Eight hundred and seventieth chapters force crush
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"General Administration Han and Brother Hong are right. We are here to smash the situation. Of course we have to let go." The burly bear with a cigarette hanging on the corner of his mouth, and turned the rune cannon on his right hand with his left hand, looking like he wanted to make trouble.
"Hmph, I'm doing this." Huo Lanlan raised the corner of her mouth. She has now become Han Hongbo's disciple. Her cultivation level has risen sharply in her earth-based superpowers. She is really willing to take the initiative to destroy it.
"So? Can you kill them?" The dark night witch Wu Ya'an Ge narrowed his delicate eyes slightly, looking lazy and charming, but the luster inadvertently revealed in his eyes was full of cold and ruthless murderous intent.
"An Ge, our China is a civilized country. We need to pay attention to our image abroad." Ice Queen Huangfu Nanlian pushed the sunglasses on her nose and spoke lightly, "Don't be too bloody, just die."
"That's right, just die!"
The young heroes next to Wang Yan were all ready to try, eager to try, without any nervousness.
It is no wonder that China is not the same as before. After decades of transformation and development, the State Administration of China has become a first-class international organization. The members of the organization are thriving and full of cohesion. This alone is enough to destroy any threat to the point of being destroyed.
"Okay, let's go."
Wang Yan was as heroic as his companions. He walked ahead with a group of companions, first gathered with the four allies guarding the entrance, and then entered the temple one after another and walked towards the Big Pagoda.
After these groups of people left, the crowds and tourists surrounded were all whispering and talking.
"Wow, who is that handsome man with black hair in China? Why is he so handsome?"
"I don't know. I haven't seen it on TV or the Internet before, but look at it, so many people are following him, so they must be an amazing big shot."
"No, right? He is so young... Could it be the descendant of a big man in China?"
This kind of speculation and discussion will not stop for a while. Xiao Wei, Gu Tingting and Huang Lang in the crowd, opened her eyes wide after Wang Yan left, and looked at each other for a long time before Shanshan came to her senses and whispered: "It's really... Wang Yan!"
Now it seems that without further ado, if something big happens next, it will definitely be related to him.
Although the three of them had known before that Wang Yan was a superpower, which was amazing, they didn't expect that they would be so amazing.
There were so many young heroes just now, they all saw with their own eyes. It can be said that everyone is a phoenix, especially the man in Zhongshan suit, who is even more elegant and is riding in a luxury car with a head-level face.
But in a blink of an eye, all of these people followed Wang Yan into the Great Pagoda Temple, which was enough to show Wang Yan's status among them.
In addition, what will happen if so many superpowers gather together? What will happen?
It is no longer the three mortals, so it is expected.
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Under the support of the five major forces of the State and African Bureau, the Holy See of Light, the Dark Council, the African Ancient Witch Alliance and the Super Heirdland, Wang Yan passed through the temple and came to the square in front of the Big Stupa.
The moment they stood still, a powerful momentum that was moving forward instantly spread out in the square, sweeping away the solemnity and haze brought by the previous Gu Saint and his Gu Dead Soldier.
Delima, president of the Southeast Asian Super League, felt a numbness when she saw this attitude.
Even the Long Pu Saint Monk, who had always been quiet and experienced by him, couldn't help but take a deep breath, his eyes twitched.
"The forces of these five countries have actually brought so many elite masters to Wang Yan! Look at this attitude, where are they here to accompany the battle? They are clearly here to make trouble and disrupt the situation."
In the face of this pressure, Saint Bonn, whose tight muscles were like copper cast, and whose qi and blood were all covered in powerful power, couldn't help but thrust in his heart. He could not tell at all that he had the courage to break the tsunami with one punch.
At this time, Fist Saint Bonn had already begun to think that it would be a mistake to come over to support Delima.
In the past few decades, Southeast Asia has been constantly having constant disputes and frictions with its neighboring China, both in terms of martial arts, superpowers, economics, territorial and international competition.
Just before the establishment of the Guofei Bureau, this kind of friction and competition was still in the same way. However, in the past decade, especially after the debut of the Son of Flame in recent years, newcomers from the Guofei Bureau have emerged, and their power has gradually increased. Now they have left them behind Southeast Asia.
In addition, there are so many top forces in the world who support it. If you still have to fight against China's non-government, maybe he, a 100-year-old boxing saint, will be in danger of being safe in his later years.
"Son of Flame, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
At this time, the top of the big stupa pagoda, the Gu Sheng Tesor, who was sitting quietly, slowly opened his mouth, and his body was full of thick aura, as if he had merged with the big stupa pagoda.
Although he looks calm as usual now, he can't help but feel tight inside.
Although he did not open his eyes, his spiritual power had already wrapped the entire square. The five top forces that accompanied Wang Yan to arrive and so many elite masters made him quite concerned, and he was unexpected.
"Son of Flame?"
After waiting for a long time without replying, Gu Sheng opened his eyes and swept down the tower, and a breath of air stuck his chest up and down.
