Global high martial arts dead air panel

Chapter 229 The Second Anchor

"Old Wu, what are you mumbling about?"

After insulting Wu Kuishan, Li Changsheng turned around and sneered: "A bunch of brats are not even qualified to participate in the war. Are they staying here to deliver food to the cave?"

Wu Kuishan ignored Li Changsheng, who was in high spirits, turned to look at the dozens of people under the city wall, and said calmly: "What are you still standing here for? If you stay, remember not to leave the city."

Wu Chuan, who was not far away, smiled lightly and said: "You can't do anything, so don't die."

The next moment, Li Changsheng laughed loudly and said, "Here we go, it's time to go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several people shot out of the air like sharp swords. They were going to kill people today!

"kill!"

The war broke out instantly.

However, just when the four powerful men joined forces to attack one of the lords of Yaozhi City, Wu Kuishan's mental power suddenly moved.

The small crystal ball he had been protecting in his arms disappeared.

Huge coercion descended on the world along with the misty gray fog, and a bloody figure slowly walked out of it.

There was a faint smile on that handsome face, which had no trace of blood and was as plain as a piece of paper, and he politely said hello to all kinds of creatures around him.

In the gray fog, the smile on Guo Shengye's face really froze. If the shadow hadn't existed for a short time, he would have definitely taken the time to stop the old immortal's mouth.

Guo Shengye, who was far away in the Emperor's Hall, moved his fingers hanging by his side, then dropped them feebly.

"Ye, Ye King, didn't you leave the human race?"

Just when Li Changsheng expressed his high opinion, Guo Shengquan and three others arrived, as did Huang Jing, Liu Polu, and Lu Fengrou. They all stood aside looking at the strange scene.

Suddenly there was a hint of warmth in his frozen heart. The temperature was not too high to make him feel hot, but not too low so that he would not notice it. The temperature was just right for ironing.

Old guys like Zhang Tao are not dead yet, let them be the savior or something! They also want to do all these things! Stop harming the flowers of the motherland all day long!

Look at our poor principal, he's so wilted!"

"Wild King, the true king is not allowed to interfere in the battlefield below the true king, have you forgotten?!"

Then run away.

The old principal behind Guo Shengye suddenly raised his head and smiled: "No way."

"...What's going on?"

It's not that they didn't work hard enough, it was just that this student was too evil. In less than three years, he had already reached the top.

Wu Kuishan glanced at him indifferently and reminded: "Xiaoye can hear it."

"Good day, everyone."

This word was tailor-made for Li Changsheng.

Li Changsheng smacked his lips in dissatisfaction. People cultivate flowers by watering them with a small kettle, but people like Zhang Tao can just use a large water pipe to irrigate them. How can they prevent the flowers from wilting?

Wu Kuishan spread her fingers, held them, and interlocked them with a wry smile on his face.

She was very unwilling. If she was stronger, she could fight side by side with the students. If she was stronger, she could protect the students behind her, just like the students now protect them behind them.

"Wild King, aren't you afraid that the two royal courts will surround you? There will be no one in the Resurrection Land to help you then!"

The corners of his mouth raised for a moment, as if he were afraid of being discovered by someone, then he quickly smoothed them down, leaving no trace when he came and went, still as calm as ever.

Wu Kuishan saw that Guo Shengye's figure shrouded in gray mist seemed to pause for a moment, and then he raised the bamboo stick in his hand again. I don't know if this green bamboo stick had harvested too many people's lives, but it actually had a faint glow.

Layers of blood.

Just like he was standing on this battlefield, the attack containing majestic energy had no impact on him, and his figure did not even move.

As his words fell, the twelve Category Nines present were fixed in place, unable to even think of escaping.

The war in the Demon City Catacombs is still going on, or in other words, this is not a war, but a unilateral massacre.

"Damn it! Guo Shengye, I'm waiting in hell for you to betray your family and friends!"

The nine-level underground cavemen, who were originally outnumbered, stared at Wu Kuishan and the four of them, trying to intimidate them with a "you don't follow martial ethics" look.

Their principal has been completely ruined. Is it possible that Zhang Tao can compensate them with an identical principal?

The old man said firmly: "He will not betray his relatives."

Just when everyone present was finally about to see clearly who that person was, the blood on the figure quietly receded and returned to its original clean appearance.

He sighed softly: "What a rude and rude person."

Knowing that they had no hope of survival, the ninth graders in the underground cave cursed Guo Shengye one after another.

The second anchor appeared with the help of the cave.

When faced with death, his voice seemed particularly noisy, stalling for time, trying to gain a chance for himself.

What follows is like an elegant bloody feast, strolling on the battlefield, like the god of death coming, harvesting the lives of the enemies in front of you.

Really, he finally understood what it means that a dog cannot spit out ivory from its mouth.

"Seriously, is this kid really a little perverted?"

However, no matter whether it is a demon plant, a demon beast, or a human being, when they see such a polite resurrected warrior, their subconscious reaction is to throw their most powerful attack at him.

The sound of thump, thump, seemed to be mocking Guo Shengye's harsh words just now.

"Are you kidding..."

But the executioner himself turned a deaf ear, as if the smile carved on his face did not even change its arc, and he said in a brisk tone: "The voice of a weak person cannot be conveyed to my ears."

What I thought was a heroic battle to the death turned out to be an immersive limited-time viewing experience.

Guo Shengye gave his evaluation vaguely.

What a useless teacher.

Lu Fengrou clenched her fists and her nails dug into her flesh.

Guo Shengye hummed: "I just want to dump the mess on me and retire early."

Li Changsheng was amazed by what he saw. While watching the bloody blockbuster of the Eighteen Forbidden Periods, he poured energy liquid into his mouth.

Guo Shengquan asked quietly.

"An old man of..."

Li Changsheng said nonchalantly: "I know he can hear it, I just said it to him. Really, what are young people doing thinking so much all day long, and they are suppressing themselves in vain.

"You are a thorn in the side of all forces and a thorn in their flesh! Don't you know how to restrain yourself?!"

He said with emotion: "Long time no see."

"So we just watch like this?" Lu Fengrou frowned and snorted: "In the final analysis, the strength is still too weak."

Wu Kuishan coughed lightly and explained the current situation concisely.

It hooked the heart of the body, pierced the skin, and sunk deeply into the flesh, but it did not cause any pain.

Today, they are just like their peers who could only look at Guo Shengye's back, forever chasing but unable to stand side by side.

I'll try hard to see if I can write the third chapter

I don’t know if this year’s Spring Festival Gala is good or not.

Happy New Year!

(End of chapter)