so big, not only by the strength of the gang leader, but also by the gold level within the gang. There were as many as six masters, and all six of them took action at the same time, causing the waves of energy to surge. The street could not bear it, and the buildings on both sides collapsed.

"It's so reckless!"

The old man shook his head gently, and took out his hand with a trace of regret. The palm stretched out from the sleeve became as red as blood at some point, as if it was about to drip out. A palm fell, covering the sky and the sun.

"What happened?" The masters in the east, west and north of the city suddenly looked to the south of the city with shocked expressions. The sky suddenly turned blood-colored, exuding a heart-stopping aura. Although the stay was short-lived, the strong evil aura stayed in everyone's mind.

In the south of the city, everyone in the Blood Demon Society, the Thirteenth Group, and the Huangsha Gang were all cold, their hearts seemed to have stopped beating, and their faces were full of horror. The six masters disappeared, replaced by six pools of blood. The six gold-level masters couldn't even get close to the old man, and they only let out a short, short cry full of extreme fear.

On the street, the members of the Black Tiger Gang seemed to have used the immobilization technique, maintaining a charging posture. The expressions on their faces were as ugly as they could be. Should they continue to move forward or retreat? Move forward, that is courting death, the gang leader and the six gold-level

The masters were all slapped to death. If they rushed forward, they probably didn't deserve a slap.

Retreat, if the old man wants to kill them, they have no chance to retreat.

Plop——

Plop,

Plop, plop...

When the old man looked over, he didn't know who could not help it first. His knees softened and he knelt down. Then the others seemed to have found a solution and knelt down in unison, making the sound of their knees colliding with the ground.

"Boys can be taught!" The old man smiled and slowly looked in the direction of the Blood Demon Society, the Thirteenth Group, and the Huangsha Gang, "What about you, do you still want me to call you?"

"Senior, you have fallen in love with Chengnan. I will quit immediately and will never stay!" The leader of the Huangsha Gang is a big man with a beard. Before this, he never thought that one day he would admit defeat so simply. .

The Huangsha Gang has more than five hundred members. No matter where they are placed, they are a powerful force that no one dares to underestimate. But in front of the old man, he didn't feel safe at all, not to mention that the old man was not alone, and there was an ancient carriage behind him.

The old man is riding on a horse. What does this mean? It means that the identity of the person in the carriage is higher than that of the old man. The old man was so powerful, and the people in the carriage were even more powerful, so he put down his dignity and saved his life.

"You thought you were buying groceries and you were bargaining!" The old man smiled coldly. When the leader of the Huangsha Gang had a bad premonition, his eyes suddenly turned blood red, and the world turned into a space of blood. He was immersed in blood and could not move. , watching his body being squeezed by blood, blood spurting out from the seven orifices, followed by the internal organs, and then the crackling sound of broken bones, and finally the consciousness disappeared and he died.

There was deathly silence in the south of the city. The leader of the Huangsha Gang was slightly less powerful than the Black Tiger Gang, but he was still at the peak of the golden realm, but in front of the old man, he was like a fly, killed with one slap.

The gap between the two sides is too big.

Plop, plop, plop...

Before the old man could speak, the members of the Huangsha Gang knelt down one after another. It was completely dark, and everyone's face was full of fear. The old man's strength exceeded their imagination, and they couldn't even think of hatred.

"I have met senior, junior Yao Xiaoye, from Tianfo Temple, my father is monk Yao. I didn't mean to offend senior, I really don't know the south of the city

It is the territory of the seniors, otherwise the juniors will never dare to have ideas, and I hope the seniors will let the juniors go because they are ignorant. "The leader of Group 13 is a handsome young man. Even if he didn't say he was from Tianfo Mountain, no one would have cared. After he protected his identity, everyone saw that his posture and voice really had a Buddhist flavor. .

This is a very mysterious feeling.

"Tianfo Temple!" A look of surprise flashed across the face of the chubby old man. Others didn't know Tianfo Temple, but he was very familiar with it and had dealt with it several times. The group of bald donkeys usually don't go down the mountain, but every time they do, something bad happens.

After pondering for a while, the old man said to Yao Xiaoye: "You don't have to kneel down!"

"Senior, these people are all my brothers!" Yao Xiaoye said hurriedly.

"Do you want to bargain with me too?" The old man's face darkened.

"That's not what I meant, this junior. I'm just thanking my senior for not killing me!" Yao Xiaoye smiled very reluctantly. The members of Group 13 felt the murderous look in the old man's eyes, and with a pop, they all knelt down.

"I have met my senior, junior Zhou Zhiwei, from the Blood Evil Island of the Seventy-Two Islands -" Before the leader of the Blood Evil Association could finish his words, he was slapped to death by the old man. He only heard the old man say impatiently, "What a cat and a dog." Do you dare to have a relationship with me?"

Yao Xiaoye felt excited in his heart and felt lucky for no reason. He has heard of the Seventy-Two Islands overseas. Their foundation is not as good as Tianfo Temple, but they are extremely powerful and occupy a large area overseas. Anyone who goes to sea must visit the docks of the Seventy-Two Islands, otherwise, they will die without knowing how.

Judging from the old man's nonchalant look, his identity must be far beyond the Seventy-Two Islands, which made him very puzzled as to what kind of organization it was and its background was so big. Suddenly something moved in his heart, and he looked at the carriage again. On the corner of the carriage's curtain, an inconspicuous symbol in blood-stained white clothes loomed in the wind. For a moment, his whole body was shaken, and he almost screamed in horror.

Blood Clothes Cult!

Huge happiness enveloped him, and he felt as if he had just missed death. No wonder the old man acted without any scruples. The Blood Clothes Sect is a sect that dares to make enemies of the world, so the Seventy-Two Islands are naturally not looked down upon by them.

Zhou Zhiwei died, and his men instantly lost their fighting spirit. With a pop, they all knelt down.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, then exhaled and said loudly: "For robbery, take out all the valuable things on your body, leaving nothing behind."

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