"hateful!"
Below the Big Buddha Pagoda, Wang Yan, surrounded by many companions, had no intention of paying attention to his Gu Sheng.
Not only Wang Yan, but even his companions were ignored by him.
"Wang Yan, you don't have to force yourself to accept this duel."
The Saint of Light, Lulu, had a holy scripture in her left hand and a scepter in her right hand, and said with a magnitude: "We will take them all in one's way if we dare to use civilians as a threat."
As soon as she finished speaking, all the members of the Holy Church, led by the Son of Light, all showed their weapons.
"Ha, this saint also agrees with this." The dark saint Catherine, with her fair finger on her left hand, gracefully brushed across the hideous sickle blade, and the dark light seemed to be flowing in her delicate eyes. "What a bullshit deal? A s-level legendary man who has been famous for a hundred years, challenged a half-step s-level young man. Is this also called following the ancient tradition? It's not embarrassing."
"Go, this saint son is a little overwhelmed by such a shameless sanctuary." The Dark Saint Son Stewart was really the first time he met a bad guy who could bully others with his power. This time he became interested and waved his hand, "Brothers, prepare!"
"Clang!"
The werewolf stretched out his claws, the Dark Knight drew out the rune sword, while the undead wizards, led by Gabriel, pulled out their staff and secretly chanted a spell.
On the big pagoda, the Gu Sheng's face turned red and white, and he felt embarrassed and thought something was wrong.
He is a dignified Gu Sheng, an emperor in the secret area of Southeast Asia's Golden Triangle, was actually pointed at the nose and scolded by some juniors. The words that the juniors scolded him were reasonable and left him speechless.
At this moment, he had to pretend that he didn't hear it and turned his face away.
He originally wanted to force Wang Yan out, kill the other party, and then escape to the hinterland of the Golden Triangle and continue to be his local emperor. If he fails, he will completely hide it. With his strength, how can he pass?
This is also the so-called good people don’t last long, and disasters last for thousands of years. He is confident that with his means, he can do it with great confidence.
But now, he never expected that so many forces would be involved. If Wang Yan really didn't dare to duel and the other party wanted to take action with force, he would just run away and then massacre Chinese civilians to vent his anger!
"Old Wang, if you really itchy, go over and play a few moves with that old guy. If you can't beat him, run to me."
August, the Golden Lion Sword, hugged Wang Yan's shoulder, glanced at the sky with his eyes, and smiled confidently, "I'll tell you quietly that our president attaches great importance to the plan to return to the Asia-Pacific. This time we even drove the Super Shield, just above our heads. We will flatten this place later to see where that old guy can escape."
August said this was a whisper, but all these words were clearly passed.
"Old Ao, it's not me that I'm talking about you. Your Midi Super HexailD is too cunning and hypocritical." Wang Yan smiled with a sweat, "You are sure to be here to support me? I think your Super HexailD clearly wants to use the excuse of my duel to defeat the entire Southeast Asia, right?"
"Haha, if it's there, we're brothers, so I'll help you here." August laughed and said, "Why? Brother, I'll warm you up first?"
"No, no!"
Hearing this, Delima's face turned blue, and the Holy Monk of LP spoke Thai English and hurriedly persuaded him, "Don't be calm, donors, there are historical sites everywhere, and all Buddhist treasures, so you can't bomb!"
"Hmph, can't you do it?" The desert emperor Garnes, with a scepter in his hand, and a surge of majesty surged out, "You ancient sites are treasures, aren't my brother's lives?"
The Desert Emperor shouted softly, his voice mixed with pressure spread throughout the audience. In an instant, a group of people in Southeast Asia could not say a word.
At the top of the big stupa, the Gu Sheng gritted his teeth in hatred. He secretly cursed these nosy guys in his heart, which ruined the good thing he had to kill Wang Yan with his own hands and take revenge.
It seems that this is the only way to go now.
"Haha, the famous son of flame is just a cowardly rat who has no courage." The Gu Sheng sneered, "Well, I, the Gu Sheng, have always done my best. Since you dare not fight, let your civilians in China pay the price for you!"
As soon as Gu Sheng said this, a group of people in Southeast Asia were even more afraid to speak out.
The leaders of the two sides of the country and Japan who had been silent all the time, looked at each other and smiled, secretly happy, "The show has begun."
Sure enough, the Chinese State of China was really angry because of the despicable and arrogant Saint.
Han Hongbo stepped out, snorted coldly, and acted to take action instead of Wang Yan, but was stopped by Wang Yan respectfully.
"This old thing doesn't need General Administration Han to take action personally. Since I dare to accept his letter of war, I will not be afraid of fighting."
A cold light flashed in Wang Yan's eyes, and he turned to look at the top of the big pagoda.
"Tesol, you are so angry. Since you are determined to die, I will fulfill your wishes!"
After saying that, Wang Yan showed off his demon wings, jumped and landed steadily on the top of the big pagoda.
On the big stupa, the two of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere instantly reached a boiling boiling point.
Chapter completed!