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Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty Nine: Tyrant

Although Huang Tian and others' natal levels are above level 4, not to mention that their physical fitness is beyond the Hope Noodle Restaurant, Yang Ni was surprised to find that he and his friends had a draw with the other party to some extent using their skillful cooperation.

After being tempered by blood and fire, especially with an example like Yang Ni, Bai Ye and others are growing up at an astonishing speed. In time, they will not only stand at the top of the entire Huangquan Street, but also leave their names in Fengcheng Town.

But the problem is that there is not much time left for them.

After the day of judgment, a major change is destined to occur in the dying place. As for whether it is a blessing or a disaster, you can only take one step at a time.

Yang Ni felt the powerlessness of being a mortal for the first time. This feeling of fate not in his own hands was really uncomfortable.

"Enough, I'll stop."

Just as the scene was in a deadlock, a somewhat dissatisfied voice rang out.

Logically speaking, it is even harder to stop when fighting like this, but the woman in the armor made two punches, smashing the last blood bee into meat sauce, and forcing the little monk back a few steps.

She pulled up Qinglong lying on the ground and pushed him heavily back. Qinglong's body flew 5 or 6 meters away like a kite with broken strings. Fortunately, he had the ability to float and quickly stabilized his center of gravity.

The fat man was the best-minded and saw this and rushed forward to support him.

"Hmph, you don't have to worry about it!"

Unexpectedly, Qinglong didn't appreciate it. He shook the little fat man's hand and gasped. It was obvious that he was really uncomfortable when he walked in the gates of hell just now.

In a blink of an eye, the few people who had originally fought together clearly left a clear space.

Yang Ni was slightly stunned and instantly understood that he had underestimated them.

In this inexplicable battle, Huang Tian and others actually launched an attack with a mentality of playing with mice at the beginning. In their opinion, these guys who looked very weak were simply not worth mentioning. If Huang Tian had not insisted on pulling Yang Ni into the gang, they would have been sure to destroy these small guys in a short period of time.

But Hope Noodle House and others regarded this battle as a life-and-death battle. Everyone exerted their strength beyond their level, and then they formed a draw with the opponent in front of them. They even used the "Golden Bell" demon-breaking effect to defeat the most arrogant Qinglong.

Even so, neither Qinglong nor the woman in armor was seriously injured.

But in fact, this seemingly even battle will only happen this time. Next, as long as the opponent pays a little attention and takes the target of putting them all to death as soon as they take action, they will not even have the power to fight back.

The only thing Yang Ni is worried about now is whether this was discovered by the other party.

The woman in the armor glared at Yang Ni and others and walked back slowly.

Every time she took a step, the nearby armor parts seemed to have life, and they jumped onto her and automatically adjusted to the right position without having to do it herself.

When the armored woman walked to Emperor Tian, ​​the knight armor on her body was as intact as before, without even scratches.

The only difference from the beginning is probably the half centipede in her body.

Under Ma San's intentional control, the half of the centipede had already actively transformed into a part of her body, and only one piece of meat as big as a grain of rice was still beating slightly like a heart.

Yang Ni looked at the talking emperor.

Huang Tian seemed very dissatisfied with his subordinates' performance, and his tone became cold: "Can you even deal with these guys with level 2 and level 3? It's really disappointing."

Yang Ni quietly made a gesture to everyone and signaled everyone to leave the madman as soon as possible.

However, his every move did not escape the eyes of the Emperor.

"Hey, I haven't said that I'll let you go."

"I will never agree to your request. What's the point of staying?"

"Significance? Haha, what you mean to me now is the time when a person is worth 2 days."

A strong sense of crisis surged into Yang Ni's heart.

During the battle, except for the Hongying, who was known as Xiaoqi, who showed up at the beginning, Qinglong and the woman in the armor were fighting with the people in the Hope Noodle House. Like that little fat man, he never made any move.

Similarly, there is another person, that is, the Emperor.

As the store manager, his subordinates were quite afraid of him, but whether it was the residents of Fengcheng Town who had already escaped or the people of the Hope Noodle Restaurant just now, Huang Tian never took action from beginning to end.

There are two possibilities. One is that Huang Tian’s natal is quite special and does not have actual attack effect. The other is that as long as he takes action, the battle will end immediately.

When Yang Ni heard him say this, he knew that this matter was difficult to be good, so he took a step forward in line with his eyes: "Our purpose is to complete this Huangquan game mission. We don't want to kill more people without any intention, but if someone insists on delivering it to the door, we don't mind earning a few more days of visa time."

Emperor Tian smiled "haha" and said, "I just like you. So, before you die, I will let you understand what the gap in strength is. To be honest, my real name is an extremely rare special category. Its name is [Tyrant]. As for the effect, you can experience it yourself."

As he said that, Emperor Tian stomped his feet heavily.

A ray of light suddenly erupted from the originally groggy sky, hitting Huang Tian's body. These lights were as real as they were, jumping over Huang Tian's head like an elf, intertwining each other, and soon formed a phantom of a crown.

With the emergence of the crown, Huang Zhong, who was originally in the state of fire skull, suddenly knelt on the ground with his knees and his head tightly against the ground. The ultra-high temperature even caused signs of melting on the concrete floor.

However, the flames on Huang Zhong's body were extinguishing little by little, and his flesh and blood and nerves began to be reborn.

Similarly, there is a little monk who emitting a light golden light from his body after stimulating the natal energy of [Vajra].

Yang Ni asked quickly: "What's wrong with you?"

Huang Zhong's transformation was interrupted halfway, and the pain of rebirth this time was worse than any previous one. His throat kept letting out a low roar like a beast, and his hands tightly clamped the ground.

He had to answer for him: "It's strange, my natal can't be activated?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little kingfisher that had been hovering above everyone's heads suddenly turned into a cloud of crystal green powder and disappeared into the air.

The cookie had condensed three explosive fireballs just now, but they were afraid of triggering conflicts, so they kept causing them to stop. But at this moment, the fireball made a crisp "pop" sound, and it actually broke like a soap bubble.

Ma San also exclaimed: "Brother Yang, the little babies in my body no longer seem to contact me."

Yang Ni was clear and looked up and asked, "Is this your tyrant?"
Chapter completed!
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