Chapter 1133: Old cannon! (1/2)

Almost half of the sky cities have sensed this earth-shattering event. Invisible magneto-magnetic waves swept across the city. Numerous light curtains and crystal brains all interfered. In the deep streets and alleys, flocks of shocking birds soared into the sky and moved away. Chu fled in a hurry.

All the old primordial souls and golden core experts in the city were alarmed, and raised their heads in this direction. The several cultivators who had originally flown here accelerated their speed and turned into streams of light!

This blow completely exceeded Li Yao's limit.

He was like a crushed clay idol, suddenly lost all his color, hovering in mid-air for a moment, head and feet, fell to the ground, and fell into the crowd!

”Monster!

”There are monsters! The monsters are here!”

”What a strong demon spirit, this, what sort of big demon is this!”

Everyone saw his fierce and raging form, and fled in all directions. The cultivators all drew out their swords to protect the ordinary people around them, their expressions were extremely nervous!

Fortunately, most of the people who make up the tour team are veterans who have experienced many battles. What kind of monsters have not been seen?

Under their maintenance, it was not as chaotic as it was after the Federation Square explosion a few days ago.

”He, he is seeking his own way!”

Lu Zui's eyes rolled and he was ecstatic, ”I was so stupid that he released such a strong evil spirit under the public! This is the proof! Great, great, it's better than just killing him! Quickly! , Take him down!”

Seven or eight spar battleships docked on top of the crowd, dozens of secret sword envoys swarmed out and shot towards the place where Li Yao fell!

A solemn voice came from the sky, and it contained an irresistible power: ”The Secret Sword Bureau captures the spies of the monster race, please keep calm, don't panic, everything is under your control!”

Li Yao lay on the ground, his visor shattered in half, revealing a somewhat hollow right eye, staring blankly at the sky that was about to be obscured by dark clouds.

This huge Styx cannon sucked up all the power in his limbs and a hundred skeletons. For at least a few minutes, he even had difficulty breathing. Any secret swordsman could kill him.

The plan... failed!

Regret it?

maybe.

But, again, does he have a second choice?

Li Yao turned his head with difficulty, trying to see if the people behind him were affected by the explosion, but his eyes were blurred for a while, and he couldn't see clearly whether there were any other expressions on the panicked faces.

”Don't be afraid.”

He vaguely saw a chubby little boy in the crowd, his thighs trembling while clinging to his father.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the little fat man he had seen at dusk in Dongougang, the little boy who vowed to become ”Vulture Li Yao”.

He stretched out his hand to the little boy and smiled, ”Don't be afraid, I am not...”

”Catch the spies of the monster race!”

Seven or eight murderous secret swordsmen interrupted him, the gleaming chain saw sword, pointed at the vital points of his body, and forced it towards him!

Li Yao closed his eyes and slowly exhaled a suffocating breath, struggling to get up.

He is a cultivator and has no habit of lying down to death!

”I'm sorry, Director Past; I'm sorry, Professor Mo; I'm sorry, Wu Mayan; I'm sorry... Ding Lingdang!”

Li Yao knelt on one knee, with fierce light in his eyes, clenching his saber tightly, blood rushing!

The jade crystal disc is in his arms, and he is going to throw the jade crystal disc with the greatest strength in the final fight, try his luck!

Just as the atmosphere was so tense that it was about to burst at the last moment--

”and many more!”

A big crumpled hand suddenly inserted between Li Yao and the ”Patriot”.

On the back of his skinny hand with bare veins, there is a tattoo often tattooed by a lower-level Federal Army officer, which has long been blurred under the erosion of the years, and is inseparable from the flesh and blood.

The master of the tattoo, dressed in an old style, whitewashed military uniform, with the epaulettes and armbands removed, and a bright steel skull. Seven or eight iron-boned rivets were smashed on the skull. Under the rivets, It is a pair of eyes as sharp as a falcon.

It was the disabled veteran who first stopped Li Yao and asked about his identity!

More veterans, especially the low-level monks among the veterans, all surrounded them!

They didn't see anything strange, they just sensed a strong monster energy and realized that there were monsters here!