The senior sister was not serious, and these people had already reacted quickly when they fell in the air;

Most people released a kind of lock hook for climbing, and several people directly attached themselves to the walls of tall buildings, like geckos.

These more than ten cultivators from Sakurajima Country are all very good. It is obvious that Sakurajima Country has prepared for a long time!

But at this moment, they just looked up, and in addition to anger, they also had deep fear.

Just now, when facing the female cultivator of the Great China who was as beautiful as a legendary goddess, they felt a deep sense of powerlessness;

Even if it was just a moment, the female cultivator simply punched her, and this sense of powerlessness had already reached the depths of their hearts.

Akitori rushed to the balcony and looked down. He felt a little relieved when he saw that his teacher and others had not fallen into meat pies directly.

"This is just a warning," Wang Sheng's voice floated from behind, "The original intention of our coming this time was to escort the four scientists, not to start another war with your Sakurajima Country practice community.

But if you want to fight, we will accompany you. Even if you start killing, you will be scolded by our master.

Qiu Sheng does things, I think you fully understand some things; how things will evolve is often just a thought of the person at the critical position."

After saying that, Wang Sheng turned around and walked back into the house, carried the hollow sword box, carried the Wuling Sword, and took the senior sister, greeted the monk Huaijing who had already carried Shi Qianzhang and headed towards the door.

In the corridor, several scientists from his side had just walked past and entered the elevator under the protection of the three men in the combat readiness group, Zhou Yinglong and Hao Ling.

Sister Xilian was now outside the high-rise building and was falling along with the elevator.

Wang Shengling Nian swept over, covered his left hand in his chest, the fairy light surging in his palm, and the Feixia Sword slowly took shape.

"Senior sister, please be shocked, don't be too far away from me."

Monk Huaijing frowned slightly, as if he had noticed something, and whispered: "Faiyu, it seems that a large number of modern troops are coming towards us."

"Well, my spiritual sense saw it," Wang Sheng frowned slightly, "They came from the military base, as if they were American armored troops, so don't be careless later."

"This Sakurajima country is really wearing a pair of pants with the Rice Empire."

"Ha..." Shi Qianzhang yawned and opened his eyes faintly on Monk Huaijing's shoulders, "They are like this, they have been like this for many years. What's wrong with me? Why do you feel so sleepy?"

Wang Sheng thought about it, took out a pot of elixir and handed it to Shi Qianzhang.

"This is the pill to restore your spirits. Just swallow one."

"Oh," Shi Qianzhang took it honestly, took the porcelain bottle and poured one directly into his mouth, then chewed it twice and swallowed it into his stomach.

In just two seconds, the guy glared at the eyes, struggled away from Monk Huaijing's shoulders, and he became energetic.

That pair of tricks that were originally full of fatigue were so bright!

"What's wrong with me? Brother Sheng, what are you giving me food?"

"The Soul Requiem Pill for healing injuries," Wang Sheng received the porcelain bottle into his treasure bag and smiled, "You are overdrawing your soul power too much. Just make up for it a little, and you are ready to fight."

"Okay!" Shi Qianzhang grinned, then scratched his head again, "What happened to me before? I felt like I was dreaming, and I was confused in my dream and said a lot of ridiculous words."

Wang Sheng and Monk Huaijing smiled at each other, and the senior sister blinked, and they were a little confused.

The four of them had already walked to the elevator, and Master Wang pressed the downward button.

Monk Huaijing wondered, "Faiyu, are we going down the elevator?"

"otherwise?"

"It's just a little bit to find a place to break the glass and jump down just to be handsome!"

Huaijing was so striking that Wang Sheng was amused and laughed. The elevator door in front of him opened and led his senior sister into it first.

It's not about making movies, so it's so cool to be like that if you have nothing to do.

Practical combat proves that being cool and cute is meaningless. Prepare for more black technology and think about some tricks.

In the elevator, Wang Sheng habitually began to allocate combat resources and distributed most of the pills he had just obtained for less than two days.

The senior sister also took out the Ice Sword, Monk Huaijing grabbed the Demon-Subduing Pestle, Shi Qianzhang put the talisman bag all over his body, and also took some precious talismans to his three teammates.

Shi Qianzhang smiled, "I can finally make trouble with Brother Sheng! These little cuties from Sakurajima really understand my thoughts!"

"This time, it was obviously Senior Xilian and Fairy Buyu who picked up a magic knife and came back. It was not considered that they were looking for trouble," Monk Huaijing corrected, "Don't let it go later. We must fight with reasonable evidence. If they are convinced, they can't find out what we are wrong, otherwise they won't be called winning!"

"Okay," Shi Qianzhang sighed with his hands behind his back.

Wang Sheng nodded slightly, feeling that what Huai Jing said made some sense.

They must not only beat them, but also occupy righteousness and morality, so that the other party can only bow their heads and admit their mistakes afterwards, and be condemned by all parties...

