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Chapter three hundred and ninety-ninth writing a letter(1/2)

Five top mutants had very serious expressions.

This monster-like human is too stressful.

"superior!"

The top mutants in the City of Light spoke, and suddenly, these loyal guards rushed forward.

A contemptuous look flashed in Zhan Lang's eyes: "Now, I will let you see the difference between me and you."

Zhan Lang stood there, and suddenly, the light shone brightly.

A powerful shock wave rushed around with him as the center.

"ah!"

"Does go!"

On the city wall, many mutants' eyes were bleeding, and some even lay on the ground.

Zhan Lang seriously injured many mutants in just one round of attack.

The escort team composed of these brigade captains is not in good condition now.

In this round of attack, they were seriously injured, both lightly and severely.

This is the first round of attacks in Zhanlang.

Judging from Zhan Lang's appearance, he seemed to have not yet completed his full strength.

"If you don't break the third level, you will be an ant after all." Zhan Lang's eyes were full of disdain.

In his eyes, these five top mutants are like second-level junior brothers in his sect, and even worse.

He is the peak of the fourth level, and it is no problem to erase ordinary third level, not to mention these wastes that are equivalent to second level or first level.

Without much force, he could surround and kill the main combat power of the City of Light one by one.

"Now, do you know the difference between us?" Zhan Lang looked at Xu Jun, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

"It's indeed a big gap." Xu Jun sighed.

If you don't meet a tutor.

I am afraid that if the world is given ten thousand years of time to develop, the twelve holy cities will not be able to escape the colonization of the upper realm.

"Now, I know how terrifying your enemy is!" Zhan Lang looked at Xu Jun, like an ant.

"It's really terrifying." Xu Jun followed Zhan Lang's words, but there was no fear in his eyes, but instead he was full of fighting spirit.

This made Zhan Lang look at him more: "It's a tough guy, but unfortunately he doesn't know himself."

He doesn't want to talk nonsense anymore.

Isn’t it beautiful to sleep with the people here and then hold a beauty pageant in the City of Light?

Xu Jun calmed down and suddenly shouted to the void: "Mr. Black Fish, I'm sorry, you've taken action!"

Xu Jun gave up his previous plan.

At the beginning, he wanted to see how far he was from the people in the upper world.

Now, he knows that the gap is too big.

Even he couldn't walk many tricks in Zhan Lang's hands.

So he asked the assistant sent by his mentor - Lord Black Fish.

Zhan Lang's eyes narrowed: "Sure enough, someone behind you. Let him come out and see who it is. He is rampant in the realm of our Poison Dragon Gate."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black cloak suddenly appeared directly in front of Zhan Lang.

The man, holding a sickle, seemed to be hiding in the darkness.

However, the aura on his body was very rich, just like the lights in the darkness.

A combination of contradictions, a sharp breath.

Zhan Lang's pupils shrank: "Level 5!"

He didn't expect that when he came to the City of Light, he would encounter a fifth-level master.

Senior brother didn’t say that the strong ones among the outside world are not in the City of Light.

One or two left, which does not exist.

Even if it exists, it is just a small shrimp, no more than the third level.

How could there be a fifth level here?

Seeing the cloak figure, Zhan Lang turned his head and ran without any hesitation.

The gap between the fourth and fifth levels is just like the gap between him and those top mutants.

Level 5 and Level 6 are already the backbone of the Poison Dragon Gate, and are enough to be a disciple of the inner sect.

Moreover, the accumulated achievements are enough, and you can even get an elder in the Poison Dragon Gate.

This man was too strong, so he ran away.

However, the Black Fish did not give him any chance.

A ray of light shone, and a head rolled to the ground.

With just one blow, the black fish killed Zhan Lang.

Xu Jun's breathing was slightly rapid.

The mutants present all became quiet.

Are there such masters around the city lord?

How powerful is this?

Xiri smiled and shouted, "Why are you still standing there? The enemy hasn't finished killing yet!"

Suddenly, the sound of killing rose again.

...

The Lord of Langya City was in a messy robe, and one of his arms and thighs had been cut off.

Now, he was sank on the ground, his eyes dim.

Xu Jun looked at him, his eyes did not change at all, nor did he feel any pity.

The Lord of Langya City raised his head and looked at Xu Jun with a complicated look.

He was defeated.

He didn't expect that he would be defeated.

He is very proud and has a scheming heart.

Otherwise, he would not have plotted against Zhao Xiu, and had a relationship with Zhao Xiu and gained his current status.

He is only one step away from his goal and truly integrating into the upper realm.

As a result, he was defeated, at the hands of an indigenous man?

When he is with people from the upper realm, his mentality gradually changes.

He did not regard the people of the Dark Star World as his kind, but only as natives.

He looked down on these natives very much, but just blind leeks.

Now, he has been defeated by the people he looks down upon.

The Lord of Langya wanted to struggle to get up, but he couldn't get up at all. He looked at Xu Jun with resentment in his eyes.

"I didn't lose to you Xunjun, I was defeated to someone behind you, outsiders!"

How could he admit defeat to the indigenous people as proud as he was?

Xu Jun did not answer this, but asked, "Do you want to survive now?"

The Lord of Langya was stunned, and the resentment in his eyes dissipated like a tide.

He still has a lot to do, and he can't just die like that.

As long as you are alive, there is hope.

As long as Zhao Xiu comes, he still has a chance in his future.

"I want to." The Lord of Langya City nodded quickly, with a pleasing tone.

"I will spare your life for you to write eleven letters to the other ten city lords and the people behind you, Langya Holy City."

The Lord of Langya City did not hesitate at all: "Okay."

Compared to living, everything else is nothing.

"I read your writing, and I will write a letter to the other ten city lords first." Xu Jun spoke.

Pen and paper appeared in front of the Lord of Langya City.
To be continued...
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