Kill one person with the weapon spirit

As the man finished speaking, more than a dozen long-range attacks blasted towards Ma Xianhong.

Moreover, the power of these attacks is not weak, about one-third of the power of the black pipe long-range attack... or one-fifth? .

In addition, seven or eight strong fighters surrounded Ma Xianhong from all directions.

In terms of strength, it is probably about the same as the Iron Monkey, or maybe even a little weaker.

But unfortunately, they are no match for Ma Xianhong.

[The Devouring Beast] stood in front of Ma Xianhong, and all long-range attacks were directly sucked in.

Not only did it not cause any harm to Ma Xianhong, but it also gave him a surge of strength.

Then [Sky Crying and Roaring], the machine gun mouth-hitting mode was turned on again.

A series of puffs of air blew up the dozen or so Nadutong employees who attacked him and knocked them to the ground.

Then he moved the Soul-Shaking Bell in his hand, and immediately stopped the seven or eight guys who rushed over.

Ma Xianhong and Bai Ou joined forces and almost instantly took care of the guy who rushed up.

For a strong man like Ma Xianhong, a slight mistake can lead to a huge error. Those who are weaker don't even have the qualifications to go a few rounds in front of him. It's like an adult beating a child, and a slap can solve the problem.

However, this wave of attacks was also a burden for Ma Xianhong, who was already consuming huge amounts of energy.

His breathing quickened again.

The big-eyed scarred man's expression suddenly turned ugly. It was obvious that he was... very angry.

Then he turned around and shouted to Xiao Zizai and the others, "What are you looking at? Come on!"

He simply treated the five temporary workers as if they were the lowest-level employees and scolded them at will.

Hearing this, Xiao Zizai narrowed his eyes and a terrifying murderous aura emanated from him.

Wang Zhenqiu smiled even more brightly, but the long stick in his hand seemed to have changed direction.

Old Mencius was able to do his best to calm the primitive Gu in Zhang Chulan's body, but now he could only stand there and worry.

"It's all messed up. Damn it, Consultant Su, where the hell are you?"

Clarinet didn't say anything, but the oppressive aura he exuded gave people a feeling.

The feeling of "No strangers allowed, no idle talk."

At this time, Gao Erzhuang was already swearing in anger. It was a pity that the scarred man with big eyes could not see it at all because he didn't have a cell phone.

However, the cell phones of several other people kept ringing.

Just when the situation was about to explode.

"This boring farce should end!"

An infinitely indifferent and majestic voice came from the sky.

Everyone couldn't help but look up when they heard the sound. They saw the flawless full moon above the vast sky.

A dark golden ladder winds down, connecting heaven and earth.

Two figures, one in front and one behind, walked up the steps under the light of the bright moon, as if... a god had arrived!

Everyone who saw this scene opened their eyes wide with an expression of disbelief!

Who is this? The background effects are perfect!

Ma Xianhong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person coming, but he couldn't help but curse in his heart: "What a show-off!"

After a few breaths, the two of them had arrived above the crowd.

Only then did everyone see their faces clearly.

He was a young man wearing a silver-white mask, feather robe and star crown.

And a girl in white clothes with a cold face. The style of his clothes is very similar to his.

Nine Ministers and Nine Sorrows

Nine Ministers: Nine Songs on Jade Slips

Wang Zhenqiu was very responsive. He couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene.

"Strange, why does it feel so familiar?"

"Who are you? This is a company matter, anyone who's not here should stay away." The big-eyed scarred man was stunned at first, then seemed to react and said bluntly.

In his opinion, this is probably just like magic or tricks, all of which are meant to fool people.

After all, there are extraordinary people in this world. Although it seems that this magic has become a little powerful, it’s no big deal.

It’s a pity that he is not strong enough. Perhaps only someone at the level of the old master can see the horror of Wushang.

Chapter 125: Pushing Everywhere

Wu Shang looked down at this know-it-all employee and said indifferently:

"This boring farce can end now. Ma Xianhong... I, Jiuqing, will protect you!

I will discuss the rest with your high-level managers, you can leave now."

"Haha..." The big-eyed, scarred man laughed out of anger.

This action was not just the company's action, but a secret hint from some high-level Chinese officials.

