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Wang Yan could clearly hear a crisp "pop" sound in his ears, and the "protective jade pendant" that had blocked many attacks for him exploded.

He didn't have time to feel heartbroken, and the impact force made him fly back faster. After passing seven or eight meters, his back hit a big tree heavily, and the leaves scattered all over the ground.

Wang Yan fell down against the tree, and his butt fell under the roots of the tree, and a trace of blood spilled out of his throat.

Just now, his life was really hanging by a thread. If Wang Yan's reaction and decision were a little slower, he would have been on the spot.

Golden Armored Corpse, A-level Monster! It's so terrible.

Wang Yan's heart was trembling. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and the leaves on his head. With a wave of his hand, the heavy hammer appeared out of thin air. The thick and cold hammer handle weighing 300 kilograms gave him a sense of security in his heart. He stared at the golden armored corpse general. A distance of seventeen or eighteen meters was wide, he saw that the golden armored corpse general also fell to the ground.

A depressed uranium armor-piercing bullet penetrated its armor and penetrated into his body. The ten-cm-long warhead, a small piece of the tail stuck to the golden armor.

This situation made Wang Yan's scalp numb. He thought that even if the depleted uranium armor-piercing bomb shot from the super sniper could not penetrate the body of the golden armor corpse, it would at least cause him a considerable damage. But in this situation, he obviously overestimated the power of the super sniper.

"Young man, I haven't been injured for decades." The golden armored corpse pressed his hand on his chest, and the armored bullet was pulled out inch by an invisible force, and finally fell into his palm. He grinned coldly at Wang Yan. "It depends on your age. You are not as strong as a third-rate, and various means and spiritual equipment are emerging one after another."

Wang Yan's heart was slightly relieved. He was willing to speak and communicate, and he might have room for reciprocity. He hurriedly bowed and said politely: "My younger generation, Wang Yan, the East China Branch of the National Bureau of China, has seen Senior Jin." This golden armored corpse has lived for countless years and has made many contributions to the country and the people. It is not an exaggeration to call him Senior.

"If you hadn't seen that you were from the National Bureau of Fiatum, would you still be able to stand and speak?" The golden armored corpse sneered. He raised his hand and the armor-piercing bullet in his palm shot out and hit the tree behind Wang Yan. "Bang!" He hugged the thick tree pole and was drilled out of a transparent pit with a head size, and broken wood exploded around.

Wang Yan's heart was terrified, his scalp was a little numb. The strength of the A-level strongman is really terrible. There is a huge gap between level and level b. However, the gap between level b and level a seems to be even bigger. His treasures are super sniper and special bullets, and they are still quite intimidating against level b-level strongman. But facing such a terrifying level A-level strongman, they are weak like a toy slingshot in the hands of a child.

"I don't care what crime the corpse boy committed. He is now holding the 'Xuanzi Relic'. He is the acting leader of my Xuanzi Sect." The Jinjiao Corpse warned with a serious expression, "The State Council wants to arrest him and kill him. I have to pass the book first..."

He had only said halfway through his words, and his face suddenly changed. He turned around and turned into a golden light and galloped away. In just a few seconds, a roar of corpse made the entire Xuanzi Valley tremble faintly.

Wang Yan felt that his whole body was soaked in sweat, his whole body was wet, and his legs were a little weak. The gap in strength was too big, and the feeling of powerlessness was like a child facing a strong adult.

"Squeak~" The little ferret with fine white hair and pink and tender hair rushed into Wang Yan's arms like lightning, and his voice was chirping anxiously. He seemed to be blaming Wang Yan for why he threw it away at a critical moment.

Wang Yan hugged the little ferret and murmured with a pale face: "It depends on the situation that Sister An Ge should have taken action. I hope she will succeed. Otherwise, we will have great trouble this time." Putting away the warhammer, Wang Yan hugged the little ferret all the way back.

...

Downstairs of the Xuanzi Sect’s house sign.

The dark sky continued to cover a radius of dozens of meters.

He reached out and saw his five fingers, and his divine thoughts were detecting the dark sky that was greatly restricted. The corpse boy rushed left and right in an extremely embarrassed manner, but he could not escape the territory of the dark sky, and he could not get rid of the Wuya Ange who was like a maggot attached to his bones.

Compared to dark assassins like Wuya Ange, the corpse boy is not good at fighting with me and can only rely on the miserable green dark flames lingering around him. In just ten seconds, he had suffered several life and death disasters, and his wounds were bleeding everywhere on his childlike body.

If it weren't for his strong strength, if it weren't for his rich combat experience, facing the entangled and forced killing of Wuya Ange, he would have died many times long ago.

A dark scorpion tail fell silently from the head of the corpse boy, and the sharp and cold poison needle showed no trace in the darkness.

At the critical moment, a hint of horror flashed through the corpse boy's heart, and he raised it back and fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

The scorpion tail pierced into the bluestone ground like lightning, causing gravel to fly across the sky.

Through the faint green light of the dark flame, the corpse boy looked at the dark and thick scorpion tail between his legs, and the whole body was soaked. It was almost, and it was almost gone. Although with his childlike physique, the little Ding Ding was useless, it was not very useful. But the meaning of that was different...