"Remember not to hurt civilians," Daozhu Wang instructed, and the three of them nodded slightly.

The senior sister looked up at Wang Sheng's side face.

Before I knew it, I was used to standing behind my junior brother. Although this was not a bad thing, it means that my junior brother was getting stronger and stronger, and he gradually couldn't keep up with the speed of his growth.

But in any case, I feel a little lost in my heart.

The eldest sister's majesty disappeared...

...

Wang Sheng and the others took the elevator and rushed to the bottom of the hotel. On the top of the hotel, Wang Sheng's room was on his way.

Akito Akito was blocking the sliding door, staring at the more than ten hermits who were dressed in similar fashion as him standing in front of him, letting them look at him like a blade, but he still refused to retreat.

A somewhat cold and hard Sakurajima voice came from the short man in the lead:

"Go aside! Akitomi Masayo!"

"Teacher, are we really going to anger the Great China? Do we still need a third war of practice? Our vitality has not yet recovered!"

Akio Akito frowned and shouted, but his eyes were also very firm.

"Teacher, I still think that the best way tonight is not to let the American army fight with the monks of China, but to let them avoid conflicts!

Even, we need to stop these increasingly unbridled Rice Empire troops!

They regard our sovereignty as nothing, trampling on us, and use our people's lives to do some shameful research! We!"

"Enough!" The old man suddenly shouted: "Akitomi Mayo, you have been controlled by the monks of the Great China Kingdom!"

Akitomi Mayo was stunned and looked at the middle-aged man who had just passed 50 in front of him, a strong man who had walked out of the four hidden villages in disbelief.

At this moment, mountains are constantly collapsing in Ao Sheng Ma Dai's heart...

"Go aside! Or I'll clean up the portal here!"

Behind this man, more than ten people touched the handle of the ninja knife behind him at the same time.

"Yes," Akitomi looked down with some pain, took two steps back to the back, retreated aside, and slowly knelt down.

"That's right, you're always my outstanding disciple," the man waved his hand gently, and more than ten people behind him rushed out of the room, rushed into the corridor, and searched the whereabouts of Dahua and his group in various places.

"Teacher," Akitori shouted unwillingly, "The few young monks in the Great China here today are not simple. Their strength is far beyond our imagination. Please do not regard them as such as the younger generation of Taoism."

However, all he got was this answer:

"Qiu Sheng, your head can no longer be raised in front of the Great China."

Akitomi Masayo's eyes were silent. When he heard the sound of glass breaking, he smiled bitterly and collapsed on the edge of the bed.

The sound of glass breaking was because the hermits discovered that the Great China and his group had appeared in the lobby on the ground floor, broke the glass and jumped out, and fell rapidly with their own means.

The room was completely quiet, the sound of wind, sirens, and shouts about evacuation nearby areas, like lullaby.

Akio Akito closed his eyes and seemed to be going to fall asleep here.

‘How things will evolve is often just about the idea of ​​the person at the critical position.’

Key location...

A thought...

Akitori seemed to have thought of something, his eyes immediately filled with light. He took out his cell phone and shook the water. After turning on the phone, he immediately started calling out.

...

In front of the hotel lobby, Wang Sheng and the other four held their hands behind their backs and watched the two business cars brought by the investigation team leave.

Sister Xilian has left here with most of her staff. With Xilian here, she is not afraid that they will be targeted.

Next, it is to attract the attention of these uninvited guests.

Wang Sheng looked in the other direction, and through two traffic lights, he could already see the shadows of the large number of armored vehicles, and a sense of technology came to his face.

But before Wang Sheng could arrange his troops, black shadows fell from the sky with broken glass, and the more than ten people surrounded them again.

Wang Sheng frowned. Do the practitioners in Sakurajima really think he is kind and polite?

The Wuling Sword flipped slightly and the sword blade moved forward, which was already a battle.

"Several powerful monks from the Great China Kingdom," said the middle-aged and elderly hermit, led by the head, coldly, "Please wait a moment here and cooperate with our work."

Wang Sheng was too lazy to speak, so he gestured to Shi Qianzhang. The latter immediately understood and replied in Sakurajima:

"Cooperate with your work? What is your job? Do you want to be a dog or cannon fodder for the Rice Empire?"

"Your Excellency's words are not very pleasant as ever," the leader's hermit snorted coldly and continued in Sakurajima language: "Shi Qianzhang, no matter what other matters are today, I will settle the old accounts with you!"

"Yo, I'm afraid of you?"

Shi Qianzhang responded with a sneer, turned his head to look at Huai Jing, and whispered: "They just said they were going to burn your Tianlong Temple, pull out your network cable, and destroy your cabinet figure."

Monk Huaijing immediately scoffed and dragged the demon-subduing pestle forward two steps.

"Okay, I took this battle. Can't I understand Sakurajima dialect? You guy is more cute in the holy light surrounding you."
Chapter completed!