"No!" At this moment, I don't know how many people shouted at the same time.

The servants in the manor, the pedestrians on the viaduct, or the soldiers of the Jinshi Town in the era of exile.

"No! The owner of the manor!"

Xu Jianfei's eyes were torn and two blood marks were seeped out.

He shouted angrily: "War Chicken Knights, fight with me! Avenge the owner of the manor!"

You have to step on the fighter chicken and rush out.

"Stop it!" Old Brown grabbed him, "Don't disrupt the owner's plan!"

"The owner of the manor's plan? The owner of the manor is dead... the owner of the manor... the owner of the manor... the owner of the manor... the owner of the manor!"

Xu Jianfei claims to be a tough guy, and he even thinks that he is an antisocial personality. For him, licking blood from a knife and fighting and slaughtering are the life he wants.

For others, it will cause all kinds of discomfort to fight and die. It is never an obstacle to him. Instead, he enjoys this process very much.

On weekdays, he always disguises himself as the rather decent soldier.

But he is not, he is just an executioner and a butcher.

He felt that he could face anything calmly. In this world, there were actually not many things he really cared about.

Now he knew that he was wrong.

At that moment, two lines of his hot tears rolled down, washing away the torn corners of his eyes, and turned into two lines of blood and tears.

The owner of the manor died?

The manor is gone?

Before I knew it, this place has become...his home?

"The owner of the manor... the owner of the manor will not die!" Old Brown clenched his fists and comforted him: "Don't forget the owner of the manor's order. Never take action until he gives the order!"

Zhuang Buyuan would rather be locked up as a target, but there is only one reason.

It’s just to delay time for the manor!

Zhuang Buyuan's sacrifice was for a greater strategic goal.

This goal is achieved by Zhuang Buyuan rather sacrifice himself.

At this time, as the implementer of Zhuang Buyuan's strategy, Old Brown did not allow anyone to destroy this strategy!

Anyone!

Even if Zhuang Buyuan is not good, he will not be able to do it!

"Master, hold on, your task of delaying time has not been completed yet!"

With a "crack...", the manor palace began to shatter.

Cracks spread from the edge of the manor palace to the middle.

Yun Mycelium was anxiously arousing, as if asking Old Brown, what's wrong with the Yun Shang Palace?

"Master, hold on!"

"He can't hold on." In the void, at some point, another team of war giant dogs appeared, watching the battle between the two sides from a distance.

On the head of the war giant dog, Fu Qi stood in a scarlet cloak and was standing very cool.

"It's a pity that Zhuang Buyuan doesn't have the chance to fight me."

As the owner of the manor who is about to be elected to join the Brutal Alliance, Fu Qi is extremely proud of his combat effectiveness.

One of the reasons why he wanted to join the Brutal League was because it is said that he was the most combat-capable manor owner in the era of exile.

He wants to prove that he is the most powerful manor!

He had full confidence and knocked him to the ground.

Even Zhuang Buyuan, who emerged from nowhere, didn't take it seriously at all.

He rushed over to prove his strength and defeat Zhuang not far away in front of him.

Only he is qualified to join the Brutal Alliance!

"In this world, only lockdown is the only person I need to be afraid of. Others are just ants..." Fu Qi shook his head.

"Sir, the great man is invincible!" Next to him, his servants complimented intimately.

"What kind of village is not far away? In front of the adults, you can't even compare with a finger!"

"The lockdown is just a matter of time. If you take action, you must have blown the lockup long ago!"

Anyway, bragging is not taxable, and flattering is not taxable. They are happier than bragging.

Fu Qi smiled and looked ahead.

He was watching when he would be crushed to death not far away.

But no.

Zhuang is not far away to hold on.

Lock your hands and squeeze them into the middle like a water bag.

But his hands felt unspeakable resistance.

Zhuang Buyuan's body had shrunk into a ball. He seemed to be a statue carrying a huge stone on his back, and all the power in his body was squeezed out.

"Die for me! Blow for me!" Guan Lu roared, and his hands squeezed into the middle with both hands.

Zhuang Buyuan gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from his mouth:

"Manor...Manor..."

manor?

The sound of Zhuang Buyuan is getting louder and louder!

"The manor...is me...is I...is...is...a manor!"

Suddenly, two rays of light shone into the sky in the manor.

The two commanding heights of the manor, two giant towers - the Electricity Tower and the Tower of Law, suddenly emitted dazzling light.

Two rays of light shot straight into the sky, as if they had penetrated the space and poured huge power into Zhuang Buyuan's body.

Subsequently, more than a dozen pyramids, tunnels and overpasses in Void City, and various projects around the world shone brightly in an instant.

"Squeak squeak..." Zhuang Buyuan's joints were moaning, but his body was swollen a little bit.

From the original ten meters to twelve meters, fifteen meters...

"No, this won't work." Tian Feng clenched his fists and clenched his teeth. No matter how powerful the manor exploded, it would be impossible for him to catch up with his grand moment.

Even at his heyday, he probably couldn't beat the current lockdown!

But Zhuang's voice didn't stop.

He started chanting again.

"The sky is endless and endless... I established the Taoist dictatorship for all things!"

The manor prompts: "Does the two covenants of "God-building Power" and "Sky-Dragon Power" be mounted at the same time?"

"Hold!" Zhuang Buyuan said loudly.

At this moment, Zhuang's not far away's points were burning wildly.

With a "buzz" sound, a grand sound rang out in the sky.

"The electromagnetic controller of the sky standing on the road, show your supreme majesty!"

A lightning flashed from somewhere, shot straight through the locked palm!

With a "boom", half of the locked palm was blown open, and the lightning enveloped Zhuang not far away, wrapping him in it.

Lightning enveloped Zhuang Buyuan's whole body, penetrated into his cracked skin, and etched out scars that looked like electric marks.

Silver patterns spread throughout his body, like flowing mercury and raging lightning.

In his eyes, an electric light burst out.

His hands were in the void, as if he had pulled out a lightning bolt from the void, then shot it into an electric ball, and then shook his hand...

"boom!"

The terrifying electric ball exploded in the locked chest, blowing him backwards.

"Crack!" On the battlefield factory, several factory owners almost dropped their chins, "What the hell is this guy!"

The power of this electric ball is probably not enough to catch up with the full-strength attack of the Manor Palace!

Fu Qi, who was standing on the head of the war giant dog, almost glared out his eyes.

"This, this, this, this, this, this... what power is this?"

Suddenly, Zhuang Buyuan seemed to have sensed something and turned around and looked in his direction.

"Ha, wait, we will deal with you immediately!" The servants were still yelling and scolding from the air.

When I turned my head, I found that Fu Qi was missing.

"grown ups?"

"Hurry, go, I have a stomachache, go find a toilet!"
Chapter completed!