A cold light stabbed the vital heart of a corpse boy like a meteor in the dark sky. When the dagger teared the air, it made a gloomy scream like a poisonous snake.

Woya Ange, wearing a tight black leather jacket and a graceful and convex figure, appeared in front of him in a hazy way. Her eyes were slightly scarlet and a fierce charm appeared on the corners of her mouth.

"It's over!" The corpse boy felt the terrifying danger, his heart was filled with terror and full of anger. "I didn't expect that my corpse boy had a miserable life and finally got the 'Xuan Zi Relic'. He was about to make a big fortune, but he died in the hands of a woman. He was unwilling to give up, so he was really unwilling to give up."

At this moment.

"Ao~"

A thick and domineering roar of corpse resounded throughout the valley. It made the roof tiles of the building tremble. An ancient general wearing golden armor and holding two golden spears fell from the sky.

He speared a golden spear, and a ray of golden light pierced into the rich dark sky like lightning, and the target pointed directly at the venomous dagger.

"clang!"

A sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

The huge impact force shocked Wuya Ange to retreat seven or eight steps. Her dagger flew out of her hand, and she swirled in the air, and inserted it into the archway pillar with a "duh".

"Random!" With a roar like a bell, the golden-armored corpse landed next to her with extraordinary momentum, and her feet stomped on the bluestone ground burst.

He punched her in the belly.

"Dong!"

With a dull sound, Wu Ya'an flew backwards for more than ten meters with his body in song, and his back hit the wall of the Xuanzi Sect building complex, and the blue brick wall fell down.

The originally rich dark sky was broken and disappeared in an instant. The corpse boy saved his life and glanced at him in a daze. His terrified expression gradually turned into a rampant look, "Hahaha, Uncle Jin is back just right, this stinky bitch is dead!"

The golden armored corpse was about to put away his fist and glanced at him coldly.

"Cough cough!" Wu Ya'ange struggled with his lower abdomen, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, his face was as sad as gold paper. His expression was sad and his eyes were fierce and he stared at the corpse boy from afar.

It was one step away, and it was only one step away to take the life of the murderous demon and avenged Sun Shu.

She felt unwilling and was burning with anger. She staggered, but she walked forward step by step with great determination. Drops of blood fell on the ancient ground at the gate of Xuanzi Sect, splashing eye-catching blood flowers.

"Stop!" The golden-armored corpse shouted angrily, "I have already shown mercy on the punch just now. If you dare to take a step forward, I will definitely not let it go."

Wu Ya'ange ignored his words, hid his dagger behind the willow's waist, and stared at the corpse boy with his eyes fixed on the corpse, moving forward step by step.

This is the real murderer who cruelly killed Sun Shu. He was right in front of him, only one step away from him, only one step away from him to kill him. Damn, so hateful!

"I asked you to stop, didn't you hear it?" The golden corpse looked annoyed, and the golden spear was carrying the two feet of gold spear and was unable to breathe it out, wanting to take action.

"Uncle Jin, hand, show mercy." The Taoist staggered forward and stood in front of Wuya Ange, begging in a trembling voice, "She is a colleague of the non-bureau of our country. If Uncle Jin kills her, my Xuanzi Sect will probably be listed on the list of treasons and disappear from now on."

In a short time, the Taoist corpse seemed to have exhausted all his energy and energy, with a haggard face, white hair, and dull eyes without any spirit.

The Golden Armored Corpse hesitated for a moment and stopped.

"Treason? Hehehe~" the corpse boy shook his shoulders and laughed wildly, "Junior brother, junior brother, you are so naive. This sect leader has killed Sun Shu, the general of Guofei Bureau, and committed the great crime of Huaxia. Do you think that the style of Guofei Bureau will let me go? Since that's the case, what's the difference between killing one more person and killing one less person?"

"You..." The Taoist corpse pawn paused in shame and heartache, "Senior brother, I have no objection to being the sect leader. But if you do this, you will put our sect in a place of doom."

"Is it impossible to get rid of the doom?" The corpse boy smiled sinisterly, full of crazy and confident expressions. "I'm afraid it may not be! This sect leader has been living abroad for seventy years and has long left a certain foundation. In the hands of this sect leader, Xuan Zi Sect will definitely be carried forward overseas and passed on for generations! What can the sect leader do? The world is so big, it's not their turn to cover the sky with one hand."

"Senior brother, are you crazy?" The old Taoist corpse expression was dull and uneasy. While blocking Wuya'an Ge, he shouted angrily, "Our Xuanzi Sect has been rooted in China for generations and belongs to China. How can you do this!"

"Why not? My Xuanzi Sect made many contributions to China, but in the end I got it was a brand of 'national cultural relics protection unit'." The corpse boy's grinning voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes were somber and sinister, "Junior brother, for the sake of your reminder of me to attack me just now, Brother Yu gave you another chance. If you kill this girl, make a letter of fame, and follow me to create a future together. Otherwise, you can go to the underworld with this girl."
Chapter completed!