What is going on with all this?

Lei Ming didn't speak, he just watched everything in front of him quietly, and a turbulent wave arose deep in the cave.

He understood.

I finally understand why the black magician surrendered.

Because the black magician's injuries were caused by Yang Xu.

The sight of the black magician's ancestral spirit going berserk just now made Lei Ming know the black magician's biggest secret - where his power comes from.

Beast soul!

Borrow the beast soul to gain extraordinary power.

The art of controlling souls is also available in China.

The name may be different, but the form is almost the same.

The thing that beast souls fear the most is thunder!

Natural restraint.

Lei Ming didn't know how strong Yang Xu was, but the moment Yang Xu entered the hotel, the power of thunder in his body almost went out of control.

Based on this alone, Lei Ming knew that Yang Xu's thunder far exceeded his own and reached an unbelievable level.

When Yang Xu sat next to the black magician, the beast soul in his body ran away uncontrollably because of Yang Xu's terrifying power of thunder.

This is why the black magician was injured and why he was so scared.

However, after understanding this, Lei Ming not only did not feel happy, but was covered in cold sweat on his spine.

Who is a black magician?

The devil who roams South America and is the most powerful practitioner in the world today.

But such a top practitioner suffered severe injuries just because of the pull of Qi.

Even if there are reasons for attribute restraint.

But how powerful should Yang Xu be?

The top practitioners in the world today can lose their resistance simply by relying on Qi movement.

Lei Ming didn't know.

But he knew that it was definitely not a state that humans could achieve.

At least it's not a state that ordinary humans can reach.

Immortal!

God!

Demi god!

Lei Ming stared at Yang Xu, guessing his origin.

With such Chi Guoguo's gaze, it was natural that he could not escape Yang Xu's feeling.

He raised his head and looked over.

Eyes facing each other.

Yang Xu responded with a smile.

Then, he glanced at Cronin, who was lying limply on the ground, and said calmly: "Twenty slaps on the mouth as punishment."

Cronin is Qingqiu Ying's prey.

He was invited here today, just a guest.

People watching the fun.

Yang Xu didn't want to do anything that would overshadow the guest.

Cronin's life should be decided by Qingqiu Ying.

Qingqiu Yun received the order and came to Cronin with a cold face.

"Papa~~"

He raised his hand and struck.

I used all my strength.

With just one slap, Cronin's teeth were knocked out and the corners of his mouth were covered with blood.

However, Qingqiu Yun hated this idiot who dared to offend Yang Xu and had no intention of holding back.

One slap after another.

After only five or six slaps, Cronin's face was already swollen, as if he had gained a few pounds, and was completely out of shape.

After twenty slaps, Cronin fell to the ground, unconscious.

From beginning to end, Cronin did not resist.

He didn't dare.

He is afraid.

Resistance may lead to a worse outcome.

Qingqiu Yun slapped Cronin twenty times before venting his anger.

He turned to face Yang Xu and said respectfully.

"Master, punishment has been imposed on the blasphemer."

Yang Xu nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Inside the hotel, there was silence.

People looked at Cronin who was lying on the ground and looked completely unrecognizable. They secretly turned to Yang Xu from the corner of their eyes, their eyes full of fear and doubt, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

That is an existence that scares even black magicians.

And the most embarrassing person at this moment is the member of the Holy Knights standing in front of the door.

The deputy leader is in trouble, so logically they should step forward to help.

But the reputation of the black magician and the weird atmosphere in the hotel made them look at each other, but no one dared to take action.

joke.

People like black magicians are afraid of us, little guys like us can deal with them.

Just when the atmosphere in the hotel was solemn and awkward, shouts came from far outside the street.

The sound is produced in two languages: Chinese and English.

"The head of the Holy Knights, Beard, is here."

"The head of the Holy Knights, Beard, is here."

The sound moves from far to near.

Accompanying the shouts was the roar of cars.

Yang Xu listened to the shouts outside and already understood Qingqiu Ying's plan.

Negotiation is a sham.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of negotiation, the Holy Knights relaxed their vigilance and sent the elites of the Qingqiu Fox Clan to the Holy Knights for a surprise assassination!

Destroy the Holy Knights in one fell swoop.

This plan seems crazy to ordinary people.

However, the Qingqiu Fox Clan is good at illusions, proficient in telekinesis, and has elites who can manipulate elemental power.

Assassination raids are their forte.

Just like Qingqiu Ying said.

He doesn't need to beat the technology, he just needs to beat the people who control the guns.

The Qingqiu Fox Clan does not need to directly fight the guns, they only need to kill the people who can control the guns.

And now, the plan is perfect.

The leader of the Holy Knights, Beard, died, leaving the Holy Knights without a leader.

Even though there are still members of the Holy Knights, they have no intention of resisting.

At the same time, he used the head of the leader of the Holy Knights to intimidate other forces in District 6 and let them understand the consequences of being enemies of the Ocean Company.

It can be said that killing three birds with one stone!

Yang Xu was very satisfied with this result.

Not only was Qingqiu Ying's plan successful, there was almost no suspense about becoming the manager of the Sixth District.
To be continued...