The seventh night drifted forward quietly without hesitation, ignoring Gao Wei behind him.

Gao Wei flew with him less than a moment before receiving a message from the boxing world through his personal system.

The gambling he bought won, and the original 100.6 billion spiritual crystals turned into 503 billion, and they were received in real time.

"After all, they still decided that I won, and they didn't blame the debt..."

After putting the bag in peace, Gao Wei felt relieved.

After all, in addition to his savings over the past few days, the more than 100 billion spiritual crystal also had years of accumulation. The competition was too many twists and turns, and he was even a little confused about whether he could successfully obtain the funds he won.

There is no problem now.

Then, he bought a star-level late-stage mecha from Tianxing Jian Wudao Company and put it on his body.

This mecha is worth nearly 30 billion spiritual crystals.

He had thought about it before.

This is enough to deal with the general situation.

The peak star or extreme mechas are much less cost-effective to him, and they are not much worse than the situation they can cope with. And even the cheapest ones start at 100 billion, which is similar to what Feitian energy he wears on him at this moment, but the various performances are definitely far from comparable.

But at this time, he could not use the mechas sent to him by Feitian Energy.

This is not in the park, nor is it a special period of going out for duty.

He is not qualified to use this mecha.

The same is true for the two stellar peak martial arts intelligent robots in the ring, as does the right thing equal to none.

Everything depends on him.

After piercing the mecha on his body, he felt a little convinced.

After all, at this moment, he pulled his power to the same level as the star.

However, the seventh night, who was clearing the way ahead, still ignored this.

The more he did this, the more he felt bad about Gao Wei.

It was like Ru looking at Sun Wukong who had entered his palm, feeling like you were letting you do something.

Looking at the situation where Murong Long City treated hundreds of powerful men of the same level as nothing, you will know that the gap between the same level is unimaginable.

What he has to face is an existence that is equal to Yan Beitian and Murong Longcheng. Even if it is worse than them, there is no difference for Gao Wei.

But at this moment, he couldn't even ask anyone for help or ask for help.

After all, the other party just invited him over, and did not show that the carriage and horse were trying to kill him, or it was not good for him. Although this way of asking was tough, it was just because the other party forced him to invite him, so he could not stop him.

Gao Wei did not continue to scare himself, but looked at the seventh dark night ahead.

It’s really unimaginable how this person who has no arms or legs has achieved this level of cultivation.

Although he had heard of this person, all the exact information about him was almost impossible to see on Tianwang, and he was even more unlikely to know the terrifying record of killing several monks who were about to be transformed into the Internet in the Seventh Dark Night. Obviously, this was the shield of the Holy Church using its own power and privileges.

Gao Wei didn't know anything about his cultivation path and martial arts. However, as he watched him flying silently, a strange feeling suddenly arose in Gao Wei's heart, feeling that the Seventh Dark Night itself was like a sword, a flying sword that had hidden all its sharpness.

How terrifying would it be if this sword was coupled with the strange shadow-like body movement he appeared.

Gao Wei took a deep breath and asked deliberately: "Senior, are you a sword?"

The Seventh Dark Night, who had no intention of saying anything more to him, seemed to be surprised after hearing what he said. He turned around and looked at him with a slight glow, as if sighing, and said, "You have a good understanding. No wonder the little girl from the Murong family is not your opponent. I can't get on the table for those two moves..."

Gao Wei felt that when this person said that he couldn't get on the table for two seconds, he actually had no intention of being modest, just saying a fact.

"That's assassination... This must be a terrible assassin..."

The Seventh Dark Night murmured again:

"What a pity, if you were also a sword practitioner, you might be able to reach the realm of what your Eastern swordsmen call "intelligent intellect" and "clear sword heart". That is what Yan... Heroes and Yan Zili and others have already reached..."

He has a subtext that Gao Wei cannot understand at this moment, that is:

A swordsman who has reached this level has a body and sword combined into one, and the sword body can even warn in advance. The swordsman's spiritual sense is far beyond ordinary monks. From his professional perspective, it is not easy to be assassinated.

Gao Wei smiled and said, "I don't use swords, I'm not stuck in things, I use fist and foot skills, but I can't even count as a farmer's style..."

The seventh night raised its lips rarely, and a tiny gap broke into its lips, making a slight smile.

It seemed to be laughing at him for being overestimated at such a young age, saying that he was not stuck in things, and it also seemed to be laughing at him for laughing at his own fist and foot skills that were not even considered a stance by a farmer.

The seventh night never likes to get along with people, at least not likes to get along with living people, but he still feels a little disgusted with Gao Wei in front of him.

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There is a secret manor very far from the Holy Church.

Carl was standing in one of the secret rooms at this moment, looking at Uncle Sida in front of him with a look of ugly expression, and asked in disbelief: "You said he is in danger this time, but can't you save him?"

Uncle Sida, who rarely talks in front of Gao Wei, stood in front of Carl, and said expressionlessly:

"I can sense that someone in the direction of the Holy Church had murderous intent on him... It should be the Pope... I can save him if I take action, but before you decide some things, this will lead to unpredictable situations within the Western world of the Human Federation... So I can't take action... Besides, in this case, from the standpoint of the Western world, I don't want another person in the East, especially in the Huayan District, who may become Yan Beitian..."

When Carl heard this, his heart was shocked.

It seems that Uncle Sida's high evaluation of Gao Wei is almost comparable to Yan Beitian back then, which is simply incredible.

At the same time, Uncle Sida seemed to be happy to see Gao Wei being killed by the Pope.

Although he supports Carl within the Carbin family, and even Carl cannot figure it out, many people can't figure it out, his position seems to be in the Western camp in this matter.

After all, the open and secret struggles within the human federation, the two major camps in the West and the East are almost one of the main lines of the development of the entire human society. In the hearts of some people, who overwhelms the west and east winds, they still care a lot.

"Just because I haven't thought about that... that is to say, if I make a decision at this moment, he can save Gao Wei... However, the humiliation he suffered for so many years and the forbearance he has been in, how can he give up just by giving up..."

Carl closed his eyes in pain...
Chapter completed!