Otherwise, how could so many experts be mobilized? The most important thing is that there is also an army.

This guy is actually just a pawn.

After he finished laughing, his expression turned gloomy.

Then he gave a cold order: "If you find any remnants of Biyou Village, capture them all. If they resist, kill them without mercy!"

Then he turned around and yelled at Xiao Zizai and the others, "What are you looking at? Hurry up. If you dare to let me go, don't blame me for sending you to jail for desertion when I get back."

The temporary workers who heard this suddenly became more aggressive. But judging from their looks, it was hard to tell who they were going to attack.

"Haha! As expected, there are always some people in this world who fear power but not virtue! In this case... Buddha, Five Finger Mountain"

Wushang raised his right hand and pressed lightly downwards.

Then, a golden Buddha's palm with a radius of nearly 100 meters slowly condensed in the air... and fell from the sky!

This huge Buddha's palm shone with golden light. It seemed to be real. Even the lines on the palm were clearly visible.

As the Buddha's palm fell, boundless golden Buddha light enveloped the hilltop.

But this seemingly peaceful and compassionate Buddha light seems to be extremely heavy!

Under the cover of Buddha's light, hundreds of Naduotong employees were subdued and not a single one was able to stand up.

It’s really watery!

As for the temporary workers...

Xiao Zizai's whole body glowed with golden light. He put his hands above his head. He barely stood up, but his feet sank deeply into the ground.

The same was true for the clarinet, except that he still had a little strength left.

Lao Meng... uh, just knelt down.

And Wang Zhenqiu...just fell! For some reason, this seemingly peaceful and compassionate Buddha's light seemed to have an extra strong control over him!

By the way, he was playing the role of the Monkey King Sun Wukong at that time.

The Five Finger Mountain suppresses the monkey...well, nothing wrong with that.

At this time, the big-eyed scarred man, although he was lying on the ground and bleeding from all seven orifices, still roared with a ferocious face: "No matter how strong you are, what can you do? We still have nearly a thousand aliens and five thousand elite soldiers at the foot of the mountain! No matter how strong you are, can you still fight against the army? I advise you to surrender honestly! Otherwise..."

Wushang chuckled!

"You want to... compete with me in terms of numbers? Jiuge..."

Yu Jian Jiuge gave Wu Shang a dissatisfied look and said angrily:

"Every time I wake up, it's always bad news! And you guys know where to go, right? You want to get beaten?

Then I will grant your wish."

Then Yu Jian Jiu Ge began to chant softly: "Holding Wu spears and wearing rhinoceros armor, chariots and wheels interlocked and short weapons engaged;

The banners cover the sun and the enemies are like clouds, arrows fly and soldiers compete for the lead...

As the Jade Slip Nine Songs continued to chant, a huge pressure began to slowly rise, a majestic, solemn, murderous and terrifying aura became stronger and stronger!

At some point, seven dark and deep cracks that looked like the gates to hell were opened.

Teams of blood-soaked heroes from hundreds of battles walked out in neat formations.

The first to come out was the Wei Wu Zu, wearing triple heavy armor, holding a halberd, a sword, and carrying a crossbow!

Next came the warriors wearing Mingguang armor and holding a 2-meter-long double-edged armor-piercing weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword, a knife but not a knife... the Mo Dao!

In addition... there are the Beiwei Army, the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, the Qihuo Army, the Qin Iron Eagle Warriors and so on!

As these famous elite troops from ancient times continued to pour in, they completely occupied this area in a short time.

These armies of heroes were in neat formation and had expressionless faces.

Looking at them, the people who know everything feel like a group of ants standing at the feet of a giant dragon. If they wake up the giant dragon a little, they may be reduced to ashes in the next moment.

That was an indescribable level of suppression!

As the troops continued to appear, Wushang's energy was being consumed like a dam bursting.

It took the power of 12 life gods for Wushang to support Yu Jian Jiuge and complete this move [Jiuge·Summoning the Gods]... [National Martyrdom]!

Then Wushang and Yujian Jiuge also fell from the sky.

The huge Buddha's palm has also disappeared.

But at this moment no one dared to move.

Wu Shang squatted in front of the scarred man with wide eyes and said with a smile: "Now, who has more people..."

"You..." The scarred man continued to shout.